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.

though he was acting in what he felt was the pursuit of justice, he had still taken lives and that this was an inescapable truth. There was no difference between good

heinous act of murder for the purpose of theft, they would be widely reviled and viewed with disdain by the vast majority

service of a noble cause, they might be widely respected and even honored

types of people were treated differently, but they were,

wanted Jonathan to join his side so he could become

was a valid justification, but they would

taking lives

in thought when someone knocked on

the door, not even bothering to use his spiritual sense

Jonathan's voice was

pushed open, and Emmeline pushed

he sat

an apologetic look. “Jonathan, I was worried about you, so I

Sophia patted the back of her hand

here, Emmeline. I really appreciate it. I think it would be best if you take a break now so that I can talk to

took one last glance at Jonathan before walking out and closing the

reached out to take her

to place his hand on her wrist when she

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

a soft chuckle and gently patted his hand. “I've only been to class to learn how to fight for a few days and cannot even defeat a Precelestial Realm

forced chuckle and took her pulse by coursing his spiritual energy

like your wrist

a pure life

widened her eyes to stare at

her body, making her skin crawl and itch beyond belief. The sensation was

there. It will

controlled his life force to empower Sophia's

was becoming increasingly itchy. She was on the brink of giving in to her

sank into her wheelchair, her clothes

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