The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 722-“Follow you?” Sean visibly panicked when he heard what Jonathan had said. “I-I don’t know…”

“How could you not know?” Jonathan smiled. “Your physique is very suitable for cultivation. If you follow me, I can bring you to the city to live there and teach you everything I know. What do you say?”

The reason he offered that proposal was that he couldn’t bear letting someone as talented as Sean to languish in Phoebus Sect, which was about to be destroyed.

Additionally, Sean was exceptionally sensible, which endeared him to Jonathan further.

Sean shook his head somewhat cluelessly. “I don’t know… How about… I’ll ask my master first before getting back to you.”

Master? Jonathan sighed resignedly. Whether his mentor is Sofus or Vladimir, neither of them is coming back. “Fine. I’ll let you think about my offer, then. I have matters to attend to, so I’ll be going now. Once I’m done, I’ll return here and ask you about it again.”

“Okay,” Sean replied with a smile. “See you, Sir.”

Jonathan nodded and leaped dozens of meters away before dropping past the misty cliff next to Triplex Manifesta.

When Jonathan’s figure disappeared into the mist, the cuteness and bashfulness on Sean’s countenance swiftly vanished. A look of murderous intent then swirled in his eyes.

“Seeing that Phoebus Sect’s ring is on his finger, I bet he killed Vladimir already. Yet, he tried to take me in as his disciple.” As he muttered to himself, he stared at his small hand. “I’ve only woken up recently, so I’m still too weak. I must remain patient for now!”

A deep voice abruptly rang out from behind him. “Why are you daydreaming instead of sweeping the floor, Sean?”

“Huh? Someone told me he wanted to take me away, Master…”

Speedily, he put on his innocent and bashful facade again before turning to face the cultivator behind him.

Standing outside the formation’s white, misty wall, Jonathan brought out a square formation plate.

“Open!” After he gestured a technique, a tunnel appeared on the wall.

Using the formation plate as a bond, he instantly enveloped the entire formation in his consciousness the moment he stepped out of the white mist.

saw was that the lush Flaming Tree

that had existed since ancient times was sucked dry,

that a quarter of the Four Symbols Formation had been annihilated, Jonathan enveloped

rune had darkened, the formation’s foundation was destroyed, and Joselle was

the land in the middle of Summerbank Abyss flashed past Jonathan’s mind. Finally, he saw a man and a woman

from beast skin. An odd spear made from a tree branch and a sharp stone was in

she was none

her was a bloody man fighting against a

a faint

numerous negative auras. Violence, insanity, murderous intent… He must be

the formation plate in his hand, he

fruit while sitting on a rock watching the battle, abruptly snapped her sight

she ordered, “Slave, kill

Ryan grabbed the demon wolf’s paws and bit

teeth grew wildly. A dozen short fangs instantly took shape, tearing his

result, his mouth became three times

wailing, he severed the beast’s

creature passed away, it used all its

at

on Ryan’s shoulder like a corpse,

the blood essence he absorbed from the demon wolf. His face, which was

and stood next to Joselle as though he had no

so as not to get possessed. Then, to take his revenge on Jonathan, he came to Summerbank Mountain. However, he accidentally stumbled into

there. On the other hand, Ryan

asked him to heal himself at the Flaming Tree, he already sensed she was planning to

to interact

taste of the Flaming Tree’s powerful regenerative ability, he

day, he would intentionally provoke powerful demon beasts in Summerbank Abyss and then fight them as if he couldn’t care less about dying. After each victory, he would consume the demon beast’s life essence to increase his

would crawl back to the Flaming