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.

willingly surrendering his body, Seboxia could finally experience a profound awareness of the vessel he was

who had been

increasingly addicted to the sensations, to the

shrouded in darkness, the two Divine Realm cultivators could see each

watched Seboxia touching his arm like a lunatic, the louder the alarm bells in Ivanov's

formless swords made from

for there were too few magical items that could compare to Pryncyp. Most were much weaker

a shudder, the two Pryncyp weapons silently

blades

with a smile before clasping

the Pryncyp of Strength, and you've noticed that I'm not Jonathan Goldstein. There's always someone who's the cause of another's grievance. Mister, why don't you let me go so

in fluent Remdikian, his accent carrying a peculiar pronunciation that differed

the ancient Remdikian dialect that

Ivanov asked

did a slight bow. “I'm Seboxia of

inhaled sharply when he heard Seboxia's

been

was prohibited to give this name to any humans or animals, and its use for commercial purposes was also strictly prohibited. This measure was taken to show respect for the

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

front of

you saying that you're the one who founded

answered with

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

“A blessing?”

next second, he reappeared

Bang!

the two engaged in combat, a tremendous

confrontation, dozens of meters away, the ground erupted like a spring with sand, gravel, and soil shooting up

were forming like lines on a