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.

had to come to terms with the fact that, even though he was acting in what he felt was the pursuit of

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

took a life in the service of a noble cause, they might

treated differently, but they

to join his side so he

but they would

lives what

deep in thought when someone knocked on the

use his spiritual sense to find

in.” Jonathan's voice

was pushed open, and Emmeline pushed

Sophia,” Jonathan greeted as he sat up and forced a

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

Sophia patted

really appreciate it. I think it would be best if you take a

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

and gazed at Sophia. He reached out to take her pulse, wanting to find out how she was progressing in

place his hand on her wrist when

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

soft chuckle and gently patted his hand. “I've only been to class to learn how to fight for a few days and

her pulse by coursing his spiritual energy across her

like your wrist is all healed. Your

directed a pure life force

to stare at

her skin crawl and itch beyond belief. The sensation was so unbearable that, at that moment, she wished

hang in there. It

to empower Sophia's flesh to

becoming increasingly itchy. She was on the brink of giving

sank into her wheelchair, her clothes drenched with

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