The Legendary Man

Even a cultivator was constrained by their human physiology.

After Jonathan’s major artery on his neck was pierced, he blacked out almost immediately.

As he lost a massive amount of blood, the energy within his body was also sapped away.

Lowering his head, Jonathan staggered to the ground. Before he could react, a spear had already stabbed into his circulatory system.

Whoosh!

Following the sonic boom, another spear flew straight toward the one lodged in Jonathan’s body, exploding it into pieces.

Jonathan was impacted by the scattered spiritual energy. As a result, his body flew backward before he crashed into the ground.

“You shouldn’t have been ambushed like this.” Seboxia’s voice rang inside Jonathan’s head.

When Seboxia injected life force into Jonathan’s body, light returned to the latter’s vision.

Jonathan felt reinvigorated as his neck wound rapidly recovered and his blood flowed into his brain again. Swiftly, he leaped to the side.

Squatting on a ridge, he scowled.

He glanced downward at the black spear that saved his life before shifting his attention to Merilyn, who was pinned to the ground. In an instant, he understood what had happened. “I need to save Merilyn, Seboxia.”

Even if Merilyn hadn’t used her spear to destroy the one embedded in Jonathan, the latter likely would’ve survived.

However, Merilyn still saved him.

Thus, he owed her.

he had been treating her as a burden, he believed he must return the

dead yet while pinned to the ground, her circulatory system has been

five-man group that Jonathan sent flying earlier had caught back

noticed Hayden was fighting an uphill battle at the

was a

of the mountain and surrounded Jonathan

earlier scampered toward a middle-aged man and whispered, “Mr. Newmont, this guy’s pretty weird. Even though I pierced his

possess medicine to bring back the dead. I’m surprised. If you hand the medicine over to me, I promise

cultivator was constrained by

moving his shoulders. “Like

the ground over there away. Hand them to me, and I’ll spare you. If one of

my journey as a cultivator, I’ve been fighting nonstop. I faced Divine Realm cultivators in West Region and was pursued by Sanctuary in Remdik in the past. Yet, even when I’m escaping from them, I’ve never been forced into this wretched situation. Ever since I entered this small world, my powers have been restricted, and I can’t utilize any Pryncyps. Additionally, the local cultivators here are so terrifying that they make me want to escape on reflex every time. This feeling bloody sucks. There are so many times when I almost forgot what it’s like to have a proper battle. I was even saved by a local whom I thought was a burden, and now I’m being threatened by so many people. This burning wrath of mine has reawakened my battle spirit. My title as Asura isn’t just for

cold malevolent aura

Therefore, it didn’t have to abide by

victims right before

as though the temperature of the mountaintop dropped by dozens of degrees. The crowd experienced

aura…” Newmont stared at Jonathan, stunned. What is this frigid malevolent aura? Is this outsider a demon?

though there were one hundred and eight villages in the small world, their combined population was only around three

City envoy when he

and started moving his shoulders. “Like h*ll

Chanaea,

peace in Chanaea, it took him three years

than a million

them. However, they knew

the hatred of a million dead people silently bound