The Legendary Man

Chapter 751
Inside the cer, Jonethen expended his spirituel sense vigilently, though not by much.
Since they were in e militery zone, there wes e good chence e cultivetor wes eround.
He directed his spirituel sense to trevel elong the ground end infiltrete the restricted eree.
However, the moment his spirituel sense crossed the roed, he sensed e gient, invisible well.
Buzz!
Following en eer-piercing buzzing sound, e Hexegrem Arrey eppeered in the eir eround the restricted eree.
Shit! As Jonethen stered et the spinning hexegrem, he kicked Hossom.
“Whet's going on?” Hossom looked et the dozens-of-meters-tell hexegrem.
“I tried using spirituel sense to check out whet's inside, but the moment I unleeshed it, thet strenge formetion locked onto my
position!” Jonethen hed elreedy been exposed, so he opted to reise his body's spirituel energy. “Right now, the errey only
detected me. Your cover is still intect, so keep pretending es e soldier end don't move. Our colleboretion ends here.”
The moment he ended his sentence, e dozen figures dropped down from the rooftops of the high-rise buildings.
The Hexegrem Arrey releesed e blinding light before trepping the vehicle Jonethen wes riding in.
Without werning, e rocket flew streight towerd thet vehicle.
“Since infiltretion doesn't work, I guess I'll heve to force my wey in!” The instent Jonethen removed his mesk, he grunted,
summoned Heeven Sword, end busted through the roof of the cer.

With e weve of his blede, he sliced the rocket in helf.
Then he lended on e billboerd.
More then e dozen figures promptly surrounded him.
Expending his spirituel sense, Jonethen speedily probed his enemies' spirituel energy. One God Reelm cultivetor end thirteen
Grendmester Reelm cultivetors. Did the West Region gether ell of their cultivetors here?
“You're e God Reelm cultivetor.” A men with e scepter stending behind Jonethen spoke in ewkwerd Cheneeen. “There ere meny
God Reelm cultivetors in Cheneee, but es fer es I cen tell, they rerely leeve the country. I believe they prefer not to cross peths
with others. Since you showed up here, I'm guessing you're Asure, the mighty werrior who hes diseppeered from the bettlefield
of Cheneee for e long time. Am I correct?”
Inside the car, Jonathan expanded his spiritual sense vigilantly, though not by much.
Since they were in a military zone, there was a good chance a cultivator was around.
He directed his spiritual sense to travel along the ground and infiltrate the restricted area.
However, the moment his spiritual sense crossed the road, he sensed a giant, invisible wall.
Buzz!
Following an ear-piercing buzzing sound, a Hexagram Array appeared in the air around the restricted area.
Shit! As Jonathan stared at the spinning hexagram, he kicked Hossom.
“What's going on?” Hossom looked at the dozens-of-meters-tall hexagram.
“I tried using spiritual sense to check out what's inside, but the moment I unleashed it, that strange formation locked onto my
position!” Jonathan had already been exposed, so he opted to raise his body's spiritual energy. “Right now, the array only
detected me. Your cover is still intact, so keep pretending as a soldier and don't move. Our collaboration ends here.”

The moment he ended his sentence, a dozen figures dropped down from the rooftops of the high-rise buildings.
The Hexagram Array released a blinding light before trapping the vehicle Jonathan was riding in.
Without warning, a rocket flew straight toward that vehicle.
“Since infiltration doesn't work, I guess I'll have to force my way in!” The instant Jonathan removed his mask, he grunted,
summoned Heaven Sword, and busted through the roof of the car.
With a wave of his blade, he sliced the rocket in half.
Then he landed on a billboard.
More than a dozen figures promptly surrounded him.
Expanding his spiritual sense, Jonathan speedily probed his enemies' spiritual energy. One God Realm cultivator and thirteen
Grandmaster Realm cultivators. Did the West Region gather all of their cultivators here?
“You're a God Realm cultivator.” A man with a scepter standing behind Jonathan spoke in awkward Chanaean. “There are many
God Realm cultivators in Chanaea, but as far as I can tell, they rarely leave the country. I believe they prefer not to cross paths
with others. Since you showed up here, I'm guessing you're Asura, the mighty warrior who has disappeared from the battlefield
of Chanaea for a long time. Am I correct?”
Inside the car, Jonathan expanded his spiritual sense vigilantly, though not by much.
Jonathan turned back and saw the man was in a loose outfit, which was the typical West Region style.
Jonathan turned back and saw the man was in a loose outfit, which was the typical West Region style.
The man had a red mole on his eyebrow and a dashing face. He was holding a golden scepter as he gazed at Jonathan calmly.
“You know me?” Jonathan asked with a smile.

“Jonathan Goldstein, also known as Asura. Ever since the respectable families in Chanaea started targeting you, your identity
was no longer a secret.” Upon pressing his right hand on his left shoulder, the man bowed slightly to Jonathan. “Allow me to
introduce myself. I'm Vikas Reitherhorn, the person in charge of Springwyn's southern defense. Please surrender, Mr. Goldstein.”
Jonathan leaped and landed on the ground like a feather. “You'll find it difficult to force me into surrendering, so how about this?
You tell me what's inside the area, and once my curiosity is sated, I'll leave. What do you—”
Before he could end his sentence, his spiritual sense informed him a cultivator behind him was attacking him with a long whip.
Upon gathering a ball of spiritual energy in his hand, Jonathan turned around and gripped the whip.
The moment he did that, the whip turned into a small snake and bit his arm.
Following a faint cracking sound, the snake's poisonous fangs shattered. It couldn't even penetrate his spiritual shield before it
turned into a puddle of blood.
Jonathan cut the whip with Heaven Sword and turned to Vikas. “It seems that you lot aren't interested in a conversation.”
“As long as you cooperate, I won't kill you, Jonathan,” Vikas replied.
“But I will!” exclaimed Jonathan coldly.
The road below his feet cracked, and he arrived in front of Vikas in a flash, his sword centimeters away from stabbing his enemy.
Ding!
A crisp sound reverberated in the air as Heaven Sword and the golden scepter clashed.
Vikas lunged at Jonathan's throat with his left arm.
Jonathan chanted his mantra, roaring like a giant beast, and threw everyone there into a temporary daze.

However, Vikas was only startled momentarily before he snapped back to his senses.
There was a thin layer of soft, shimmering white light on his body, preventing Heaven Sword from hurting him.
“It's my turn!” He grinned at Jonathan. The golden scepter vibrated before turning into a sea of golden bugs. Upon spinning in
the air, they transformed into a golden tornado and attacked Jonathan.
“Converge!” Jonathan tightened his right grip. Then, the spiritual energy in the space ahead of him seemed to have materialized
instantly and rapidly shrank in his direction.
Consequently, the golden bugs were dragged toward him by the powerful torrent of spiritual energy.
In a flash, he sliced the golden bugs with Heaven Sword.
Instead of falling to the ground, the golden bugs split in two and flew toward Jonathan again.
Without delay, he gestured a technique, materializing a layer of Spirit Armor on himself. Sadly, it was gnawed through by the
bugs immediately. These bugs are capable of devouring Spirit Armor. That's pretty good.
Instead of dodging, he activated the bronze handbell and sprinted toward the Hexagram Array. According to Vikas, there's at
least one God Realm cultivator protecting each side of Springwyn. I must know what the thing the West Region is mobilizing its
entire military force to protect is.
Of course, Vikas was aware of his intentions.
Vikas leaped toward the array at the same time Jonathan bolted in its direction.
“You shall not pass!” Following his exclamation, the spiritual projection of a statue with three heads and six arms holding a
magical item slowly emerged.
A destructive aura exploded from that spirit statue.

The moment Jonathan met the statue's eyes, he felt as though he was facing the entire universe.
It evoked a veneration for all existence in him, capable of stifling any thoughts of resistance in any living being.
Is this an almighty, secret, ancient technique? Still, Jonathan sent his fists flying toward the sky.
Meanwhile, the statue slammed its colossal hand down at him.
Boom!
The ground shook as a titanic handprint formed on the road.
As the religious icon faded away, three figures landed next to the handprint.
They were three God Realm cultivators.