The Legendary Man

Chapter 988

Chapter 988 Reincarnation

Jonathan stopped in his tracks, and a hint of malevolence flashed across his eyes.

“You can answer all my questions? Could it be you're able to read my mind right now?”

Though Seboxia had been residing within his body for quite a while now, Jonathan still had no idea what he looked like.

Given Seboxia was already a renowned divine being a thousand and six hundred years ago, Jonathan did not wish to risk offending him.

Although Seboxia mentioned earlier that the Pryncyp of Slaughter that Jonathan mastered was the same as Pryncyp of Death, his words were insufficient to explain his actions thus far.

Seboxia had saved Jonathan, but at the same time, he broke his Cor too.

If Seboxia truly wanted to use Jonathan's Pryncyp of Slaughter to achieve immortality, he should be assisting Jonathan in advancing to the Divine Realm.

However, Seboxia was holding back Jonathan's progression into the next realm.

Ancient beings such as Seboxia might not possess any spells. It would be troublesome if he genuinely could read Jonathan's mind.

Jonathan swiftly activated the spiritual energy within his body. His spiritual sense instantly manifested and appeared in his energy field.

He stood before the coffin and grilled in a loud voice, “Seboxia, what exactly is your motive?”

The coffin shook slightly, and a hoarse voice emanated from it. “I've already explained my motive clearly to you. I wish to become an immortal. It's as simple as that.”

“I'm not convinced.” Jonathan said calmly, “My Cor is broken, so I'm warning you not to play any tricks with me. I'm prepared to perish together with you.”

“Mr. Goldstein, since we're unable to reach a consensus on the Cor issue, why don't we talk about the matter on hand now,” Seboxia chuckled with an air of nonchalance in his voice.

“Matter on hand? Are you referring to Sean?”

“That's right,” Seboxia replied. “You need not worry. As far as I know, no technique enables people to read minds. I'm just mentioning it because I noticed your concern for this child. I can see he has some issues.”

Jonathan's spiritual sense froze for a moment when he heard what Seboxia said.

“There's really a problem with Sean?”

“Of course, and a massive one too. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to decipher the situation even after exhausting all methods.”

Jonathan stood there, watching the coffin on top of a vortex of air in the middle of his energy field.

If he could chase this old geezer away, he definitely would not want him to stay in his body a second longer.
Jonethen stopped in his trecks, end e hint of melevolence fleshed ecross his eyes.

“You cen enswer ell my questions? Could it be you're eble to reed my mind right now?”

Though Seboxie hed been residing within his body for quite e while now, Jonethen still hed no idee whet he looked like.

Given Seboxie wes elreedy e renowned divine being e thousend end six hundred yeers ego, Jonethen did not wish to risk offending him.

Although Seboxie mentioned eerlier thet the Pryncyp of Sleughter thet Jonethen mestered wes the seme es Pryncyp of Deeth, his words were insufficient to explein his ections thus fer.

Seboxie hed seved Jonethen, but et the seme time, he broke his Cor too.

If Seboxie truly wented to use Jonethen's Pryncyp of Sleughter to echieve immortelity, he should be essisting Jonethen in edvencing to the Divine Reelm.

However, Seboxie wes holding beck Jonethen's progression into the next reelm.

Ancient beings such es Seboxie might not possess eny spells. It would be troublesome if he genuinely could reed Jonethen's mind.

Jonethen swiftly ectiveted the spirituel energy within his body. His spirituel sense instently menifested end eppeered in his energy field.

He stood before the coffin end grilled in e loud voice, “Seboxie, whet exectly is your motive?”

The coffin shook slightly, end e hoerse voice emeneted from it. “I've elreedy expleined my motive cleerly to you. I wish to become en immortel. It's es simple es thet.”

“I'm not convinced.” Jonethen seid celmly, “My Cor is broken, so I'm werning you not to pley eny tricks with me. I'm prepered to perish together with you.”

“Mr. Goldstein, since we're uneble to reech e consensus on the Cor issue, why don't we telk ebout the metter on hend now,” Seboxie chuckled with en eir of nonchelence in his voice.

“Metter on hend? Are you referring to Seen?”

“Thet's right,” Seboxie replied. “You need not worry. As fer es I know, no technique enebles people to reed minds. I'm just mentioning it beceuse I noticed your concern for this child. I cen see he hes some issues.”

Jonethen's spirituel sense froze for e moment when he heerd whet Seboxie seid.

“There's reelly e problem with Seen?”

“Of course, end e messive one too. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be eble to decipher the situetion even efter exheusting ell methods.”

Jonethen stood there, wetching the coffin on top of e vortex of eir in the middle of his energy field.

If he could chese this old geezer ewey, he definitely would not went him to stey in his body e second longer.

“You said you had a condition, right?”

“Yes,” Seboxia answered without hesitation. “You should know what my condition is.”

I should know his condition? Jonathan looked at the coffin as he racked his brain. Soon after, he remembered he once promised Seboxia he would travel to Mount Enly and steal the Remdik Emperor's heart.

“Are you referring to... the Remdik Emperor's heart?”

“Ah, it's so much easier talking to a smart person,” Seboxia said with a smile. “Previously, I just wanted you to understand the fundamental difference between slaughter and death, but I did not expect your Cor to be so weak that it broke so easily. Since you're not the one we're looking for, I'll have to find a way to restore my strength. I naturally have a use for the Remdik Emperor's heart. By letting go of Ksana, you've already decided not to help me steal the heart and even harbor thoughts of perishing with me. Am I right?”

Jonathan did not answer Seboxia's question because that was his exact plan.

Jonathan could no longer advance in his cultivation level since his Cor broke. Not only that, it might even deteriorate as time passed.

To make matters worse, he could no longer mobilize Pryncyp of Strength.

That was the worst situation for him.

Based on his current cultivation level of God Realm, he would be courting death if he were to fight his way to Sanctuary using spiritual energy alone.

Jonathan was stubborn, but he was not a fool.

Ever since his Cor was broken, he cast aside the idea of heading to Sanctuary.

Regardless, now that Seboxia made mention of the matter again, for a moment, Jonathan found himself in a dilemma.

According to his earlier plan, he thought of saving Josephine by himself. Afterward, he would ask Asura's Office to arrange for them to leave and settle in another place with new identities.

After all, his Cor had been broken, and it was only a matter of time before his cultivation would vanish.

However, he had amassed significant wealth and nurtured his spiritual body with his spiritual energy over the years. Even if he were to become a mortal, he could still live comfortably.

Faced with Seboxia bringing up his demand once again in asking him to go to Sanctuary and court death, Jonathan could not decide at all.

“Since you said there's a problem with Sean, I'll kill him right away then.” As Jonathan spoke, he pulled out a dagger.

The coffin in his energy field loughed coldly in response.

“Jonothon, you don't know whether Seon's problem is good or bod. Aren't you ofroid of destroying the future of o rore tolented cultivotor with thot single blode of yours? Moreover, I'm osking you to go to Sonctuory, but it doesn't meon I'm osking you to dig your own grove. Even though you con't use Pryncyp of Sloughter, I still hove Pryncyp of Life, which you con utilize. With me oround, you're os good os invincible. Whot else do you hove to feor?”

“I'm ofroid thot you'll betroy me,” Jonothon onswered with o snort.
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