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.

aura capable

aside to take cover. Only after he arrived at a stone

seem fazed by the overwhelming pressure. With his hands clasped together before his chest, he stood resolutely on the formation with the

hostility, sir. Though I don't know how long you've been imprisoned, we

the dark shadow in the stone cage, Seboxia

had been passed down

records, even a person as powerful as

fellow imprisoned here must have been sealed away after

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

Realm could neither be defeated nor killed. That must be the reason why so many were compelled to sacrifice their lives to trap him

a pair of gleaming, crimson eyes were fixed on Seboxia

claw reached out without warning and swiped

are fated to meet,

his proclamation, Seboxia turned and raised his arm, and an immense burst of

Boom!

thud, the spiritual energy of the

crushed the terrifying claw

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

cage in the cave, the pair of huge, crimson eyes were

seconds, they closed

dark, bottomless depths of the stone cage, a figure emerged, walking slowly to

to be a curvaceous

me out

from between the gap of the railing and

“D*mn!”

white robes staring at him, Jonathan turned to run like a cat who had

its egg. Where