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.

thing he saw was that the

had existed since ancient times was

Symbols Formation had been annihilated, Jonathan enveloped his consciousness in the valley

formation’s foundation was destroyed, and

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

curvy body were clothes made from beast skin. An odd spear made from a tree branch and a sharp stone

course, she was none other

a bloody man fighting against a

a faint trace of the

released a long breath when he sensed the man’s numerous negative auras. Violence, insanity, murderous intent… He

formation plate in his hand, he

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

ordered, “Slave,

demon wolf’s paws and bit

teeth grew wildly. A dozen short fangs instantly

mouth became three times its original

demon wolf’s wailing,

the creature passed away, it used all its remaining strength to chomp on his

though Ryan didn’t notice the pain at all. He didn’t dodge or show any signs of

lay on Ryan’s shoulder like

he absorbed from the demon wolf.

to Joselle as though he had

take his revenge on Jonathan, he came to

cultivators, yet they could only barely survive there. On the other hand,

to heal himself at the Flaming Tree, he already

he didn’t want to interact with Joselle too much back

he had a taste of the Flaming

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 cultivation

he would crawl