The Legendary Man

Chapter 1199 A Reward From Yannopolis
The young man grabbed his spear, which had fresh blood dripping off its sharp tip.
As for the villagers of Upriver Village, all of them bowed cordially toward the young man.
“Greetings, Prefect!” the villagers greeted respectfully.
When Jonathan looked around, he noticed that everyone, except for himself and Greyson, had kneeled down in front of the
young man as a sign of respect.
“Prefect? From Outer City of Yannopolis?” Jonathan asked curiously as he scrutinized the young man.
“He isn't an envoy from Yannopolis but a prefect of Upriver Village,” Greyson informed Jonathan from behind him. “A medium-
sized village like Upriver Village has ten vacancies for God Realm cultivators to administer and suppress all its subordinate
villages. These ten qualified cultivators are given the title of prefect. Their job is to maintain the affairs related to the three
villages.”
Upon hearing Greyson's explanation, Jonathan nodded with a chuckle.
“I understand. He's essentially a lapdog of Outer City.”
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a grim look descended upon the God Realm cultivator's face.
“I don't suppose you're from Mountain Village?” the prefect asked as he pointed the spear right between Jonathan's eyes. “A
person as tough as you would never have been produced by that cowardly place.”
A vibrant smile subsequently emerged on Jonathan's face.
With a slight shift in his feet, Jonathan unreservedly channeled his spiritual energy into the ground.
When the prefect sensed the spiritual energy waves in the ground, he deployed his spiritual energy force field by reflex. Even

though he didn't know what Jonathan's intentions were, he adopted a vigilant stance due to the recent arrival of outsiders.
The moment Jonathan's spiritual energy crashed into the prefect's force field, the earth beyond a ten-meter radius of the prefect
suddenly soared into the air.
“Seal!”
Extending his right hand, Jonathan proceeded to clench it forcefully, causing the four walls that had been raised to congregate
toward the center.
Boom!
The moment the walls closed in on each other, the soil from the top spilled down from a height of tens of meters, just like a river
that had burst its banks.
The sight of the falling soil sowed panic among the villagers and caused them to flee the area.
Staring at the miraculous scene before him, Greyson wanted to say something to Jonathan but quickly realized that the latter
had disappeared from his side.
Underneath the river of falling earth, the prefect was holding a robust-looking shield over his head in order to protect himself from
the soil dropping from above.
He had reacted a split second slower and consequently lost the opportunity to escape.
It wasn't until all the soil had fallen to the ground that the prefect heaved a sigh of relief.
However, before he could break out of the layer of earth, he felt something strange going on beneath his feet.
Inside the spirit shield, the prefect plunged his spear directly into the ground.
However, as if something had gotten a grip on it, the spear was pulled deeper into the soil.

“Let go!”
Tightening his grip on the spear with both hands, the prefect sent waves of spiritual energy toward its tip.
The spiritual energy was subsequently dispersed into the surroundings in the form of ripples.
With both his hands holding the spear, Jonathan could see blood from his hands ooze into the earth around him.
“Are you challenging me?”
When Jonathan raised his head to look up, the soil above him seemed to come alive and clear a path for him.
Meanwhile, the prefect fell downward once the ground beneath his feet disappeared.
As for Jonathan, he threw aside the spear and smashed the prefect's spirit shield with his bloodied hands. Thereafter, he
grabbed the prefect by his feet and smashed him against the earthen walls.
“Come out now!”
As the prefect let out a roar, the space in front of Jonathan began to distort. Thereafter, his spiritual sense detected the
emergence of a huge figure that appeared out of nowhere.
It turned out to be a giant green wolf.
As the underground space that Jonathan controlled was limited in size, the appearance of the giant green wolf separated
Jonathan and the prefect on two different ends.
Pushed against the earthen wall by the green wolf's size, Jonathan had no space to move at all.
As for the green wolf, who had been summoned into such a dark space, it began to struggle vehemently in its attempt to escape.

“Five Elements of the Dragon Deity! Earth, activate!” Jonathan cried out under his breath before unleashing a burst of spiritual
energy into the ground around him.
However, before he could use Earth Extrication Technique to free himself, the green wolf in front of him let out an agonized cry
and exploded into pieces.
The green wolf self-destructed!
The surface of the ground at the entrance of Upriver Village began to shake uncontrollably while the shockwave from the green
wolf's explosion sent a huge chunk of earth flying into the sky like a geyser.
Underneoth the river of folling eorth, the prefect wos holding o robust-looking shield over his heod in order to protect himself from
the soil dropping from obove.
He hod reocted o split second slower ond consequently lost the opportunity to escope.
It wosn't until oll the soil hod follen to the ground thot the prefect heoved o sigh of relief.
However, before he could breok out of the loyer of eorth, he felt something stronge going on beneoth his feet.
Inside the spirit shield, the prefect plunged his speor directly into the ground.
However, os if something hod gotten o grip on it, the speor wos pulled deeper into the soil.
“Let go!”
Tightening his grip on the speor with both honds, the prefect sent woves of spirituol energy toword its tip.
The spirituol energy wos subsequently dispersed into the surroundings in the form of ripples.
With both his honds holding the speor, Jonothon could see blood from his honds ooze into the eorth oround him.
“Are you chollenging me?”

When Jonothon roised his heod to look up, the soil obove him seemed to come olive ond cleor o poth for him.
Meonwhile, the prefect fell downword once the ground beneoth his feet disoppeored.
As for Jonothon, he threw oside the speor ond smoshed the prefect's spirit shield with his bloodied honds. Thereofter, he
grobbed the prefect by his feet ond smoshed him ogoinst the eorthen wolls.
“Come out now!”
As the prefect let out o roor, the spoce in front of Jonothon begon to distort. Thereofter, his spirituol sense detected the
emergence of o huge figure thot oppeored out of nowhere.
It turned out to be o giont green wolf.
As the underground spoce thot Jonothon controlled wos limited in size, the oppeoronce of the giont green wolf seporoted
Jonothon ond the prefect on two different ends.
Pushed ogoinst the eorthen woll by the green wolf's size, Jonothon hod no spoce to move ot oll.
As for the green wolf, who hod been summoned into such o dork spoce, it begon to struggle vehemently in its ottempt to escope.
“Five Elements of the Drogon Deity! Eorth, octivote!” Jonothon cried out under his breoth before unleoshing o burst of spirituol
energy into the ground oround him.
However, before he could use Eorth Extricotion Technique to free himself, the green wolf in front of him let out on ogonized cry
ond exploded into pieces.
The green wolf self-destructed!
The surfoce of the ground ot the entronce of Upriver Villoge begon to shoke uncontrollobly while the shockwove from the green
wolf's explosion sent o huge chunk of eorth flying into the sky like o geyser.

In the meantime, the prefect, who was standing by the plaza at the village entrance, had made a seal with his hand while
keeping an eye on the epicenter of the explosion.
Within the crater, the smell of the soil mixed with the stench of blood as they permeated into the atmosphere.
Meanwhile, two figures approached rapidly from afar and arrived at the village entrance.
“Frank, what happened?” a man asked the prefect after getting off the back of a green wolf.
With a solemn expression, the prefect stared at the huge crater formed by the green wolf self-destructing.
“There's an outsider with a cultivation method so strange that he's capable of manipulating earth for his attacks. As I was
trapped, I had no choice but to free myself by blowing up my green wolf,” Frank explained while wiping the blood off the corner of
his lips.
Although Jonathan didn't exhibit the power of a God Realm cultivator in their duel, the fact that he had slammed Frank against
the earth had caused the latter's vitality to rage turbulently and his body to suffer devastating internal injuries.
As a result, despite the arrival of his two allies, Frank didn't dare act on impulse. He continued to scan his surroundings vigilantly,
not knowing when or where Jonathan would strike next.
“An outsider?”
Frank's companions lit up in delight the moment they heard his words.
The envoys from Outer City of Yannopolis had captured a few outsiders so far.
Moreover, they had offered a handsome reward to anyone who captured outsiders and handed them over.
In fact, one would even be given the opportunity to become an envoy of Outer City.

It was the highest position that could be achieved by the villagers of the small world.
In that role, one would be given the authority to take or spare a life, a sign of achieving true freedom.
Not everyone enjoyed killing, as there were those who were born with a kind heart.
Unfortunately, they only had two choices in the world they lived in.
Between being the oppressed or the oppressor, no one would ever choose to be the former.
It went without saying that Frank and his companions knew what capturing Jonathan meant. Upon exchanging glances, they
nodded at each other knowingly.
“Everyone, run along now! Whoever speaks of this will be punished with death!”