Chapter 979 Giving Up His Sword

As expected from Seboxia, who is capable enough of establishing a religion that is renowned throughout the world. I am in no way comparable to him in terms of moral principles and mental acuity.

Through Seboxia's Mystic Dimension, he witnessed the ancient era in which all living beings could cultivate and was overcome with a feeling of helplessness.

Jonathan knew Seboxia had said all those things to destroy his Cor, but he still couldn't help questioning himself.

His perception and determination to adhere to the Pryncyp of Slaughter were starting to waver.

The Cor of a cultivator was of paramount importance in the process of cultivation.

Taking the life of a cultivator was pretty simple. To ensure a successful kill, a person would just have to sever the circulatory system and the head.

However, destroying a cultivator's Cor was a tricky process, as it was not a physical substance.

An obstinate young child, who was obstinate and unyielding, might shout when their parents attempted to reprimand or chastise them.

Nevertheless, no matter how much pressure was applied, they would never show any sign of acquiescence.

Right now, Jonathan's Cor was on the brink of destruction.

Three years ago, he had seen that Chanaea had been thrown into a state of disarray and upheaval. In order to put an end to the chaos, he had decided to set up Asura's Office with the intention of using any means necessary to restore peace and order.

That was what Jonathan had done.

Within three years, he had traveled from Harfush to all around Chanaea.

Back then, Jonathan's role model had been an ancient king who had fought his way to unite the country.

He had never wavered in his stance to counter violence with violence.

However, Jonathan's resolve started wavering after he met Seboxia.

The universe is unconscious as it regards everyone as insignificant.

fact that, even though he was acting in what he felt was the pursuit of justice, he had still taken lives and

act of murder for the purpose of theft, they would be widely reviled

of a noble cause, they

people were treated differently, but they were, after all,

wanted Jonathan to join his side so he

valid justification, but they would still have to go to

lives what

deep in thought when someone

even bothering to use his spiritual sense to find out who

Jonathan's voice

open, and

greeted as he sat up

I was worried about you, so I got Aunt Sophia

was about to explain herself, but Sophia patted the back of her hand

bringing me here, Emmeline. I really appreciate it. I think it would be best if

at Jonathan before walking out and closing

Sophia. He reached out to take

her wrist

at her in confusion. “Aunt Sophia, what are you doing?” he asked, looking at his

fight for a few days and cannot even defeat a Precelestial Realm cultivator. Look

forced chuckle and took her pulse by coursing his spiritual energy across her

her wrist, he said, “It looks like

pure life force from his body into

at Jonathan

incessant, overwhelming sensation of ants scurrying around her body, making her skin crawl and itch beyond belief. The sensation was so unbearable

there. It

controlled his life force to

process lasted for dozens of seconds, and Sophia was becoming increasingly itchy. She was on the brink of giving in to her urge to scratch when Jonathan finally moved his hand

wheelchair, her clothes drenched with

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