In the secluded training room of the courtyard, Severin, who was contemplating the heavenly heart imprint, heard the conversation between Adrian and Amethyst through his outwardly projected divine sense. He secretly pondered whether the extraterrestrial races were truly closing in step by step. With this thought in mind, he withdrew his divine sense and cut off his primal spirit's perception of the heavenly heart imprint.
Inside the training room, Severin, who seemed carved out of wood or molded from clay, suddenly opened his eyes. Divine light flickered within his eyes, like two dazzling galaxies; it was overwhelming to behold. Countless great paths shimmered within his pitch-black eyes, as if countless universes were collapsing and being reborn in the blink of an eye.
After a hundred years of seclusion, Severin had undergone tremendous changes. He no longer exuded the imposing majesty of the past; instead, everything about him now seemed natural, in harmony with the great path. Moreover, if an outsider were present, no matter how they scanned with their divine sense, they would be unable to perceive his aura.
This disparity was like a humble ant gazing upon the vast heavens and earth, feeling the immense grandeur but not understanding the reasons behind it.
Joy flickered in Severin's eyes as he looked at the complete-stage of the space-time path he had cultivated. However, he could not help but sigh the next moment.
"Since obtaining this second heavenly heart imprint a hundred years ago, I've been intermittently in seclusion, but now that the extraterrestrial races are closing in step by step and have even reached the Eastern Domain, I have no choice but to come out of seclusion. If I had another hundred years, perhaps I would have a chance to unravel the mysteries of the soon-to-be celestial regent!"
The heavenly heart imprint's assistance to him was particularly significant during his seclusion; it allowed him to completely cultivate the space-time path and elevate his Inner world to the level of top-grade realms within the Middle Thousand Worlds! His strength had reached the level of celestial king in the complete-stage.
With a single thought, he could give birth to countless secret realms or destroy countless beings. He held the universe in his hands, observed the past with his eyes, illuminated the heavens, and shook the course of destiny.
Coupled with his Oculus Blade, he was utterly invincible to those of the same rank. However, there was still a slight gap between him and the soon-to-be celestial regent.
During this hundred-year period, Severin's primal spirit traversed the endless river of time, journeying through ancient epochs, and he had roughly found a method to break through to become the soon-to-be celestial regent.
They were both soon-to-be celestial king powerhouses, and logically, they should have been able to sense any movement around them. However, they had not sensed Severin's arrival at all.
Amethyst's scalp tingled when he sensed that Severin's aura was completely devoid of any celestial aura, like that of a mortal. After all, he should be able to feel an immense pressure akin to the arrival of the great path when faced with a celestial king, yet he did not get that from Severin.
To achieve such a feat, the opponent's cultivation must far surpass his own!
With this in mind, Amethyst's face was filled with shock as he said, "S-Severin, what's your cultivation level now?"
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