The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 758

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

condensed magical item did not block Jonathan’s Pryncyp, causing the

the ground, Jonathan looked back, only to see that the scene faded once again, now replaced by the churning

the spirit stone in hand, Vikas spat out a mouthful of blood, his face

“What’s wrong, Vikas?”

rushed toward Vikas and checked the latter’s wrist. However, Vikas pushed him

ruined my

on the ground with beads of sweat

Realm, and once I enter the Divine

Vikas’ mouth, and

slightest when it came to cultivation. Moreover, to avoid being in anyone’s debt, he did not interact much with anyone. This went on for

past, Vikas had no fear even when his

believed he could reach Divine

Jonathan’s attack

and from then on, he would be forever

the illusion. He now had a helpless look

mind told him to turn around,

had joined them

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

Jonathan Goldstein?” the

are you?” Jonathan questioned, warily looking at

scent of death coming

waterfall, and sometimes, it felt as

item—in the hands of the

Jonathan, the young

Jonathan, the young

next person to achieve Divine Realm 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

Jonathan queried in

his control, but he did not think that the place he was at had anything to do with

Jonathan, the place was nothing but a dead

Jonathan’s words, the young man turned

me introduce myself. I am one of West Region’s God-King, Amiel. Your

if I don’t want to

as its spiritual energy swirled in

spiritual energy, Jonathan could guess that he was of Divine Realm from the speech he gave

Realm. Although he had Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique and was technically far more powerful than

Jonathan had read, Divine Realm cultivators were cultivators

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

to be a sitting duck. That was not

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

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