The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 968

The Legendary Man Chapter 968-“Save… me…” Jonathan again implored the monk with much difficulty.

Slowly bending at the waist, the monk unhurriedly stretched out his right hand and lightly tapped Jonathan between the eyes.

Buzz!

With a soft whirr, Jonathan felt as though he was tumbling rapidly into an infinite abyss.

“No!” he roared.

In the next instant, he was stunned for a moment, for he was already seated on a bamboo chair at some point.

Across from him sat the monk in white robes with hands locked in a hand seal.

“You’re awake, Mr. Goldstein,” the monk remarked placidly.

Jonathan shot to his feet. In the blink of an eye, he retreated dozens of meters.

He gaped at his hands in astonishment as they were then whole and intact, not a scratch remaining.

“I’ve actually healed?” he exclaimed, scrutinizing his hands in elation.

Carefully sensing the spiritual energy within him, he felt like he seemingly possessed never-ending strength.

It was none other than the sensation of life force.

“Is that so?”

Behind him, the monk’s voice rang out once more.

Whirling around, Jonathan backed away again, beyond wary of the monk in front of him.

However, no sooner had he come to a stop than he realized that he was still standing before the monk.

Meanwhile, the monk remained sitting across from him with hands locked in a hand seal in meditation.

He glanced back over his shoulder, only to see the bamboo chair swaying slightly.

It was as though he had not budged an inch.

rule or law, nor status or identity. You’ve got

Mystic Dimension?

the monk in front

in

Dimension was an ultimate technique that could only be comprehended by cultivators of the Divine

could be understood as a unique realm formed entirely

aside, it could also be

world from the imagination of mentally-ill patients. Instead, it was a spiritual world for cultivators

Dimension to comprehend the

spiritual senses in and seal them within the dimension until their physical bodies died without

ancient times, there had been cultivators who often claimed to have experienced hundreds and thousands of eons. In truth, they were referring to the Mystic

would have far exceeded the existence of the universe at the

Dragon Technique, no

for the cultivation of Mystic

advanced phase of the Divine

alone

it were legendary figures. Even if they had died for millions of years, they were still very much respected whenever their names

cross-legged across from Jonathan was such

was truly something

inhaled deeply. Then,

we’re both illusory right

“Yes and no.”

hand lightly, upon which a tender sprout burgeoned steadily from the ground right before their

the tender sprout grew, the ivory-white ground beneath Jonathan’s feet

skies, and many more manifested one after another

Jonathan’s eyes at the sight of everything

he had once entered the illusionary

everything was as equally real, there was no

there were various bugs

spiritual sense unleashed, the flowers, plants, soil, and mountains all felt exceedingly

he would even have no qualms believing the monk if the latter were to say

a hand, the monk waited for a butterfly to land on his

a flower, and that’s the outward form we see. Considering your eyesight, all you see is just an object’s appearance. While your spiritual energy and spiritual sense can accurately discern the inside

clasped hands. Unexpectedly, the butterfly trapped in his palms had disappeared, replaced

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