The Legendary Man

Chapter 1172 Spiritual Energy Form

Seboxia founded Seboxiasm, and one of its teachings was to refrain from anger.

That was proof of how seriously Seboxia took the virtue of patience.

Thus, the extent of Seboxia's rage became evident when even a person like him began spewing profanities.

Seboxia was targeted by Heavenly Pryncyp for having invoked massive amounts of Pryncyp of Life during his duel with Ivanov. Given no other alternative, he was forced to hibernate.

To his surprise, he awoke to find himself in such a place.

Though Seboxia had never seen the actual formation around him, he had read about it in the ancient scrolls of the West Region.

According to the text, the Demon Zeal Formation was created to seal away demigods and required the sacrifice of innumerable lives.

It was thus powerful enough to keep spiritual sense, spiritual energy, and Pryncyps outside.

The amount of willpower required for such a feat was unfathomable.

A corporeal monk clad in white robes appeared above the ripples of the Demon Zeal Formation before Jonathan. It was Seboxia in his human form.

“You can come outside?”

Jonathan gaped as Seboxia took form.

Seboxia held prayer beads in his hand. His gaze was inscrutably calm.

“The Demon Zeal Formation is the most powerful formation of antiquity. It requires the blood essence of many to become part of it and is used to block Heavenly Pryncyp, spiritual energy, and essence in all things. In here, Heavenly Pryncyp cannot detect my presence.”

As Seboxia spoke, he gazed up toward the stone cage suspended from the heart of the stone lotus.

an aura capable of total

to take cover. Only after he arrived at a stone lotus did he feel the suffocating

his hands clasped together before his chest, he stood

Though I don't know how long you've been imprisoned, we must be

firmly fixed on the dark shadow in the stone cage, Seboxia addressed it in a level

Jonathan's possession had been passed down

as powerful as Fehohr did not manage to create a small

the fellow imprisoned here must have been sealed away

their feet in the pit of bones were remnants of the lives given for the formation, which was how the place had been

must be the reason why so many were compelled to sacrifice their lives to trap him there and kill him with the passage of time. Yet, Seboxia can stand face-to-face against such a formidable opponent. He

cage, a pair of gleaming, crimson eyes were

the stone cage, a skeletal claw reached out without warning and swiped at Seboxia, who was

are fated to

turned and raised his arm, and an

Boom!

dull thud, the spiritual energy

had crushed the terrifying

the looks of the bones below, you appear to have been sealed here for three thousand years, at least. Your powers were that of a demigod before, but after three millennia of torment, how much do you have left? I'd hazard a guess that as your cultivation level plummets, the time you have left will also diminish. If you miss your chance with us, you will have no other choice than sit here and await death.

the massive stone cage in the cave, the pair of huge,

seconds, they closed

bottomless depths of the stone cage, a figure

out to

you bring me out

tinkling laugh, the cultivator leaped out from between the gap

“D*mn!”

staring at him, Jonathan turned to run like

my pet and ate its egg. Where do you