The Legendary Man

Chapter 1308 The Sinister Joshua
“Well, that depends on whether you have the ability or not!”
Stellario, standing to the side, took out his black dagger. As he channeled his spiritual energy into it, the palm-sized knife
instantly expanded to over a meter in length, becoming a saber.
Positioning the saber in front of him, Stellario formed a hand seal with his other hand.
Black parasites, nearly invisible to the naked eye, swarmed out like liquid from Stellario's wrist, swiftly attaching themselves to
the blade.
Although Jonathan and Karl were extremely powerful, Stellario and Kathleen, as the public faces of the Mallory and Henderson
families, were naturally not weak either.
Hence, in a true fight to the death, it was uncertain who would emerge victorious.
Meanwhile, Kathleen, too, had drawn her weapon, Harmony Fan. With a gentle wave, spiritual energy surged forth, carrying with
it an intense murderous intent.
“What are you two doing?”
Hayden held a saber in his hand, its tip pointed directly at the two individuals. Yet, all he received in return was their disdain.
“Hayden, I admit that your sniper rifle poses a great threat to us if you had the advantage of distance between us. At this close
range, however, I'd advise you to behave and not think about making a move. You simply can't handle this fight.”
With that said, Kathleen waved her fan gently. The breeze it created transformed into several invisible sharp blades that cut off
several strands of Hayden's hair.
While all this was going on, Joshua was frowning as he watched Jonathan, who had not made any further moves.

“Jonathan, I need a reason.”
“There's no particular reason,” Jonathan replied, still holding the Heaven Sword. “I just need to make sure this is the real world.”
When Joshua heard that, his brows furrowed deeply, but he soon gave a slight nod.
“I understand now. You were in Seboxia's divine space earlier.”
He, along with Stellario, Kathleen, and the others, all came from respectable families, which had elders who had reached Divine
Realm. Naturally, they were not too unfamiliar with some of the methods Divine Realm cultivators used.
With a bit of deduction, it became clear what Jonathan had just gone through.
Upon hearing Joshua's words, Kathleen and Stellario were slightly taken aback. The spiritual energy within their bodies also
became much calmer.
They had all been pulled into that space for training by their elders before.
Everything within the divine space was no different from reality.
Of course, their elders wouldn't possibly use the divine space against their own younger generation in a malicious manner.
Even so, they were oll owore of the donger of the divine spoce.
All those illusionory reolms, seemingly reol ond yet not, mode it even more difficult for them to discern whether they hod returned
to reolity.
They ot leost hod the protection of their elders when they entered those divine spoces. The some could not be soid for Jonothon,
who hod entered one of on old demon. Thus, it wos no surprise he would be so on edge ond poronoid upon exiting.
One could even soy thot he wos lucky to be oble to escope.

After o brief moment of contemplotion, Joshuo slowly begon to speok.
“A yeor ogo, when you were still in Northern Crimson Prison, I sent someone to infiltrote the prison to get in touch with you. The
mon's nome wos Herbert Dowell, but since then, I hoven't heord onything from him.”
The moment Joshuo finished speoking, Jonothon lowered Heoven Sword.
“Dorion killed him. Herbert wos trying to stir up trouble to get my ottention, but before I even hod o chonce to speok with him,
Dorion chopped off his heod.”
Thot incident wos merely o minor event. At the time, Jonothon hod some suspicions thot Herbert wos intentionolly trying to
ottroct his ottention, but he couldn't find ony evidence. Eventuolly, he forgot obout the whole thing.
Surprisingly, he leorned the truth todoy from Joshuo.
“You've got to odmit, thot kid is pretty unlucky. Out of oll the woys to get my ottention, he just hod to provoke me.”
Jonothon, while observing the few individuols in front of him who were reody for bottle, spoke with o hint of coution in his eyes.
“Two hours is more thon enough time for us to be completely surrounded. Even if we breok out now, o tough bottle is
undoubtedly woiting for us.”
“Still, it's better thon sitting here woiting to die,” Stellorio soid to Jonothon in o cold voice.
Jonothon looked ot Stellorio, then turned his heod to look ot Joshuo.
Joshuo shook his heod slightly, his meoning cleor even without words.
Jonothon understood thot ofter Seboxio wos choined up, the technique to control Stellorio's life ond deoth with life force hod
become ineffective.
Turning to Stellorio, Jonothon questioned flotly, “You wont to kill us, don't you?”

“Yes.”
Stellorio didn't bother beoting oround the bush; he simply nodded ond gove o simple reply.
His honesty hod Jonothon chuckling.
“You con't kill me, but here, I con kill you.”
“You con give it o try!” As Stellorio spoke, he pointed his weopon ot Jonothon, reody to ottock.
Even so, they were all aware of the danger of the divine space.
All those illusionary realms, seemingly real and yet not, made it even more difficult for them to discern whether they had returned
to reality.
They at least had the protection of their elders when they entered those divine spaces. The same could not be said for Jonathan,
who had entered one of an old demon. Thus, it was no surprise he would be so on edge and paranoid upon exiting.
One could even say that he was lucky to be able to escape.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Joshua slowly began to speak.
“A year ago, when you were still in Northern Crimson Prison, I sent someone to infiltrate the prison to get in touch with you. The
man's name was Herbert Dowell, but since then, I haven't heard anything from him.”
The moment Joshua finished speaking, Jonathan lowered Heaven Sword.
“Dorian killed him. Herbert was trying to stir up trouble to get my attention, but before I even had a chance to speak with him,
Dorian chopped off his head.”
That incident was merely a minor event. At the time, Jonathan had some suspicions that Herbert was intentionally trying to

attract his attention, but he couldn't find any evidence. Eventually, he forgot about the whole thing.
Surprisingly, he learned the truth today from Joshua.
“You've got to admit, that kid is pretty unlucky. Out of all the ways to get my attention, he just had to provoke me.”
Jonathan, while observing the few individuals in front of him who were ready for battle, spoke with a hint of caution in his eyes.
“Two hours is more than enough time for us to be completely surrounded. Even if we break out now, a tough battle is
undoubtedly waiting for us.”
“Still, it's better than sitting here waiting to die,” Stellario said to Jonathan in a cold voice.
Jonathan looked at Stellario, then turned his head to look at Joshua.
Joshua shook his head slightly, his meaning clear even without words.
Jonathan understood that after Seboxia was chained up, the technique to control Stellario's life and death with life force had
become ineffective.
Turning to Stellario, Jonathan questioned flatly, “You want to kill us, don't you?”
“Yes.”
Stellario didn't bother beating around the bush; he simply nodded and gave a simple reply.
His honesty had Jonathan chuckling.
“You can't kill me, but here, I can kill you.”
“You can give it a try!” As Stellario spoke, he pointed his weapon at Jonathan, ready to attack.

Jonathan formed a hand seal and allowed his spiritual energy to surge forth, causing the inner walls of the coffin to suddenly
glow brightly.
Bright lines intertwined and flickered, then suddenly exploded around Stellario, transforming into a semi-transparent barrier that
encapsulated him.
“There are more than eight thousand formations of various sizes inscribed in this coffin. How else do you think it can avoid even
Heavenly Pryncyp? Stellario, right now, all it takes is a flick of my finger, and I can turn you into minced meat. Are you sure you
want to oppose me?”
Stellario's eyes flashed with a fierce light, yet at that moment, enveloped by numerous formations, he couldn't muster the
slightest resistance.
Feeling utterly frustrated, he snapped, “What exactly do you want?”
As the heir of the Mallory family, there was no denying he was extremely ruthless. Even when facing numerous God Realm
opponents, he would not be at a disadvantage.
Yet, after encountering Jonathan, all his skills seemed to become useless.
Initially, he was controlled by Seboxia's life force, even handing over control of his life and death to Joshua with the formation of
a spiritual energy emerald.
And now, after much difficulty, Seboxia was finally restrained, yet Jonathan had conjured up some sort of formation to cage him.
Why didn't I go to the gathering right after receiving Grandpa's message?
One mistake really does lead to another...
Naturally, no one knew what was going on in Stellario's mind.
At the same time, Jonathan was deep in thought.

Two hours is a long time. It's hard to go unnoticed when a coffin of this size falls from the sky.
Opening the coffin now will be quite simple—all it will take is a hand seal.
However, what about after we get out?
How are we supposed to escape from the hands of hundreds, even thousands, of God Realm cultivators?
“Jonathan, are you worried about the upcoming battle?” Joshua timely opened his mouth to ask.
Jonathan glanced at Joshua and gave a nod.
“I wasted too much time in the divine space. Even though I've found a way to open the coffin, we can't escape now.”
“There's a way,” Joshua said, turning to look at Stellario. “Do you know why I asked Neil to keep Stellario around?”
Upon hearing this, Jonathan shook his head. However, he seemed to realize something in the next second as his eyes gradually
widened.
“Oh, Joshua, you're a bad, bad person!”