Chapter 941 The Mysterious Old Man

Jonathan was extremely confident in his plan.

The greatest advantage of taking a flight was that the Remdikians couldn't conduct a spot check even if they suspected he was onboard.

Logically speaking, as long as he could get himself up in the air, the Remdikians would be powerless to do anything unless they were prepared to take down the entire plane with all its passengers.

Once he was airborne, he could hijack a plane and fly it to Harfush.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect the Remdikians to be one step ahead of him by preemptively sealing the airport.

Standing outside the airport fence, Jonathan felt his heart beating furiously as he stared at the rows of planes that had been grounded.

Yet those were the least of his worries, as the airport was littered with surveillance cameras and alarms.

It felt as if they were already waiting for him.

Just as he alighted from his car and prepared to sneak into the airport, an alarm was triggered.

All of a sudden, Jonathan was surrounded by over thirty Grandmaster Realm cultivators.

By then, he was already numbed by the huge amount of cultivators Remdik had in reserve.

Even if Remdik sent a thousand cultivators after him, Jonathan would no longer be surprised.

He had, after all, seen the massive power Remdik possessed firsthand.

However, little did he know that what he saw wasn't real.

It was similar to a case of survivorship bias. If one were taking a train and inquired with the surrounding passengers whether they had bought tickets, most of them would answer in the affirmative other than the rare few who freeloaded.

Even though Remdik had loads of cultivators and the fact that they were well organized due to how centralized the country's authority was, their real numbers revolved around a much smaller amount.

went against nature. If it wasn't for the mad scientist, Charleigh, Grandmaster Realm cultivators would still be a rare

cultivators everywhere in Remdik due to the

Realm were useless against Jonathan, the Remdikian authorities had

in resignation at the

“I do.”

hunched back old man

to sustaining

he would have already achieved God

the vigor the old man exuded, Jonathan greeted him politely on the account of

throughout my journey. You lot are simply no match for

we aren't here to kill

pulled out a syringe from his

liquid inside

cracking bones, the hunched-back old man straightened his back. He then took a deep

to be able to stand

Bam!

of an eye, the old

Jonathan managed to dodge it, the sonic boom that resulted from its blistering speed

is no f*cking Grandmaster

from the speed and power alone, Jonathan could tell that the old

Jonathan hadn't evaded in the nick of time, his

Sword was thrust at the old man's elixir field. Before it could even get close, the old man deflected it with a palm strike

Crack!

wrist was snapped with a

Sword, which turned into an afterimage and

in two. When Heaven Sword

arm chopped off, the old man maintained an emotionless

magical weapon that can attack automatically by consuming Pryncyp. No wonder plenty of Remdikian cultivators have died

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