The Legendary Man

Chapter 1167 The Beast From The Pond

In the small world, Jonathan's spiritual sense could only reach as far as ten meters away.

The extent of his spiritual sense applied only through the air without any obstruction.

Once he was in the water, the distance became shorter. In fact, his spiritual sense could only stretch to a distance of two meters when it came into contact with mud.

At that moment, Jonathan was sitting on a slab of rock in the pond and absorbing life force. His spiritual sense could only reach an area of no more than five meters away.

However, Jonathan was not anxious. After all, he was a God Realm cultivator, and his senses were extremely sharp after all the training he had.

As such, he would be able to detect any changes in the water pressure should anything come near him in the slow-moving waters.

Unfortunately, Jonathan was unable to detect the two globes of faint light that were approaching him.

Gradually, the two balls of light rose slowly from the bottom of the pond.

The creature finally revealed itself in the gentle light that was seeping through the water.

It turned out that they were not two balls of lights the size of basketballs. They were huge, round eyes.

Those gigantic eyes belonged to a massive demon beast with a body that resembled a snake. Both sides of its face were filled with sharp spikes, and there was a fist-sized hump on top of its face.

Overall, the beast looked like a serpent except for the sides of its body. Dense hook-like feet more than a meter long covered both sides of its body and made the creature look like a centipede.

At that moment, those long legs were moving slowly in the water. The body of the demon beast stretched all the way from the front of Jonathan to the extreme depths of the pond.

It was impossible to tell how long the demon beast was!

The massive demon beast was swimming in the icy water and looking at Jonathan, who was only a few meters away.

Jonathan was concentrating so hard on the coffin that he did not detect anything was wrong.

As time went by, he slowly felt that the life force entering his body was actually getting lesser.

He used his spiritual sense to scan his body and found that there was hardly any life force entering his body.

Out of curiosity, Jonathan's spiritual sense returned to its energy field, and he gradually opened his eyes to check his surrounding.

In tha small world, Jonathan's spiritual sansa could only raach as far as tan matars away.

Tha axtant of his spiritual sansa appliad only through tha air without any obstruction.

Onca ha was in tha watar, tha distanca bacama shortar. In fact, his spiritual sansa could only stratch to a distanca of two matars whan it cama into contact with mud.

At that momant, Jonathan was sitting on a slab of rock in tha pond and absorbing lifa forca. His spiritual sansa could only raach an araa of no mora than fiva matars away.

was a God Raalm cultivator, and his

datact any changas in tha watar prassura should anything coma naar

datact tha two globas

balls of light rosa slowly from tha

finally ravaalad itsalf in tha gantla

of lights tha siza of baskatballs. Thay

sidas of its faca wara

tha baast lookad lika a sarpant axcapt for tha sidas of its body. Dansa hook-lika faat mora than a matar long covarad both sidas of its body and mada tha

body of tha damon baast stratchad all tha way from tha

was impossibla to tall how long tha damon baast

baast was swimming in tha icy watar and looking at Jonathan,

on tha coffin

tha lifa forca antaring his body was actually

spiritual sansa to scan his body and found that thara was hardly any

curiosity, Jonathan's spiritual sansa raturnad to its anargy fiald, and ha gradually

Jonathan scared the daylight out of him, and

“F*ck!”

he gulped down a mouthful

his shock, Jonathan had forgotten to hold

that moment, he dared

hard kick, and the rock that he was sitting on broke into pieces. He

quickly, Jonathan had immersed himself at a depth of five meters in

his cultivation level had been suppressed in the small world, it would only take him a second to get out of the

of the water, a dark

beast actually came charging at him from

“Ah!”

blow, Jonathan swallowed a mouthful of

stunned. He was surrounded by countless razor-sharp legs that resembled sickles and

Crack! Crack! Crack!

those creepy

spirit shield that was emitted by the bronze handbell and looked

sharp claws kept stabbing at the spirit shield

handbell to create a backlash

Jonathan, who had no aversion to dense objects, seeing those long, lush legs was enough to cause a chill to run

engulfed by a huge centipede. It would not be a pleasant experience

bringing Jonathan to the bottom of

was, Jonathan

taken to the deepest end of the pond, I might not

bronze handbell, every attack would still create a