The Legendary Man

The Legendary Man Chapter 1342-A single spell had led to its collective banishment by all the cultivators in Chanaea for nearly two hundred years before they finally managed to extinguish the last vestiges of its legacy.

Even when Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique was written, the technique had already been reduced to a mere legend, with no one having witnessed it firsthand.

But now, the evil spell had reappeared in the world…

As described in Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, all techniques in the world that had a wide range of dissemination, were easy to practice, and possessed specific functions, were indestructible by humans regardless of whether they were black magic or Great Pryncyp.

Even if someone like Emperor Fehohr, possessing unparalleled resources of their time and capable of suppressing all adversaries, forcibly erased any traces of the technique, the spell would still make a comeback if given enough time.

Thus, the reappearance of the technique was an inevitable outcome.

It could happen through an ancient cave dwelling being discovered, or someone fortuitously receiving a legacy.

What worried Jonathan the most, however, was the timing of these occurrences.

Seboxia, Remdik Emperor, Apocalypse, the divine small world of West Region, the small world of Doveston, Holy Blood of Sanctuary, Charleigh’s strengthening elixir…

The legacy of history, the breakthroughs in technology, the emergence of Secret Realms, the revival of legends…

Every single one of those things, taken alone, was enough to alter the century-old structure of the entire world.

But now, they were sprouting up like mushrooms, emerging continuously.

Could it really be as the Blackwood family predicted? That this life is the final struggle of heaven and earth’s Kore before its collapse? The last burst of light before the impending darkness? If that is the case, the path of cultivating Great Pryncyp might indeed be reduced to nothing more than a legend for future generations.

“Jonathan…” the confused Sirius called out to the daydreaming Jonathan.

Ever since Jonathan finished speaking a moment ago, he had been lost in thought for a long while.

Jonathan turned his head to look at Sirius.

“Don’t Worry. I was just thinking about the Eastern Army’s battle outside. I wonder how they’re doing.”

Sirius was certainly no fool, he could clearly see that Jonathan’s words were merely an excuse.

However, he chose not to point it out, for everyone had their own secrets to keep.

done with these two? Should they be killed or set

this, Jonathan sighed and waved

everyone now, so just leave them to

hearing Jonathan’s words, the foreign cultivator picked himself up in

again, and when that time

speaking with great enthusiasm when Jonathan slashed Heaven Sword across his cheek, cleaving his head in

wide-eyed at

“Didn’t you say…”

that as long as he cooperated with us, I

is, even in death. By the way, this was taken from the

spoke, Jonathan casually tossed out

it in his hand, focusing his gaze

was an antique-styled black ring, on which there was a dragon’s head pattern

a ring of

he and two others were thrown into the dungeon by Black Armor

ring, Sirius naturally understood its

the Blackwood family had died in the small

a glance at Jonathan, who was busy gathering the weapons that were scattered all over the ground, Sirius waved his hand to summon two corpses from his storage bag. He then slipped on the Blackwood family’s ring and stored

“Thank you.”

toward Jonathan as he expressed

waved his

to the Blackwood family. I’m merely returning

Sirius remained silent, turning to walk toward the cultivator

“Spare me…”

cultivator nailed to the ground was completely

death, it only

one was helplessly nailed to the ground, one would naturally feel fear and despair from the depths

for mercy, Sirius lifted his foot and shattered the former’s jaw with a

and completely severed the tendons of the cultivator’s

a member of my family, I’ll leave you to die

Jonathan by taking away the storage ring from the man’s finger. Then, without looking back, he turned and

do nothing but lie helplessly

the cultivator couldn’t even commit suicide by biting