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.

Mr. Goldstein. There’s no rule or law, nor status or identity. You’ve got no other place to go other than this. Please

Mystic Dimension?

eyed the monk in front of him

in the main writings of

technique that could only be comprehended by cultivators of the

could be understood as a unique realm formed entirely

it could also be

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

could use Mystic Dimension to comprehend the laws of

could pull other cultivators’ 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

hundreds of thousands of eons in the real world would have far exceeded the existence of the universe at the

Dragon Technique, no

cultivation of Mystic Dimension were too

attaining the advanced phase of

alone disqualified most

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

then, sitting cross-legged across from Jonathan was

truly

inhaled deeply. Then, he

both illusory

“Yes and no.”

his hand lightly, upon which a tender sprout

ground beneath Jonathan’s feet started

grasslands, mountains, skies, and many more manifested one after another

eyes at

had once entered the illusionary

there was no sensation of

various bugs

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

believing the monk if the latter were to say that they were in the real

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

your spiritual energy and spiritual sense can accurately discern the inside

spoke, he opened his clasped hands. Unexpectedly, the butterfly trapped in his palms had disappeared, replaced by a

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