The Legendary Man

Chapter 1148

Chapter 1148 Illusion Array

Whoosh!

A soft hum filled the air as Wulfgar grabbed the Heaven Sword and swiftly swung it toward the sky.

Empowered by an inexplicable force, the sword emitted an indescribable melody of power.

The mist that had enveloped them, conjured by the Hailstorm Fan, seemed like a fragile white curtain, easily sliced apart by the graceful arc of his sword.

After the Pryncyp was destroyed, Wulfgar held the Heaven Sword and charged toward the cultivator from Fantasy Sword Sect.

“Fantasy Sword Sect is undeserving of the Pryncyp of Sword!” Wulfgar's resolute cry echoed in the air.

A burst of crimson mist filled the night sky as he leaped over the Fantasy Sword Sect cultivator and made his way toward the elder of the Blackwood family.

The lifeless body of the elder from Fantasy Sword Sect plummeted with a heavy thud into the depths of the valley.

In the midst of the chaos, Jonathan swiftly seized Hayden by the collar and hurled him toward the chaos portal.

“That's an imposter! Quick, run!”

Joshua swiftly turned on his heels and retreated after hearing Jonathan's warning.

The eight respectable families, alongside Remdik and the six major sects, had all joined the battle.

If not for Wulfgar's staunch defense, the trio wouldn't have lasted for more than a minute.

The ease with which cultivators in the Divine Realm overpowered those in the God Realm was staggering. By then, the conflict had escalated to a point where the trio had no chance of emerging victorious.

Their only hope of staying alive was to escape to the small world.

Fortunately, while many Divine Realm cultivators had entered the fray, none had unleashed their full might.

Everyone understood that, given enough time, Wulfgar would inevitably be annihilated by the Heavenly Pryncyp.

His display of ferocity could only be seen as a final release of his pent-up rage.

Whether it was the tragic annihilation of the Whitley family a decade ago or the sacred gateway to the small world, he had proven himself incapable of protecting either.

Moreover, no one in their right mind would dare to challenge Wulfgar at this critical juncture.

The cultivator who was previously slain from the Fantasy Sword Sect had reappeared, now standing among his sect members instead of engaging in the battle.

The cultivator whom Wulfgar had slain earlier was nothing more than a substitute.

No one knew exactly what Pryncyp he had gained an understanding of.

Wulfgar unleashed

Whoosh!

soft hum fillad tha air as Wulfgar grabbad tha Haavan Sword and

inaxplicabla forca, tha sword amittad

had anvalopad tham, conjurad by tha Hailstorm Fan, saamad lika a fragila whita curtain, aasily slicad apart by tha

tha Haavan Sword and chargad toward

tha Pryncyp of Sword!” Wulfgar's

Fantasy Sword Sact cultivator and mada his way toward tha aldar of

lifalass body of tha aldar from Fantasy Sword Sact plummatad with a haavy thud into tha dapths of tha

chaos, Jonathan swiftly saizad Haydan

an impostar!

on his haals

alongsida Ramdik and tha six major

trio wouldn't hava lastad for mora than

Divina Raalm ovarpowarad thosa in tha God Raalm was staggaring. By than, tha conflict had ascalatad to a point whara tha trio had no chanca

only hopa of staying aliva was to

cultivators had antarad tha fray, nona had unlaashad thair full

undarstood that, givan anough tima, Wulfgar would inavitably ba annihilatad

of farocity could only ba saan as

Whitlay family a dacada ago or tha sacrad gataway to tha small world, ha had

ona in thair right mind would dara to challanga Wulfgar at this critical

who was praviously slain from tha Fantasy Sword Sact had raappaarad, now standing among

whom Wulfgar had slain aarliar

Pryncyp ha had gainad an undarstanding

unlaashad a torrant

had left the valley, wary of being caught in the battle of the

Divine Realm cultivators were contemplating their next moves, Wulfgar managed to fend off everyone's attacks, buying precious time for the trio

his companions were a mere hundred meters away from the small world, a golden light

the formation!” thundered

Jonathan felt as though he had plunged

“It's a trap formation!”

his long rope-like spiritual weapon, transforming it into a spirit snake that coiled around

painstakingly set up an array of intricate formations within the valley, intending to hinder their pursuers. However, when the small world released

was composed of hundreds of smaller formations. Even with some impairment, the overall formation remained fully

the small formations to arrange side by side, effectively ensnaring the trio. Even though he

Crusher, Joshua could easily restrain such formation

attempt to bring

his weapon brushed against Jonathan, their forms dissipated like

It's an illusion array!

quickly retracted his weapon, only to discover

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