The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 814-Jonathan was bewildered at the odd sight within his body.

Even though he was clueless about the coffin’s nature, he understood that anything that could gain Kenado’s utmost attention was special.

Jonathan worried if the coffin would cause any impact on his body with it being inside him.

He slowly drew some spiritual energy from the elixir field but didn’t sense any abnormalities. However, anyone would’ve felt uneasy having a coffin in their energy field.

Jonathan’s mood brightened slightly when the spiritual energy from the Spirit Rejuvenating Pills swiftly dissolved in his body.

As he wielded the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, the accumulation of spiritual energy quickly infiltrated into the surrounding sand.

Jonathan started unleashing the Earth Extrication Technique but didn’t sense the compact earth around his body softening at all.

He sharpened the focus on his surroundings and noticed a trace of a malevolent aura circling him.

That aura was the by-product of Aetomoye’s Pryncyp.

That red-robed monk sure is meticulous. He even thought about permanently sealing me here with Pryncyp. He overthinks.

Jonathan shook his right hand slightly, and the Pryncyp of Slaughter emerged once again.

Jonathan was shocked as he examined the long sword which embodied the Pryncyp of Strength.

His Pryncyp of Slaughter was no longer battered as before. Instead, it had refined to near perfection.

What is going on?

Jonathan looked down at his right hand with confusion.

Overhead, a crack sounded. A few clumps of sand fell from above.

Without hesitation, he stabbed the Pryncyp of Strength in his hand into the wall beside him.

That faint malevolent aura might be able to withstand the force of spiritual energy but burst like a bubble when faced with the Pryncyp of Slaughter.

In the meantime, at the ruins on the surface, the expression of Aetomoye, with a height of ten meters and a hundred distorted faces all over his body, turned grim.

Aetomoye let out a furious roar as he faced off against the attacks from three God Realm cultivators from Damos. He conjured a few bloody handprints in the air and sent the trio flying. With the trio down on the ground, he urgently turned around and flew toward the Seboxia statue.

At the edge of the second wall, every inch of Hossom’s body was covered in injuries.

As a Grandmaster with the secret technique of his family, his speed was his lifeline.

Yet, at that moment, he couldn’t increase his pace with Prima in tow.

Swinging the scrapers in his hands, he blocked one after another barrage of attacks from various weapons around him. He quickly retreated once he had Prima lifted with his spiritual energy.

With the successive assaults from a dozen Grandmasters, he couldn’t break through the wall they formed even if he possessed the most powerful cultivation methods.

His only choice was to ditch Prima if he wanted to evade his attackers’ pursuit.

only option he didn’t

was no longer

infiltrated the Bazar Temple with Prima’s help, they had been in each other’s company for only

truth, Hossom had expended a year scouring for this woman’s information before

to visit her grandfather, Hossom would be trailing after

time she arrived at Crowsaint, she would accompany her grandfather for

intentionally bicker

afar so as to get her trust for

record her every move and glance, then analyze her

whole self

year’s worth of preparation resulted in him knowing Prima better

fall head over heels for

the meaning behind each of her glances

one year, there were some scenes that also

grandfather, Prima’s eyes would be dead when she left

thousands of support when she returned, so she shouldn’t have that look in

her, he merely thought of her as

shoes, Hossom wasn’t aware

leave her there with a smile, realization finally

eyes, Bazar Temple, which everyone considered a

her free access past Crowsaint’s two walls was her only hope of

him, and he

head to look at Prima floating

Prima? I,

Swoosh!

sound echoed throughout the entire

sound was a bloodied arrow shot

forceful impact sent

Cough!

exercise had gotten the vitality in his body pumping. The moment the arrow struck the right side of his chest, the pressure immediately forced the blood

abruptly due to the injury, launching the

second too late. Yet, in the end, he could only watch as Prima rammed into the

Boom!

ground. The

sense was honed in on the floating

Boom!

beneath Prima in the split second before she impaled onto

up from underground, eliciting a

Whoosh!

storm. Jonathan greedily inhaled each breath

their breaths with their elixir field, I almost suffocated

fell heavily at each breath. The image

monks of Seboxiasm being cautious and didn’t dare to approach, Jonathan shouted at Hossom with a smile, “Hossom, why did you fling your

that didn’t work, he placed the top of his head on the floor and got himself into a

Hossom waved his right hand, and a