Chapter 2222

Fifth-grade demon essences no longer held much value to Severin. With the Netherspider killed, Severin ventured further into the depths of the Fierce Beast Mountain. The dense poisonous miasma became thicker the deeper that he went, while the ferocious beasts got progressively stronger too. Soon, creatures of the eighth and ninth levels of the Sovereign Emperor, and even paragon-level beasts, crossed his path. Severin's expression turned solemn, and his divine senses scanned vigilantly for any disturbances around him. Inside the heart of the Fierce Beast Mountain, about a hundred miles away from Severin, practitioners in black robes bearing the emblem 'Gahrr' cautiously traversed the treacherous terrain and navigated through the thick fog. The group, comprising about ten individuals, was led by a young man adorned in a luxurious black robe. He exuded an oppressive power indicative of a level nine supreme saint, but he did not have an arm. Severin would have recognized that armless i