The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 807-Chanaean… Transference Coffin?

Jonathan stared at the coffin before him. A powerful aura seemed to bind his meridians to the coffin tightly.

From where the Seboxia statue stood, a hunched elder suddenly zoomed across the sky, aiming his palm in Jonathan’s direction.

The deceptively simple attack instantly shrouded the area in darkness.

Jonathan looked up and spotted the palm coming right at him.

He felt helpless in the face of that impossibly large palm, which was tens of meters wide.

Despite its inconspicuous form, the attack had divided the skies and the land.

The attack perfectly manifested Pryncyp energy. Even as Jonathan wielded his Heaven Sword, supported by Pryncyp of Slaughter, he struggled to hold off the elder’s advance.

Jonathan channeled Pryncyp energy into his Heaven Sword as he once again prepared to meet the elder’s strike.

Unbeknownst to him, the coffin above his head glimmered and fired off several runes into the sky.

Above the Heaven Sword, the massive palm came into contact with the runes and suddenly evaporated into thin air.

The hunched elder was shaking as he glared at Jonathan. He still stood beside the Seboxia statue a distance away.

“Put down the Transference Coffin, Jonathan, and I can wipe the slate clean,” the elder bellowed.

Jonathan’s expression darkened as he sensed a faint and menacing aura from the elder.

While he still had no idea what the Transference Coffin was for, it was clearly important to the hunched elder.

However, the Transference Coffin appeared to have wrapped dozens of invisible tendrils around Jonathan, entangling itself with his meridians.

It appeared that Jonathan had no means of surrendering the coffin even if he wanted to.

On top of that, he could tell from the hunched elder’s aura that the latter was a Divine Realm cultivator. Releasing the coffin would only put Jonathan in greater danger.

His lips twitched with amusement as he patted the levitating coffin beside him and coughed awkwardly. “Well, you see, I’m sure you’re a Chanaean as well, good sir. Where is your hometown? I’m sure we could be considered fellow villagers.”

Under the scrutiny of a grand Seboxia statue, a Divine Realm cultivator, and seven God Realm cultivators, Jonathan began touching the Transference Coffin and chatting up the hunched elder.

It was an unimaginable sight that struck its audience dumb.

Courageous people were everywhere, but Jonathan was practically flirting with death.

Alas, they were unaware of Jonathan’s plight.

Meanwhile, the hunched elder still had his eyes on Jonathan, yet he had raised his left hand toward the sky. Jonathan’s gaze traced his opponent’s outstretched hand, and he was shocked to see the nameless girl from before floating in the sky.

was using his Pryncyp of Strength to keep the girl away from the Seboxia

point that Jonathan came

appeared severe enough to command a

to stop me if I try to

moved his feet slightly as that thought crossed

toward him. Seven magical items flew at him from all directions, blocking all possible

coffin away with me, but it just won’t let me go. Why don’t you sever its ties to me? I promise

hunched elder shot him a fierce glare before warning, “Don’t even dream of leaving this place alive once

Let me open the coffin and see what’s inside. Even if I end up dead,

he spoke, Jonathan resolutely brought his sword

Crack!

made contact, almost as if a pair of sturdy, metal weapons had clashed

strike surprised both Jonathan and the hunched elder in front of

reaction through his

his heart as he stared at the white mark left

only things that could counter his Heaven Sword were the

very hardy and

when he struck the coffin, which implied that the object had withstood his attack based on physical resistance

material would have been coveted for creating magical items, yet someone had turned it into

held a prominent figure

the items buried with the person must be worth a

the hunched elder. Then, he turned tail and ran while

“After him! I want him

items flung themselves at Jonathan with deadly

handbell tolled again and again, swathing Jonathan in a golden glow. Combined with the coffin that

the hunched elder stomped his right foot, sending invisible waves hurtling

shattered without warning. At the same time, a pillar of red light shot into the sky near the second outer wall until it reached the Heaven Sword, trapping Jonathan in a

It’s impossible for you to escape.” The hunched elder added, “Since you’re being so stubborn, we’ll take the

“Understood.”

Aetomoye, shrouded in a blood-red malevolent aura, strode toward Jonathan

Jonathan noticed red, cobweb-like

and uttered, “Apologies, Mr.

into a sea of blood-red mist that threatened to

Cr*p, I’m in danger!

revealed

heart thumped like a

an eye, numerous palm prints surfaced on Jonathan’s golden

so powerful that one round of attacks

streams of life aura churned in his elixir field, flooding the meridians throughout his body as though they had a mind of their own. It soothed Jonathan immensely, and he no longer

endless pool of life aura revitalizing his body gave Jonathan the urge to

connect to Jonathan’s meridians through the glowing

the waves of life aura and gripped the