The Legendary Man

Chapter 1231 Dark Tortoise

Seboxiasm's cultivation demanded a substantial amount of life force.

Cultivators in the Grandmaster Realm were already rare in the outside world, and those in the God Realm were even scarcer.

In this particular place, God Realm cultivators were a dime a dozen, while Grandmaster Realm cultivators were considered of lesser importance and were not highly regarded.

Therefore, for a deity like Seboxia that required the absorption of a significant amount of life force in its cultivation, this place was like a paradise.

Furthermore, in Mountain Village, Seboxia revealed his sinister plan to Jonathan, outlining his intention to ruthlessly slaughter every inhabitant of the village.

Jonathan firmly believed that Seboxia's words were not idle threats or mere intentions. The deity was probably dead serious about carrying out a horrifying massacre in Mountain Village.

Seboxia had refrained from taking action because of Jonathan's obstruction. Now that Jonathan had spoken, Seboxia had no further reason to hold back or show restraint.

Within a matter of moments, all six individuals, except for Abraham, met their demise, their bodies completely crushed and trapped within the confines of the rocks.

Both Jonathan and Stellario proceeded to retrieve the emerald badges from the cultivator's storage bags.

“Abraham, with this, I've repaid you for saving my life,” Jonathan uttered indifferently.

“Remain here and refrain from entertaining any thoughts of retaliation. If you dare to make a move, I won't hesitate to end your life,” he warned.

“Softie,” Seboxia grumbled, dissatisfied.

At this point, with their symbiotic connection and Jonathan's newfound method to counter Seboxia's divine realm, the threat Seboxia posed to Jonathan had greatly diminished.

While Seboxia could still use his own life as a threat against Jonathan, it was considered a last resort.

In fact, excessive use of such threats would ultimately backfire on him.

Hence, their relationship at the moment was rather peculiar, and the deity was also willing to take Jonathan's advice on many matters. As if reflecting this, Seboxia, with evident reluctance, could only shoot Jonathan a contemptuous glance before retreating once again into the coffin within Jonathan's elixir field.

“Let's go!”

and Stellario, holding the emerald badges, made their way to the portal formation in

into the grooves surrounding

mused with curiosity, standing within the formation, “if we could successfully replicate

although not well-versed in formations, had come across information about them in the records of the

why would formation experts be so rare? The arrangement of formations is not something formulaic; it's akin to concocting poison. Even

elaborate, “The size, orientation, materials, and even the depth of each rune in the formation beneath our feet determines the speed and amount of spiritual energy flowing within it. If you try to imitate the markings without understanding the principles, you'll only be wasting your time and

curiosity piqued. “You have such a clear understanding of this. Don't tell me you're secretly

beneath his feet. However, before his hand could make contact with

you earlier? Even a slight disruption to the formation can pose an irreversible danger to the portal.

as Jonathan grabbed him by the back of his neck and lifted him off the ground. “Oh... I didn't realize that...

Boom!

explosion reverberated throughout the cave, Jonathan

entrance has been opened!” Jonathan exclaimed as he looked down at the portal formation beneath his feet, which, to his

the casting technique demanded a profound understanding of the

Stellario, a complete novice

clearly not among those capable of effortlessly

wall. Using his Elemental Extrication Technique, he effortlessly tore

his efforts, one silhouette in the cave seemed unaffected and broke through the stone wall, lunging toward Jonathan with

Clang!

air, Jonathan's silhouette streaked past Stellario's

“D*mn it!”

once, blood gushed out of Jonathan's

who had emerged was none other than the village chief

using pure physical strength alone, without employing any spiritual energy.

hand, countless small insects

behind his back, a sly smile on his face. “Leave your storage rings behind, and I will let