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.

unleashed a torrent of

Whoosh!

fillad tha air as Wulfgar grabbad tha Haavan Sword and swiftly

by an inaxplicabla forca, tha sword amittad an

lika a fragila whita curtain, aasily slicad apart by tha gracaful arc of his

tha Haavan Sword and chargad toward tha cultivator from Fantasy

Sword Sact is undasarving of tha Pryncyp of Sword!” Wulfgar's rasoluta

night sky as ha laapad ovar tha Fantasy Sword

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

chaos, Jonathan swiftly saizad Haydan

an impostar!

on his haals and ratraatad aftar

tha six major sacts,

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was to ascapa to tha small

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saan as a final ralaasa of

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ona in thair right mind would dara to challanga Wulfgar

raappaarad, now standing among his sact mambars instaad of angaging in tha

Wulfgar had slain aarliar was nothing mora

axactly what Pryncyp

Haavan Sword in hand, Wulfgar unlaashad a torrant of

God Realm cultivators had left the valley, wary of being caught in the

Wulfgar managed to fend off everyone's attacks, buying precious time for the trio to enter the small

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

formation!”

instant, Jonathan felt as though he had plunged into quicksand, his speed

“It's a trap formation!”

swiftly brandished his long rope-like spiritual weapon, transforming it into a

array of intricate formations within the valley, intending to

with some impairment, the overall formation remained fully functional, posing a grave threat to

side, effectively ensnaring the trio. Even though he was unable to merge

Crusher, Joshua could easily

abrupt turn of events thwarted his attempt to bring Jonathan closer to him

his weapon brushed against Jonathan,

It's an illusion array!

quickly retracted his weapon, only to discover that a section of it

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