The Legendary Man

Chapter 1342 The Light Before The Night

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.

they be killed or set

hearing this, Jonathan sighed and waved

time for everyone now, so just

the foreign cultivator picked himself up in

meet again, and when that time

Jonathan slashed Heaven Sword across his cheek, cleaving his head in

wide-eyed at

“Didn't you say...”

he cooperated with us, I

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

casually tossed

it in his hand, focusing

antique-styled black ring, on which there was a

ring of the Blackwood

and two others were thrown into the dungeon by Black Armor Legion. All their storage

ring, Sirius naturally understood

the Blackwood family had

over the ground, Sirius waved his hand to summon two corpses from his storage bag.

“Thank you.”

as

waved

has always belonged to the Blackwood family. I'm merely returning it to

walk toward the cultivator nailed to the

“Spare me...”

the cultivator nailed to the ground was

might be accustomed to the risk of death, it only applied

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

for mercy, Sirius lifted his foot and shattered

and completely severed the tendons of the cultivator's hands

killing a member of my family, I'll leave you to

Jonathan by taking away the storage ring from the man's finger. Then, without looking back,

nothing but lie helplessly on the

jaw was shattered, the cultivator couldn't even commit suicide