The Legendary Man novel Chapter 908

The Legendary Man Chapter 908-“Master, Sanctuary only sounds more glamorous than it actually is.”

Faced with Jonathan’s silence, Ksana thought that he was upset over what she had reported.

She quickly added, “We have no more than three hundred Grandmaster Realm cultivators, fifty-four God Realm cultivators, six, Divine Realm cultivators, one God—”

“Stop!” Jonathan interrupted her elaboration with his hand raised.

Ksana’s words filled Jonathan with exasperation.

Regardless of its size, Asura’s Office was considered one of the world’s most prominent organizations. Yet they only had three God Realm cultivators.

In comparison, Sanctuary had fifty-four of them.

How are we going to f*cking compete? Asura’s Office doesn’t even have fifty-four Grandmaster Realm cultivators. There’s no way we can defeat them in a war.

“Mr. Coffin, going against Sanctuary is suicide. I’m not going to do it anymore.”

Just like how readily Jonathan had promised the coffin to travel to Sanctuary, he was now repudiating his promise with equal decisiveness.

“No way!”

All of a sudden, the coffin emitted a frosty aura, one that sent a chill down Jonathan’s spine.

Jonathan used his mental energy to form an image of himself in his elixir field. With a grim look on his face, he stared at the coffin.

“Mr. Coffin, didn’t you just hear what Ksana said? When it comes to God Realm cultivators alone, Sanctuary has more than fifty of them. What makes you think I can steal the emperor’s circulatory system from under their noses? We haven’t even taken into consideration the God Realm cultivators and the supposed God. It’s just like walking into a death trap!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that you’re safe,” the coffin replied, to which Jonathan snorted in response.

“Can you stop bragging already, Mr. Coffin? Even if we set the Grandmaster Realm and Divine Realm cultivators aside, we’ll still have to face three hundred Grandmaster Realm cultivators the moment we set foot on Mount Enly. I’ll have my hands full just dealing with them. How are you going to help me by lying in your coffin? Are you going to cheer me on from there?”

No sooner had Jonathan spoken than a burst of pure life force flooded out of the coffin.

“Jonathan, you’re about to break through to the next level. Don’t waste such a wonderful opportunity,” the coffin said coldly.

The next moment, Jonathan stopped in his tracks against his will.

Ksana, who was running by his side, leaped into the air and continued to dash forward. Just as she covered tens of meters, she detected something amiss and turned around. Much to her surprise, she saw Jonathan charging at the werewolves with Heaven Sword in his hand.

“Master!” Ksana cried out as she ran after him the moment she landed.

With the coffin’s help and to continue keeping his secret, Jonathan and Ksana signed a master and servant contract with the cruelest conditions.

Not only could Jonathan decide the fate of Ksana’s life on a whim, but his death would also cause her to be annihilated by Pryncyp.

In other words, regardless of the odds Jonathan faced in battle, Ksana had no choice but to follow and protect him.

After all, she needed to keep him safe in order for her to continue living.

“How dare he come back! Kill him!” Charleigh bellowed from a few hundred meters away when he saw Jonathan turn around and charge at him.

“Awoo!”

The werewolves acknowledged the order by howling into the air before flashing their sharp claws at Jonathan.

“You handle the attacks, while I take care of the defense,” the coffin said in an indifferent tone. “Remember to gain insight on the Pryncyp of Slaughter you possess. A sliver of it can only be felt the moment you lose your life. On top of that, the higher the cultivation of its holder, the clearer the sensation will be. There are a thousand Grandmaster Realm cultivators here. If you fail to master the Pryncyp of Slaughter after killing all of them, there’s no point in your existence anymore.”

Upon listening to the coffin’s words, Jonathan could feel the life force within him rage, reinvigorating every inch of his flesh.

“This feeling…”

Boundless energy exuded from his body as he tightened his grip on Heaven Sword.