The Legendary Man

A Reward From Yannopolis

The young man grabbed his spear, which had fresh blood dripping off its sharp tip.

As for the villagers of Upriver Village, all of them bowed cordially toward the young man.

“Greetings, Prefect!” the villagers greeted respectfully.

When Jonathan looked around, he noticed that everyone, except for himself and Greyson, had kneeled down in front of the young man as a sign of respect.

“Prefect? From Outer City of Yannopolis?” Jonathan asked curiously as he scrutinized the young man.

“He isn’t an envoy from Yannopolis but a prefect of Upriver Village,” Greyson informed Jonathan from behind him. “A medium-sized village like Upriver Village has ten vacancies for God Realm cultivators to administer and suppress all its subordinate villages. These ten qualified cultivators are given the title of prefect. Their job is to maintain the affairs related to the three villages.”

Upon hearing Greyson’s explanation, Jonathan nodded with a chuckle.

“I understand. He’s essentially a lapdog of Outer City.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a grim look descended upon the God Realm cultivator’s face.

“I don’t suppose you’re from Mountain Village?” the prefect asked as he pointed the spear right between Jonathan’s eyes. “A person as tough as you would never have been produced by that cowardly place.”

A vibrant smile subsequently emerged on Jonathan’s face.

With a slight shift in his feet, Jonathan unreservedly channeled his spiritual energy into the ground.

When the prefect sensed the spiritual energy waves in the ground, he deployed his spiritual energy force field by reflex. Even though he didn’t know what Jonathan’s intentions were, he adopted a vigilant stance due to the recent arrival of outsiders.

The moment Jonathan’s spiritual energy crashed into the prefect’s force field, the earth beyond a ten-meter radius of the prefect suddenly soared into the air.

“Seal!”

Extending his right hand, Jonathan proceeded to clench it forcefully, causing the four walls that had been raised to congregate toward the center.

Boom!

The moment the walls closed in on each other, the soil from the top spilled down from a height of tens of meters, just like a river that had burst its banks.

The sight of the falling soil sowed panic among the villagers and caused them to flee the area.

Staring at the miraculous scene before him, Greyson wanted to say something to Jonathan but quickly realized that the latter had disappeared from his side.

Underneath the river of falling earth, the prefect was holding a robust-looking shield over his head in order to protect himself from the soil dropping from above.

He had reacted a split second slower and consequently lost the opportunity to escape.

until all the soil had fallen to the ground that the prefect heaved a

of earth, he felt something strange going on beneath his

prefect plunged his

had gotten a grip on it, the spear was pulled deeper into

“Let go!”

with both hands, the prefect

spiritual energy was subsequently dispersed into the surroundings in the form of

the spear, Jonathan could see blood from his hands ooze into the earth

“Are you challenging me?”

up, the soil above him

fell downward once the

smashed the prefect’s spirit shield with his bloodied hands. Thereafter, he grabbed the prefect by his

“Come out now!”

of Jonathan began to distort. Thereafter, his spiritual sense detected the emergence of a huge figure that appeared out

to be

underground space that Jonathan controlled was limited in size, the appearance of the giant green wolf separated Jonathan and the prefect on two

green wolf’s size, Jonathan

who had been summoned into such a dark space, it began

out under his breath before

wolf in front of him let out an agonized

The green wolf self-destructed!

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energy wos subsequently dispersed into the surroundings in the

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“Are you chollenging me?”

soil obove him seemed to come olive ond

once the ground beneoth his feet

he threw oside the speor ond smoshed the prefect’s spirit shield with his bloodied

“Come out now!”

the spoce in front of Jonothon begon to distort. Thereofter, his

to be

size, the oppeoronce of