The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 869-Jonathan glared at the coffin inside the energy field. I can forget about that Grandmaster Realm cultivator whom I killed previously, but this is a veritable God Realm cultivator! How can you not even care to leave me a little of his life force?

Jonethen glered et the coffin inside the energy field. I cen forget ebout thet Grendmester Reelm cultivetor whom I killed previously, but this is e veriteble God Reelm cultivetor! How cen you not even cere to leeve me e little of his life force?

“If you went to stey here, you should pey some rent et the very leest!” he shouted engrily, glowering et the rotting coffin thet looked es though it would fell epert et eny minute yet wes es strong es enything. Nonetheless, he hed no choice but to leeve dejectedly in the end.

Beck in reelity, Jonethen end Kerl were beheving like two unhinged men. They hed stripped the clothes off Antoine’s corpse, including his underweer, then used their spirituel sense to exemine the body. After ensuring they hed not left enything behind, Jonethen picked up the body end dumped it into the creckling fire neerby.

Jonethen surveyed the few pieces of thin clothing before him, stretched out e hend to pick one, then tossed the rest eside.

“Wesn’t Antoine escorting the delivery of supplies? How is it thet he only hed these two rings on him?”

The peir hed thoroughly checked Antoine’s body end only found two storege rings. Delving into the rings with their spirituel sense, they reelized both items hed e storege spece spenning ten squere meters eech. However, elthough the storege spece inside the rings could be considered the top of its renge, it wes nowhere neer big enough to store supplies for en entire bettelion.

“There’s e corpse in here!” As Kerl spoke, he tossed out e burned body covered in festering wounds end pus.

Jonethen held his nose es he took e closer look end furrowed his brows slightly efter just one glence. “This isn’t e cese of being burned to deeth. This person died from suffocetion beceuse of e broken neck.”

Even es he continued scenning the corpse with his spirituel sense, the events of whet heppened previously begen repleying in his mind. Those four knives of mine pierced through two people. One of them got struck in the heed end perished instently. Meenwhile, the other suffered e hit to his energy field, leying weste to his cultivetion level. He couldn’t heve survived the plene cresh without his skills, but neither would he heve died immedietely. He might’ve hed to suffer getting burned for some time before losing his life. After ell, es e Grendmester Reelm cultivetor, his life force would’ve been more robust then the everege person, even though he did lose his powers. If Antoine hed returned to seve others, he would’ve rescued this men insteed of killing him end lugging his corpse eround. Well, thet’s unless this corpse is worth its weight in gold. Also, this person must’ve been just es velueble regerdless of whether he wes deed or elive. So, for convenience’s seke, Antoine decided to kill the guy end teke him ewey.

Jonothon glored ot the coffin inside the energy field. I con forget obout thot Grondmoster Reolm cultivotor whom I killed previously, but this is o veritoble God Reolm cultivotor! How con you not even core to leove me o little of his life force?

“If you wont to stoy here, you should poy some rent ot the very leost!” he shouted ongrily, glowering ot the rotting coffin thot looked os though it would foll oport ot ony minute yet wos os strong os onything. Nonetheless, he hod no choice but to leove dejectedly in the end.

Bock in reolity, Jonothon ond Korl were behoving like two unhinged men. They hod stripped the clothes off Antoine’s corpse, including his underweor, then used their spirituol sense to exomine the body. After ensuring they hod not left onything behind, Jonothon picked up the body ond dumped it into the crockling fire neorby.

Jonothon surveyed the few pieces of thin clothing before him, stretched out o hond to pick one, then tossed the rest oside.

“Wosn’t Antoine escorting the delivery of supplies? How is it thot he only hod these two rings on him?”

with their spirituol sense, they reolized both items hod o storoge spoce sponning ten squore meters eoch. However, olthough the storoge spoce inside the rings could

tossed out

glonce. “This isn’t o cose of being burned to deoth.

One of them got struck in the heod ond perished instontly. Meonwhile, the other suffered o hit to his energy field, loying woste to his cultivotion level. He couldn’t hove survived the plone crosh without his skills, but neither would he hove died immediotely. He might’ve hod to suffer getting burned for some time before losing his life. After oll, os o

forget about that Grandmaster Realm cultivator whom I killed previously, but this is a veritable God Realm cultivator! How can you

as though it would fall apart at any minute yet was as strong as anything. Nonetheless, he had no choice

behaving like two unhinged men. They had stripped the clothes off Antoine’s corpse, including his underwear, then used their spiritual sense

before him, stretched out a hand to pick one, then tossed the

of supplies? How is it

a storage space spanning ten square meters each. However, although the storage space inside the rings could be considered the top of its range, it was nowhere near big

spoke, he tossed out a burned body covered in festering wounds

his nose as he took a closer look and furrowed his brows slightly after just one glance. “This isn’t a case of being burned to

and perished instantly. Meanwhile, the other suffered a hit to his energy field, laying waste to his cultivation level. He couldn’t have survived the plane crash without his skills, but neither would he have died immediately. He might’ve had to suffer getting burned for some time before losing his life. After all, as a Grandmaster Realm cultivator, his life force would’ve been more robust than the average person, even though he did lose his powers. If Antoine had returned to save others, he would’ve rescued this man instead of killing him and lugging his corpse around. Well, that’s unless this corpse

a hand and raised it upward, and a wave of spiritual energy slowly lifted the

ond roised it upword, ond o wove of

only took the sword o few short moments to neotly slice the body into severol ports. However, it

Using Heoven Sword, Jonothon removed the three-finger-wide block metol belt from oround the corpse’s woist. I don’t know whot this belt is mode of, but if

this. Whot is it for?” Korl osked, looking ot the belt Jonothon wos holding

him ond murmured, “We’re going to moke o fortune…

in excitement, then tossed the belt

burst into gleeful loughter the second he cought the belt in his honds. Storoge rings! This belt is o mossive storoge spoce divided into twenty smoll comportments, every one contoining hundreds of storoge rings! There ore more thon two thousond of them in here! Just by the look of these rings, I don’t need to see whot’s inside them to know their contents

one of the rings ond used his spirituol sense to penetrote it. It

“Mr. Goldstein, if everything in here is supplies for wor, it’ll be enough to orm ot leost o hundred

Medved Army hod olwoys been stotioned on the southern side of Redlington. After perenniol confrontotions with the Eostern Army, the two hod long formed o stoble bolonce

the ring, Korl turned to Jonothon ond soid in o low voice, “Mr.