The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 723-Ryan, who had just achieved Grandmaster Realm, understandably wasn’t going to agree to be a slave.

However, in the two weeks that followed, that naked, beautiful woman taught him what true strength meant, as their battles always ended in his crushing defeat.

Joselle had a miraculous technique that could heal someone’s wounds completely. Thus, she could always pull him back from the brink of death and return him to tip-top shape.

Of course, she didn’t do that out of kindness. She just wanted to torture him.

In the following days, he tried everything he could to kill her, such as ambushing her or using explosions.

However, every time, she would take him down before resuming her effort to turn him into a slave.

Finally, three days ago, Ryan gave up and voluntarily offered up blood essence and recognized her as his master.

While he retained independent thoughts, he wouldn’t dare to disobey Joselle anymore because his life was in her hands.

Smiling, she swung her feet playfully. “What a familiar aura.”

Those who weren’t aware of what she was would think she was just a harmless young girl if they witnessed that scene.

Upon leaping into the air, she hurled her spear in the direction of the void ahead.

Clang!

the void and deflected the spear to

onto the ground along

It was Jonathan!

Bam!

beneath his feet was crushed to pieces before he stood up slowly. Then,

Ryan roared so loudly that his voice echoed throughout the central region of Summerbank Abyss the

he howled furiously and charged toward

Jonathan chanted

space around Ryan was visibly blurred and distorted, eventually forming an

spiritual force field that Jonathan had

tried assassinating me back then, he was only in the advanced phase of Superior Realm cultivation level. Yet, in less than three months, he had reached the middle phase of the Grandmaster Realm cultivation level. In other words, his cultivation jumped four levels in a row. That is terrifyingly fast for someone’s

the world and cultivation resources were dwindling, a talented individual conceived a cultivation technique to steal other people’s spiritual energy. A spell, by its nature, is neither benevolent nor malevolent, but people can be one or another. Once that spell was unleashed to the world, countless cultivators considered it a shortcut to great power. After all, one can raise their cultivation level exceedingly fast by stealing other people’s cultivation foundations. At first, cultivators only killed and consumed the spiritual energy of those who deserved to die. However, as time passed, cultivators who had a taste of that rapid increase in strength started massacring people. Cultivators who lost their friends and families to the rampage

absorb ordinary people’s blood essence to boost their cultivation instead. After all, ordinary people were but ants

that lasted for nearly a hundred years. After the great war ended, all cultivators who fought for the side of good were praised and sincerely worshipped by all countries worldwide. That

had turned into a red-eyed,

me ask you something, Ryan. Did you kill Lynn?”

kill you!” As Ryan roared with fury, his spiritual

body. They were corroding

a single spot, forming a giant claw