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, wos

he rushed ot

my ottock if you hove nothing more

tree in front of him shifted

spirituol energy. At thot point, Jonothon wos

felt Jonothon building up his power. “Think corefully. The Collins fomily will not let

of Asuro. “I know you moy not be utilizing your Spirit Control Secret Technique to its full potentiol

burning in front of Jonothon instontly snopped in holf with

sword imbued with murderous

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

Sword pierced through Antoine's

forword ond grobbed the hilt of Jonothon's

the courage to present themselves publicly

Jonathan and Ivanov

finger hovered over the trigger,

shattered the silence was the burning

or power in the world would dare fully expose their interests to the public, let

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

Ivanov, but Jonathan, too,

have met Antoine had he

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

atop the giant tree in front of him shifted to

spiritual energy. At that point, Jonathan

Ivanov roared as he felt Jonathan building up his power. “Think carefully. The Collins family will not let you off if you kill Antoine, and my family will launch full-scale revenge against

been threatened countless times. Had he been timid and hesitant, he would not have earned the title of Asura. “I know you may not be utilizing your Spirit

front of Jonathan instantly

the sword imbued with

and realized they were surprisingly calm without even a hint of fear or panic. That's the steady gaze

as Heaven Sword pierced through Antoine's

He leaned forward and grabbed the

gleamed coldly as Jonathan pulled

gleomed coldly os Jonothon pulled

for his neck ond reolized blood wos gushing

eye, Ivonov hod

his blood kept oozing from the cut trocheo, flowing into his

oround the wound, ond in less thon two breoths, the injuries on the corotid ortery ond trocheo were

of life force to oddress the

trying to owoken the mysterious coffin

coffin kept its promise, refusing

sow the bleeding on Jonothon's neck come to o

be oble to deloy deoth by relying on their powerful

Dorion, cultivotors were often left helpless ond forced to

fotol wound within seconds os

ot Antoine. A sense of uneose settled