The Legendary Man

Chapter 1257 Race
After saying his piece, Stellario darted forward.
Due to his unexpected interruption, the chaotic fight surrounding Jonathan and the others inexplicably came to a standstill.
Despite identifying Stellario as one of the bounties that were worth three coveted envoy positions, no one attempted to stop him.
The reason being the man appeared completely detached from the ongoing battle, showing no interest or involvement in the
fight.
In other words, he was actually making his escape in an unnaturally smooth and effortless way.
After all, it was highly unusual for someone to voluntarily rush into this encirclement.
However, not only did Stellario charge in on his own, but he also chuckled and uttered a few words before running out again.
What was even more puzzling was the last sentence that he said, implying that staying put would mean facing certain death.
The crowd wondered what could push a guy to charge into a circle of over a hundred people. What could possibly be chasing
after him that is even more terrifying than the present company?
Perched atop the mountain, a curious onlooker looked toward the direction in which Stellario was sprinting from.
All they could see were several figures swiftly approaching from the mountaintop.
It was evident that before his arrival, Stellario was being pursued by several God Realm cultivators.
However, the difference between a few individuals and a group of over a hundred people was glaringly obvious to anyone with
even a modicum of intelligence.
As such, it didn't make sense for Stellario to flee from the few cultivators chasing him from behind when he showed no fear in the
face of the current situation.
Among the crowd, it was Jonathan and Merilyn who were the quickest to react.
After all, they had personally witnessed the terror unleashed by those bugs on Mount Boisvista firsthand.

The moment Stellario darted away, the two swiftly turned on their heels and fled without hesitation.
Even Seboxia instinctively retreated into Jonathan's body, choosing not to get involved in the impending battle, for he knew that
his presence was no longer necessary.
What Jonathan and his two companions needed to do at that moment was focus on finding a way to escape.
Meanwhile, Hayden, still oblivious to what was happening, found himself being hauled forward by Jonathan. He stumbled
through the forest, his face stinging from the tree branches lashing at his face, causing him to yelp in pain.
He cursed, “What the h*ll? Mr. Goldstein, do put me down first. What is happening? What could possibly frighten you all like
this?”
“Bugs,” Jonathan responded, using his spiritual energy to guide Hayden and help him regain his footing. He then used strands of
spiritual energy to pull the latter along as they continued their mad dash forward.
The local cultivators around them stood frozen in disbelief, unable to comprehend the reactions of Jonathan and his companions.
All four of them are running away in such synchronized movements that it seems as though they're being pursued by some
demonic entity hell-bent on claiming their lives.
Although the crowd was baffled by their actions, they were determined not to let the group slip away so easily.
After all, the combined bounty on their heads could secure ten envoy positions. With such a golden opportunity right in front of
them, they couldn't just stand by and watch them escape.
Thanks to Seboxia's spell, Jonathan and his companions effortlessly evaded the oncoming assault of blades and projectiles.
Meanwhile, ahead of them, Stellario could be heard cursing vehemently. “F*ck you all! Are you people out of your minds? Why
are you still chasing after me? If we don't make a run for it, we'll be goners!”
Shielded by Seboxia's spell, Jonathan and his companions easily brushed off the attacks around them as they swiftly closed in
on Stellario.
“Come on! Let's go!”
As he spoke, Jonathan hurled a magical item that tightly coiled around Stellario's waist. With a firm tug, he swiftly pulled the man
toward him.

“You're as reliable as always, Jon!” Stellario exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the shimmering green specks of life force surrounding
Jonathan. A wave of relief washed over him, for he knew that the Divine Realm deity residing within Jonathan had come to their
aid.
The four of them broke through the blockade of local cultivators and swiftly made their way toward Ascension Peak.
As for those cultivators who had surrounded Jonathan and the others earlier, they were now left bewildered as they tried to keep
up.
They couldn't comprehend the motivation behind Jonathan and his group's reckless sprint.
They didn't even fight with such tenacity when they were on the brink of death, surrounded by over a hundred assailants just
moments ago. What could have happened to these outsiders in such a short period for them to act like this?
However, their confusion was swiftly replaced by terror as agonizing cries emanated from behind them. The local cultivators'
faces fell, their expressions a mix of fear and shock.
When the crowd looked back, they witnessed a dark mist-like entity descending from the ridge, sweeping through the terrain with
an ominous presence.
As the black mist swept over them, the affected cultivators began thrashing their arms frantically before collapsing on the ground
in a matter of seconds.
“It's the hidden-wing insect!” a cultivator exclaimed in a terrified voice as he used his spiritual energy to restrain one of the small
black bugs.
Hidden-wing insect...
Those three simple words were enough to send shivers down the spines of everyone present.
For the local cultivators in the small world, their activities were restricted to a specific area.
Although the small world boasted vast lands, the regions beyond the border villages, such as the Mountain Village, remained
largely uncharted.
As for the seemingly expansive territories between the villages, they had long been thoroughly explored and mapped by
cultivators.

Mount Boisvista, where the hidden-wing insect resided, was one of the few forbidden areas in the southern region of the small
world where entry was strictly prohibited.
Despite their fearsome reputation, the hidden-wing insect has never ventured beyond the boundaries of Mount Boisvista. So how
could they have made their way here? Moreover, judging by the current situation, it appears that these insects have already
multiplied and formed a sizable population. Could it be that someone intentionally released them in the arena? But that's
ridiculous, isn't it?
Even though the local cultivators found the whole thing hard to believe, the presence of these insects right before their eyes left
them with no choice but to accept the truth.
While it might be true that each cultivator could easily crush one or two of these small insects without much effort, once they form
a swarm, these hidden-wing insects would become an overwhelmingly terrifying presence.
With their sheer numbers, they could devastate and annihilate any living creature with ease.
At that moment, all the cultivators had the same thought flashing through their minds. We need to run!
A flurry of figures dashed up from the hillside, their movements filled with a sense of urgency as they raced toward the distance.
Meanwhile, the spectators in the arena stands were left utterly dumbfounded as they witnessed the chaos unfolding below.
Being an arena with a history veiled in mystery, the people only knew that the place existed in ancient tales and legends.
However, never before had anyone witnessed such astonishing events unfold within its hallowed grounds.
Without engaging in any battles or fights, over two hundred God Realm cultivators seemed to have gone mad, running frantically
in all directions.
Is this an arena or a track meet? They're supposed to fight, not run like madmen.
As the events unfolded, Neil, the influential ruler of Outer City, wore an unsettling and enigmatic expression on his face as he
watched from his seat in the highest section of the arena's grandstand.
“These outsiders sure know how to stir up troubles! If this continues, the arena will be completely ruined.”
In front of Neil, thousands of holographic screens were displaying scenes from different areas of the arena.

Among these screens, dozens of them showed the presence of the hidden-wing insect.
As a result of losing their queen, the swarm of insects created by Stellario had already begun to divide and multiply.
The ones chasing after the cultivators were merely the largest cluster of insects.
As for the remaining insects that had separated from the main force, they started to multiply rapidly, spreading across the entire
arena like a rampant tide.