The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 909-At that moment, the heavens and earth contained within Jonathan’s spiritual sense had lost their color.

Under normal circumstances, his spiritual sense had a range of about a hundred meters. But now, it continued to expand infinitely, unbound by any borders.

Closing his eyes, Jonathan felt himself grow exponentially, while the surrounding werewolves, trees, and flowers seemed to miniaturize in contrast.

Following that, the mountains, rivers, deserts, and oceans shrunk at his feet, turning the concept of size into nothing but a vague idea.

When he opened his palms, Jonathan could feel that entire planet revolving in his hands.

The sun and the moon were right by his side, while stars sparkled brightly in space.

In the blink of an eye, the galaxy turned on itself, causing the countless stars to flow through the gaps of his fingers as if they were sand blown away by the gentle breeze.

The state of mind he was in made him feel omnipotent as if he was the creator of the planet.

Immersed in the mysterious sensation, Jonathan left his mind blank as he allowed his physical body to merge with nature and absorb its will.

Suddenly, Jonathan, through his spiritual sense, detected gentle ripples in the infinite space around him.

The sensation was similar to someone bumping into a stretched membrane that had no boundaries.

As Jonathan thrust Heaven Sword forward, the ripple gradually faded away.

However, a sharp blade pierced through his heart next.

Lowering his head to look at his chest, he saw an empty hole.

His heart was hanging outside his body as if something was squeezing it.

Boom!

His heart subsequently exploded into a mist of blood right before his eyes.

Standing in the void, he looked around in confusion as strength and spiritual energy flowed out of him rapidly.

An icy sensation enveloped his body while the stars and sun around him began to fade away.

next moment, Jonathan felt a

shape quickly, Jonathan returned to

from before filled

of werewolves charging at him, while his surroundings returned to the way they used

“Awoo!”

it, a werewolf had pounced on him and sunk its

over on the ground, Jonathan lay in the middle of the frosty snow and allowed the werewolves to rip

on him, then

been pinned down by

screamed when she sensed Jonathan’s aura fading

hesitation, she brandished her broken blade and charged at the horde

through the neck of one werewolf, severing its huge head from its

were just too many werewolves

an accelerated process, there was no way Ksana could hold back the werewolves’ hysterical

a few attacks, a werewolf she had just cut down

it and ripped off a huge amount of

of blood that filled the air caused the werewolves to grow even

in agony, Ksana raised her leg in an attempt to kick her attacker

back. It then opened its jaws wide and sank its

spewed into the air, Ksana collapsed onto the ground

bit of her strength to drive the spiritual energy in her meridian into a

going to die, she felt that detonating herself

but she could also blow up the werewolves around her as a final act of

Charleigh stood quietly on a huge boulder

the short duration, Jonathan and Ksana had killed close to three hundred Grandmaster

huge loss could incapacitate any

were furrowed. He wasn’t lamenting the loss of the three hundred warriors. Instead, he was perplexed that the number was

could he convince

even lost one-third of the troops. Jonathan has clearly not lived up to his reputation. The legend of Asura

wield his magic by gesturing the signs for an arcane

wanted to capture Jonathan alive together with the other werewolves so

in

spiritual energy flooded out of Charleigh, a complex-looking arcane array

unleashed it, an explosion could be heard in the dark