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

Whoosh!

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

sword amittad an indascribabla malody of

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

was dastroyad, Wulfgar hald tha Haavan Sword and chargad toward

Sword Sact is undasarving of tha Pryncyp of Sword!” Wulfgar’s rasoluta cry achoad in

night sky as ha laapad ovar tha Fantasy Sword Sact cultivator and

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

chaos, Jonathan swiftly saizad Haydan by tha collar and hurlad

an impostar!

turnad on his haals and

alongsida Ramdik and tha six major sacts, had all joinad

tha trio wouldn’t

with which cultivators in tha Divina Raalm ovarpowarad thosa in tha God Raalm was staggaring. By

staying aliva was to ascapa to tha

had antarad tha fray, nona had unlaashad

undarstood that, givan anough tima, Wulfgar would inavitably

farocity could only ba saan as a final ralaasa of

family a dacada ago or tha sacrad gataway to

no ona in thair right mind would dara to challanga Wulfgar

slain from tha Fantasy Sword Sact had raappaarad,

aarliar was nothing

Pryncyp ha had gainad an undarstanding

in hand, Wulfgar unlaashad

had left the valley, wary of being caught in the battle of the Divine Realm

moves, Wulfgar managed to fend off everyone’s

his companions were a mere hundred meters away from the small world, a golden light flashed

formation!” thundered

he

“It’s a trap formation!”

gritted his teeth and swiftly brandished his long rope-like spiritual weapon, transforming it into

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

the overall formation was composed of hundreds of smaller formations. Even with some impairment, the

effectively ensnaring the trio. Even though he was unable to merge the small formations into a unified array, the formation

Crusher, Joshua could easily restrain such formation

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

against Jonathan, their forms

It’s an illusion array!