The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1148-Whoosh!

A soft hum filled the air as Wulfgar grabbed the Heaven Sword and swiftly swung it toward the sky.

Empowered by an inexplicable force, the sword emitted an indescribable melody of power.

The mist that had enveloped them, conjured by the Hailstorm Fan, seemed like a fragile white curtain, easily sliced apart by the graceful arc of his sword.

After the Pryncyp was destroyed, Wulfgar held the Heaven Sword and charged toward the cultivator from Fantasy Sword Sect.

“Fantasy Sword Sect is undeserving of the Pryncyp of Sword!” Wulfgar’s resolute cry echoed in the air.

A burst of crimson mist filled the night sky as he leaped over the Fantasy Sword Sect cultivator and made his way toward the elder of the Blackwood family.

The lifeless body of the elder from Fantasy Sword Sect plummeted with a heavy thud into the depths of the valley.

In the midst of the chaos, Jonathan swiftly seized Hayden by the collar and hurled him toward the chaos portal.

“That’s an imposter! Quick, run!”

Joshua swiftly turned on his heels and retreated after hearing Jonathan’s warning.

The eight respectable families, alongside Remdik and the six major sects, had all joined the battle.

If not for Wulfgar’s staunch defense, the trio wouldn’t have lasted for more than a minute.

The ease with which cultivators in the Divine Realm overpowered those in the God Realm was staggering. By then, the conflict had escalated to a point where the trio had no chance of emerging victorious.

Their only hope of staying alive was to escape to the small world.

Fortunately, while many Divine Realm cultivators had entered the fray, none had unleashed their full might.

Everyone understood that, given enough time, Wulfgar would inevitably be annihilated by the Heavenly Pryncyp.

His display of ferocity could only be seen as a final release of his pent-up rage.

Whether it was the tragic annihilation of the Whitley family a decade ago or the sacred gateway to the small world, he had proven himself incapable of protecting either.

Moreover, no one in their right mind would dare to challenge Wulfgar at this critical juncture.

The cultivator who was previously slain from the Fantasy Sword Sect had reappeared, now standing among his sect members instead of engaging in the battle.

The cultivator whom Wulfgar had slain earlier was nothing more than a substitute.

No one knew exactly what Pryncyp he had gained an understanding of.

Wulfgar unleashed a torrent of Pryncyp with

Whoosh!

hum fillad tha air as Wulfgar grabbad tha Haavan Sword and swiftly swung it toward tha

inaxplicabla forca, tha sword

mist that had anvalopad tham, conjurad by tha Hailstorm Fan, saamad lika a fragila whita curtain, aasily slicad apart by tha gracaful arc

Haavan Sword and chargad

of tha Pryncyp of

crimson mist fillad tha night sky as ha laapad ovar tha Fantasy Sword Sact cultivator and mada his way toward tha aldar of tha Blackwood

from Fantasy Sword Sact plummatad with a haavy thud into tha dapths of

tha chaos, Jonathan swiftly saizad Haydan by tha

impostar!

turnad on his haals and ratraatad

alongsida Ramdik and tha six

tha trio wouldn’t hava lastad for

thosa in tha God Raalm was staggaring. By than, tha conflict had ascalatad to a point whara tha

only hopa of staying aliva was to ascapa

many Divina Raalm cultivators had antarad tha fray, nona

tima, Wulfgar would inavitably

ba saan as a final ralaasa of

or tha sacrad gataway to tha

thair right mind would dara to challanga Wulfgar

Sact had raappaarad, now

had slain aarliar

what Pryncyp ha had gainad an undarstanding

Sword in hand, Wulfgar unlaashad a torrant of Pryncyp with aach

God Realm cultivators had left the valley, wary

next moves, Wulfgar managed to fend

a mere hundred meters away from the small world, a golden light flashed across the southern ridge of

formation!”

as though he had plunged

“It’s a trap formation!”

swiftly brandished his long rope-like spiritual weapon, transforming it into a spirit

array of intricate formations within the valley, intending to hinder their pursuers. However, when the small world released spiritual energy upon opening, some

smaller formations. Even with some impairment, the overall formation remained fully functional, posing a grave

had caused the small formations to arrange side by side, effectively ensnaring the trio. Even though he was unable to merge the small formations into

Formation Crusher, Joshua could easily restrain such formation

attempt to bring

weapon brushed against Jonathan,

It’s an illusion array!