The Legendary Man

Chapter 592 Vladimir Appeared

Jonathan’s pupils constricted when he saw the axe coming straight toward him. With the help of spiritual energy, he quickly stepped toward the right by a few centimeters, barely dodging the axe. The weapon basically slashed right past his shoulder.

At the same time, he stretched his hand out and pressed it on Sofus’ spirit shield without looking. “Break!” Jonathan muttered as spiritual energy poured out of his hands. Sofus’ spirit shield that was protecting him trembled like waves under the impact of a pure spiritual energy attack.

“How is this possible?” Sensing the anomaly happening to his spirit shield, his expression changed drastically. He held the axe with both his hands, aimed it toward Jonathan’s face, and brought it down.

“It’s too late.” The edges of Jonathan’s mouth curved upward before his right hand suddenly broke the spirit shield on Sofus’ chest apart.

Pftt! Blood spurted out of Sofus’ mouth as a look of disbelief was seen in his eyes. He flew backward violently into the valley. While his body was still flying in midair, Jonathan dashed forward faster than him.

The sword fragments rapidly jabbed into Sofus’ meridians to seal off his spiritual energy. In an instant, Sofus appeared like a deflated balloon as he stared at Jonathan sullenly on the ground. “How did you break my spirit shield apart?”

“Nothing is impossible.” Standing next to Sofus, Jonathan uttered, “If your spirit shield were formed by the spiritual energy you’ve amassed yourself, then it wouldn’t have been easy for me to shatter it. However, breaking apart a spirit shield formed with impure spiritual energy is much easier. I just need to use a little pure spiritual energy to destroy the balance of the spirit shield and crack it.”

He then picked up the axe and played with it. “I’m only here to look for medicine, Sofus. Based on what you said earlier, your master’s not dead yet. Even though you attacked me, I won’t give you two trouble as long as you hand me the medicine.”

sense of humor, Jonathan. Summerbank Abyss requires the blood essence of four Grandmasters every three years to reseal it. Otherwise, the monsters from within will break the seal apart and flood into the outside world. We, the Phoebus Sect, have been protecting the world for nearly two thousand years, and now you’re telling me you won’t bring us trouble? Let me tell you something, Jonathan. If you

axe was already placed next to his

axe, he saw Jonathan’s expression had turned icy. “I hate it when people try to stop me by saying it’s for the greater good. I don’t give a d*mn if you’re trying to seal monsters or gods here. The pill is the only

puzzled look. “How can you not

Grandmaster Realm cultivators died in the hands of the Phoebus Sect. Let me ask you this. Do you consider those three thousand cultivators as part of the people living in the world? Even if Summerbank Abyss contains some of the deadliest creatures on the planet, what right does your sect have

was a little

you can say you did it for the greater good. However, if you sacrificed others to

shut Sofus’ up

 Sofus is only sixteen years old, yet his cultivation level has already reached the advanced phase of Grandmaster Realm. His monstrous constitution is enough to cause a commotion in any faction. However, he’s still too young. Even though he may appear mature for his age, his line of thinking is far too naïve because he had been cultivating deep in the mountains for a long time. It’s easy for people to manipulate him if he was brainwashed with extreme ideas from a young age. Based on our conversation earlier, it’s not hard to figure out

turned around because he felt an extremely powerful spiritual energy rapidly approaching him

energy, Sofus shouted with joy, “Master!

a black figure finally appeared in

a skinny old man wearing a black robe with a white beard so long that it touched his chest. He also had

holding a horsetail whisk. Unlike how other

made others feel as though

just standing there, Jonathan felt as