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!

the windows of the airport terminal and landed on the

Blood spilled from every orifice

counting on the remnants of Pryncyp of Strength within him to survive the

of the blast, he was

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

that moment—he was truly

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

to spew

Jonathan could not marshal his Pryncyp of Slaughter, his weapon remained motionless, unable

down at Jonathan. His eyes no longer

Realm, he was about to have a breakthrough but members of the

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

would diminish over time until he died an unknown cripple. But the tsar of

a

was going to ask for—the

was questionable, his

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

he did not expect Jonathan to be

almost got blown up by Jonathan before we entered into

light around Jonathan flickered frantically. It

down one last time, a soft thud sounded behind the

a man

man asked, glaring at

Jokovich said lightly as he

when he heard

can't believe somebody still remembers

Jokovich said as he gazed at Jonathan's 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. If it