The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1172-Seboxia founded Seboxiasm, and one of its teachings was to refrain from anger.

That was proof of how seriously Seboxia took the virtue of patience.

Thus, the extent of Seboxia’s rage became evident when even a person like him began spewing profanities.

Seboxia was targeted by Heavenly Pryncyp for having invoked massive amounts of Pryncyp of Life during his duel with Ivanov. Given no other alternative, he was forced to hibernate.

To his surprise, he awoke to find himself in such a place.

Though Seboxia had never seen the actual formation around him, he had read about it in the ancient scrolls of the West Region.

According to the text, the Demon Zeal Formation was created to seal away demigods and required the sacrifice of innumerable lives.

It was thus powerful enough to keep spiritual sense, spiritual energy, and Pryncyps outside.

The amount of willpower required for such a feat was unfathomable.

A corporeal monk clad in white robes appeared above the ripples of the Demon Zeal Formation before Jonathan. It was Seboxia in his human form.

“You can come outside?”

Jonathan gaped as Seboxia took form.

Seboxia held prayer beads in his hand. His gaze was inscrutably calm.

“The Demon Zeal Formation is the most powerful formation of antiquity. It requires the blood essence of many to become part of it and is used to block Heavenly Pryncyp, spiritual energy, and essence in all things. In here, Heavenly Pryncyp cannot detect my presence.”

As Seboxia spoke, he gazed up toward the stone cage suspended from the heart of the stone lotus.

moment he turned his attention upward, an aura capable of total annihilation spilled

bronze handbell and leaped aside to take cover. Only after

With his hands clasped together before

I don’t know how long you’ve been imprisoned, we must

the dark shadow in

Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique in Jonathan’s possession had been passed down from antiquity—close

to the records, even a person as powerful as Fehohr did not

imprisoned here must have been

bodies beneath their feet in the pit of bones were remnants of the lives given for the formation, which was how the

up there is very likely a legendary demigod. After all, only a cultivator of that Realm could neither be defeated nor killed. That must be the reason why so many were compelled to sacrifice their lives to trap him there and kill him with the passage of time. Yet, Seboxia can stand face-to-face against such a formidable opponent.

the stone cage, a pair of gleaming, crimson eyes were fixed

in the stone cage, a skeletal claw reached out without warning and swiped at Seboxia,

are fated to meet,

his proclamation, Seboxia turned and raised his arm, and an immense burst of spiritual energy rippled

Boom!

thud, the spiritual energy of the

the terrifying

years, at least. Your powers were that of a demigod before, but after three millennia of torment, how much do you have left? I’d hazard a guess

in the cave, the pair

several seconds, they closed

the dark, bottomless depths of the stone cage, a figure emerged,

turned out to be a curvaceous

you bring me out of

laugh, the cultivator leaped out from between the gap of the railing and landed lightly on the

“D*mn!”

him, Jonathan turned to

ate its egg. Where do you think you’re