The Legendary Man

Chapter 679 Ivanov

Aidan, Alexander, and Antoine immediately got on one knee as the apparition slowly took shape. They placed their right hands on their left shoulders and shouted at the apparition with their head lowered.

Their behavior drew a frown from Jonathan, who did not understand the Remdikian words the men were uttering.

Karl moved closer to Jonathan and whispered, “They’re paying their respects to that apparition, though they’re not addressing it in the same way. Aidan and Alexander call themselves his subordinates, while Antoine, the man you almost killed, is calling the apparition ‘Forefather.’” Forefather?

Jonathan shot Karl a bewildered glance before asking, “Are you sure he said ‘Forefather?’ Not Grandfather or Great-grandfather or something along those lines?”

With a wry smile, Karl explained, “Did you think everyone has a unique address for every generation of ancestors like the people of Chanaea? In Remdik, everyone older than a great-grandfather is addressed as a forefather.”

“What’s the name of this apparition?” asked Jonathan.

“Ivanov.”

The apparition floating in the middle of the sky piped up in response to Jonathan’s question.

Then, he muttered a string of Remdikian, and the three men on the ice raised their heads and shot Jonathan murderous glares.

Karl was about to translate for Jonathan when the latter stopped him.

Instead, Jonathan stared at the apparition and said dismissively, “You’re just a Divergent Spirit. Why are you floating so high in the sky? We can have our discussion on the ground.”

“How dare you, Jonathan!”

Along with his bellow, Antoine made a move to strike Jonathan with his long sword. However, he froze in his tracks once he heard a cold harrumph in the sky.

Ivanov slowly lowered himself to the ground under Jonathan’s cold gaze.

Jonathan said, “By the way, if you want to protect the lives of these fools, then drop the Remdikian. I don’t understand a word of it.”

spoke, Ivanov’s apparition suddenly dissipated. A moment later, it materialized in thin air and looked more human-like

air,

and Ivanov stared intently at each other. The latter’s

beast’s

silence by

so devoid of emotion

“Yes,” replied Jonathan coldly.

you’d speak Chanaean. That makes things considerably simpler.

Chanaean decades

reply caused Jonathan to

there had been no leader before Jonathan. Naturally, his knowledge of the area and its history extended to, at best, fifty years

war strategies against Remdik in the past, Jonathan and his men had

with the excuse of protecting an important citizen. Their military forces remained in the area for a whole month and only retreated when they almost ignited

and there was little useful information that military successors could glean

advancements generally favored the analysis of the Battle of River

the apparition before him had been a participant in the Horbah Incident a century

more than welcome to give it

guffawed after his comment on

powerful ancient families if you can recognize my Divergent Spirit form. You wouldn’t

practiced by cultivators whose cultivation level was at least the advanced phase of Divine Realm. The cultivator would first condense his spiritual energy, blood essence, and part of his spiritual sense. It would then be stored in a unique spatial magical item and crafted into a Divergent Spirit. Spirit Diverging was

incredibly fearsome, Jonathan reckoned his opponent was only

not have recklessly taunted a powerful,

interested in your deductions. Since you’ve split out a portion of your spirit and placed it in Antoine as a safeguard, I can

him softly, “Mr. Goldstein, I’ve planted backup around this area. Just give the word, and

at his subordinate, while Ivanov

Realm cultivator is joining our midst? You Chanaeans are an interesting lot and I’ll give you that. Why don’t

“I don’t,” confessed Jonathan.