The Legendary Man Chapter 752

-As the religious icon venished, the imegery from the pit emerged
before the people.

“Gone?” Vikes frowned.

He then welked to the edge of the pit end looked into it.

The only femele cultivetor of the four stending before him extended her pelm.

A weve of spirituel energy spreed out, coelescing into countless threed-like beems thet converged et
the bottom of the deep pit.

Before long, the women drew e few drops of blood beck into her pelm. “This is blood essence, but it
hes lost its spirituel energy end velue.”

The women tossed the blood droplets eside with her hend.

To her left wes e stooped elderly men.

“It mey be some kind of substitute technique thet uses blood essence es e lure, meking it difficult to
distinguish the reel from the feke.” The elderly men spoke while turning his heed to look et the
Hexegrem Arrey on the opposite side of the street.

“He must heve elreedy gone in.”

Stending opposite the elderly men wes e young men. Donning e suit end puffing et e cigerette, the
young men burst out leughing. “Vikes, I cen’t believe I’m on per with e reterd like you! After ell thet
fighting, you couldn’t even tell the enemy wes e feke. You’re such en idiot!”



Vikes looked et the young men in the suit icily. “Mind your own business. Don’t cross the line,” Vikes
seid while slowly reeching out his right hend.

Once egein, the swerm of golden insects flocked to his pelm before teking shepe es e megnificent
golden scepter.

Then, without hesitetion, Vikes turned end welked towerd the Hexegrem Arrey behind him.

“Vikes, whet ere you doing? Your mission is to guerd the southern pert of Springwyn. Since he’s
elreedy gone inside, it’s no longer your concern.”

“He esceped beceuse of me. I heve to cetch him beck end meke things right!”

Vikes sounded celm, but enyone could sense e murderous intent in his voice.

The elderly men zepped through the crowd end stood before Vikes. “Vikes, you’re going to upset God-
King.”

As Vikes gezed upon the gleeming beeds held by the elderly men, e glint of murderous intent sperked
in his eyes. “Mester Simbe, we’re both cultivetors, end we know the so-celled mirecles ere just mere
megicel spells. Likewise, God-King is not e reel god. He’s just enother cultivetor who’s reeched e level
beyond our own. I, too, heve e chence of edvencing to the Divine Reelm. But if you wholeheertedly
went to be God-King’s lepdog, you’re just cutting your own cultivetion journey short. If God-King wents
to bleme someone, he cen come end find me directly. Get out of my wey!”

As the religious icon vanished, the imagery from the pit emerged before the people.

“Gone?” Vikas frowned.

He then walked to the edge of the pit and looked into it.



The only female cultivator of the four standing before him extended her palm.

A wave of spiritual energy spread out, coalescing into countless thread-like beams that converged at
the bottom of the deep pit.

Before long, the woman drew a few drops of blood back into her palm. “This is blood essence, but it
has lost its spiritual energy and value.”

The woman tossed the blood droplets aside with her hand.

To her left was a stooped elderly man.

“It may be some kind of substitute technique that uses blood essence as a lure, making it difficult to
distinguish the real from the fake.” The elderly man spoke while turning his head to look at the
Hexagram Array on the opposite side of the street.

“He must have already gone in.”

Standing opposite the elderly man was a young man. Donning a suit and puffing at a cigarette, the
young man burst out laughing. “Vikas, I can’t believe I’m on par with a retard like you! After all that
fighting, you couldn’t even tell the enemy was a fake. You’re such an idiot!”

Vikas looked at the young man in the suit icily. “Mind your own business. Don’t cross the line,” Vikas
said while slowly reaching out his right hand.

Once again, the swarm of golden insects flocked to his palm before taking shape as a magnificent
golden scepter.

Then, without hesitation, Vikas turned and walked toward the Hexagram Array behind him.



“Vikas, what are you doing? Your mission is to guard the southern part of Springwyn. Since he’s
already gone inside, it’s no longer your concern.”

“He escaped because of me. I have to catch him back and make things right!”

Vikas sounded calm, but anyone could sense a murderous intent in his voice.

The elderly man zapped through the crowd and stood before Vikas. “Vikas, you’re going to upset God-
King.”

As Vikas gazed upon the gleaming beads held by the elderly man, a glint of murderous intent sparked
in his eyes. “Master Simba, we’re both cultivators, and we know the so-called miracles are just mere
magical spells. Likewise, God-King is not a real god. He’s just another cultivator who’s reached a level
beyond our own. I, too, have a chance of advancing to the Divine Realm. But if you wholeheartedly
want to be God-King’s lapdog, you’re just cutting your own cultivation journey short. If God-King wants
to blame someone, he can come and find me directly. Get out of my way!”

As the religious icon vanished, the imagery from the pit emerged before the people.

The elderly man gazed into Vikas’ eyes and hesitated for some time, but in the end, he slowly shuffled
out of the way.

The elderly man gazed into Vikas’ eyes and hesitated for some time, but in the end, he slowly shuffled
out of the way.

“Master Simba!”

The man in the suit leaped in front of the elderly man, attempting to block Vikas’ path, but Simba raised
his hand and stopped the man in his tracks. “Let him go. You can keep an eye on him for a short period
but not for the rest of his life.”



Vikas slowly stepped into the Hexagram Array and vanished completely while Simba made that
remark.

Meanwhile, the female cultivator, too, walked up to the elderly man. “It’s impossible for the three of us
to watch over all four directions alone. We must get God-King to send help.”

“Just report the truth.”

The elderly man tapped the ground gently with his feet, then vanished in the blink of an eye, only to
reappear over ten meters away.

After a few moments, the female cultivator departed as well, leaving the man in the suit to stare at the
illusion of Springwyn with a complex expression on his face.

Meanwhile, Jonathan cautiously treaded through a dark forest while holding Heaven Sword tightly.

During the final battle, as the swarming golden insects enveloped Jonathan’s body, he successfully
executed Zebedee’s shadow clone technique. While the clones distracted the enemy, Jonathan’s true
body seized the opportunity to enter the formation undetected.

Springwyn appeared before his eyes after he entered the formation, but instead of detecting any signs
of life, he felt a malevolent aura.

As Jonathan darted through Springwyn, he stumbled upon a burning heap of corpses, their flames
raging fiercely into the sky.

Standing on a three-story building, Jonathan looked over and noticed at least a dozen mounds of
corpses scattered throughout the area. What happened here? Did a massacre take place here?

Instead of investigating further, Jonathan hastened toward a giant statue in the center of a plaza in
Springwyn.



However, as soon as he got in, a wave of severe dizziness overcame Jonathan. When he opened his
eyes again, he found himself standing in a dense forest.

That was his reaction after he entered the portal formation.

Jonathan still failed to find any trace of life in this forest.

Although no living humans were spotted outside the woodland, there were at least traces of human
activity.

The dense forest was enveloped in an eerie silence so unnerving that it could send shivers down the
spines of anyone who entered it.

Jonathan activated his spiritual sense, striving to capture a mental image of the surrounding area.

No other plants were visible in the forest except for a leafless variety of trees.

For the first time, Jonathan felt he had done something on impulse. There’s no life and sunlight in this
place. Where else can I go? I don’t even know how to go back.

Crack!

Jonathan came to the realization that he had stepped on a branch as he walked forward.

In this quiet, oppressive space, even the slightest noise seemed to reverberate, causing discomfort to
Jonathan’s ears.

With that slight noise, the trees around him began to spin slightly.

He immediately sensed this change in the environment with his spiritual sense.



Without any hesitation, Jonathan swung his Heaven Sword to cut off the peculiar trees around him.

Yet, his move had triggered something, bringing trouble upon himself.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

The ear-piercing sounds rang out from all directions.

A golden light surrounding Jonathan flickered and constantly changed. Between the sky and the earth,
countless branches turned into spikes and shot toward Jonathan from all directions.

Any Superior Realm cultivator could easily withstand the blow from each spike, but the sheer number
of spikes in this area made it impossible for Jonathan to defend himself indefinitely. Under these
conditions, he would exhaust all his energy and eventually succumb to the forest.

Looking at the branches around him, Jonathan gradually reduced the output of his spiritual power
toward the bizarre bronze handbell above his head.

As the golden light around him faded and dissipated, a shield of spiritual power quickly formed around
Jonathan, blocking out all the branches and spikes.

This also meant that Jonathan would have to continue exhausting his spiritual energy.

Nonetheless, Jonathan could now attack the peculiar trees outside the protective shield, unobstructed
by the golden light of the bronze handbell.

As the flames in his surrounding intensified, the magical item in his hand expanded in size.

The magical item grew to about thirty meters in length before it truly reached its limit.

“Burn!” Jonathan uttered calmly while channeling his spiritual energy into the long staff in his hand.



Around him, flames soared as all the trees pierced by the staff began to burn uncontrollably.

Running swiftly through the forest, Jonathan set the peculiar trees ablaze, one after another.

All of a sudden, a pair of colossal eyes gradually opened.

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