The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 818-Jonathan paled when he saw the blood in his palm. Aetomoye should be in control of these blood mists, yet they’ve easily gathered in my hand. There’s only one place he could’ve gone to!

As he remained still, he looked inward and saw his blood, bones, and meridians in his mind.

With a blink of an eye, he examined his entire body, inside and out.

He was starting to comprehend the situation. My blood is flowing slower! Did Aetomoye enter my bloodstream?

As he pondered that possibility, he heard Aetomoye’s sneer in his mind. “Yes, I’m in your bloodstream right now.”

“How is that possible?” Jonathan’s expression shifted as he searched for Aetomoye in his blood but found nothing unusual.

“Stop wasting your time. I have complete mastery over Pryncyp of Blood. As long as there is fresh blood around to act as a medium, I’m functionally immortal. In any case, I’ve become one with you the moment I entered your body. To put it another way, the universe has tacitly agreed that I can live within the body I come in contact with! You want to kill me, don’t you, Jonathan? Well, I’m curious to see how you’ll kill yourself!” uttered Aetomoye smugly.

Jonathan was dumbfounded. He’s saying I have to kill myself to kill him? What kind of bullsh*t is this? I’ve heard of self-sacrifices before, but this is ludicrous!

No one outside of Divine Chessboard knew what was going on inside.

Instead of busting out of the encirclement, Hossom and Prima returned to Divine Chessboard again because their paths were blocked.

Divine Chessboard was only two meters in length and width. Its brilliant, omnidirectional glow was isolating itself from the outside world.

The bloody mist spreading on the chessboard had vanished entirely by that point. All that was left was Jonathan, standing in the middle of the board with his eyes closed and sword in hand.

“You won! You’re awesome, Mr. Goldstein!” Hossom pressed his body on the half-transparent light barrier and howled while Prima stood beside him.

“I can’t believe you manage to erase that baldy from existence! You’re my idol, Mr. Goldstein!” His excited shouting reverberated through the ruins as he slammed his fist on the light barrier.

When the thirty or so Grandmaster Realm cultivators saw that, they put on their guards instead of charging forward.

Jonathan, they couldn’t deny Jonathan was the only person left

spot with his eyes closed. They

got a few good hits on me, you know? Open

Jonathan remained unresponsive, as

monks gradually reacted to

they could tell Jonathan was very likely immobile. As they wielded their

sensing the enemy’s hostility, Hossom panted and pulled Prima to his

fine by me. I need you to help me watch my back while I attack first. If I get hurt, you have to save me like

swords, he pushed the black spear

don’t need to worry about the enemy behind you!” yelled Hossom

battle

Jonathan and Aetomoye were standing on

mental construction, but the two figures standing on it were as

like an illusion. Visible, but

noisy, Jonathan,” Aetomoye sneered. “If you don’t accept my condition, I’ll just keep living inside you. You better think this through, Jonathan. I can change the speed of your blood flow and create blood clots whenever I wish! In fact, I can

Divine Chessboard?” Jonathan

I’ll only leave your body if

swirled in Jonathan’s eyes as

making a vow seemed simple, it was basically the equivalent

didn’t want to let Aetomoye go. If he did it to protect his life, he would be planting the fear of

who absorbed energy from the

wouldn’t be able to raise their cultivation

no other ideas

as he was deep in thought, he heard Hossom’s voice saying, “I think I’ve come to realize your style, Sir. No matter what you do, you’ll always want to be the grand finale. That’s fine

the pointless sh*t he uttered in the past, he finally said something helpful. Anyway, when I saved him earlier, I used the life force kept inside that mysterious coffin.