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.

turned his attention upward, an aura capable of total annihilation spilled forth from

take cover. Only after he arrived at a stone lotus did

his hands clasped together before his chest, he stood resolutely on the formation with the air of a

how long you’ve been

dark shadow in the stone cage, Seboxia addressed it in a

Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique in Jonathan’s possession had

a person as powerful as Fehohr did not manage to

here

remnants of the lives given for the formation,

many were compelled to sacrifice their lives to trap him there and

stone cage, a pair of gleaming,

gap in the stone cage, a skeletal claw reached out without

fated to meet,

Seboxia turned and raised his arm, and

Boom!

the spiritual

the terrifying claw

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 time you have left will also diminish. If you miss your chance with us, you will have no other choice than sit here and await death. Am

cage in the cave, the

seconds,

the stone cage, a figure emerged, walking slowly

turned out to be a curvaceous

you bring me out of

between the gap of the railing and landed lightly on the

“D*mn!”

woman clad in white robes staring at him, Jonathan turned to run like

pet and ate its egg. Where do you