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!

sword extended outward from the void and deflected the spear

dropped onto the ground along

It was Jonathan!

Bam!

was crushed to pieces before he stood up slowly.

roared so loudly that his voice echoed throughout the central

rushed into his brain, he howled furiously and

chanted his

distorted, eventually forming an enclosed space that

a spiritual force field that Jonathan had used. It was

aura rising from Ryan’s body. It had been less than three months since I headed to Lumonburg. When Quinton tried assassinating me back then, he was only in the advanced phase of Superior Realm cultivation level. Yet, in less

cultivation appeared after the foundation of the natural order was shattered. Because the spiritual energy in 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

technique. As a result, any attempt to kill and absorb a cultivator’s spiritual energy grew incredibly difficult. Thus, some people started changing their cultivation methods, opting to absorb ordinary people’s blood essence to boost their cultivation instead. After all, ordinary people were but ants in

life in their pursuit of power. Those individuals were later known as evil cultivators. Cultivators on the side of good began fighting against the evil cultivators for shaking the foundation of the cultivation world. The flame of destruction that followed burned the lives of many. It was a war that lasted for nearly a hundred years. After the great war ended, all cultivators who fought for the

moment, Ryan had turned into a red-eyed,

me ask you something, Ryan. Did you

roared with fury, his spiritual energy rose continuously. The clothes on his body were gradually

his body. They were corroding his flesh

a single spot, forming a giant claw