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.

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

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

gazed back at Seboxia, who did not seem fazed by the overwhelming pressure. With his hands clasped together before his chest, he stood resolutely on the formation with the air of a

no need for such hostility, sir. Though I don’t know how long you’ve been imprisoned, we must be the only two people you’ve met since

firmly fixed on the dark shadow in the stone cage, Seboxia addressed it in a level

Technique in Jonathan’s possession had

records, even a person as powerful as Fehohr

is proof that the fellow imprisoned here

of bones were remnants of the lives given for the formation, which

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. He really

depths of the stone cage, a pair of gleaming, crimson

out without warning and

fated to meet,

raised his arm, and an immense burst of spiritual

Boom!

dull thud, the spiritual energy of the formation

crushed the terrifying

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

cave, the pair of huge, crimson

several seconds, they closed

the stone cage, a figure emerged, walking

turned out to be a

you bring me out of

from 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 a

pet and ate its egg. Where do