The Legendary Man novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562 Man With A Sword

Jonathan centered all of his spiritual energy in his hand and wave it around to prove his theory correct. An invisible blade made out of his spiritual energy emerged from his hand and disappeared into the fog.

Then, his spiritual sense chased after the spiritual blade within a five-meter radius. A sound came from his back. The fog emitted a spiritual sense, absorbed spiritual energy, and drowned out sounds. What actually is that?

Jonathan, deep in thought, extended his spiritual sense five meters and walked in the direction where the spiritual blade went. He proceeded for more than ten meters when a pit the size of a palm appeared in his mind directly ahead, caused by the spiritual blade.

Mild surprise gripped Jonathan as he looked at the pitiful hole on the ground.

He had been absent-minded, but his pure spiritual energy should have left a mark one or two meters deep, so he was caught off guard to see only a palm-size dent.

It would take a blink of an eye for the spiritual blade to travel the distance of fewer than twenty meters, and its spiritual energy had been weakened significantly in that short amount of time. This fog was really something.

If only he could refine a protective spell from it…

Once the idea was planted in his head, it started to take root. Unfortunately, Jonathan was unable to make it work despite several attempts.

He glanced around and hurled two spiritual blades in front of him.

It didn’t matter if he was lost or if Sofus had lied to him, he had to try to find his way out of the fog.

What he didn’t notice was that several seconds after he left, the mark left behind by his spiritual energy started to knit back.

Jonathan was able to estimate an hour had elapsed by measuring his breaths when he felt his spiritual sense was no longer hindered.

This must be the edge!

His eyes lit up, and he dashed out of the fog in a flash.

Spiritual energy enveloped his body, and at that moment, he felt like new life had been breathed into him again.

Though Jonathan was still wandering inside the fog, his spiritual sense could extend more than ten meters, and he could clearly see his surroundings in his mind—every movement in the grass blade, every animal foraging around. He was once again in control, and a wave of relief washed over him.

Turning his head, he studied the fog rolling around, which appeared to be contained from the outside by an invisible wall.

It was unknown what was holding the fog at bay. If he knew, he would harness some of it for research purposes.

Jonathan felt a sense of pity at the possibility of using it as armor.

He was in the fog for an hour and lost track of how far he had traveled since entering the valley.

Gazing at the fog before him, he recalled Sofus’ words that it would disperse as one ventured deeper, so he should be going somewhere without it.

He made up his mind and tapped his foot lightly, morphing into a flash that raced forward.

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