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.”

out of his throat, and his voice was really hoarse

elderly man, as his aura locked onto Ivanov, who was standing across from him,

a middle-aged man spat out his cigarette. He

riot of emotions

who took action and had

send their troops to Chanaea

of cultivators beyond the Grandmaster Realm belonged to the eight respectable

Divine Realm were scarce in the

but think he got extremely unlucky as he ran into

I stirred a Divine

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

this small world, so there’s no need for us to engage in a fight. If we get injured in the

Ivanov’s Pryncyp was considered more

match for three Divine Realm

Ivanov couldn’t bring himself to give up

way out was

the massive commotion in the small world would go unnoticed by anyone except himself

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

opportunity to sneak

possibility that Quintus might have already entered the small world with the intention of gaining personal experience, but the energy fluctuations coming from within indicated that the internal space

his experience and past records from ancient scrolls, Quintus knew that many treasures within a small world were locked in unique formations. It was possible for some people to enter the

of destiny was uncertain and

this

he had

were, the more chances

extended period, making him a shrewd individual. However, the Leesons were

guess Ivanov’s plan as the

within the small world, huh?