Chapter 863 Sven Strathmoor

• Immortal energy coiled densely in the air, and every wall and window around them shimmered with mysterious inscriptions, sealing the space and keeping even a single wisp of that energy from escaping.
• Not far away, a tall, slender figure stood with his back to Finneas, Daelmen, and Logan, holding a golden brush whose tip pulsed with light of the ultimate cultivation path.
• Suddenly, right before their eyes, one terrifying inscription after another blossomed into view, merging with the surrounding immortal energy to paint a host of dazzling, phantasmagoric visions.