The Legendary Man novel Chapter 991

The Legendary Man Chapter 991-With a shout, a sword made of light materialized in Sean’s hand.

Positioning his body close to the ground, he lunged at Jonathan’s groin like a lithe leopard.

Golden light burst forth as Jonathan brandished the mysterious bronze handbell, allowing it to hover above his head and cast a golden light barrier around him.

However, no matter how sturdy the bronze handbell was, it was still merely a condensation of spiritual energy. Hence, it could not possibly withstand a Pryncyp attack.

A split second later, the white light sword penetrated the light barrier produced by the bronze handbell and slashed toward Jonathan’s legs.

Retreating swiftly, Jonathan formed a hand seal, manipulating the chessboard beneath his feet to elongate once more.

Activating Within Reach, the distance between the two rapidly increased further.

Unfortunately, unlike the previous result, whereby he managed to put a distance of over twenty meters between himself and Sean after casting the skill, Jonathan only managed to put a mere three meters between them this time.

As wondrous as the Divine Chessboard was, it was, after all, an inanimate object.

The various formations engraved on it comprised of spatial, trapping, killing, and befuddling arrays.

Yet, no matter how versatile the chessboard could be, there was always a limit to its capabilities.

Earlier, Jonathan had exploited the space-altering formation to widen the gap between them, pushing the Divine Chessboard to its limit.

As a result, the chessboard couldn’t elongate by a significant margin anymore. Forcing it to extend any further now would undoubtedly result in its complete destruction.

At that moment, Sean had lost his previous delicate and adorable appearance.

The instant their distance widened, he gently pressed on the chessboard with his left hand. Above his head, the Eight Trigrams Plate expanded with the wind, transforming into a vast dome with a diameter of over ten meters that enveloped him and Jonathan in shadow.

“Seal!”

A slightly childish voice rang out in the air. Subsequently, Jonathan felt his connection to the Divine Chessboard began to weaken, and even his perception of the outside world blurred.

A formation within a formation! Jonathan stared coldly at Sean.

Although the Divine Chessboard was no match for a precelestial spiritual treasure, it was still an extraordinary treasure, as it had once been featured in the West Region’s myths.

While such a spiritual treasure might not achieve the exaggerated effect of isolating a space to create its own universe when in use, it was definitely capable of cutting off the flow of spiritual energy in the surroundings.

That was precisely why Jonathan dared to boastfully claim he was an existence akin to a true god when standing on the Divine Chessboard.

After all, spiritual energy was the foundation of all spells, formations, and restrictions.

Coupled with the numerous formations on the Divine Chessboard, anyone who entered it would face a tough time fighting Jonathan unless they were as powerful as veteran Divine Realm cultivators.

Unexpectedly, Sean managed to conjure an Eight Trigrams Plate within the Divine Chessboard.

The only explanation was that his Eight Trigrams Plate was of a much higher grade than the Divine Chessboard.

Phoebus Sect had nearly two thousand years of legacy. Although it wasn’t the oldest sect in Chanaea, Phoebus Sect could undoubtedly be considered one of the more established and prominent ancient sects.

Not to mention, Phoebus Sect also possessed an ancient land such as Summerbank Abyss. Therefore, Jonathan couldn’t fathom how such a sect with such a long history and solid foundation had come to its current pathetic state of dwindling talent.

He also wondered about the true reason behind the ancient beast imprisoned by Phoebus Sect within Summerbank Abyss.

Nonetheless, Sean was obviously not going to provide him answers to those questions.

A distance of three meters was a negligible impediment to their current battle.

The Eight Trigrams Plate floated above Sean’s head while he wielded the light sword. Spiritual energy surged around him, turning into countless sparkling white lights and enveloping his body.

“Take this!” Sean growled.

The chessboard beneath his feet rippled like water.

The next instant, he appeared before Jonathan, thrusting his light sword while charging directly at Jonathan’s chest.

Jonathan had activated his spiritual sense force field from the moment the battle commenced.