The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 943-“Run!” the old man shouted before turning around and dashing backward.

He was the only one who was in a panic.

If the others did not take cover and opted instead to expend further spiritual energy to maintain the trap formation, nothing would happen to them.

Though the force of the explosion would be immense, they would only be thrown off their feet and sustain serious injuries at worst rather than losing their lives.

However, it was ruined by his call to flee.

Being in the trap formation, the old man would not have survived if the bomb had gone off.

His call to flee was not only in concern for the lives of over thirty men under him but also to have them disrupt the formation so he could escape unharmed.

With a deafening blast, the bomb went off.

The air compressed violently. A shockwave spread outward in an instant.

Except for the old man, the three dozen cultivators of Grandmaster Realm were struck by the shockwave.

Aside from several who stumbled backward, a majority maintained the spirit shield with all their strength even while running for their lives.

Upon receiving the order to retreat, most of them turned their backs toward the center of the explosion.

Those who were struck by the blast were sent flying into the air, howling in pain.

Steaks of golden light swirled at the center of the blast. It was the strange bronze handbell hanging above Jonathan’s head.

Though the bronze handbell could deter most defenses, the shock of Jonathan’s strike transmitted onto himself.

Crack!

Following the sound of shattering glass, he flew through the windows of the airport terminal and landed on the counter.

was knocked senseless from the impact. Blood spilled from every orifice and made

Strength within him to survive the blast. Only then

the blast, he was ill-prepared for the sheer force that

bronze handbell above his

at that moment—he was truly

Jonathan. Just as they were about to step forward to examine the situation, a figure entered through the hole Jonathan had flown through and landed beside

causing him to spew a geyser of blood onto the flickering

beside him. As Jonathan could not marshal his Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon

Jonathan. His eyes no longer contained the calm they had

he was about to have a breakthrough but members of the

that day, the old man’s cultivation level had deteriorated steadily until he stagnated at

diminish over time until he died an unknown cripple. But the tsar of Remdik

entitled to a

for—the medicine capable of

his body was beyond repair. Therefore, he had nothing to lose and was willing to

on Jonathan’s every move so he could arrive at Ballachov

did not expect Jonathan to be capable of creating

by Jonathan before

light around Jonathan flickered frantically. It had turned into a shadow

time, a soft thud sounded behind the

he saw a man in a cape approaching

the old man asked,

Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly as

glint flashed across Vassily’s eyes when he heard his name, which

believe somebody still

gazed at Jonathan’s wretched figure on the ground. “Since Remdik Emperor’s reign, you are the only one capable of attaining the absolute phase of Divine Realm within

bow as a sign of respect to the legendary figure before

left hand. Aside from his thumb, the other four fingers were