Chapter 651 The Waterfall

The Grand Hotel was considered the most luxurious hotel in Sparaville. Usually, only distinguished guests frequented the place. Alas, the hotel was in chaos that day.

Screams echoed everywhere as everyone who was above the twentieth floor started escaping downstairs. The four Jetroinian cultivators mingled among the crowd and headed downstairs, trying to cover their escape with the help of the crowd.

Unfortunately for them, their simple plan didn’t escape Jonathan’s spiritual sense. “Freeze!” Jonathan growled. With that, everyone within a thirty-meter radius froze in their tracks.

Jonathan’s figure flashed through the corridor. Time was of the essence, so he had to be fast if he wanted to slaughter more cultivators.

Jonathan sensed that Zebedee was currently above him.

Boom! The ceiling was smashed into pieces, and Zebedee landed in the corridor of the twentieth floor with his weapon. However, Jonathan had stopped a member of Team Oracle at the stairwell.

“Ah!” the member of Team Oracle gasped when he saw Jonathan. Knowing he had no means of escape, he decided to go all out and charged toward Jonathan boldly.

Waving the Heaven Sword, Jonathan went down the stairs without even stopping. The Grandmaster stared at his broken weapon as anguish flashed across his eyes.

Blood spurted out of his chest like a never-ending fountain. He seemed to have exerted all of his energy after breathing twice. Hysterical cries reverberated in the air around him.

The panicked crowd shoved him frantically until he fell on the staircase before they stepped across his body and rushed downstairs. Just then, a figure appeared in a flash along the corridor. It was Zebedee.

The screams promptly vanished in an instant. Everyone in the stairwell who was running downstairs held their necks in pain and slumped to the ground.

Through his spiritual sense, Jonathan saw how Zebedee attacked innocent civilians. However, he couldn’t turn back to save them.

If he did that, he could stop Zebedee but not the other five Grandmasters. As a result, more people would die. All he could do now was to kill without considering the consequences.

Utilizing the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique at full force, Jonathan was able to gain an endless stream of energy as the pure spiritual energy traveled all over his body.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up to the three others who had arrived on the nineteenth floor.

Behind Jonathan, Zebedee’s broken blade was about to stab into his back.

“F*ck you!”

Without turning back, Jonathan swung his left hand backward.

in the corridor. Zebedee could sense at least dozens of

at the sheer amount of

weren’t ordinary weapons; they

if one got stabbed by a magical

incoming attacks. Right that moment, Jonathan had stabbed

Zebedee’s spiritual senses overlapped as

his left arm. At once,

Clang!

coursed through his body. He was on

to void physical attacks and spiritual sense attacks, but

relaxed promptly when he realized

as he couldn’t take action personally, so the other two Grandmasters on the nineteenth floor should

to hold him back so

had planned in mind

completely. Immediately afterward, he crashed into the other two Grandmasters with

Crack, crack!

were crushed instantly. However, Jonathan didn’t slow down and charged out through the hole in the corridor wall with them in

three of them started to

Grandmasters before Jonathan

bones and internal

floor, which was around sixty meters above the ground, was deadly. Even Jonathan would

item that could become different lengths and

longer and became around ten

the staff and aimed it at

direction of the window, and it

used the staff

slightly, Jonathan was able to slow

as he

energy kept surging toward his arms to repair

the magical item was straightened again, Jonathan retracted his spiritual energy and crashed into the window

two more

office desk as the scene of the building appeared

led the other two to the ninth floor through

running out of

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