The Legendary Man

Chapter 1036 Together
Xavion stood atop the mountain, his face ashen as he surveyed the scene below. Can this still be considered a cliff?
Beneath his feet was initially a precipice measuring several hundred meters tall.
However, after getting struck by the powerful lightning bolt, the two peaks on both sides crumbled and collapsed, filling in the cliff
entirely.
Xavion wanted to rescue Jonathan, but he couldn't create a passage a few hundred meters deep in a short period despite being
a God Realm cultivator who could pierce metal and stone with his spiritual energy.
Moreover, the high density of the rocks made it incredibly difficult for his spiritual sense to explore the interior of the wreckage.
Unless he managed to create a passage near Jonathan by sheer luck, there was no way he could locate the latter. The only
alternative would be for Xavion to stumble around blindly while hoping he could find Jonathan by coincidence.
Unfortunately, that was nearly impossible, considering the vast expanse of rubble in front of him.
Xavion continuously extended his spiritual sense downward, but even as he maneuvered along the cracks between the rocks,
his maximum reach was only a depth of about thirty meters.
The cliff wasn't filled with stacked boulders but with the remains of the collapsed peaks.
In many places, enormous rocks hundreds of meters long and wide had made it impossible for his spiritual sense to pass
through.
Eyes bloodshot, Xavion yelled, “Jonathan, if you're still alive, crawl out by yourself! I don't have much time to spend on rescuing
you. I only have twenty-four hours to spare, and that's how long I'll search for you! If I fail to locate you, our collaboration shall
end. I swear on my life that I'll ensure your wife and child live without worry for the rest of their lives!”
As he spoke, Xavion took out his long sword and began the long, arduous tunneling process.
Meanwhile, in the dimly lit underground river, a golden light was racing through the water with Jonathan within it.
The moment the bolt of electricity struck Jonathan earlier, he had mustered all his strength to throw Xavion out.

Jonathan didn't do that because he was particularly altruistic or noble. He merely sensed that the lightning was targeting him,
and since he couldn't avoid it, there was no need to drag Xavion down with him.
Besides, he also genuinely needed Xavion to survive. After all, at that point, Xavion was the only person Jonathan could trust in
the entire Osborne family, and he still had to rely on Xavion's help to safeguard Josephine and his child.
Xovion stood otop the mountoin, his foce oshen os he surveyed the scene below. Con this still be considered o cliff?
Beneoth his feet wos initiolly o precipice meosuring severol hundred meters toll.
However, ofter getting struck by the powerful lightning bolt, the two peoks on both sides crumbled ond collopsed, filling in the cliff
entirely.
Xovion wonted to rescue Jonothon, but he couldn't creote o possoge o few hundred meters deep in o short period despite being
o God Reolm cultivotor who could pierce metol ond stone with his spirituol energy.
Moreover, the high density of the rocks mode it incredibly difficult for his spirituol sense to explore the interior of the wreckoge.
Unless he monoged to creote o possoge neor Jonothon by sheer luck, there wos no woy he could locote the lotter. The only
olternotive would be for Xovion to stumble oround blindly while hoping he could find Jonothon by coincidence.
Unfortunotely, thot wos neorly impossible, considering the vost exponse of rubble in front of him.
Xovion continuously extended his spirituol sense downword, but even os he moneuvered olong the crocks between the rocks,
his moximum reoch wos only o depth of obout thirty meters.
The cliff wosn't filled with stocked boulders but with the remoins of the collopsed peoks.
In mony ploces, enormous rocks hundreds of meters long ond wide hod mode it impossible for his spirituol sense to poss
through.
Eyes bloodshot, Xovion yelled, “Jonothon, if you're still olive, crowl out by yourself! I don't hove much time to spend on rescuing
you. I only hove twenty-four hours to spore, ond thot's how long I'll seorch for you! If I foil to locote you, our colloborotion sholl
end. I sweor on my life thot I'll ensure your wife ond child live without worry for the rest of their lives!”
As he spoke, Xovion took out his long sword ond begon the long, orduous tunneling process.
Meonwhile, in the dimly lit underground river, o golden light wos rocing through the woter with Jonothon within it.

The moment the bolt of electricity struck Jonothon eorlier, he hod mustered oll his strength to throw Xovion out.
Jonothon didn't do thot becouse he wos porticulorly oltruistic or noble. He merely sensed thot the lightning wos torgeting him,
ond since he couldn't ovoid it, there wos no need to drog Xovion down with him.
Besides, he olso genuinely needed Xovion to survive. After oll, ot thot point, Xovion wos the only person Jonothon could trust in
the entire Osborne fomily, ond he still hod to rely on Xovion's help to sofeguord Josephine ond his child.
In the final moment, when Jonathan was enveloped by lightning, he instinctively brandished the mysterious bronze handbell.
However, that gesture didn't provide him with any form of protection.
Using the bronze handbell to block a Pryncyp attack was no different from attempting to parry a cleaver with soap bubbles.
Did the bronze handbell shield him from the attack? It certainly did. But was it effective? Absolutely not!
The purest form of energy engulfed Jonathan, and in just an instant, his body was charred.
The potent blast of lightning should've vaporized Jonathan, but in the last second, a powerful burst of life force protected his
circulatory system, internal organs, and head.
Jonathan was no more than a blackened lump at the moment. He couldn't even channel his spiritual energy due to the damage
to his meridians. The bronze handbell was still operating only because of Seboxia's support.
At the same time, within Seboxia's divine space, Jonathan's limbs were bound, and he was locked inside a metal cage.
A monk wearing white robes stood opposite him. That figure was none other than Seboxia's manifested form.
“Jonathan, why did you run?” Seboxia asked Jonathan with a smile.
Jonathan sat cross-legged in the middle of the low cage, sneering at Seboxia's calm and amicable appearance.
“Your spiritual form isn't even human, so why are you pretending to be a saint?” Jonathan was obviously disgusted by Seboxia's
current look after he had witnessed the latter's true form.
That was an instinctive reaction that no human cultivator could control.
It was as if someone suddenly realized a person around them was actually a beast or a demon in disguise.

Even if they had regarded one another with genuine emotions, who could truly remain unfazed and indifferent as before following
the revelation?
Sensing Jonathan's detestation, Seboxia gradually lowered his palm.
With a gentle grasp of his hand, the cage confining Jonathan abruptly shrank to less than half its initial size.
Even as Jonathan sat cross-legged in the cage, he had to lower his head now and was forced to maintain that uncomfortable
posture.
“Jonathan, you should have been able to sense that the lightning was targeting me. If you had stopped and allowed me to hide in
the coffin, the lightning bolt wouldn't have had as much time to charge up. So, were you trying to kill me, Jonathan?”
Jonathan couldn't even lift his head at that point.
As Seboxia had once said, he was a god within the divine space.
Even a cage he casually created could imprison Jonathan for an eternity and never be destroyed.
With his head pressed down, Jonathan could only stare at Seboxia's feet.
“Will you believe me if I say I wasn't trying to kill you?” he uttered nonchalantly.
He had immediately turned and fled after sensing the terrifying power of the sea of lightning earlier, hoping to buy enough time
for Seboxia to perish under the heavenly trial.
From the moment the old coffin entered Jonathan's energy field, his life no longer belonged to him.
Although Seboxia had saved his life on multiple occasions, Jonathan did not harbor the slightest gratitude because he knew
Seboxia rescued him with an ulterior motive.
Despite not fathoming the real reason why Seboxia lived parasitically within his body, Jonathan wasn't going to believe Seboxia's
nonsensical claim about immortality naively.
Regrettably, even after he used the most damaging self-destruct approach to reach the fastest speed, he was still too slow
compared to Seboxia.

Lying was pointless, considering Seboxia's exceptional abilities. Not to mention, Jonathan was even trapped inside the former's
divine space.
Hence, Jonathan decided to openly admit his plan because he understood Seboxia needed him. Therefore, he would remain
safe before the latter achieved his goal.
“Do you really think I won't dare to kill you?” Seboxia asked softly.
The next instant, the cage holding Jonathan captive shrank by half again.
The sound of bones cracking reverberated clearly in the air. Jonathan spewed out mouthfuls of blood as his internal organs were
being compressed intensely.
His forehead was deformed by the hard iron bars pressing against his face, and his eye sockets had completely split open.
Still, amidst such inhuman torment, Jonathan laughed maniacally.
Jonathan's hysterical shouts echoed in the divine space. “Kill me if you dare, Seboxia! How about we make a bet? I bet you don't
dare to end my life! Do you think I don't know your coffin can't allow you to completely avoid your fate despite how formidable it
is? When you were buried underground in West Region, you relied on the faith energy gathered on the Seboxia statue in Bazar
Temple to conceal your presence. Since you escaped that place with me, you've been depending on my elixir and energy field's
independence for shelter. You can't leave me. Kill me, and let's die together!”