The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 879-Within Remdik, Mount Enly was a volcano that had lain dormant for thousands of years in the Darlita Range.

At over five thousand four hundred meters high, it was the highest peak in Epea.

As a matter of fact, Mount Enly was the only volcano in the world with a height exceeding three thousand meters, which was why it was dubbed “the World’s Furnace.”

However, that massive furnace had been completely carpeted with snow due to its proximity to Aizkovos.

Notably, the volcano was a well-known restricted area in Remdik. Along with most of the Darlita Range, it was a very mysterious spot in Epea due to the many losses of lives there.

Every year, countless adventurers journeyed into the mountain range, hoping to conquer it. Alas, they all ended up missing and never walked out of it.

At that moment, a young man stood at the edge of an escarpment halfway up Mount Enly, silently watching the snowfall.

Before the snowflakes could fall on the young man’s head, however, they would be repelled to the sides as though an invisible shield was enveloping him.

It seemed like there was a hidden wind-like barrier around the young man, flurrying snow away from him. Undoubtedly, it would be a mysterious sight to anyone who witnessed it.

Right then, a burst of spiritual energy rapidly approached the young man from a two-meter-square cave behind the escarpment.

In a matter of seconds, an old man zoomed out of the cave and stopped behind the young man.

“Master, I’ve received word from Paurius.”

As the young man slowly turned around to face the old man, he dismissed the energy surrounding him, allowing the snowflakes to land on his body. The moment the snowflakes came into contact with his shoulders, they vaporized, emitting a sizzling sound of a water droplet on a hot pan.

“Did he manage to catch her?” he asked impassively while walking toward the old man.

With every step he took, the knee-high snow would swiftly melt beneath his foot.

Shockingly, those puddles of melted snow had long vaporized into steam before he lifted his feet.

“Paurius didn’t manage to catch Ksana, and she had already leaked the secret of Holy Blood to Jonathan—”

Boom!

finish his report, the young man arrived right in front of

the entire area, plunging the escarpment into

The resulting liquid vaporized, and those curtains of steam flowed up into the atmosphere,

old man was forced to pull out all the stops— vehemently summoning spiritual energy—to resist the overwhelming heat. Despite being a cultivator in

on the ground. The droplets of sweat dripping from

a burnt smell started to

the young man had burnt through

his subordinates to pursue the duo. He said he was confident in bringing Jonathan’s and Ksana’s bodies back to the holy land in three days,” the old man

young man walked past the old

to end himself if Holy Blood is not

remaining energy pulses had dispersed, the old

his gaze to his right palm and

your own this time, Paurius!” he muttered

range twenty-five kilometers from Gerrain River, Jonathan was hiding in a naturally-formed limestone cave

The temperature there had stabilized at negative thirty to forty degrees

of the freezing temperature. After all, as a cultivator

who was lying in his arm, however, was still out cold. Her tumultuous spiritual energy could not protect her

to lose heat, and her breathing

spot sheltered from the wind. Once the fire was blazing, he carried Ksana closer

between his brows when

the turbulent spiritual energy in Ksana’s body but had no idea what to do with the black vein markings

to deal with the solvable problem first, Jonathan forcibly pumped spiritual energy into Ksana’s meridians. His spiritual energy, cultivated using Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, possessed an incomparable level of purity. When his spiritual energy

ten minutes, the previously-tempestuous spiritual energy within Ksana’s

akin

vein, she’s only waiting

you want to know the origins of Holy Blood? Then help me out

Jonathan negotiated with the

the incredible healing nature of life force, he would often badger the coffin for it. Yet, the coffin never once entertained his whining, behaving just like