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.

item—in the

did not block Jonathan’s Pryncyp, causing

to see that the scene

the spirit stone in hand, Vikas spat out a mouthful

“What’s wrong, Vikas?”

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

my Kore,

on the ground with beads

the Divine Realm, I can reach

out of Vikas’ mouth, and

debt, he did not interact much with anyone. This went on

past, Vikas had no fear even when

he could reach Divine

Jonathan’s attack

would be forever trapped in God Realm’s middle phase.

Vikas’ Kore in the illusion. He now had a helpless look on his face, confused as to what

his mind told him to turn around, and that

joined them in the area at one

looked like he was around twenty-three or twenty-four. He was wearing a pair of snow-white pants,

you Jonathan Goldstein?” the young man

questioned, warily

the scent of death

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 figure out what in the world was the

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

young man

answering Jonathan, the young

guessing that the 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

Realm?” Jonathan queried

a man who had Summerbank Abyss under his control, but he did not think that the place he was at had

was nothing but a

Jonathan’s words, the young man turned

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

if I don’t want

Sword as its spiritual energy

of his spiritual energy, Jonathan

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

to the records Jonathan had read, Divine Realm

Divine Realm cultivator could easily dish out a Pryncyp. In other words, a Divine Realm cultivator

to be a sitting duck. That was

him, he was going to fight him to

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