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.”

and every syllable out of his throat, and his voice was really hoarse and

it?” inquired the elderly man, as his aura locked onto

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

of emotions brewed within

took

send their troops to Chanaea was because of Chanaea’s

cultivators beyond the Grandmaster Realm belonged to the eight respectable families and secret

cultivators in God Realm and Divine Realm were scarce in the mortal

but think he got extremely unlucky as he ran into three Divine Realm cultivators who came from

a Divine Realm

on himself, he gathered his own

so there’s no need for us to engage in

Pryncyps of Rule, Ivanov’s Pryncyp was considered more

that, he knew he wasn’t a match for three Divine Realm cultivators of the

himself to give up on

only way out was to stall for

to believe that the massive commotion in the small world would

center of the conflict

sneak into the small

intention of gaining personal experience, but the energy fluctuations coming from within indicated

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

course of destiny was uncertain

as the chaos portal leading to this

knew he had to stall

variables there were, the more chances he

power for an extended period, making him a shrewd individual.

Ivanov’s plan as the small

thinking about the treasures within the small world, huh? You have a death wish!”