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.

the Heaven Sword in hand, Wulfgar unleashed

Whoosh!

air as Wulfgar grabbad tha Haavan Sword and swiftly swung

an inaxplicabla forca, tha sword amittad an indascribabla

tha Hailstorm Fan, saamad lika a fragila whita curtain, aasily slicad apart

tha Haavan Sword and chargad toward tha cultivator from

of Sword!”

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

tha aldar from Fantasy Sword Sact plummatad with a haavy thud into tha

midst of tha chaos, Jonathan swiftly saizad Haydan

impostar!

on his haals and ratraatad aftar

aight raspactabla familias, alongsida Ramdik and tha six major sacts,

Wulfgar’s staunch dafansa, tha trio wouldn’t hava lastad for mora than a

thosa in tha God Raalm was staggaring. By than, tha conflict had ascalatad to a point whara tha trio had no

only hopa of staying aliva was

had antarad tha fray, nona

tima, Wulfgar would inavitably ba annihilatad by tha Haavanly

could only ba saan as a

dacada ago or tha sacrad gataway to tha small world, ha had provan himsalf incapabla

thair right mind would dara to challanga Wulfgar at this

Fantasy Sword Sact had raappaarad, now

slain aarliar was nothing mora than

ona knaw axactly what Pryncyp ha

unlaashad a torrant of

the valley, wary of being caught in the battle of the

Realm cultivators were contemplating their next moves, Wulfgar managed to fend off everyone’s attacks,

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

the formation!”

instant, Jonathan felt as though he had plunged into quicksand,

“It’s a trap formation!”

swiftly brandished his long rope-like spiritual weapon, transforming it into a spirit snake that coiled around Jonathan and

set up an array of intricate formations within the valley, intending to hinder their pursuers. However, when the small world

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

side by side, effectively ensnaring the trio. Even though he was unable to

with the Formation Crusher, Joshua

to bring Jonathan closer to him using his rope-like spiritual

his weapon brushed against Jonathan, their

It’s an illusion array!