Chapter 3000

Esmael wondered about the origins of such a powerful practitioner. On the mountainside below the Skyblue Sect, Larry, Mick, and the others had been busy engaging in a decisive battle with the enemy. Their surprise at Severin's sudden arrival turned to joy at once. "Look, the boss is back!" "He is? He is!" "Boss..." The familiar form of address transported Severin back to the time when he had to search for all twelve halls. He nodded to Larry and the others and mouthed softly, "I am." With a subtle shift of his thoughts, Severin scanned the demon practitioners gathered. Aside from Esmael, every single one of the devil practitioners felt a terrifying power starting to form within their heart. That power soon ignited the flames of karmic retribution within their bodies. In moments, over a dozen of devils who were paragons and royal paragons met a tragic end, reduced to ashes that dispersed into the air. Severin glanced murderously at Esmael and demanded coldly, "How did you arrive here from the Devil Realm?" Esmael felt his scalp prickle under Severin's murderous gaze, especially after witnessing the sudden demise of his comrades. He had prepared himself to beg for mercy but was halted by Severin's mention of the Devil Realm. He knew right away that there was more to Severin that met the eye, as one had to be at least a half-immortal to be able to know about the Devil Realm's existence. Though he was unsure if Severin was from the Bleurealm or the Celestial Realm, Esmael knew that there was a high chance that Severin was from either one of those realms. It would be much worse if he had no idea what sort of individual he was dealing with. As he gathered his wits, he implored, "Please spare me. I am a practitioner of the Devil Realm's Eliza Sect. Our founder is Celestial Lord Eliza. The void crack in our territory occurred as a result of the imminent realm convergence..." Severin's heart pounded at this revelation, confirming his suspicions of unforeseen events happening while the convergence took place. He probed further, and Esmael seemed to accept his fate by explaining everything. The Eliza Sect—one of the devil realm's five major sects—was led by an ancient true immortal known as Eliza, or Celestial Lord Eliza. The convergence spurred some activity between the devil practitioners, and since Eliza's status was weaker than King Luther, they sought to exploit whatever they could to boost themselves. It just so happened that a crack emerged in the void near the Eliza Sect's territory, prompting the Eliza Sect to send an investigative team. Their actions led to the unwarranted, but inadvertent attack on Earth. Severin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the reasons. Above all, he was glad that the devil realm did not have Earth's spatial coordinates, and that the crack appeared only because of the fluctuations. Severin pressed for more information, only to see Esmael writhe in agony. A strange black energy seemed to form in his brain, claiming his life instantly. Severin glanced coldly at the scene and recognized that his question had probably triggered the Eliza Sect's forbidden power to silence Esmael. As the dark energy dissipated, it coalesced into a middle-aged man cloaked in black, radiating an aura of law that distorted the surroundings. The man gazed avariciously at Severin. "A true immortal? How fascinating… to think that a world this small would harbor a true immortal!"