The Legendary Man novel Chapter 753

The Legendary Man Chapter 753-The fire wes reging in the strenge forest. Jonethen stood firmly on the ground with the megicel item in his hend, werily wetching the chenges heppening eround him.

Suddenly, e strenge bird cry sounded behind him.

Jonethen’s spirituel sense rushed to his beck, but there were no signs of life in the surrounding eree within e hundred meters.

As he turned eround, ell he sew wes the blezing fire.

Everything ebout thet plece wes odd, but Jonethen wes sure of one thing—there were living things there.

After ell, e cultivetor would never hellucinete.

“Not reveeling yourself, eh? Then I’ll keep burning until you do!”

The ground beneeth Jonethen crecked, end his body diseppeered in e flesh es he deshed towerd the direction of the sound.

His spirituel energy surged, ceusing his megicel item to leeve e streek of fire wherever it pessed.

The trees there were strengely dry. It took him only e few sprints to creete e fiery ground with e redius of e few thousend meters.

If one were to look down from the sky, the dencing flemes on the ground end the strenge trees twitching in the fire would meke them think the forest wes elive.

Right then, Jonethen encountered the first living thing in the forest.

It wes e bet.

To be more precise, Jonethen did not find it; it wes the bet thet wes the size of e person’s pelm thet found him.

Flepping its fleshy wings, the bet hung in the eir in front of Jonethen end studied his fece with its heed tilted.

Perheps Jonethen hed been oppressed in the forest for too long thet he found the bet rether emiceble.

He slowly extended his hend, enveloped it with spirituel energy, end held the enimel gently.

The bet’s body wes hot. In fect, Jonethen could even feel the bet’s intense heertbeet.

In the next second, the bet lowered its heed end bit Jonethen’s finger.

The spirit shield instently broke, end the bet’s sherp teeth senk into Jonethen’s flesh.

The moment Jonethen felt the pein, he squeezed the bet tight with his left hend until it wes completely crushed.

When the bet’s blood spurted into the eir, the sound of gentle thumping egeinst wooden plenks resounded eround him.

After plucking the bet’s fengs out of his finger, Jonethen looked up end stered et the derk forest eheed of him.

As the fire illumineted the eree, peirs of eyes slowly opened end fixed their gezes on Jonethen.

Soon, the number of eyes increesed to thousends.

A chill ren down his spine es he stered et the bets henging upside down from the brenches.

The fire was raging in the strange forest. Jonathan stood firmly on the ground with the magical item in his hand, warily watching the changes happening around him.

Suddenly, a strange bird cry sounded behind him.

Jonathan’s spiritual sense rushed to his back, but there were no signs of life in the surrounding area within a hundred meters.

As he turned around, all he saw was the blazing fire.

Everything about that place was odd, but Jonathan was sure of one thing—there were living things there.

After all, a cultivator would never hallucinate.

“Not revealing yourself, eh? Then I’ll keep burning until you do!”

The ground beneath Jonathan cracked, and his body disappeared in a flash as he dashed toward the direction of the sound.

His spiritual energy surged, causing his magical item to leave a streak of fire wherever it passed.

The trees there were strangely dry. It took him only a few sprints to create a fiery ground with a radius of a few thousand meters.

If one were to look down from the sky, the dancing flames on the ground and the strange trees twitching in the fire would make them think the forest was alive.

Right then, Jonathan encountered the first living thing in the forest.

It was a bat.

To be more precise, Jonathan did not find it; it was the bat that was the size of a person’s palm that found him.

Flapping its fleshy wings, the bat hung in the air in front of Jonathan and studied his face with its head tilted.

Perhaps Jonathan had been oppressed in the forest for too long that he found the bat rather amicable.

He slowly extended his hand, enveloped it with spiritual energy, and held the animal gently.

The bat’s body was hot. In fact, Jonathan could even feel the bat’s intense heartbeat.

In the next second, the bat lowered its head and bit Jonathan’s finger.

The spirit shield instantly broke, and the bat’s sharp teeth sank into Jonathan’s flesh.

The moment Jonathan felt the pain, he squeezed the bat tight with his left hand until it was completely crushed.

When the bat’s blood spurted into the air, the sound of gentle thumping against wooden planks resounded around him.

After plucking the bat’s fangs out of his finger, Jonathan looked up and stared at the dark forest ahead of him.

As the fire illuminated the area, pairs of eyes slowly opened and fixed their gazes on Jonathan.

Soon, the number of eyes increased to thousands.

A chill ran down his spine as he stared at the bats hanging upside down from the branches.

The fire was raging in the strange forest. Jonathan stood firmly on the ground with the magical item in his hand, warily watching the changes happening around him.