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.

a poison. All he had to do was master

a sieve, he could purge even more potent poison than that out of

I go to find a complete Pryncyp of Strength

someone as young as you, Jonathan. Even in my death, you will

coldly and, with a light step,

Jonathan took

“Stay where you are!”

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

mastered

taking place beneath his feet, Jonathan became

noticed

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

that possibility, he mobilized his Pryncyp of Strength and

Strength flooded downward, the spiritual energy force field

Technique,

dissolved into an afterimage and went through the ground, landing securely

“Get out!”

Boom!

the violent tremors behind him, Jonathan

Vassily was livid.

recovery, he had captured Jonathan only to let it

was beside himself

onto Jonathan, Vassily slammed the

Like an excavator in human form, Vassily dug a crater several meters across and close to thirty meters deep in a matter of

man who

of depth from a single swipe, he

slower the further down he

his senses, Jonathan's aura had

had escaped under the noses of the

the edge of the crater, silently gazing

of Sanctuary, he knew all too well what would entail after being pierced

This crater seems appropriate as a metaphor for the grave he