The Legendary Man novel Chapter 979

The Legendary Man Chapter 979-As expected from Seboxia, who is capable enough of establishing a religion that is renowned throughout the world. I am in no way comparable to him in terms of moral principles and mental acuity.

Through Seboxia’s Mystic Dimension, he witnessed the ancient era in which all living beings could cultivate and was overcome with a feeling of helplessness.

Jonathan knew Seboxia had said all those things to destroy his Cor, but he still couldn’t help questioning himself.

His perception and determination to adhere to the Pryncyp of Slaughter were starting to waver.

The Cor of a cultivator was of paramount importance in the process of cultivation.

Taking the life of a cultivator was pretty simple. To ensure a successful kill, a person would just have to sever the circulatory system and the head.

However, destroying a cultivator’s Cor was a tricky process, as it was not a physical substance.

An obstinate young child, who was obstinate and unyielding, might shout when their parents attempted to reprimand or chastise them.

Nevertheless, no matter how much pressure was applied, they would never show any sign of acquiescence.

Right now, Jonathan’s Cor was on the brink of destruction.

Three years ago, he had seen that Chanaea had been thrown into a state of disarray and upheaval. In order to put an end to the chaos, he had decided to set up Asura’s Office with the intention of using any means necessary to restore peace and order.

That was what Jonathan had done.

Within three years, he had traveled from Harfush to all around Chanaea.

Back then, Jonathan’s role model had been an ancient king who had fought his way to unite the country.

He had never wavered in his stance to counter violence with violence.

However, Jonathan’s resolve started wavering after he met Seboxia.

The universe is unconscious as it regards everyone as insignificant.

Jonathan had to come to terms with the fact that, even though he was acting in what he felt was the pursuit of justice, he had still taken lives and that this was an inescapable truth. There was no difference between good and evil.

If someone committed a heinous act of murder for the purpose of theft, they would be widely reviled and viewed with disdain by the vast majority of people.

Conversely, if someone took a life in the service of a noble cause, they might be widely respected and even honored by many.

Both types of people were treated differently, but they were, after all, murderers.

Seboxia wanted Jonathan to join his side so he could become an immortal.

It was a valid justification, but they would still have to go to war.

Is taking lives what I want?

Jonathan was deep in thought when someone knocked on the door.

He glanced at the door, not even bothering to use his spiritual sense to find out who was outside.

“Come in.” Jonathan’s voice was calm.

The door was pushed open, and Emmeline pushed Sophia in.

“Aunt Sophia,” Jonathan greeted as he sat up and forced a smile.

Emmeline gave him an apologetic look. “Jonathan, I was worried about you, so I got Aunt Sophia to come. I—”

She was about to explain herself, but Sophia patted the back of her hand gently.

“Thank you for bringing me here, Emmeline. I really appreciate it. I think it would be best if you take a break now so that I can talk to Jonathan privately.”

Emmeline nodded. She took one last glance at Jonathan before walking out and closing the door behind her.

Jonathan sat up straight and gazed at Sophia. He reached out to take her pulse, wanting to find out how she was progressing in her recovery.

He was just about to place his hand on her wrist when she unexpectedly grasped his hand, halting his movement.