Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 2169

Chapter 2169

The betting seemed to show a distinct inclination toward Riley, who picked up on what was happening and glanced condescendingly at Severin. “I’ll spare you from further suffering if you concede defeat.”

Severin snickered to himself and found it rather amusing that Riley would even entertain the notion of assuming that he would just concede defeat like that. The practice of striving for attainment was essentially an exercise in challenging the laws of heaven. One could only reach the peak of one’s ability by undergoing countless challenges, and whether or not the elders held him in high regard was immaterial to him.

“I’ll take my chances,” Severin replied. He gazed intently at Riley, perceiving the latter’s oppressive aura. Spiritual power circulated within Riley’s body, whose muscles had tightened in anticipation.

Riley’s face soured and he yelled. “Hmph! You don’t know what’s good for you!”

A sinister smile appeared on Riley’s face, followed by a resounding surge in aura. A hewing gale whipped through the arena, slashing the void like invisible knives and producing a piercing whistling sound.

Severin then leaped into the air and raised his hand to counter the incoming wind. A resounding bang was later heard, and the wind dissipated instantly. The neutralized attack drew a snicker from Riley. He summoned a nine-foot-long sword, which emitted a greenish energy that rapidly spread across the entire arena. Riley’s green robe fluttered audibly in the air as a result of the surge in energy. His aura enveloped the mountain and had a sense of awe that was reminiscent of an ancient mountain. The shockwave crushed everything in its vicinity into powder, and Riley infused all his spiritual energy into the sword before commanding, “Behead him!”

In response, a thousand feet-long sword light materialized in the sky and sliced through space at incredible speed. Its target was none other than Severin. Cracks began to form in the arena that was designed to contain battles of level nine supreme saints. The strong aura generated shockwaves that caused many of the disciples to tumble over.

“Is that the strength of a paragon? The shockwaves are strong enough to send us flying!”

“He’s so strong! My goodness!”

“Severin’s got the bottom hand!”

“Conceding is much better than letting his reputation be tarnished by a loss.”

Severin heard the onlookers’ exclamations, of course, but he did not have the luxury of contemplating their opinions of him because the green sword light was already rapidly approaching him. He raised his hand gently and released countless waves of dark and gold-colored energy from his body.

A thunderous bell-like clang then echoed across the crowd.