The Legendary Man

Chapter 1098 A Fight Between Divine Realm Cultivators

Waves of spiritual pressure surged in the passage.

However, Jonathan was not crushed as Ivanov had expected.

In fact, Jonathan's armor was swiftly regenerating.

Furthermore, Jonathan's wounds were healing as the man himself rose to his feet shakily.

When he sensed the mighty life force Jonathan exuded, Ivanov halted.

“You're not Jonathan,” Ivanov icily said to Seboxia.

In the meantime, Seboxia was moving Jonathan's body.

Although he had helped Jonathan fight before, he had fought by manifesting a physical form with his Pryncyp of Life and spiritual energy.

Even during their time at Delisgar Ridge, Seboxia had only manifested a physical form using his spiritual power and had never gained full control over Jonathan's body as he did now.

Seboxia had successfully evaded the relentless passage of time during his thousand-year-long silence, but he could not escape the fate of becoming a ghost confined to the shadows.

Now that he was in Jonathan's body, Seboxia trembled as he took in all the senses the body could feel.

He was revitalized, and his spiritual energy was surging in his veins. His heart was pounding vigorously, and he could smell the scent of soil.

He could feel the pressure of the ground and the icy humidity that blanketed him.

Every single one of the sensations—no matter whether it was good or bad—seemed all too precious for Seboxia.

“So this is what it feels like to have a body. It's been such a long time since I felt all these things.”

Seboxia was rubbing his hands together in a frenzied manner, his actions resembling that of a madman.

The last time Seboxia took control of Jonathan's body, he only had temporary control because Jonathan's soul had been resisting him. As a consequence, Seboxia's control over Jonathan's body was incomplete, and he did not have clear access to all of Jonathan's senses.

his body, Seboxia could finally experience a profound awareness of the

been living in darkness for over a

increasingly addicted to the sensations, to the point where he entertained the idea of permanently taking over the

cultivators could see each other with remarkable clarity, down to

touching his arm like a

summoned two formless swords made from

of any use to Divine Realm cultivators like them, for there were too few magical items that could compare to Pryncyp. Most were

shudder, the two Pryncyp weapons silently

Pryncyp blades with

smile before clasping

of Strength, and you've noticed that I'm not Jonathan Goldstein. There's always someone who's the cause

his accent carrying a peculiar pronunciation that differed from the current

the ancient Remdikian dialect that was prevalent in remote

Ivanov asked

a slight bow. “I'm Seboxia of West

sharply when he heard

man from sixteen hundred years ago, the religion he founded, Seboxiasm, had been passed down to

of the West Region, the name “Seboxia” was listed as a forbidden word. It was prohibited to give this name to any humans or animals,

common name before the founding of Seboxiasm, there could only be one Seboxia after the establishment of Seboxiasm, and

Seboxia in front of me

saying that you're the one who founded Seboxiasm

Seboxia answered

any family who believes in Seboxiasm? If you do, I can give them a

“A blessing?”

In the next second, he reappeared

Bang!

as the two engaged in combat, a tremendous

meters away, the ground erupted like a

were forming like lines on