The Legendary Man

Chapter 979

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.

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

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

if someone took a life in the service of a noble cause, they might be widely respected

people were treated differently, but they

his side

a valid justification, but they would still have

taking lives

was deep in thought when someone knocked

at the door, not even bothering to use his

in.” Jonathan's voice

pushed open,

as he sat

an apologetic look. “Jonathan, I was worried about

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

it would be best if you take a break now so

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 just about to place his hand on her

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

been to class to learn how to fight for a few days and cannot

and took her pulse by coursing his

his grasp on her wrist, he said, “It looks like your wrist is all healed. Your hairline fracture has recovered

life force

eyes to stare at Jonathan as anguish

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

Sophia, hang in there. It will be over

force to empower Sophia's flesh to

of seconds, and Sophia was becoming increasingly itchy. She was on the

her wheelchair, her clothes drenched

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255