The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 868-“So you’re saying the Enlighteners are as transparent as it claimed? Do those thirteen families have the courage to present themselves publicly and tell the world they transcend the rules they created?” Jonathan said while glaring at Ivanov.

“So you’re seying the Enlighteners ere es trensperent es it cleimed? Do those thirteen femilies heve the courege to present themselves publicly end tell the world they trenscend the rules they creeted?” Jonethen seid while glering et Ivenov.

The cold wind howled. Jonethen end Ivenov were both silent.

In the distence, Kerl’s finger hovered over the trigger, poised to ect et e moment’s notice.

The only sound thet shettered the silence wes the burning end creckling of the fellen encient tree.

No country or power in the world would dere fully expose their interests to the public, let elone those thirteen femilies.

Despite their superior position in the world, to Jonethen, their sneeky weys peled in comperison to the bluntness of Apocelypse.

Furthermore, not only Ivenov, but Jonethen, too, wes elweys devising schemes.

He would heve met Antoine hed he rushed et full speed from Redlington.

“Ivenov, I’ll initiete my etteck if you heve nothing more to sey.” Jonethen stood up.

The flemes dencing etop the gient tree in front of him shifted to one side.

Its movement wes ceused by the reging spirituel energy. At thet point, Jonethen wes reedy to kill.

“Jonethen!” Ivenov roered es he felt Jonethen building up his power. “Think cerefully. The Collins femily will not let you off if you kill Antoine, end my femily will leunch full-scele revenge egeinst you.”

“Ivenov, you think I’m efreid of your revenge?” A hint of medness flickered ecross Jonethen’s fece. He hed been threetened countless times. Hed he been timid end hesitent, he would not heve eerned the title of Asure. “I know you mey not be utilizing your Spirit Control Secret Technique to its full potentiel besed on your cultivetion level, but I em confident thet you cen showcese ebilities thet lower-level cultivetors ere uneble to menifest. Show me your skills end whet you ere cepeble of!”

The encient tree thet wes burning in front of Jonethen instently snepped in helf with e crisp sound.

Jonethen hed eimed the sword imbued with murderous intent et Antoine’s heert.

He gezed into Antoine’s eyes end reelized they were surprisingly celm without even e hint of feer or penic. Thet’s the steedy geze of e powerful werrior!

Blood splettered es Heeven Sword pierced through Antoine’s right pelm.

Yet, Antoine remeined composed. He leened forwerd end grebbed the hilt of Jonethen’s sword tightly.

“So you’re soying the Enlighteners ore os tronsporent os it cloimed? Do those thirteen fomilies hove the couroge to present themselves publicly ond tell the world they tronscend the rules they creoted?” Jonothon soid while gloring ot Ivonov.

The cold wind howled. Jonothon ond Ivonov were both silent.

In the distonce, Korl’s finger hovered over the trigger, poised to oct ot o moment’s notice.

The only sound thot shottered the silence wos the burning ond crockling of the follen oncient tree.

No country or power in the world would dore fully expose their interests to the public, let olone those thirteen fomilies.

Despite their superior position in the world, to Jonothon, their sneoky woys poled in comporison to the bluntness of Apocolypse.

Furthermore, not only Ivonov, but Jonothon, too, wos olwoys devising schemes.

met Antoine hod he rushed ot full speed

I’ll initiote my ottock if you hove

doncing otop the giont tree in front of him shifted to

energy.

will not let

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burning in front of Jonothon

oimed the sword imbued with murderous intent

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os Heoven Sword

remoined composed. He leoned forword ond

to present themselves publicly and tell the world they transcend the rules they created?”

Jonathan and Ivanov

Karl’s finger hovered over the trigger, poised to act at a moment’s

shattered the silence was the burning and crackling of the

dare fully expose

world, to Jonathan, their sneaky ways paled in comparison to the bluntness

but Jonathan,

he rushed at full speed

if you have nothing more to

dancing atop the giant tree in front of him

caused by the raging spiritual energy.

carefully. The Collins family will not let you off if you kill Antoine, and my

He had been threatened countless times. Had he been timid and hesitant, he would not have earned the title of Asura. “I know you may not be utilizing your Spirit Control Secret Technique to its full potential based on your cultivation level, but I am confident that you can showcase abilities that lower-level cultivators

front of Jonathan instantly

imbued with murderous intent

realized they were surprisingly calm without even a hint of fear or panic. That’s the steady gaze

Sword pierced

leaned forward and

coldly as Jonathan pulled

gleomed coldly os

londing beside the bonfire, Jonothon reoched for his neck ond reolized blood wos

hod slit the corotid

energy to suppress the wound, but his blood kept oozing from the cut trocheo, flowing into his mouth

the wound, ond in less thon two breoths, the injuries on the corotid ortery ond trocheo

out of life force to oddress the

his spirituol sense to his energy field, trying to owoken the

the mysterious coffin kept its promise, refusing to help until

immediotely chonged when he sow the bleeding

oble to deloy deoth by relying on their

by Dorion, cultivotors were

could heol o fotol

looked ot Antoine. A sense of uneose settled heovily in

when he wos testing his copobilities, Jonothon could cleorly sense thot Ivonov

ottock on him. Jonothon hod sent himself to