The Legendary Man novel Chapter 879

The Legendary Man Chapter 879-Within Remdik, Mount Enly was a volcano that had lain dormant for thousands of years in the Darlita Range.

At over five thousand four hundred meters high, it was the highest peak in Epea.

As a matter of fact, Mount Enly was the only volcano in the world with a height exceeding three thousand meters, which was why it was dubbed “the World’s Furnace.”

However, that massive furnace had been completely carpeted with snow due to its proximity to Aizkovos.

Notably, the volcano was a well-known restricted area in Remdik. Along with most of the Darlita Range, it was a very mysterious spot in Epea due to the many losses of lives there.

Every year, countless adventurers journeyed into the mountain range, hoping to conquer it. Alas, they all ended up missing and never walked out of it.

At that moment, a young man stood at the edge of an escarpment halfway up Mount Enly, silently watching the snowfall.

Before the snowflakes could fall on the young man’s head, however, they would be repelled to the sides as though an invisible shield was enveloping him.

It seemed like there was a hidden wind-like barrier around the young man, flurrying snow away from him. Undoubtedly, it would be a mysterious sight to anyone who witnessed it.

Right then, a burst of spiritual energy rapidly approached the young man from a two-meter-square cave behind the escarpment.

In a matter of seconds, an old man zoomed out of the cave and stopped behind the young man.

“Master, I’ve received word from Paurius.”

As the young man slowly turned around to face the old man, he dismissed the energy surrounding him, allowing the snowflakes to land on his body. The moment the snowflakes came into contact with his shoulders, they vaporized, emitting a sizzling sound of a water droplet on a hot pan.

“Did he manage to catch her?” he asked impassively while walking toward the old man.

With every step he took, the knee-high snow would swiftly melt beneath his foot.

Shockingly, those puddles of melted snow had long vaporized into steam before he lifted his feet.

“Paurius didn’t manage to catch Ksana, and she had already leaked the secret of Holy Blood to Jonathan—”

Boom!

Before the old man could finish his report, the young man arrived right in front of him.

Gusts of spiritual energy surged, radiating from the young man. Raging heat waves shrouded the entire area, plunging the escarpment into a furnace in the blink of an eye.

Under the blistering heat, the surrounding snow quickly melted. The resulting liquid vaporized, and those curtains of steam flowed up into the atmosphere, melting the falling snow.

The old man was forced to pull out all the stops— vehemently summoning spiritual energy—to resist the overwhelming heat. Despite being a cultivator in God Realm, he still had a tough time withstanding the scorching heat.

To prop himself up, he had his left knee and right hand on the ground. The droplets of sweat dripping from the tip of his nose vaporized immediately the second they hit the ground.

At the same time, a burnt smell started to waft from the old man’s right hand.

The searing heat emitted from the young man had burnt through the old man’s spirit shield and singed his palm.

“Master, Paurius already led his subordinates to pursue the duo. He said he was confident in bringing Jonathan’s and Ksana’s bodies back to the holy land in three days,” the old man reported humbly as he clenched his teeth to endure the agonizing pain.

The young man walked past the old man.

“Tell Paurius to end himself if Holy Blood is not within my sight in three days,” the former stated.

Once the young man had disappeared into the cave and the remaining energy pulses had dispersed, the old man slowly rose to his feet.

He dropped his gaze to his right palm and noted the burnt flesh.

“You’re on your own this time, Paurius!” he muttered to himself.

In an unknown mountain range twenty-five kilometers from Gerrain River, Jonathan was hiding in a naturally-formed limestone cave with Ksana in his arms.