The Legendary Man

Chapter 1245 The Start Of A Battle

Jonathan was the numero uno among the Divine Realm cultivators.

With Seboxia currently in him, not even the underground cell could completely contain Jonathan's power.

As for Kathleen, the alliance of the Leesons, the Mallorys, and the Hendersons behind Kathleen was only the result of the fight between the eight respectable families.

Perhaps this alliance was crucial in the outside world, but it was as helpful as a matchstick in a fire in the small world.

The alliance between cultivators had always been about the benefits they could reap. Stellario would be a fool if he were to go to Kathleen.

The fireworks above them soon disappeared.

Jonathan was sure that Hayden was doing his best to get to him as well.

In the next moment, the three started making their swift way along the ridge to the spot up ahead on their right.

“Jon, aren't we getting too full of ourselves by running along the ridge without care?” Stellario asked as he gestured a spell to channel the spiritual energy inside him. In no time, he had covered himself with various spiritual parasites.

If anyone were to attack him from the side, Stellario would definitely be capable of summoning a large number of parasites.

“This is the fastest way there,” Jonathan flatly replied as he kept his gaze fixed on the path before them.

Despite the tranquility of his expression, Jonathan was feeling grim.

As per the rules introduced by the man earlier, in previous competitions, only the final one hundred cultivators in the arena would be chosen to serve as envoys of Yannopolis.

The competition was the same as battle royale games in the outside world.

The rate of elimination was high, and even if the survivors did not amount to up to a hundred, there would be no major issues.

The cultivators selected from the hundred and eight villages would be bestowed with cultivation methods. Once they upgraded themselves, they would then be tossed into the competition.

Even if only thirty people were selected from each village, there would at least be three thousand cultivators who would ultimately end up in the competition.

In fact, there were definitely more than three thousand cultivators in the competition.

If one were to look at the arena from Ascension Peak, one would be awed by the massive size of it. The distance to the massive black walls encircling the arena stretched for dozens of miles. In fact, if one were to imagine the arena as a perfect circle, its diameter would have measured hundreds of miles.

The distance seemed terrifying, but there were thousands of God Realm cultivators within the arena.

Furthermore, each God Realm cultivator was capable of leaping dozens of meters away from their original spot. In other words, it was still too crowded for them.

Moreover, their locations had been exposed.

Regardless of whether or not Jonathan and the others made an effort to hide themselves, they would still end up engaging in fights against other cultivators on their way to their destination.

If they were not stationary and concealing their aura, they would surely be noticed by the others.

The battle was inevitable, so Jonathan saw no point in sneaking around.

Furthermore, they were moving as a trio. If they bumped into other average cultivators, they would be able to defeat them quickly. Avoiding a drawn-out battle was the most efficient method for them.

At that moment, Jonathan's focus was mostly on Merilyn, who was beside him.

The longer they ran, the more frightful Jonathan grew.

A while back, Jonathan had wanted to break away from Merilyn because her cultivation level was too low, as far as he could tell from when she tried to assassinate the two. If they were to bring her along, she might end up holding them back.

Moreover, it was merely a coincidence that Merilyn's unique skills happened to be the perfect counter against the snakes they had encountered.

Yet, from how Merilyn seemed at the moment, Jonathan realized that he might have underestimated the local cultivator.

Stellario's cultivation method was strange. When Jonathan first found Stellario on Mount Boisvista, Stellario had been so quick that even Jonathan's green wolf could not catch up with him.

Therefore, it was evident that Stellario was adjusting his pace to match Jonathan's as he ran alongside the latter.

In contrast, though Jonathan had yet to channel his life force, he was already at his limits.

With each step he took, his feet's meridians, flesh, and blood would suffer immense strain. He was teetering on the brink of collapse.

On the other hand, Merilyn remained unfazed. Throughout their entire run, her posture remained unchanged, and her expression stayed the same.

As a matter of fact, if Jonathan were to pay attention to her breathing, he would realize that her breathing was not even getting any heavier.

At that observance, Jonathan found the corners of his lips twitching.

I can't believe I had looked down on Merilyn when both of them are accommodating me now. This is ridiculous. I was the numero uno in the Divine Realm of the outside world.

Just as that thought crossed Jonathan's mind, a golden ripple materialized before him—a clear indication of the bronze handbell fulfilling its role in safeguarding Jonathan.