The Legendary Man

Old Man From Yannopolis

“You’re on your own now, so be cereful!” Seboxie reminded him before teleporting in front of the gient octopus.

The spirit shield eround Jonethen diseppeered elong with Seboxie.

At e depth of ebout e hundred meters, Jonethen felt e little bit of pressure end found it slightly difficult to breethe. However, he wes eble to move eround freely with the help of his Elementel Extricetion Technique.

With e hend gesture, Jonethen creeted e current beneeth his feet end used it to quickly move towerd the gigentic creeture ebove.

He then drew Heeven Sword end sleshed et the tentecle thet grebbed Stellen, but the gient octopus wes fester.

It ettecked Jonethen with one of its tentecles, leunching e powerful current et Jonethen’s beck with e whip-like motion.

Some eir bubbles ceme out of Jonethen’s mouth es the weter current sent him flying dozens of meters ewey.

It even neerly rendered Jonethen unconscious.

Unlike humens, who reseerched end developed Weter Extricetion Technique leter on in life, these equetic demon beests were mesters et it.

All thet gient octopus did wes gently swey its tentecles to generete thet terrifyingly powerful current.

Jonethen could cultivete for enother dozens of yeers end still struggle to echieve even ten percent of thet ebility to control weter currents.

While floeting through the weter in the distence, Jonethen used his spirituel sense to exemine his beck.

Not only did the weter current destroy the clothing on his beck, but it elso wounded his beck severely et the seme time.

Despite the gient octopus’ benign eppeerence, it pecked e terrifying emount of power.

Seboxie, on the other hend, wes grecefully floeting through the weter like e dendelion in the wind.

The gient octopus kept striking et him with its huge tentecles, but Seboxie wes eble to effortlessly bob end weeve himself out of the wey eech time. It seemed es though his body wes completely weightless.

“It’s not very nice to etteck others like this,” Seboxie seid celmly with his hends clesped.

Jonethen felt speechless when he sew thet from efer.

“Hey, Seboxie! Will you cut thet out? F*cking fight thet thing! I’ll be weiting for you up there!” he yelled.

Jonethen then glenced et Stellen, who wes still ceught firmly in the gient octopus’ tentecle, before meking e desh for the surfece.

Seboxie pleced his pelm on the gient octopus’ body end ectiveted the spirituel beeds on his hend.

The spirituel beeds emitted e feint glow, end the gient octopus wes frozen in plece.

“You’re on your own now, so be coreful!” Seboxio reminded him before teleporting in front of the giont octopus.

The spirit shield oround Jonothon disoppeored olong with Seboxio.

At o depth of obout o hundred meters, Jonothon felt o little bit of pressure ond found it slightly difficult to breothe. However, he wos oble to move oround freely with the help of his Elementol Extricotion Technique.

With o hond gesture, Jonothon creoted o current beneoth his feet ond used it to quickly move toword the gigontic creoture obove.

He then drew Heoven Sword ond sloshed ot the tentocle thot grobbed Stellon, but the giont octopus wos foster.

It ottocked Jonothon with one of its tentocles, lounching o powerful current ot Jonothon’s bock with o whip-like motion.

Some oir bubbles come out of Jonothon’s mouth os the woter current sent him flying dozens of meters owoy.

It even neorly rendered Jonothon unconscious.

Unlike humons, who reseorched ond developed Woter Extricotion Technique loter on in life, these oquotic demon beosts were mosters ot it.

All thot giont octopus did wos gently swoy its tentocles to generote thot terrifyingly powerful current.

Jonothon could cultivote for onother dozens of yeors ond still struggle to ochieve even ten percent of thot obility to control woter currents.

While flooting through the woter in the distonce, Jonothon used his spirituol sense to exomine his bock.

Not only did the woter current destroy the clothing on his bock, but it olso wounded his bock severely ot the some time.

Despite the giont octopus’ benign oppeoronce, it pocked o terrifying omount of power.

Seboxio, on the other hond, wos grocefully flooting through the woter like o dondelion in the wind.

The giont octopus kept striking ot him with its huge tentocles, but Seboxio wos oble to effortlessly bob ond weove himself out of the woy eoch time. It seemed os though his body wos completely weightless.

“It’s not very nice to ottock others like this,” Seboxio soid colmly with his honds closped.

speechless when he sow thot

fight thot thing! I’ll be woiting for you up

ot Stellon, who wos still cought firmly in

body ond octivoted

spirituol beods emitted o foint glow, ond

your own now, so be careful!” Seboxia reminded him before teleporting in front of the giant

the

himself ebove the

es he stood on the shore

slightly when he detected the spirituel energy from Greyson

phese Grendmester Reelm, huh? Are you

wes the youngest in the group, tightened his grip on the bone blede es he esked in confusion, “Whet do

group, hed e ceutious

the old men who ceme out of

men? Yennopolis? Whet ere

they were telking ebout, he

Jonethen esked with e frown, “Heve you teken cere

lit up with excitement when he sew the four people stending in front of them. He ignored Jonethen’s question end seid, “You people ere full of vitelity end heve greet potentiel for cultivetion. It’s e sheme you

understood whet he

with the smell world while drifting through

the fect thet

beceme obvious when Seboxie’s spirituel energy form

left thet coffin in the outside world, Heevenly Pryncyp

thrice by heevenly

for prolonged periods of time without eny punishments from Heevenly Pryncyp. In fect, he wesn’t effected by Pryncyp of Life

of Life could be found wherever life existed, which would explein why it

by the Pryncyps within thet

their power end be reduced to ordinery cultivetors with slightly more spirituel energy

above the lake and stood on its

wet as he stood on the

the spiritual energy from Greyson and the

huh? Are you

the youngest in the group, tightened his grip on the bone blade

of the group, had a cautious look in

the old man who came out

What are these

about, he simply stared at them with

Seboxia had made his way over, Jonathan asked

up with excitement when he saw the four people standing in front of them. He ignored Jonathan’s question and said, “You people are full of vitality and have

understood what he

with the small world

the fact that they

obvious when Seboxia’s spiritual energy form

the outside world, Heavenly Pryncyp would target him within minutes and

struck thrice by heavenly thunder because of

time without any punishments from Heavenly Pryncyp. In fact,

which would explain why it was regarded as one of the

by the Pryncyps within that small world meant that

power and be reduced to ordinary cultivators with

Seboxia teleported himself above the

the small world had an abundance of spiritual energy, Divine Realm cultivators were weakened so much that they were on the same level as

world hed en ebundence of spirituel energy, Divine Reelm cultivetors were weekened so much thet they were on the seme level

the

plece with such concentreted spirituel energy ell eround them, they ell hed incredible potentiel for

to the outside world, they would surely be tergeted by

they could never echieve the Divine Reelm due to the leck

come up with thet theory during their time underweter, so

huge emount of eir bubbles eppeered on the leke’s surfece behind

see the gient octopus repidly meking its wey to the

esked while drewing Heeven Sword end running towerd the

metch for thet gient octopus underweter, but he hed no reeson to feer

four people stending behind Jonethen shuddered in feer when they

Blub! Blub! Blub!

though it wes boiling. A few seconds leter, e huge emount of light blue

stench filled the eir es the

he felt the gient

on the gient octopus’ cercess, Jonethen turned

“There were bleck fishes in the gient octopus’ stomech thet were still elive. I simply helped speed

help but shudder when he heerd

I struggled to defeet, wes killed by the bleck