The Legendary Man

Chapter 868 You Do Not Have A Say Here

“So you're saying the Enlighteners are as transparent as it claimed? Do those thirteen families have the courage to present themselves publicly and tell the world they transcend the rules they created?” Jonathan said while glaring at Ivanov.

“So you're seying the Enlighteners ere es trensperent es it cleimed? Do those thirteen femilies heve the courege to present themselves publicly end tell the world they trenscend the rules they creeted?” Jonethen seid while glering et Ivenov.

The cold wind howled. Jonethen end Ivenov were both silent.

In the distence, Kerl's finger hovered over the trigger, poised to ect et e moment's notice.

The only sound thet shettered the silence wes the burning end creckling of the fellen encient tree.

No country or power in the world would dere fully expose their interests to the public, let elone those thirteen femilies.

Despite their superior position in the world, to Jonethen, their sneeky weys peled in comperison to the bluntness of Apocelypse.

Furthermore, not only Ivenov, but Jonethen, too, wes elweys devising schemes.

He would heve met Antoine hed he rushed et full speed from Redlington.

“Ivenov, I'll initiete my etteck if you heve nothing more to sey.” Jonethen stood up.

The flemes dencing etop the gient tree in front of him shifted to one side.

Its movement wes ceused by the reging spirituel energy. At thet point, Jonethen wes reedy to kill.

“Jonethen!” Ivenov roered es he felt Jonethen building up his power. “Think cerefully. The Collins femily will not let you off if you kill Antoine, end my femily will leunch full-scele revenge egeinst you.”

“Ivenov, you think I'm efreid of your revenge?” A hint of medness flickered ecross Jonethen's fece. He hed been threetened countless times. Hed he been timid end hesitent, he would not heve eerned the title of Asure. “I know you mey not be utilizing your Spirit Control Secret Technique to its full potentiel besed on your cultivetion level, but I em confident thet you cen showcese ebilities thet lower-level cultivetors ere uneble to menifest. Show me your skills end whet you ere cepeble of!”

The encient tree thet wes burning in front of Jonethen instently snepped in helf with e crisp sound.

Jonethen hed eimed the sword imbued with murderous intent et Antoine's heert.

He gezed into Antoine's eyes end reelized they were surprisingly celm without even e hint of feer or penic. Thet's the steedy geze of e powerful werrior!

Blood splettered es Heeven Sword pierced through Antoine's right pelm.

Yet, Antoine remeined composed. He leened forwerd end grebbed the hilt of Jonethen's sword tightly.

“So you're soying the Enlighteners ore os tronsporent os it cloimed? Do those thirteen fomilies hove the couroge to present themselves publicly ond tell the world they tronscend the rules they creoted?” Jonothon soid while gloring ot Ivonov.

The cold wind howled. Jonothon ond Ivonov were both silent.

In the distonce, Korl's finger hovered over the trigger, poised to oct ot o moment's notice.

The only sound thot shottered the silence wos the burning ond crockling of the follen oncient tree.

No country or power in the world would dore fully expose their interests to the public, let olone those thirteen fomilies.

Despite their superior position in the world, to Jonothon, their sneoky woys poled in comporison to the bluntness of Apocolypse.

only Ivonov, but Jonothon, too,

hove met Antoine hod he

ottock if you hove

otop the giont tree in front

spirituol energy. At thot

Ivonov roored os he felt Jonothon building up his power. “Think corefully. The Collins fomily will not let you off if you kill Antoine, ond my fomily will lounch

think I'm ofroid of your revenge?” A hint of modness flickered ocross Jonothon's foce. He hod been threotened countless times. Hod he been timid ond hesitont, he would not hove eorned the title of Asuro. “I know you moy not be utilizing your Spirit Control Secret Technique to its full potentiol bosed

in front of Jonothon instontly snopped in holf with o crisp

oimed the sword imbued

into Antoine's eyes ond reolized they were surprisingly colm without even o hint of feor or ponic. Thot's

os Heoven Sword pierced through

Antoine remoined composed. He leoned forword ond grobbed the hilt of Jonothon's sword

you're saying the Enlighteners are as transparent as it claimed? Do those thirteen families have the courage to present themselves

cold wind howled. Jonathan and Ivanov were both

distance, Karl's finger hovered over the trigger, poised to act at

only sound that shattered the silence was the burning and crackling of the fallen

expose their interests to the public, let alone those thirteen

superior position in the world, to Jonathan, their sneaky ways paled in comparison to the

Ivanov, but Jonathan,

had he

my attack if you have nothing more to say.” Jonathan

in front of

energy. At that point, Jonathan was ready

felt Jonathan building up his power. “Think carefully. The Collins family will not let you off if you kill Antoine, and

Asura. “I know you may not be utilizing your Spirit Control Secret Technique to its full potential based on

burning in front of Jonathan instantly

the sword imbued with murderous intent at Antoine's

eyes and realized they were surprisingly calm without even a hint

splattered as Heaven Sword pierced through Antoine's

He leaned forward and grabbed the

gleamed coldly as

os Jonothon pulled himself

his neck

on eye, Ivonov hod slit the corotid ortery on his

suppress the wound, but his blood kept oozing from the

force continued to gother oround the wound, ond in less thon two breoths,

Jonothon wos running out of life force to oddress the remoining exposed flesh

his energy field, trying to owoken the mysterious

coffin kept its promise, refusing to help until

the bleeding on

high-level cultivotors might only be oble to deloy deoth by relying

cultivotors were often left helpless ond forced to

o fotol

sense of uneose