Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 2099

With Oskar’s growing wrath as well as the increasingly suffocating pressure around them, Gwono’s face turned red in an instant.

His body throbbed with pain, his spiritual energy was faltering, and his spiritual power was fast declining. The presence of a royal paragon towering above him sent shivers down his spine and caused his legs to tremble.

After taking a deep breath, Gwono braved the terrifying pressure and said, “I will offer a spiritual treasure to Severin as a token of my apology, and I hope it will be enough to resolve the misunderstanding.

The sour-faced Gwono then presented a bell-shaped spiritual treasure. The palm-sized silver bell hinted at its power by emanating the spiritual energy of an inferior-quality item.

Gwono reluctant offered up the bell. “Although it is only an inferior- quality treasure that pales in comparison to Wildfire’s relics and the Sky-Soil Zenith that you obtained, I am sure it will prove useful to you.”

‘Did he just mention Wildfire’s relics and the elite-quality treasure known as the

searching for treasure. He was in the dark over why all the other sects seemed to be showing so much animosity

Gwono’s words that Severin had taken a royal paragon’s inheritance in addition to claiming the coveted Sky- Soil Zenith! Once Oskar

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of shock. He knew that Wildfire was a legendary figure who dominated the Southsky tens of thousands of years ago. Severin’s successful acquisition of Wildfire’s legacy was a

in Severin the potential to reach the level of a royal paragon or beyond that. However, with Wildfire’s relics in Severin’s possession, Oskar was certain

him in the

the Wildfire’s combat techniques, was a combination that no ordinary person could ever hope to imagine. Of particular importance was the Sky-Soil Zenith-an elite-quality spiritual treasure! Even the four major sects in Southsky possessed only one elite-quality spiritual treasure each, which were so prized that they

managed to secure one for

He sighed, lamenting to himself that he felt overshadowed by Severin’s incredible luck despite years and years of dedicated training. With a final burst of laughter, Oskar turned his attention to the bell offered by Gwono. With a flick of his wrist, he