The Legendary Man

Chapter 1015 The Flying Needle
At this moment, not only Jonathan was dumbfounded, but Xavion, who was protected by sword energy, was also completely
stunned.
The power of these three treasures—Troop Summoner, Formation Crusher, and Hailstorm Fan— was immense, and this was an
indisputable fact.
However, these three high-grade spiritual treasures were all divine weapons that used Pryncyp of Strength. Even in Joshua's
hands, their abilities were limited if he relied solely on spiritual energy when using them.
It was completely different from what was happening before their eyes.
As Xavion looked at the swirling snowflakes outside of the sword energy surrounding him, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
He had participated in the battle ten years ago when the Whitley family was besieged.
At that time, a Divine Realm elder of the Whitley family had used this same move with the Hailstorm Fan, and in just a few
moments, more than ten God Realm experts and dozens of Grandmaster Realm experts from the respectable families had been
reduced to mere blood mist.
But Joshua's current methods were clearly not refined enough, or else he wouldn't have been unable to break through Xavion's
sword energy protection.
Amidst the whirling snowstorm, an immense surge of spiritual energy blasted forth, accompanied by a thick, palpable killing
intent that bore down directly on Xavion.
“Conceal the edge!”
As Xavion withdrew his sword intent, Joshua's white down jacket was immediately marked with slashes after losing the
protection.
A flurry of snowflakes resembling the wings of cicadas started hurtling toward Xavion from every direction.
Fortunately, despite retracting his sword intent, a protective green aura continued to shield the vital areas on his body.

As a result, numerous tiny cuts spewed a faint mist of blood, creating a visual of red and pink blossoms amid the snow that were
encircling Xavion like a garden of flowers.
Amidst the snowflakes, Joshua suddenly appeared without any warning and struck at Xavion's face with Formation Crusher.
“Heavenly Opening!” Xavion shouted coldly, and he thrusted his long sword forward without any fancy movements.
The black and green swords clashed against each other without any sound.
However, in the next moment, endless sword energy suddenly exploded.
Boom!
The epicenter of the spectacle was Xavion, where snowflakes within a dozen-meter range vanished in a blink like popped soap
bubbles.
Then, a large open space stretching several meters wide and dozens of meters long materialized in front of him amidst the
expansive snow haze.
Joshua somersaulted and was hurled away.
With heavy panting, he cast a glance back at the spot where he once stood.
When facing Xavion's attack, Joshua might have been defeated then and there if he hadn't sensed the terrifying sword intent at
the last moment and dodged. In fact, his life and journey might have come to an end.
The snowflake formation formed by Hailstorm Fan was utterly obliterated due to the spiritual energy imbalance provoked by the
sword, resulting in its complete dissipation.
Jonathan slowly crawled out of the pit and looked at Hayden, who had just emerged from behind the distant ridge.
Both of them were shocked by the brutality of the methods used by those two.
As Joshua brandished Hailstorm Fan, the mountainside within a hundred-meter radius was instantaneously transformed into a
barren wasteland.
The tiny snowflakes whirled through the air like razor-sharp blades, reducing the entire forest into dust.

The earth was ripped off to a depth of several feet, making the region flatter than a pancake.
As for Xavion who was holding the sword, the method he used wasn't as ostentatious as Joshua's.
However, tens of meters in front of him, a mountain range had been pierced through, opening up a cave that looked dozens of
square meters wide.
If this technique was not employed in road construction, it would be a colossal loss for the road and bridge building industry.
Crack, crack...
The sound of fine cracking came from Xavion's hand.
The others gazed upon the long sword held by Xavion. It shattered into fragments and reduced to scrap metal and scattered on
the ground.
With a hand, Xavion wiped the blood off his cheek and carelessly flung the remaining hilt aside.
Then, he crushed a jade bottle and chucked the Spirit Rejuvenating Pill it contained straight into his mouth.
Meanwhile, Joshua also followed suit. The two had exhausted their spiritual energy in executing those techniques.
A myriad of emotions flooded Jonathan's heart at this moment.
Throughout his journey, he had always been showing incredible skills.
Thanks to Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, his cultivation level had always been leagues ahead of those at the same level as
him.
Furthermore, upon entering God Realm, he inherited the seed of Pryncyp of Slaughter from Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique
and was also acknowledged by it.
Thus, Jonathan's progress had been smooth sailing all the way, and even in the West Region, he had battled against those in
Divine Realm.
Although he was on the receiving end of a one-sided defeat, the fact that he could hold his ground and survive in the face of two
such formidable cultivators was a testament to his skill.

Perhaps due to how smooth his journey was so far, Jonathan had never truly regarded God Realm cultivators as formidable
foes.
However, he now realized that he had underestimated the heroes of the world.
Even with Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique at his disposal, Jonathan found it challenging to execute such a potent technique
without the help of Pryncyp of Strength.
As this realization dawned on him, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he could sense through his spiritual sense that Hayden,
standing several meters away, was tinkering with an unusual object in his hand.
“Be careful!” Jonathan warned.
Although he didn't know what that object was, he could sense the danger emanating from Hayden's gaze.
Almost simultaneously, fire flashed from Hayden's hand, which then vanished almost instantly.
In the spiritual senses of all those present, a minuscule silver needle sliced through the air with incredible speed and materialized
right in front of Xavion.
It was very fast!
Despite registering its trajectory with their spiritual senses, they were unable to react before the needle impaled Xavion's heart.
Once the circulatory system was compromised, death was imminent!
The others were struck with shock, but this familiar saying echoed in their minds. It was one that they had learned early on in
their journey of cultivation.
However, just as Hayden was about to smile and revel in his victory, a distinct sound from Xavion's chest interrupted their
thoughts.
Clink!
The silver needle bounced off Xavion's chest and landed on a nearby rock, vibrating intensely.
Everyone was baffled as Xavion, who was supposed to be dead, clenched his fist with an icy glare.

“Impossible!”
Hayden shouted in outrage at Xavion, unable to accept the unexpected turn of events.
This disposable magical item he had used was a rarity, capable of penetrating even the strongest defenses as long as the target
was someone who hadn't learned Pryncyp of Strength. There is no way he could dodge my sneak attack!
Xavion, a mere mortal, should have perished on the spot, yet he stood there unscathed and defying all odds.