The Legendary Man

The collision with Pryncyp earlier had caused Quintus to suffer minor internal injury.

Although that mild injury couldn’t harm the fundamental of his cultivation and wouldn’t even significantly affect him if he were to continue fighting, Quintus was well aware that he only had a fifty percent chance of holding off Ivanov if their battle dragged on.

Even though Ivanov had exhausted a large amount of Pryncyp of Strength in the vicinity, judging by how he used his Pryncyp of Strength twice during the fight, it was apparent he still had plenty of energy left.

It was not surprising as Ivanov was in the stage of a cultivator’s prime while Quintus was already getting old despite having a high cultivation level.

Putting aside their cultivation levels, Quintus was far lacking in vitality alone.

Following Ivanov’s departure, Quintus took out the stainless steel hip flask again.

He took a sip of the alcohol and gazed down at the center of the faraway crater where the lightning struck earlier.

Under normal circumstances, anyone who was undergoing heavenly trial would hand over their extra magical items, storage ring, and other valuables to someone they trust for safekeeping.

The concern was that the heavenly trial would be too powerful and destroy all the treasures a cultivator had collected.

Jonathan was apparently not one of those people. If his storage ring had, by a small chance, survived the heavenly trial, Quintus could appropriate those precious items.

He leaped down to the bottom of the huge pit formed by the lightning strike and explored the ground beneath his feet with his spiritual sense. However, once he did that, Quintus froze.

“Pfft!” He spat out the wine that he hadn’t swallowed yet.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Quintus effortlessly pulled out a massive block of earth, measuring dozens of cubic meters, from the ground.

“Get out!”

shouted while tossing the huge chunk of

figure enveloped in golden light

indeed, Mr. Quintus. I tried my best to hide my presence, but

strike of heavenly thunder earlier, he was instantly turned into a charred corpse. Apart from the consciousness field, circulatory system, and energy field, the three most essential parts of

was precisely why Quintus and Ivanov had assumed he was

the clash between the two Divine Realm cultivators’ Pryncyp had caused even the Heavenly Pryncyp to fail to sense Jonathan’s aura,

in his surroundings during that period. After his body recovered, he didn’t dare to move much except quietly propping up the bronze handbell to shield

sly old fox, to be so meticulous,

members of respectable families. While Jonathan cursed inwardly, he heard Quintus clear

pants first, you d*mn brat! Are you trying to show off? I

after hearing Quintus’ words did Jonathan feel the cool breeze

preoccupied with escaping that he had completely forgotten about his

far enough that the soldiers from Eastern Army couldn’t see him. Otherwise, his image

Quintus, thank you for the help the Leeson family has provided in the River

he bowed deeply to show

Quintus snorted before

now. It’s not that I’m so noble, but at this moment, you represent the people’s hope, acting according to Heavenly Way and carrying out a task for the greater good. If I kill you, I’ll be opposing Heavenly Way and risk facing retribution. I

contemplated briefly before waving his

merely put it on earlier to hide his aura and provide himself with some

his benefits and well-being the

Quintus had actually mentioned his intention was to serve the people, Jonathan

their families’ interests outweigh everything else. That was evident from the seven respectable families’

to the eight

you don’t plan to

you think