The Legendary Man

Chapter 913 Yield To Me
As soon as the cold aura appeared, Charleigh felt as if a venomous snake had locked its eyes on him.
He quickly hit his magic staff to speed up the flow of spiritual energy before bounding backward to safety.
Ha. In a split second, a wave of spiritual energy will surge into Ksana and explode. There's barely any time to stop it! No one can
save her now!
However, the moment he retreated, a chilling aura suddenly flashed before him.
Boom!
A massive wave of spiritual energy exploded instantly, sending Ksana straight into the air.
Having summoned a shield to protect himself from the blast, Charleigh stared at Ksana in utter disbelief and shock.
There's no denying I unleashed the spiritual energy, but it didn't explode in Ksana's body as I had planned... In fact, it exploded
when I struck my magic staff! The icy aura I felt had cut it in half, causing the spiritual energy to explode before it could even flow
into Ksana. That's why there was such a powerful knockback! Oh, gosh... Whoever's responsible for that has such terrifying
speed!
Stunned, Charleigh hastily stepped back to look up at Ksana.
Even though he had guessed it was the work of Jonathan, he still found it hard to believe.
Jonathan's cultivation level may have increased by leaps and bounds, but how has it risen by this much? Besides, given how
swiftly he had pulled off that rescue, he'd have been able to kill me in the same instance too! There's no way I can escape when
he's so insanely fast! Fine... Since I can't run, I'll stand my ground and see how this plays out.
Ksana began falling from the sky, but before she could hit the frozen surface, Jonathan mysteriously appeared behind her and
slowed her down with a gentle ball of spiritual energy.
Upon seeing the state that she was in, he became even grimmer.
Whether it's because of the master and servant contract or not, Ksana has proved time and time again that she has undying
loyalty. Even when she almost died, she never backed away from the hundreds of Grandmaster Realm werewolves. She fought

bravely till the end, and now, her body is all battered, and she's close to breathing her last... I can't let a loyal friend like her die!
“Master...” an ashen-faced Ksana mumbled as she gently landed on the ice and gazed at Jonathan.
“Stop talking,” the latter replied. “I need you to lock your circulatory system.”
With that, he raised a palm and swatted away the broken staff still embedded in Ksana.
Whoosh!
The staff shot toward Charleigh at lightning speed before colliding with his shield and exploding into pieces.
Jonathan placed his right hand on Ksana's wound and transferred a stream of life force. In just a few seconds, her injuries were
completely healed.
“Get some rest for now. I'll avenge you,” Jonathan said flatly.
Then, he summoned Heaven Sword back into his hand and marched toward Charleigh.
Upon seeing the man approach him, Charleigh wasted no time conjuring a new magic staff.
“If you can unleash that earlier technique again, I'll admit defeat to you, Jonathan. However, if that was a forbidden technique
that can only be used once, I'll have you know I'm not to be underestimated!” he said with a smirk.
As much as I hate to admit it, Jonathan's technique sent chills down my spine. That said, I refuse to surrender without a fight...
Besides, he must have drained plenty of his energy after fighting a way out of Wolver Army and rescuing Ksana. After all, the
techniques he used have far exceeded the limits of God Realm!
Alas, there was a lot that Charleigh didn't know. Jonathan had been enlightened with Pryncyp, and even though his Pryncyp of
Strength wasn't very strong, he had made sure to use every ounce of it to its fullest.
He wanted so badly to conserve power and capture Charleigh that he even gave up the opportunity to wipe out the entire Wolver
Army.
Previously, Jonathan had wanted nothing more than to kill Charleigh. After all, the latter was uncooperative, and Jonathan
couldn't catch him, either. Therefore, the only way to protect Chanaea was to eliminate him.
Things, however, had since taken a one hundred and eighty degrees turn. Jonathan was no longer interested in killing Charleigh.

Thanks to Heaven Sword, I can kill Charleigh whenever I want. Whether he lives or dies isn't a problem anymore. The only thing
I want to do is to subdue him with my own strength!
“Charleigh, you've hurt my subordinates more than once... If I remember correctly, you were also responsible for chasing Killian
with your pack of beasts a few months ago. To make matters worse, you almost killed Ksana and me today! I must teach you a
lesson and show you the power of Asura's Office!”
Charleigh had been scrutinizing Jonathan the whole time, worried that the latter might suddenly unleash a deadly strike.
To his surprise, Jonathan wanted to go head-to-head with him!
Oh, how perfect! This is the chance I've been waiting for! Jonathan wants to bring me back to Chanaea, and likewise, I'd love to
strap him down on an operating table in Remdik. After all, he's a genius who has gone from a mortal to a God Realm cultivator in
just three years! More importantly, he can heal wounds and regrow limbs in the blink of an eye. Learning his secret would be like
unlocking a treasure trove of knowledge!
“You asked for it, Jonathan!”
With that, Charleigh swung his staff and tapped it lightly before him, sending ripples through the air.
A massive palm suddenly shot out amid the ripples, its thumb as tall as an average human.
Rumble!
As a low booming noise rang out, a purple demon beast that stood tens of meters in height stepped out from the ripples.
“Jonathan, meet my summoning beast—Hell's Violet Ghost!” Charleigh announced as he grinned at the beast.
The next second, he bit his tongue and spat out a mist of blood, only to have the Violet Ghost inhaling it all through its nose and
mouth.
Without further ado, Charleigh stuck his staff out and aimed it at Jonathan. “Kill him!”
Interestingly enough, Violet Ghost's expression was tinged with aloofness. Even though Charleigh had summoned it, it still
looked at him with undisguised contempt.
After a moment's hesitation, it turned to look at Jonathan and let out a guttural roar.

Then, with just one giant step, Violet Ghost closed in on the man.
The surface of the ice shattered, but the water under Violet Ghost's feet refroze almost immediately.
A gigantic palm swung toward Jonathan, its speed and power so incredible that it even produced a sonic boom!
Slap!
Jonathan jumped up in the nick of time to dodge the strike, but to his shock and dismay, another hand came crashing down from
above.
Having been caught entirely off guard, he was smacked down from the sky like a rubber ball and slammed through the ice into
the frigid cold river.