The Legendary Man novel Chapter 821

The Legendary Man Chapter 821-“He is in a battle with a Chanaean cultivator but is currently missing,” the monk answered before casting an anxious glance to the side.

Although Hossom was the first one to react to it, the Grandmaster Realm cultivators soon realized the terrifying waves of power coming from Jonathan as well.

Louis looked in the direction where Jonathan was. He narrowed his eyes and saw a clear view of Jonathan’s face.

“Interesting,” he commented before taking a step that brought him over fifty meters away from his initial spot.

To others, Louis seemed to be moving slowly, but every step he took could let him cross dozens of meters.

In three breaths’ time, Louis had arrived by Jonathan’s side.

“His physical energy is in a mess, and his spiritual energy is channeling in reverse. Is he trying to self-destruct?”

Louis snapped his brows together as he let his spiritual sense search the area for Aetomoye.

What he did not know was that Aetomoye was currently screaming in agony inside Jonathan’s body.

By then, Jonathan’s meridian and energy field was already ruined. His spiritual energy had sunken his blood into his energy field.

At that moment, Jonathan’s energy field was like a miniature universe.

The only difference was that the usually smooth edges of the energy field were now cracking.

Blood was rapidly swirling into the whirlpool in the middle of the energy field.

Jonathan had materialized within his energy field. It felt as if he was large enough to see the entirety of the energy field, but at the same time, he felt as if he was small enough to stand on the mysterious coffin.

He was making a bet.

The coffin clearly craved life force—the one Aetomoye was going on about—so Jonathan was confused.

Why did it enter my body? Why would it waste its life force to help me repair my body? If it needed life force, why didn’t it absorb me the second I dug the grave?

Those questions plagued Jonathan’s mind.

However, right as he went up against Aetomoye, he found the answers to his questions.

It’s because it wants to use me. By saving me, it can use me to devour more life force. Saving me is akin to an investment for the coffin.

Jonathan guessed there was only one reason for the coffin to pick him out of everyone.

The reason was Jonathan’s Pryncyp of Slaughter.

What was needed to grasp the Pryncyp of Slaughter?

It was slaughter. Endless slaughter.

Jonathan, who could grasp the Pryncyp of Slaughter, was the puppet the coffin needed.

As long as Jonathan killed a person, it could then take that person’s life force the second the person died.

Hence, Jonathan was using his life to affirm his speculations.

His figure was starting to fade, and Jonathan knew that his body had already been ruined.

In a few seconds more, his figure would completely disappear due to his ruined meridian.

If his speculation were wrong, he would disappear in the blink of an eye. Nothing of him would be left in this world other than a pool of blood.

Jonathan had lost track of time as he looked into himself.

Standing in the middle of the elixir field, he could sense the chaotic churning of the spiritual energy.

He was already turning transparent.

Boom!

The earth-shattering sound of an explosion made Jonathan open his eyes wide.