The Legendary Man

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.

thin air in the corridor. Zebedee could sense at least dozens of weapons using his spiritual

Zebedee was surprised at

weren’t ordinary weapons; they were

grave danger if one got stabbed by

his sword to block the incoming attacks. Right that moment, Jonathan had stabbed his

senses overlapped as they

the latter raised his left

Clang!

through his body. He was on the

void physical attacks and spiritual sense

realized Jonathan

take action personally, so

need to hold him back so the remaining four can

what Zebedee had planned in mind when a loud

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

Crack, crack!

slow down and

midair, the three of them started

before Jonathan were horribly

that the previous crash wrecked their bones and internal organs. They were as dead

the ground, was deadly. Even Jonathan would sustain severe injuries if he

that could become different lengths and continuously injected his spiritual

grew longer and became around ten

aimed it at a window beneath

magical item in the direction of the window, and it pierced the

Jonathan used

Jonathan was able to slow

his arms as he struggled to

surging toward his arms to repair his wounded

and crashed into the window on the fourteenth floor with

more

on a huge office desk as the scene of the building

other two to the ninth floor

running out