The Legendary Man

Chapter 946 The End Of A Legend

Both Vassily and Jokovich cornered Jonathan.

To survive, he had to choose which opponent he would face and which one to leave for Heaven Sword to deal with.

Due to his extreme speed, Jokovich was the obvious choice to face Heaven Sword.

However, Heaven Sword was too slow. In its prior encounter against Vassily, it did not succeed after the first time it caught him off guard and severed his arm.

In other words, Heaven Sword could only serve as a diversion against Vassily at best due to the vast amounts of energy it had used up.

Everything Jonathan had planned was aimed at stirring up psychological warfare between his two opponents.

He wanted them to think Vassily was the one chosen to face Heaven Sword to prevent the latter from reaching him.

Only in this manner could a formidable fighter like Vassily be distracted by the blade to allow Jonathan the opportunity to gain the upper hand.

Though the arrow looked harmless, it had once harmed Jonathan.

If not for his timely handling of the poison imbued on its tip, he would not have survived it even with his Pryncyp of Strength replenishing his reserves.

With Vassily's Kore broken, how else will he fight this?

Vassily examined the wound on his chest. Despite being quick enough to dodge Jonathan's strike and avoiding a fatal stab to his heart, the poison from the arrow was swiftly spreading through his body.

The wound had turned into a bruise the color of mud.

Once the poison was in his system, it spread even quicker. It was beginning to take over his lungs.

Without hesitation, Vassily drew a dagger and cut out a chunk of flesh the size of his fist from the wounded area.

Vassily smiled bitterly when he saw the black blood oozing out of him.

“After laying low all these years, I can't believe I'll fall by your hand.”

Having once been a Divine Realm cultivator in the absolute phase, Vassily knew how dire his condition was.

such a poison. All he had to do was

sieve, he could purge even more potent poison than that

a complete Pryncyp of Strength to treat

as young as you, Jonathan. Even in my death, you will know no

coldly and, with a light step,

Jonathan took the strike, then burrowed

“Stay where you are!”

out a fierce roar and slammed his right hand onto the ground, causing his spiritual energy to flow into

mastered Earthly Escape

change taking place beneath

noticed

earth beneath my feet did no more than harden. Did he use his spiritual energy to send out a force

his Pryncyp of Strength and stomped hard on

as his Pryncyp of Strength flooded downward, the spiritual energy force field beneath his feet shattered, and the earth regained its

Technique, Jonathan swiftly sank into the

dueling Jokovich in the distance, dissolved into an afterimage and went through the

“Get out!”

Boom!

the violent tremors behind him,

Vassily was livid.

waiting for a chance at recovery, he had captured Jonathan only to let it slip through his

beside himself

onto Jonathan, Vassily slammed

as the ground shook. Like an excavator in human form, Vassily dug a crater several meters across and close to

was still a man who

gaining several meters of depth from a single swipe,

the further

he finally regained his senses, Jonathan's aura had long since disappeared from both their spiritual

had escaped under

at the edge of the crater, silently

knew all too well

today. This crater seems appropriate as a metaphor for the grave he had