Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 2025

As Myles’s words faded, Severin spotted numerous cultivators appearing in the mountain range dozens

of miles away. At the summit of a small hill on the horizon, a massive array formation radiated a surging

celestial force, faintly revealing a fairyland–like abode through the formation.

At this moment, countless rainbow lights flickered in the surrounding sky, with cultivators continuously

arriving from all directions in the west. Among these lights, the most eye–catching was a man riding a

thunderous warhorse.

Mounted on the horse, traversing the mountains as if in an uninhabited realm, he soared over the heads

of many rogue fighters below the mountains. This scene naturally displeased the stronger among the

rogue fighters. Those who could reach the Raze Mountains were naturally not the novice and weak.

cultivators that Severin and others encountered when they first arrived in the Bleurealm.

Severin scanned the area and found that the rogue fighters occupying the small hills near the mountain

range were at least of supreme saint level.

The closer to the interior of the Raze Mountains, where the remnants of the royal paragon w were found, the

levels of the rogue fighters. Among them were practitioners of the sixth and seventh

-grade supreme saints.

thunderous warhorse swiftly flew, creating gusts

moment, a thunderous voice rang out, causing

fly over

robust middle–aged cultivator, with a cultivation around the

to grab the person flying over

a

pierced the void, unleashing terrifying power that instantly obliterated the

actions, the man concealed within

forward.

the mountaintop, this scene immediately elicited numerous

long spear? Could this person be Sian, the

it that he was born with the Golden Spirit physique,

saint, he killed a ninth–grade

subdued in these Raze Mountains, carrying a trace

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murmurs had barely subsided when, in the eastern sky, a completely white ship suddenly appeared, its sails bearing an iron–hooked

the aura of around the

Tobias, the genius of

Even last year,

to the eighth–grade