The Legendary Man Chapter 798-Hossom reluctantly left while Jonathan and the female cultivator stood on the rooftop, waiting for Prima’s convoy to pass by.
Kaga’s voice finally sounded from Jonathan’s earpiece after three hours.
“Take note of the convoy of black cars below. Prima is inside the third vehicle. Good luck.”
With that, Kaga turned off the channel permanently.
A crisp sound reverberated in the air as someone fired a sniper rifle over a hundred meters away.
Jonathan turned around to gaze in the direction but failed to figure out the sniper’s exact location due to the buildings blocking his vision.
“Let’s go.”
Noticing the convoy stopping, Jonathan jumped down from the eighteenth floor with the female cultivator in tow.
The two God Realm cultivators could easily survive the fall of over a few dozen meters by exerting minimal effort.
Jonathan landed on the street in front of the convoy with just a few leaps.
Prima’s convoy consisted of over ten cars.
The convoy had halted after the gunshot earlier. Subsequently, men exited the vehicles, and they were all Grandmasters. Jonathan scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense and counted thirty-six of them.
“Seboxiasm is indeed the most powerful sect in the West Region. I should avoid underestimating their capabilities,” said Jonathan to himself, chuckling as he regarded the Grandmaster Realm cultivators ahead. “I am Jonathan Goldstein from Chanaea. I bear you no ill will. I just want to meet with the High Priestess to seek an antidote from her.”
A nonchalant voice rang out from behind the crowd after he finished his sentence.
“Kill him.”
Upon receiving the order, the dozens of men blocking Jonathan’s way forward took action almost simultaneously.
Jonathan narrowed his eyes. With just a glance, he could tell that the cultivators in front of him had formed a few simple killing formations.
Roar!
Next to Jonathan, the female cultivator, who was bound by metal chains, growled and dashed forward on all fours.
Even Jonathan couldn’t hold her back this time as she sped ahead, leaving afterimages in her wake. By the time he regained his senses, she was already riding on one of the Grandmasters and biting his neck.
Although the female cultivator’s attack patterns were irregular, she was still a cultivator in the advanced phase of God Realm. The Grandmasters were no match for her, even as she fought solely by relying only on her speed and power.
The next second, Jonathan summoned and wielded his black spear. Then, he charged at the Grandmasters.
He acquired the black spear from Amiel, who was possessed by the bodiless head. Although Jonathan didn’t know what material the black spear was made of, the weapon was still a magical item. The weapons used by the cultivators were no match for the razor-sharp spear.
Jonathan slaughtered around twenty people in just a few seconds. The collaborative formations utilized by the Grandmasters were useless and utterly insignificant when faced with his attack.
When he was about to rush toward the black car in the middle, an intense malevolent aura suddenly erupted from within the vehicle.
After the car door was opened, a middle-aged man dressed in sports attire and wearing an eyepatch on his forehead got out of the vehicle.
He had a thick mustache and was yawning while staring at Jonathan lazily.
“Jonathan Goldstein? Why didn’t you remain in Chanaea? Why did you come all the way to Newcove to get yourself killed? I can let you go now even though you’ve killed these people. If you leave now, the members of Seboxiasm will not make things difficult for you.”
The middle-aged man’s Chanaean wasn’t fluent, but that didn’t hinder Jonathan from understanding what he was saying.
Nevertheless, even after listening to that, Jonathan remained motionless while holding the spear, refusing to leave.
“I have a simple request. If Seboxiasm’s High Priestess is willing to hand over the antidote to me, I’ll leave immediately and won’t cause you any trouble.”
“You’re not qualified to negotiate with me in the West Region,” the middle-aged man uttered in resignation while stretching his limbs. “I’ve given you a chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. In that case, you shall die.”
With that, a dagger abruptly materialized before Jonathan.
Clang!
A golden light flashed past.
The dagger rebounded and returned to the middle-aged man’s hand.
Is that the power of Spatial Pryncyp? Jonathan gazed at the middle-aged man in utter disbelief. That dagger appeared in front of me without warning. Still, the chances of consecutively encountering a high-tier Pryncyp like Spatial Pryncyp are simply too small.
At the same time, the middle-aged man, who was wielding the dagger, finally turned serious as he narrowed his eyes at Jonathan. “I was wondering why no one could kill you. Now I know it’s because you’re equipped with Spirit Treasure-grade protective equipment. I, Laqar, shall eliminate you today.”
Inexplicably, a sense of danger popped into Jonathan’s mind.
Before he could react, Laqar had closed in on him while holding a knife.
“He’s so fast!”
A great impact collided with Jonathan’s body, and he was again sent flying backward after getting stabbed by the dagger.
Although he was merely hit once by the dagger, Jonathan felt like a truck had crashed into him head-on. An urge to vomit blood surged within him, but he managed to suppress it by relying on the mighty Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique. This is not Spatial Pryncyp. It should have something to do with his speed.
Colors drained from Jonathan’s face as he recalled how Laqar’s figure had already approached him even before materializing before his eyes. I’ve only seen this kind of imperceptible high-speed movement on Joselle in the Secret Realm at Summerbank Mountain. However, Joselle is an ancient beast, so logical sense does not apply to her. Unexpectedly, I’m witnessing this frightening speed again today on a God Realm cultivator like me. Is he close to attaining the Divine Realm?
Colors drained from Jonathan’s face as he recalled how Laqar’s figure had already approached him even before materializing before his eyes. I’ve only seen this kind of imperceptible high-speed movement on Joselle in the Secret Realm at Summerbank Mountain. However, Joselle is an ancient beast, so logical sense does not apply to her. Unexpectedly, I’m witnessing this frightening speed again today on a God Realm cultivator like me. Is he close to attaining the Divine Realm?
Jonathan removed the protective barrier provided to him by the bronze handbell. Then, he expanded his spiritual sense like a tidal wave to fill the one-hundred-meter radius force field around him.
As long as he’s not using Spatial Pryncyp, he’ll leave a trail in my spiritual sense force field no matter how fast he is. I’ll have sufficient time to react even if I receive only blurry feedback.
Laqar stood in front of the black vehicle and gently made a grasping motion with his hand in mid-air.
“Spiritual sense force field? Even if you can detect my movements with your spiritual sense, that doesn’t mean you can guard against my attacks!”
Laqar vanished on the spot after saying that.
Jonathan shut his eyes and felt a black line flashing across his spiritual sense force field and arriving before him.
“Go!” Jonathan shouted.
He unleashed his spiritual sense that transformed into an invisible arrow, launching it ahead.
As the tip of Laqar’s blade and Jonathan’s black spear clashed, Laqar dashed past Jonathan and crashed into the store beside the street.
Jonathan had never intended to face Laqar head-on.
An ancient saying in Chanaea referred to speed as the most potent and invincible form of martial art.
If a martial artist could achieve an absolute advantage in speed, the martial artist would be undefeatable.
Although Jonathan could forcefully enhance his abilities to duel with Laqar, getting rid of the latter wasn’t his goal that day.
Instead, he was trying to lure out all the divine messengers of Bazar Temple.
He leaped up and swiftly thrust his black spear at the well-protected black car sandwiched in the middle of the convoy.
Boom!
The roof of the car exploded. Holding the end of the spear, Jonathan continued channeling his spiritual energy.
A girl around eighteen or nineteen years old was sitting in the backseat. Despite the commotion, she calmly smiled at Jonathan while grabbing the tip of the spear. “Jonathan, you’re the first person who dares to behave so rudely when requesting an antidote from me!”
