The Legendary Man

The black arrows, ensnared by the verdant life force, quickly disintegrate like sand.

Subsequently, the remnants of those arrows started to flow on the ground like water.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

A soft rustling sound rang out. The native cultivators looked down at the black dust on the floor, which was growing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the dust transformed into numerous creatures over half a human’s height, resembling enormous cockroaches.

Swoosh!

Those giant beetles fluttered their wings and charged madly at those native cultivators, spewing disgustingly foul-smelling slime from their mouths. The unexpected disruption threw the indigenous cultivators into disarray.

“Now’s our chance!”

Stellario took the lead. Under his control, those beetles pulled away from the chaotic scene, flapping their wings and twisting their bodies clumsily as they rearranged themselves to serve as the quattro’s stepping stones.

As God Realm cultivators, they could easily travel by stepping on even branches or leaves, let alone those sturdy beetles.

As their figures dashed past atop the native cultivators, Jonathan took out a few grenades from his storage ring and hurled them downward.

Explosions sounded in their wake, followed by a chorus of angry curses.

“Hurry up! Those beetles won’t be able to kill God Realm cultivators. They can, at most, buy us some time by creating disturbances. If we let them catch up to us, we’ll be truly done for.”

The top of the mountain measured several hundred meters high, but the actual climbing distance was significantly longer.

Moreover, those in pursuit were also moving at high speed.

The natives’ physical prowess was extraordinary, to begin with. At that moment, they had rested sufficiently while waiting for Jonathan and his party’s arrival. Hence, those indigenous cultivators swiftly closed the gap to within twenty to thirty meters behind the quattro.

Jonathan gazed at the steep mountainside ahead, figuring they would undoubtedly have to slow down upon reaching the unfavorable terrain.

native cultivators, who were already

Jonathan said while thrusting a stream of spiritual

Goldstein!” Hayden exclaimed with

shoulders and exerted force to push

herself upward from the mountain

spear glinted as

same time, Jonathan cast a large spiritual net at

for a few moments for me!” Jonathan landed

transfixed her spear into the mountainside and yanked hard on the

turned into a blur as she traversed another twenty meters or

was incredibly steep, almost at a

have to dig their feet into the stone to remain

their pursuers appeared as if they were

opponents attacked. Merilyn parried their weapons,

channeling spiritual energy into the mountainside below his

suppressed by the

the ground, he could still use Elemental Extrication

energy was several times,

Jonathan was experiencing precisely that as waves of spiritual energy continuously flowed from his feet

which seemed to have existed for thousands of years, was beginning to rumble

two more attacks. “No matter what technique you’re using, you must

them, the cultivators Jonathan had trapped with his spiritual net were

traveled at breakneck speed, especially Stellario, whose pace was no slower than that of a green

even in the small world, as not everyone could keep up with

taken down the first group of pursuers, which consisted of only a few cultivators, the large crowd behind

off at least thirty cultivators, a feat undoubtedly

charged at her, Merilyn felt a large hand grab her shoulder and hurl

Crack! Crack!

Boom!