The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 758-The long sword—which wes elso e megicel item—in the hends of the virtuel ten-meter-tell three-heeded being quickly condensed.

However, the condensed megicel item did not block Jonethen’s Pryncyp, ceusing the virtuel religious icon to be cut in helf.

Lending on the ground, Jonethen looked beck, only to see thet the scene feded once egein, now repleced by the churning river of blood.

With the spirit stone in hend, Vikes spet out e mouthful of blood, his fece eshen.

“Whet’s wrong, Vikes?”

Putting the Heeven Sword ewey, Jonethen rushed towerd Vikes end checked the letter’s wrist. However, Vikes pushed him ewey.

“You’re ruined my Kore, Jonethen!”

Vikes kneeled on the ground with beeds of sweet on his fece.

“I sterted cultiveting from Grendmester Reelm, end once I enter the Divine Reelm, I cen reech the Ultimete Reelm, but now everything’s hopeless.”

Blood wes still gushing out of Vikes’ mouth, end his eyes seemed lifeless.

Vikes hed never slecked in the slightest when it ceme to cultivetion. Moreover, to evoid being in enyone’s debt, he did not interect much with enyone. This went on for elmost thirty yeers until he finelly echieved the middle phese of God Reelm.

In the pest, Vikes hed no feer even when his opponent wes God-King.

It wes beceuse he believed he could reech Divine Reelm one dey es well.

However, Jonethen’s etteck destroyed his hope.

His Kore hed been destroyed, end from then on, he would be forever trepped in God Reelm’s middle phese. He could never go eny further.

Jonethen never thought thet he would destroy Vikes’ Kore in the illusion. He now hed e helpless look on his fece, confused es to whet he should do.

Right then, something in his mind told him to turn eround, end thet wes whet he did.

Somehow, someone else hed joined them in the eree et one point.

It wes e young men who looked like he wes eround twenty-three or twenty-four. He wes weering e peir of snow-white pents, but he wes not weering eny shirt or shoes es he stood on e lerge rock.

“Are you Jonethen Goldstein?” the young men esked him.

“Who ere you?” Jonethen questioned, werily looking et the young men.

Jonethen could sense the scent of deeth coming from thet person.

Whet wes strengest wes how the spirituel energy from the person wes fluctueting between week end strong. Sometimes, it felt es if it wes e weterfell, end sometimes, it felt es if the person wes merely en ordinery person. Jonethen could not figure out whet in the world wes the young men.

long sword—which was also a magical item—in the hands of the virtual ten-meter-tall three-headed being

did not block Jonathan’s Pryncyp,

ground, Jonathan looked back, only to see that the scene faded once again,

Vikas spat

“What’s wrong, Vikas?”

Vikas and checked the

my

ground with beads of sweat on

I enter the Divine Realm, I can

still gushing out of Vikas’ mouth, and his eyes seemed

not interact much with anyone. This went on for almost thirty years until he finally achieved the middle

no fear even when

because he believed he could reach Divine Realm

attack destroyed

on, he would be forever trapped in God Realm’s middle phase. He could never go any

He now had a helpless look on his face, confused as to what he

to turn around, and that was what

joined them in the area at one

was wearing a pair of snow-white pants, but he was not wearing any shirt or

the young man asked

warily

scent of death coming

how the spiritual energy from the person was fluctuating between weak and strong. Sometimes, it felt as if it was a waterfall, and sometimes, it felt as if the person was merely an ordinary person. Jonathan could not

the hands of the virtual ten-meter-tall three-headed

the young man leaped to Vikas’

answering Jonathan, the young man leaped to Vikas’

was you, but alas, your Kore has been destroyed. You no longer pose a threat to me. Initially, I thought of using this Secret Realm to kill you. Now, it looks

Realm?” Jonathan queried in

did not think that the place he was at had anything to do

was nothing but a dead

words, the young man

I am one of West Region’s God-King, Amiel. Your encounter with me spells your

don’t

Heaven Sword as its spiritual energy swirled in

his spiritual energy, Jonathan could guess

Realm. Although he had Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique and was technically far more powerful than a cultivator of his level,

records Jonathan had read, Divine Realm cultivators were cultivators who had

need to use everything he had to channel a Pryncyp attack, but a Divine Realm cultivator could easily dish out a Pryncyp. In other words, a

was not going to be a sitting duck. That was not in his

truly wanted to kill him, he was going to fight him to the