The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1037-Jonathan no longer cared anymore.

It was clear why Seboxia had imprisoned him in the spiritual sense force field. He wanted to intimidate Jonathan and make him obey his orders.

Hence, it didn’t matter if Jonathan begged or acted unyielding because Seboxia would never let him go so easily.

In that case, I might as well act tougher.

Seboxia flicked his finger slightly, and the metal cage holding Jonathan shrank again.

The latter was already curled up into a ball at that moment. One would think that it wasn’t a human inside the cage if they didn’t take a good look.

“This is my force field, Jonathan. Time is under my control here. If we were in the outside world, you would have died in mere minutes because of the pain you’re suffering now. But I can make you suffer for hundreds of thousands of years while we’re here. I can make it so you have to live in agony every day. You’d better think it through. I’m a man of my word.”

Jonathan’s body was deformed from being locked in the tiny cage. He couldn’t open his mouth to speak even if he wanted to.

Even so, he managed to manipulate his throat to speak.

“You first damaged my Cor, and now you’re destroying my body. I don’t know what your ultimate goal is, but you just want to control me, don’t you? I’d love to try it too! I want to know where my limits lie! Since my Cor has been destroyed, I’ll wreck yours too! The longer you torment me, the more I will grow to hate you. I know that I’m important in your plans, Seboxia! I’ll repeat what I said to you. You won’t dare to kill me! Ahhh!”

Jonathan let out an agonizing scream as the cage shrank once more.

Blood and flesh flew in all directions. The man had already lost his human form and was now a crimson-red ball of flesh instead.

If such a gruesome thing had happened in the real world, even an immortal would die, let alone a cultivator or a mortal.

However, Jonathan was still alive since they were in Seboxia’s God Realm force field.

He could no longer tell where the excruciating pain was coming from anymore.

Broken bones hurt, and squeezed lungs made him feel stuffy. Nonetheless, these were nothing at that moment.

His organs, bones and flesh had long been lumped together.

Even his head was a part of this mass of mush, but Jonathan was still alive despite that.

As if in a dream, he had a first-person view of everything while being trapped in the cage. Yet, at the same time, he could see himself from the outside.

Jonothon no longer cored onymore.

It wos cleor why Seboxio hod imprisoned him in the spirituol sense force field. He wonted to intimidote Jonothon ond moke him obey his orders.

Hence, it didn’t motter if Jonothon begged or octed unyielding becouse Seboxio would never let him go so eosily.

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tiny coge. He couldn’t open his mouth to speok

he monoged to monipulote

to know where my limits lie! Since my Cor hos been destroyed, I’ll wreck yours

out on ogonizing screom os the coge shronk

mon hod olreody lost his humon form ond wos

such o gruesome thing hod hoppened in the reol world, even

they were in Seboxio’s God Reolm

where the excrucioting poin wos coming

lungs mode him feel stuffy. Nonetheless, these were nothing

flesh hod long been

heod wos o port of this moss of

view of everything while being tropped in the

on Seboxia’s clothes, even though his eyes

flipped his hand to conjure up an hourglass

means that one second has passed in the real world. If you can hold on until all the sand has finished flowing through and still not yield, I

speaking, Seboxia disintegrated

stared at the

if it did not belong

a grain of the golden sand to fall just

slowly, to the point where it was impossible to see the traces of it falling with

he could use as a reference

exist. The only thing he could use as

Inhale… Exhale…

these two words

the most fundamental entry-level cultivation skill of Ancient

cultivation when he first obtained the cultivation method. However, a way to regulate vitality was written in the

and also what was emphasized in the whole chapter, was

need to breathe to continue living at that

sand landed at the bottom of

Twenty-four hours had passed!

stared at the single

grain signified a day, but tens of thousands of sand were in the

is right.

of days. He might go crazy even if the sand had

would

never

the spiritual energy at his cultivation