The Legendary Man

Buzz…

A soft buzz pierced the air right when Ivanov’s two Great Pryncyps neared the blood ritual.

Two dried-up hands reached out of the arcane array and stopped Great Pryncyp’s attack easily.

The collision between Great Pryncyp caused them to scatter in the air and produced a powerful shockwave that rippled in all directions. However, the shockwave was contained within a certain range by an unseen force.

“It’s a Divine Realm cultivator,” Ivanov said as he stared at the blood ritual that appeared out of nowhere warily.

Within in, two elderly men stepped out.

The first elderly man was wrinkly and looked like a dried corpse. There seemed to be no flesh on his body, and he was a horrifying sight.

Behind him was a middle-aged man with a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Both men’s features and auras differed from each other greatly.

The only similarity that they shared was the dangerous air that they gave off.

Both men were in Divine Realm!

The fragments of the blood ritual glowed and shattered, vanishing into the air.

The middle-aged man took out the cigarette from his mouth. “Ashton, what happened?” he demanded, sounding displeased. “Don’t you know how rare a blood talisman is? We were dozens of miles away and would arrive soon. You should’ve just stalled for time for a little more. Why couldn’t you do that?”

Ashton dared not refute his words. He put his hands before his chest and greeted the elderly men respectfully.

“Sir, I wanted to do that, but you saw that we weren’t able to stall for time,” he replied meekly.

“Nonsense!” the middle-aged man cursed.

He was about to continue when the other skinnier elderly man rasped out, “That’s enough. I trust Ashton. If they weren’t in danger, he wouldn’t waste a blood talisman to teleport us here.”

like he had to force each and every syllable out of his throat, and his voice was really hoarse

action was that man, wasn’t it?” inquired the elderly man, as his aura locked onto Ivanov, who was standing across from him, rendering

man spat out his cigarette. He gathered his Great Pryncyp, ready

riot of emotions

initially assumed Quintus was the only Divine Realm cultivator from the Leeson family who took action and had

enough to send their troops

Chanaea, the majority of cultivators beyond the Grandmaster Realm

Divine Realm were scarce in the mortal

extremely unlucky as he ran into three Divine Realm cultivators who came from the same

stirred a

sensed two Pryncyps homing in on himself, he gathered his own Pryncyp and immediately put his

a misunderstanding. There is a valuable treasure right here in this small world, so there’s no need for us to engage in a fight. If we get injured in the process, someone else will reap the

Rule, Ivanov’s Pryncyp was considered more

match for three Divine

himself to give up on the

way out was to

small world would go unnoticed by anyone except himself and the Leeson

inevitably become the center of the conflict as they were the first to discover

the opportunity to sneak into the small

personal experience, but

in unique formations. It was possible for some people to enter the space and search for three days,

of destiny

the chaos portal leading to this small world was still open, everything

had

variables there were, the more chances he would

position of power for an extended period, making him a shrewd individual. However, the

could guess Ivanov’s plan as the small world was right in front

the small world, huh? You have a death wish!”