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.

upward, an aura capable of total annihilation

and leaped aside to take cover. Only after he arrived at a stone lotus did he feel the

overwhelming pressure. With his hands clasped together

know how long you’ve been imprisoned, we must be the only two people you’ve met

dark shadow in

Technique in Jonathan’s possession had been passed down from antiquity—close to ten thousand

the records, even a person as powerful as Fehohr did

is proof that the fellow imprisoned here must

their feet in the pit of bones were remnants of the lives given for the formation, which was how the place had been sealed off from

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. He

pair of gleaming, crimson eyes were fixed on

claw reached out without warning

fated

turned and raised his arm, and an

Boom!

thud, the spiritual energy of the formation

crushed the terrifying

the looks of the bones below, you appear to have been sealed here for three thousand 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 that as your cultivation level plummets,

the massive stone cage in the cave, the

seconds, they

cage, a figure emerged,

to

you bring me out

leaped out from between the gap

“D*mn!”

white robes staring at him, Jonathan turned

killed my pet and ate its egg.