The Legendary Man

Chapter 943 Live Leverage

“Run!” the old man shouted before turning around and dashing backward.

He was the only one who was in a panic.

If the others did not take cover and opted instead to expend further spiritual energy to maintain the trap formation, nothing would happen to them.

Though the force of the explosion would be immense, they would only be thrown off their feet and sustain serious injuries at worst rather than losing their lives.

However, it was ruined by his call to flee.

Being in the trap formation, the old man would not have survived if the bomb had gone off.

His call to flee was not only in concern for the lives of over thirty men under him but also to have them disrupt the formation so he could escape unharmed.

With a deafening blast, the bomb went off.

The air compressed violently. A shockwave spread outward in an instant.

Except for the old man, the three dozen cultivators of Grandmaster Realm were struck by the shockwave.

Aside from several who stumbled backward, a majority maintained the spirit shield with all their strength even while running for their lives.

Upon receiving the order to retreat, most of them turned their backs toward the center of the explosion.

Those who were struck by the blast were sent flying into the air, howling in pain.

Steaks of golden light swirled at the center of the blast. It was the strange bronze handbell hanging above Jonathan's head.

Though the bronze handbell could deter most defenses, the shock of Jonathan's strike transmitted onto himself.

Crack!

shattering glass, he flew through the windows of the airport

Blood spilled from every orifice and made it impossible for

to survive the blast.

prepared for the magnitude of the blast, he was ill-prepared for

steady stream of spiritual energy into the bronze handbell above his head to maintain

at that moment—he

and just looked at Jonathan. Just as they were about to step forward to examine the situation, a figure entered through the hole Jonathan

to spew a geyser of

Pryncyp of Slaughter, his

old man gazed down at Jonathan. His eyes no longer contained the calm they had

ago, during the absolute phase of his Divine Realm, he was about to have a breakthrough but members

the old man's cultivation level had deteriorated steadily until he stagnated at the absolute phase of Grandmaster

until he died an unknown cripple. But the

captured Jonathan was entitled to a wish

knew what he was going to ask for—the medicine capable of reversing even death

the medicine was questionable, his body was beyond repair. Therefore, he had nothing

was the reason he mobilized his connections to keep a close eye on Jonathan's every move so he could arrive at Ballachov ahead of time to set things

not expect Jonathan to be capable of

before we

flickered frantically. It had turned into a shadow that

down one last time, a soft

a man in

old man asked, glaring

venerable Mr. Vassily,” Jokovich said lightly as he undid his

Vassily's eyes when he heard his name, which dimmed

believe somebody still remembers

wretched figure on the ground. “Since Remdik Emperor's reign, you are the only one capable of attaining the absolute phase of Divine Realm within fifty years.