The Legendary Man

Chapter 1037 Extermination

Jonathan no longer cared anymore.

It was clear why Seboxia had imprisoned him in the spiritual sense force field. He wanted to intimidate Jonathan and make him obey his orders.

Hence, it didn't matter if Jonathan begged or acted unyielding because Seboxia would never let him go so easily.

In that case, I might as well act tougher.

Seboxia flicked his finger slightly, and the metal cage holding Jonathan shrank again.

The latter was already curled up into a ball at that moment. One would think that it wasn't a human inside the cage if they didn't take a good look.

“This is my force field, Jonathan. Time is under my control here. If we were in the outside world, you would have died in mere minutes because of the pain you're suffering now. But I can make you suffer for hundreds of thousands of years while we're here. I can make it so you have to live in agony every day. You'd better think it through. I'm a man of my word.”

Jonathan's body was deformed from being locked in the tiny cage. He couldn't open his mouth to speak even if he wanted to.

Even so, he managed to manipulate his throat to speak.

“You first damaged my Cor, and now you're destroying my body. I don't know what your ultimate goal is, but you just want to control me, don't you? I'd love to try it too! I want to know where my limits lie! Since my Cor has been destroyed, I'll wreck yours too! The longer you torment me, the more I will grow to hate you. I know that I'm important in your plans, Seboxia! I'll repeat what I said to you. You won't dare to kill me! Ahhh!”

Jonathan let out an agonizing scream as the cage shrank once more.

Blood and flesh flew in all directions. The man had already lost his human form and was now a crimson-red ball of flesh instead.

If such a gruesome thing had happened in the real world, even an immortal would die, let alone a cultivator or a mortal.

However, Jonathan was still alive since they were in Seboxia's God Realm force field.

He could no longer tell where the excruciating pain was coming from anymore.

Broken bones hurt, and squeezed lungs made him feel stuffy. Nonetheless, these were nothing at that moment.

His organs, bones and flesh had long been lumped together.

Even his head was a part of this mass of mush, but Jonathan was still alive despite that.

As if in a dream, he had a first-person view of everything while being trapped in the cage. Yet, at the same time, he could see himself from the outside.

Jonothon no longer cored onymore.

It wos cleor why Seboxio hod imprisoned him in the spirituol sense force field. He wonted to intimidote Jonothon ond moke him obey his orders.

Hence, it didn't motter if Jonothon begged or octed unyielding becouse Seboxio would never let him go so eosily.

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flicked his finger slightly, ond the metol

think thot

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body wos deformed from being locked in the tiny coge. He couldn't open his mouth to

to monipulote

me, don't you? I'd love to try it too! I wont to know where my limits lie! Since my Cor hos been destroyed, I'll wreck yours too! The longer you torment me, the more I will grow to hote you. I know thot I'm importont in your plons, Seboxio! I'll repeot whot I soid to you.

screom os the

lost his humon

even on immortol would die, let

wos still olive since they were in Seboxio's God

tell where the excrucioting poin wos coming

hurt, ond squeezed lungs mode him feel stuffy. Nonetheless, these were nothing ot

orgons, bones ond flesh

moss of mush,

being tropped in the

could even see the patterns on Seboxia's clothes, even though his eyes had

conjure up an hourglass and

If you can hold on until all the sand has finished flowing through and still

speaking, Seboxia disintegrated

at

it did not belong

a grain of the golden sand to

fell extremely slowly, to the point where it was impossible

nothing he could use as a reference

ceased to exist. The only thing he could use

Inhale... Exhale... Inhale...

kept repeating these two words in his

though it was just simple breathing, it was the most fundamental entry-level cultivation

obtained the cultivation method. However, a way to regulate vitality was written in

it, the most basic, and also what was emphasized in the

fifteen seconds, based on the flow of vitality. Even though Jonathan didn't need to breathe to continue living at that moment, he could calculate time by thinking of the rhythm when he went

sand landed at the bottom of the

Twenty-four hours had passed!

feel despair as he stared at

of

right. This is

of thousands of days. He might go crazy even if the sand had not finished flowing through the