The Legendary Man

Chapter 1301

The Legendary Man Chapter 1301-“Hey, what do you mean by—”

Upon hearing this, Kathleen wanted to step forward and argue with Jonathan. But just as she took a step, she saw Joshua forcefully swing the Formation Crusher toward her.

“If you dare lay a finger on him, I’ll kill you right here, right now.” Joshua, with the Troop Summoner in his left hand and the Formation Crusher in his right, stood next to Jonathan with a frigid expression. The spiritual energy surging within him indicated that he was ready to take action at any moment.

Seeing Joshua in this state, Kathleen and Stellario exchanged glances, then simultaneously took two steps back.

Although the current small world still seemed like a dark forest to the eight families, the two people at the center of this great vortex had already seen far too much.

Neil had privately amassed more than eight thousand God Realm cultivators and had joined forces with Celestus, the deputy governor of North Outer City. This clearly proved that a comprehensive plan had already been put into place.

As for the opening of the chaos portal in the small world, it was merely a timely occurrence, playing into their hands and successfully diverting the attention of the entire Yannopolis onto these outsiders.

Presently, Joshua and the others had been discarded by Neil into North Outer City. This signified that even without Joshua’s existence, Neil had the means to invade Yannopolis.

If that were the case, then there was no need for Kathleen and Stellario to constantly defend Joshua anymore.

It could be said that the alliance among these people was wholly severed the moment Neil abandoned everyone.

Among the six people in the coffin—aside from Merilyn—Joshua, Hayden, and Jonathan were all people that the eight respectable families were determined to kill.

Even though no one explicitly pointed it out, it was not difficult to discern from their positions that the relationships among them had once again been divided into two factions.

Had they been outside, given such a great opportunity, Kathleen and Stellario would definitely have taken action immediately.

But now, the first issue was that they needed Jonathan to figure out a technique to leave this place, and the second was that up to this point, no one had been able to accurately gauge the extent of Joshua’s hidden strength.

It should be said that even prior to the revelation about the chaos portal of the small world, Joshua never once showed a hint of fear, even when facing numerous Divine Realm cultivators.

The composure of Joshua, a clever individual, certainly didn’t stem from the Seboxia within Jonathan’s body but rather from his own final resort.

With such an enigmatic person like Joshua standing in their path, Kathleen and Stellario ultimately chose to fall silent.

Meonwhile, Jonothon wos olreody thoroughly engulfed in choos.

The most significont difference between o Divine Reolm cultivotor ond o God Reolm cultivotor, other thon the recognition of Pryncyp, wos the tronsformotion of their spirituol sense.

During the God Reolm stoge, no motter how powerful o cultivotor’s spirituol sense wos, it could only exist within the consciousness field. Even if one could extend their spirituol sense spoce by tens or even hundreds of meters, it would eventuolly be returned in its entirety.

Also, if, through speciol techniques, one’s spirituol sense wos severely domoged, even if the cultivotor’s physicol body did not suffer ony horm, their life would still be ot risk.

Once one entered the Divine Reolm, one’s spirituol sense would be simplified, spreoding from the consciousness field to every port of one’s body.

The shell of the cultivotor would then tronsform into o true spirituol body okin to Seboxio’s. Even if the physicol form wos destroyed, os long os the spirituol sense existed, it could gother spirituol energy ond continue to seize the creotion of heoven ond eorth, going ogoinst the heovens’ will.

Of course, this wosn’t o long-term solution. To truly live onother life, one must possess onother’s physicol form ond Kore.

However, unless preporotions were mode before possession, once one possessed o person of extremely poor optitude, even if one lived onother lifetime, it would probobly be o life without ony significont ochievements.

As for the other representotion of entering the Divine Reolm, it wos the estoblishment of the divine spoce.

The divine spoce wos o virtuol sphere thot only Divine Reolm cultivotors could possess.

Previously, when Seboxio imprisoned Jonothon, though only less thon on hour hod possed in the outside world, more thon ten thousond doys hod elopsed in the divine spoce.

Within the divine spoce, Divine Reolm cultivotors were the obsolute rulers, okin to gods. They could creote onything bosed on their own thoughts.

After enduring o tormenting ordeol, Jonothon developed o profound feor of such toctics. It wos then thot he discovered the method of emptying one’s mind from the miscelloneous chopters of Ancient

Socred Drogon Technique.

This time, he employed the reverse method insteod, intending to octively infiltrote into the consciousness field of Seboxio.

The risk of doing this wos immense. Should Jonothon foil, his spirituol sense would be tropped in the boundless consciousness field ond become totolly lost.

Nonetheless, with the coffin seoled shut, he wos left with no other options.

Meanwhile, Jonathan was already thoroughly engulfed in chaos.

The most significant difference between a Divine Realm cultivator and a God Realm cultivator, other than the recognition of Pryncyp, was the transformation of their spiritual sense.

During the God Realm stage, no matter how powerful a cultivator’s spiritual sense was, it could only exist within the consciousness field. Even if one could extend their spiritual sense space by tens or even hundreds of meters, it would eventually be returned in its entirety.

Also, if, through special techniques, one’s spiritual sense was severely damaged, even if the cultivator’s physical body did not suffer any harm, their life would still be at risk.

Once one entered the Divine Realm, one’s spiritual sense would be simplified, spreading from the consciousness field to every part of one’s body.

The shell of the cultivator would then transform into a true spiritual body akin to Seboxia’s. Even if the physical form was destroyed, as long as the spiritual sense existed, it could gather spiritual energy and continue to seize the creation of heaven and earth, going against the heavens’ will.

Of course, this wasn’t a long-term solution. To truly live another life, one must possess another’s physical form and Kore.

However, unless preparations were made before possession, once one possessed a person of extremely poor aptitude, even if one lived another lifetime, it would probably be a life without any significant achievements.

As for the other representation of entering the Divine Realm, it was the establishment of the divine space.

The divine space was a virtual sphere that only Divine Realm cultivators could possess.

Previously, when Seboxia imprisoned Jonathan, though only less than an hour had passed in the outside world, more than ten thousand days had elapsed in the divine space.

Within the divine space, Divine Realm cultivators were the absolute rulers, akin to gods. They could create anything based on their own thoughts.

After enduring a tormenting ordeal, Jonathan developed a profound fear of such tactics. It was then that he discovered the method of emptying one’s mind from the miscellaneous chapters of Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique.

This time, he employed the reverse method instead, intending to actively infiltrate into the consciousness field of Seboxia.

The risk of doing this was immense. Should Jonathan fail, his spiritual sense would be trapped in the boundless consciousness field and become totally lost.

Nonetheless, with the coffin sealed shut, he was left with no other options.

In the midst of chaos, Jonathan only felt his body being endlessly stretched and flattened as if it could be obliterated at any moment.

Unsure if it were a moment or an eternity later, he became enveloped in a brilliant light, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself amid an endless sea of blood.

“Help…”

“Jonathan… Save me…”

Jonathan walked atop the waves. Beneath his feet, the crimson sea surged incessantly.

The people struggling for help within were none other than Joshua, Hayden, and the others.

“Jonathan! As long as you save me, I can give you all of the Mallory family’s legacy… No… Our entire Mallory family will forever follow you…”

Stellario’s voice was hoarse from his desperate struggles as he tried to call out for Jonathan to save him.

The same went for Xavion, Kathleen, and Winston.

The figureheads of those Eight Great Families were all begging for mercy amidst the raging sea, each swearing allegiance to Jonathan, all in the hopes of securing a sliver of a chance to survive.

The opportunity for Asura’s Office to unify Chanaea was right in front of Jonathan now. This had always been his dream.

As long as he could eliminate the eight respectable families of Chanaea, he could consolidate power and rewrite the rules of Chanaea, allowing everyone to breathe in the air of freedom.

Despite facing such temptation, Jonathan paid those people no mind. Instead, he sped forward, treading upon the waves of blood.

That was because over there, Josephine was cradling a child, adrift in the sea of blood.

Jonathan stopped above her, reached out to grab her arm, and pulled her up into his embrace.

“Josephine! Why are you here!”

In that instant, he, in his desperation, completely forgot how he had ended up here.

At this moment, Josephine, covered in blood, lifted her head.

“Jonathan, you’re so heartless to have left me and our child for so long… Do you have any idea what our days have been like since you left?”

“Child?” Jonathan was slightly taken aback. Then, as if he recalled something, he reached out to grab the child in her hands. “We’ve only been apart for less than three months. How could you possibly have such a big child…”

As he spoke, he glanced at the child, but that single look frightened him so much that he immediately threw the child away.

That’s not a child at all! It’s clearly a skeleton mummy identical to Seboxia!

Precisely at this moment, Josephine, in his embrace, burst into hysterical laughter. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Jonathan, look beneath your feet. You can’t escape this…”