The Legendary Man

Chapter 650 The Hunt

Jonathan gritted his teeth while going through the image in his head. The next instant, the floor beneath him shattered to pieces, and he crashed into the wall like a charging bull.

In the living room next door, a man in a bathrobe was going through some documents. Following a loud crash, the wall in his house exploded. As Jonathan’s figure dashed across the room before his eyes, all the furniture in the room was blown into smithereens.

The man turned around to check the enormous hole behind him while still holding the documents, only to see the elderly man showing up again and rushing toward him.

With three of his seven opponents gathered in one spot, there was no reason not to get rid of them in one go.

While still under the bell’s protection, Jonathan crashed into another wall. He grabbed the bell in his hand with a wave and pierced Heaven Sword forward.

“I’ll block him!” shouted one of the members of Team Oracle.

However, his long sword was broken by Heaven Sword the moment it was lifted.

His head also flew backward before stopping mid-air.

It was as if the entire room was frozen in time.

“Condense!”

Jonathan made a gesture with his left hand to set up a Grandmaster Realm force field.

Unlike the force fields that he had set up before, it only covered a distance of ten meters. However, the spiritual energy it contained was scarily compact.

Whoever had achieved Grandmaster Realm would be able to form a force field. Jonathan wouldn’t be able to break other force fields with his own even if he had reached God Realm and had a stronger force field.

Nonetheless, the inability to break force fields didn’t mean he couldn’t utilize his force field to limit his opponents’ movements.

By condensing his spiritual energy within his force field so compactly that it became almost a solid object, cultivators who were trapped within it would only be able to form a spherical field of one meter in radius even if they tried and wouldn’t be able to move around.

Jonathan dashed past the remaining two people before smashing the door and leaving.

Standing in the middle of the room, Zebedee was filled with rage.

had more or less been under his tutelage ever since they joined Team

witnessed their growth in becoming the elites that they

married nor had children,

four of

“Jonathan!”

in Jonathan’s direction, aiming at

Clang!

rune lit up

blood as his figure faltered, but he still made it into

Oracle was already holding a blade against

witness Jonathan in the act, he had perceived through his spiritual sense

to outrun

until Zebedee’s arrival, Zebedee would be able

it was a nice idea, Jonathan

wielded his blade for

below, while the Team Oracle member was chopped into two halves that ended up falling

placed on moral considerations in situations where innocent people were

trick worked, there would be no end to hostage situations

as to make a

like that, their opponents would reach the consensus that hostages were

such a method, Dorian and

it had become an iron

tap on the hostage’s shoulder as he brushed past the latter and then

infused with spiritual energy, which would prevent major blood loss.

same time, Zebedee, who had been hot on Jonathan’s heels, finally

similar in terms of cultivation level, and Jonathan was intent on fleeing while utilizing his bell. He could neither catch up with

able to figure out the function of the odd magical item in Jonathan’s possession

As within, so without.

bell exuded wouldn’t only block attacks from the

had already had his suspicions during the initial moments when they traded blows. Given the prowess of Jonathan’s magical item that managed to block a blow from his blade, Snowfall, it

would

times after