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.

was the only option he didn’t want

to Hossom, Prima was no longer a target of his

with Prima’s help, they had been in each other’s company for only

a year scouring for this

to visit her grandfather, Hossom

Crowsaint, she would accompany her grandfather

him about some anecdotes she came across, intentionally bicker with him, share delicious food,

move from afar so as to get her trust for

would even use a recording device to record her every move and glance, then

dedicated his whole self to being a

preparation resulted in him knowing Prima

could get her to fall head over heels for him in

behind each of her

that one year, there were some scenes that also boggled

spending a day with her grandfather, Prima’s eyes would be

was Seboxiasm’s high priestess. She would receive tens of thousands of support when she returned, so she shouldn’t have that look in

him to elope with her, he merely thought of her as a

shoes, Hossom wasn’t aware Prima was

her there with

Prima’s eyes, Bazar Temple, which everyone considered a

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

gave it to him,

look at Prima floating beside him, Hossom

Prima? I, Hossom Hoffman, am

Swoosh!

sound echoed throughout the

was a bloodied arrow shot through Hossom’s

forceful impact

Cough!

body pumping. The moment the arrow struck the right side of his chest, the pressure immediately forced the

energy’s circulation was disrupted abruptly due to the injury,

spiritual energy to grab onto Prima, but he was a second too late. Yet, in the end, he could only watch

Boom!

Hossom crashed onto the ground. The inertia from his high-speed sprinting sent him rolling

spiritual sense was honed

Boom!

beneath Prima in the split second

shot up from underground, eliciting a cloud

Whoosh!

inhaled each breath with a hand clasped

their breaths with their elixir field, I almost suffocated from the crushing

each breath. The image his

with a smile, “Hossom, why did you

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

Hossom waved his right hand, and a storage