The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 806-Upon hearing that voice, Jonathan turned back and saw the red-clothed monk he had buried alive earlier had reemerged.

However, at that moment, the monk was stark naked, and he was clasping his hands together while standing on a rooftop.

“Heh, what an elegant sight. Your religion sure is quite open if you can display yourself in that manner,” Jonathan mocked.

“Surely, you jest.” The monk stepped toward him on golden tiles. “The body is but a vessel. Through cultivation, one can learn to ascend beyond earthly concerns and desires. If one doesn’t possess an ego, one won’t mind how others look at them.”

The other God Realm monks slowly backed away with their hands clasped.

Then, a red malevolent aura began rising from the naked monk. In a blink of an eye, that aura enveloped his entire body.

Crack!

The instant Jonathan turned in the direction of the cracked roof tile, he saw a palm flying straight toward his throat.

“Scram!” Without delay, he swung Heaven Sword at the monk’s arm.

Since the Pryncyp of Slaughter was active, the malevolent aura could only block Heaven Sword for a moment before the blade sliced the monk’s arm off.

Then Jonathan slashed the monk’s neck with his blade.

In a snap, the monk’s head was severed. A tall fountain of blood gushed into the sky from his neck.

Concurrently, a handprint appeared on Jonathan’s chest.

Pfft!

Jonathan’s vitality was dispersed by that assault. As he flew backward, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When his spiritual sense swept past the monk, he was stunned. The palm strike was powerful, but it wasn’t deadly. He knows how sharp my Heaven Sword is, yet he still sacrificed his life to land a blow on me. Did he have a death wish?

Then he noticed something odd. Wait a minute. I remember cutting off five of his fingers earlier, yet his hand seems undamaged. Does he have a secret regeneration technique?

Upon crashing into a building and landing on the ground, Jonathan activated the bronze handbell and charged forward again.

he witnessed the monk’s severed head and fingers reattaching themselves to the corpse by the power of

were still bleeding, Jonathan could tell the monk’s life

the malevolent aura returned to the monk’s body, and he stood before Jonathan again,

God Realm monks saw that, they clasped their hands and began

expectations. Even a Divine Realm cultivator wouldn’t have been able to pull that off, much less

I don’t know what price he’s paying to

ended there, he

sprinted in the same direction as him while appearing

cultivators pulled out their

duo’s escape, they would be able to slay the two

thundering chime was heard just as the combatant’s weapons clashed against each

felt as if his spiritual sense was blasted apart, and he

chime and saw that the sound was generated by the bell in the Seboxia statue’s

meat paste by the chime. If

to drop from his body,

effect of his ability. His body

red malevolent aura rushed toward the chunks of flesh, turned them into

Jonathan kept his guard up against the monk, his spiritual sense landed on the nameless

moment, she had lost the ability to move. However, she was flying toward the Seboxia statue

to life because there was an

why Damoyed asked me to bring the girl to the statue? Jonathan thought

was still regenerating. Hence, Jonathan used that window of opportunity to locate the secret

pointing at…” was the

when Jonathan raised his head, he saw all four of the statue’s hands pointing

give up now. At most, I’ll just have to search through four different areas. Once I grab the antidote, I

the first hand was pointing at and arrived at a

there

carved onto the gravestone, but he couldn’t understand any because it was written in West Region’s

invisible barrier on the gravestone. Is there a secret entrance here? Isn’t it a bit too much for these worshippers to disguise

sensing the God Realm cultivators approaching him from behind, he

he used spiritual energy to pull out a white,

was raised from the underground, an immense life force surged along his spiritual energy