Chapter 2327

Severin's determined tone reverberated like a thunderbolt. He unleashed his level three paragon aura, tearing apart the surrounding space and whipping up a tempest of wind. Halbert's expression froze upon hearing Severin's resolute tone, but the stiffness was only momentary. A playful smile tugged at his lips. In his eyes, level three paragons could be crushed with the simplest of movements. As a core disciple of the Yellow Tribe Sacred Land, his demonic skills rivaled those of a level six paragon, earning him the respect of people like Blake. Evil practitioners were distinct from their righteous counterparts in that they delved into mystical techniques that consumed a person's essence, soul, and negative energy. Any practitioner not well-versed with its devious nature would not be able to easily counter an evil practitioner's attacks. Therefore, Halbert believed that Severin's fate was already sealed. "Since you do not wish to hand it over, I will have no choice but to take it myse