The Legendary Man

Chapter 582 The Hunt

Jonathan whipped around at the sound of the countdown, only to see Joselle sitting on a mossy rock, swinging her legs innocently beneath her. “Six. Five. Four…”

Joselle counted down solemnly, bringing one finger down with every count. Run! Not daring to hesitate another moment longer, Jonathan turned and bolted.

He did not care about much else at the moment. Ideas ranging from feigning ignorance to showing weakness had been cast to the back of his mind.

Like a madman, Jonathan displayed the full extent of his God Realm cultivation level by turning into a streak of light and dashing out at a rate of a dozen meters per step.

As he began his hasty descent down the steep mountain, a giggle sounded.

“Run, slave. It wouldn’t be fun if I caught you too quickly.”

Joselle’s laughter was sweet, but it reverberated all over the valley like a terrifying death sentence.

I initially thought I could outwit my mysterious companion, but now it seems my scheme motivated by self-interest and feigned sincerity might have only worked against a young, naïve girl, who has never been exposed to the horrors of society. Against an old demon of immense and unknown age, such deception is no different from courting death.

Spurred by the recollection of the assortment of bodies lying in two rows, Jonathan mobilized the spiritual energy in every fiber of his being and dashed through the trees.

Atop the mountain, Joselle finally arrived at one and squinted down at the dense forest below. A moment later, a smile made itself known on her face.

“Found you!”

She raised her right arm, holding the spear’s end, and threw it forward.

Boom!

Following the sound of an explosion, the spear disappeared.

Joselle leaped up and bounced atop the trees in the direction Jonathan had left.

During the pursuit, Jonathan’s hair stood on end, as he felt something terrifying watching him. He then stepped on a thick and ancient tree trunk in his path.

Crack!

Following the snap of the wood, Jonathan forcibly redirected his momentum and leaped to the side.

light overhead intercepted the route he

into the rock without a

hill before him shook

Boom!

sent

“Holy sh*t!”

converged before him and formed a

Bang! Bang! Bang!

pieces of gravel and debris collided against the spirit

was knocked backward

were simply too many rocks that

up a spirit shield, he would have

manage if he used the angle to change the

face was drenched with sweat as he gazed at the

by the spear.

Joselle as his stepsister and have a powerful fighter by his side. Aside from the respectable

of absolute power, every little trick up their sleeve is inconsequential. If I could trick Joselle into leaving the abyss with me,

such an idealistic plan had been marred by

have impaled me had I not altered my original

was only several hundred

about it, Jonathan understood from that instance alone that he would not stand

had been completely restored, he still would be no

Run!

figure dashing toward him from the distant slope, Jonathan turned and

Joselle

she casually pulled it out of the rock. There was a glint of excitement

more interesting than the ones

to her feet and dashed

meantime, Irving was covered in blood as he did battle against a dozen demon wolves in a mountain col, despite being covered in scales conjured from

staining of blood on his reptilian skin made him look like

around him were mostly injured, they

off every possible point of exit