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!

his report, the young man

energy surged, radiating from the young man. Raging heat waves shrouded the entire area, plunging the escarpment into a furnace in the

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

resist the overwhelming heat. Despite being a cultivator in God Realm, he still had a tough time withstanding the scorching

prop himself up, he had his left knee and right hand on the ground. The droplets of sweat dripping from the tip of his

started to

the young man had burnt through the old man’s spirit shield and singed his

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

walked

if Holy Blood is not within my sight in

and the remaining energy pulses had dispersed, the old man slowly rose to

to his right palm and

this time, Paurius!” he

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

temperature there had stabilized at negative thirty to forty degrees all

freezing temperature. After all, as a cultivator at his cultivation

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

to lose heat, and

storage ring and started a fire in a spot sheltered from the wind. Once the fire was blazing, he carried Ksana closer to the fire and took a

brows when

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

into Ksana’s meridians. His spiritual energy, cultivated using Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, possessed an incomparable level of purity. When his spiritual energy crossed paths with

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

that, without Ksana’s will, her spiritual energy was akin to

it continues in this vein, she’s only waiting for death to come

you want to know the origins of Holy Blood? Then help me out by giving me some life

his wits’ end, Jonathan

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