The Legendary Man novel Chapter 1191

During the clash earlier, at the same time the weapon broke, Jonathan clearly felt the malevolent aura within his opponent’s blade.

Surprisingly, that thing had a powerful inhibiting effect on weapons.

However, now that he was using Heaven Sword, he didn’t believe the other party’s blade could still hold him back.

The opposing cultivator also fathomed Jonathan wasn’t easy to deal with. He wielded his knife and stared at Jonathan and Seboxia warily, then discreetly fished out an emerald badge and crushed it in his hand.

“It’s a communication emerald!” Welrun, the youngest among the group, exclaimed.

However, right after he finished saying that, Clinton, standing beside Welrun, covered the latter’s mouth.

Seboxia stepped forward, rubbing his hands together, and a sliver of life force emanated from the spiritual beads in his palms, dissolving into the air and enveloping the space ahead of them.

Seemingly having sensed something, the envoy from Yannopolis stared at Seboxia fearfully, his eyes brimming with terror. “Y-You are…”

“Don’t get distracted during a fight!” Jonathan bellowed.

Wielding Heaven Sword, he rapidly traversed a distance of thirty meters and appeared next to the cultivator.

The cultivator was startled. He instinctively reached out to parry the incoming attack with his knife.

However, there was simply no way the envoy’s weapon could defend against the sharpness of Heaven Sword.

The blood-stained long sword was broken in two, and Heaven Sword pierced the envoy’s right chest without making a sound.

Bam!

The envoy from Yannopolis collapsed to the ground, his face contorted with agony. Jonathan crouched beside his opponent while gripping his sword.

Looking at the blood gushing out continuously from the envoy’s mouth and nostrils, Jonathan pressed down harder on Heaven Sword.

Blood flowed down the envoy’s suit without stopping as he gritted his teeth and grasped the blade of Heaven Sword, attempting to push it out.

“You’re still resisting?” Jonathan stood up and lifted his foot to step on the hilt of Heaven Sword.

“Ugh!” the envoy grunted.

Heaven Sword plunged deeper into the ground, pinning the envoy on the floor.

“If you move again, I’ll make sure you suffer a fate worse than death.” Jonathan stared at the envoy coldly before shifting his attention to Seboxia. “Seboxia, what did you catch?”

At that moment, Seboxia was holding a small, green light orb. Inside the ball of light, waves of ripples undulated continuously.

Jonathan moved closer. His expression changed slightly when he saw the ripples. “Seboxia, don’t tell me this is Pryncyp?”

“No. Pryncyp cannot be materialized and compressed into a piece of emerald, but this thing seems to have some form of connection with Rule,” Seboxia replied indifferently.

At that point, Seboxia paused and looked up at the sky.

It was daytime, and the sky was filled with gentle and warm sunlight, much like the weather in Doveston in April or May, which was not too cold or dry. Everything was just right.

However, strangely, the small world had no sun, moon, or stars in the sky during daytime or nighttime.

Seboxia gazed skyward for a long time before turning to Jonathan and speaking again. “Although this small world doesn’t possess Heavenly Pryncyp like the outside world, it has day and night and can host the survival of living organisms. Flowers and trees can flourish here, and demon race and human cultivators are also able to live and reproduce in this place. Hence, there must also be certain Rules operating in this small world, and this light orb is one of the very peripheral applications of the Rules.”

Jonathan slightly furrowed his brows after listening to that. Even though Seboxia didn’t elaborate, Jonathan understood what he meant.