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.

the route he

spear impaled into the rock without

the hill before him shook violently before blasting

Boom!

boulders were sent flying in

“Holy sh*t!”

his palms together. His spiritual energy converged before him and formed a spirit shield shaped

Bang! Bang! Bang!

debris collided against the spirit

knocked backward with

many rocks that rained down upon

shield, he would have been only able to resist one or

he used the

face was drenched with sweat as he gazed at the leveled hill

Jonathan cursed at the sight of the hill being razed flat by the

have a powerful fighter by his side. Aside from the respectable

ten. In the face of absolute power, every little trick up their sleeve is inconsequential. If I could trick Joselle into leaving the abyss with me, we would instantly stabilize Chanaea’s current

had been marred by

would have impaled me had I not altered

the mountain was only several hundred meters, Joselle’s spear was terrifying

grumbled about it, Jonathan understood from that instance alone that

his God Realm cultivation level had been completely restored, he still would be no match

Run!

him from the distant slope,

departed, Joselle

the rock. There

more interesting than the ones

feet and dashed ahead once

against a dozen demon wolves in a mountain col, despite being covered in scales conjured

staining of blood on his reptilian skin made

were mostly injured, they

their seemingly chaotic formation, they had sealed off every