Chapter 436
A cold glint appeared in Moose’s eyes as he dered, “It’s not your decision to make!”
Jonathan realized that these people were difficult to get along with and tried to reason with them by
saying, “I am merely a passer-by. If you do not wish to wee us, we will simply leave. It will not
cause any harm. Furthermore, your conversation revolved around apprehending a traitor, and no top-
secret information was disclosed. If I depart now, you will not incur any losses. Please do not be
aggressive.”
Initially, he had been delighted to encounter fellow humans, but now he realized they were nothing but
trouble.
Skr responded icily, “You are acting suspiciously and declining to have Mr. Moose read your mind. It
is evident that you are hiding something!” After a pause, he ordered the Golden Knight standing beside
him, “Ducson, capture him alive.”
Ducson, the burly man who had conversed with Skr in the tent, was the esteemed leader of the
Golden Knights and a formidable sword master. Through his diligent cultivation of the Supreme Sect’s
divine energy over the years, he was now at the final stage of Nascent Soul.
Naturally, the cultivation stages here were different from the cultivation stages in the boundless
universe.
Here, Ducson was a Rank Seven Warrior.
There existed a total of ten ranks. Upon reaching the ninth rank, a Warrior would ascend to the coveted
status of a Divine Warrior.
These individuals held tremendous influence and were revered as significant figures in Moranta.
After receiving the order, Ducson immediately pulled out his golden trefoil sword and approached
Jonathan.
After ordering Yeverie to step back, Jonathan swiftly put on his Dragon Binding Gloves and let out a
cold chuckle. “You im to be the Supreme Sect, yet you behave like savages, full of aggression. It’s
no wonder someone has betrayed you.”
His words sessfully ignited the anger of Skr and Moose.
Skr bellowed, “Ducson, what are you waiting for?” He swiftly issued amand to the Golden
Knights, “Listen up, everyone! Do not allow this man to escape. Capture him alive!”
Skr and the like couldn’t figure out how capable Jonathan was.
They had Jonathan and Yeverie surrounded, so Skr and Moose weren’t afraid that Jonathan would
escape.
Ducson, being the leader of the Golden Knights, had the highest level of cultivation and unparalleled
skill in swordsmanship among everyone present. With his exceptional abilities, he was the ideal
candidate to apprehend Jonathan.
Jonathan snorted inwardly. He knew that he wouldn’t stand a chance if they attacked him together.
Nevertheless, the knights adhered steadfastly to the code of chivalry.
Although Yeverie held the rank of a Level One Divine Master, herck of experience inbat and the
absence of a weapon ced her at a significant disadvantage against someone as skilled and capable
as Ducson. She stood little chance in a confrontation against him. That was why Jonathan told Yeverie
to step back. Yeverie dared not act recklessly and reminded him, “Be careful, Mr. Lawson!”
Naturally, she dared not address him as “Your Majesty” right this moment. Chaos would ensue if she
were to address him that way.
Jonathan and Ducson stood across from each other with only a mere meter separating them.
Ducson had received orders to capture Jonathan alive, and Jonathan, too, intended to do the same.
Suddenly, Ducson let out an ear-splitting roar.
Nheless, that was nothing but child’s y to Jonathan. When Ducsonunched his attack,
Jonathan gathered his Force at his eyes. In a split second, his eyes became as bright as the sun.
At once, Ducson closed his eyes involuntarily. Fear consumed him as he swiftly drew upon his
experience, retreating a few steps while brandishing his sword with precision and speed.
The sword shed across the ck sky, dazzling as a shooting star.
Jonathan was as agile as a leopard and as fast as a shooting star. In an instant, he had already arrived
before Ducson. When Jonathan stepped into Ducson’s line of sight, Ducson swung his golden trefoil
sword and aimed for Jonathan’s neck.
Jonathan didn’t bother avoiding him and stretched out his hand.
Ducson had regained his sight by now. He witnessed Jonathan fearlessly catching his sword with his
bare hands. In response, a surge of determination surged through Ducson as he unleashed the full
force of his strength, intending to sever Jonathan’s hand in a single decisive strike.
Even if Jonathan’s hand got severed, he would still be alive.
Ducson refused to believe that anyone could catch his sword barehanded, even if Jonathan was
adorned with a pair of peculiar gloves.
Crack!
Jonathan’s hands wrapped around Ducson’s golden trefoil sword.
They both channeled their Force in unison, and the golden trefoil sword cracked.
Jonathan grabbed half of the broken sword and turned it around, aiming it at Ducson’s throat.
This was the Peach-Offering Monkey move.
Jonathan had executed it wlessly.
Shock crossed Ducson’s face as he retreated swiftly, barely avoiding Jonathan’s attack.
Jonathan’s next move grew increasingly mysterious. He threw the tip of the sword out in the blink of an
eye.
Whenever Jonathan took action, he employed every conceivable means at his disposal, leaving
everyone unable to predict his next move.
The moment Ducson engaged inbat with Jonathan, he swiftlyprehended the true extent of
Jonathan’s terrifying abilities.
Left without a choice, Ducson swung what was left of his sword forward to deflect Jonathan’s attack.
At the same time, Jonathan had already pounced toward him like a ferocious wolf. With a powerful
strike, Jonathan executed a Heart Seal attack, shattering Ducson’s formidable assault and inflicting
severe damage on his internal organs. He also used the Dragon w Grab to grip Ducson’s throat.
Ducson didn’t stand a chance against Jonathan.
Jonathan discerned the peculiarity of Ducson’s divine energy, noticing that it formed a protective barrier
around his body. However, despite its unusual nature, he recognized that divine energy, in the end, was
still a form of energy. Using the Heart Seal attack, he injured Ducson’s organs directly.
Having gained the upper hand, Jonathan swiftly seized Ducson as a hostage and retreated, positioning
himself in front of Yeverie once again.
The battle ended so quickly. Before the Golden Knights realized what was going on, Jonathan had
already captured their leader, Ducson.
“You have a death wish!” Skr’s gaze turned cold as he dered, “Release Ducson now, or I’ll make
sure you pay the price!”
Moose was also ring at Jonathan icily.
Inwardly, they couldn’t help but ponder why such a formidable individual had appeared in the deste
snowy tundra.
They believed his abilities were akin to that of a Divine Warrior, which would ount for his effortless
defeat of Ducson in the blink of an eye.
Moose, a Rank Seven Magician, found himself in a dilemma as it was not appropriate for him to employ
his magic while Jonathan cunningly took cover behind Ducson. He was unable to utilize his magical
abilities to attack Jonathan directly in this situation.
Magicians like Moose excelled in both group and individual attacks. Their true strengthy in executing
devastating group attacks, which proved to be immensely valuable during battles. However, engaging
in close-rangebat against Warriors posed a significant challenge for them, as it was not their area
of expertise.
Even so, Moose began chanting the Petrification Spell discreetly to turn Jonathan into stone.
Theplexity of the spell meant that it would require a considerable amount of time toplete,
cing Moose at a disadvantage.
Unaware of the existence of such a spell or that Moose was casting it, Jonathan remained focused on
his defense, oblivious to the unfolding magical incantation.
Jonathan fixed his gaze on Skr. He didn’t want to furtherplicate the situation. Thus, he said
politely, “I merely happened to be passing by, and I haven’t overheard any confidential information.
Why are you acting aggressively? Is the Supreme Sect truly so domineering that it disregards the
voices of ordinary individuals?”
Skr merely dered frostily, “Release him!”
He refused to waste his energy talking to Jonathan.
At the same time, Moose finally finished his Petrification Spell.
Jonathan instantly sensed something off. He sensed strange particles hovering in the air around him
before swiftly surrounding his legs.
It’s a Light Magic’s Petrification Spell!
Jonathan felt his legs growing numb. He frowned, knowing something was not right.
Jonathan then felt his limbs growing numb, too.
Without warning, he let out a loud roar and activated his vitality.
The numbing feeling was sent flying, and Jonathan regained his freedom.
Moose’s Petrification Spell had failed to work on Jonathan!
It was not that Jonathan was immune to magic. It was just that Moose’s expertisey more in grand-
scale magical abilities rather than smaller, targeted spells. Furthermore, as a Rank Seven Magician,
Moose’s power was dwarfed by Jonathan’s strength, which rivaled that of a Divine Warrior.
It was indeedughable to believe that a mere small spell could eliminate someone of Jonathan’s
caliber.
Moose’s face paled visibly.
“Release him!” Skr hissed once again as he whipped out his golden trefoil sword. Skr was no
ordinary figure as he held the esteemed position of the Supreme Sect’s Red Cardinal. Despite his
young age, he held a prominent position within the sect due to his status as a Divine Warrior. Such a
remarkable feat spoke volumes about his exceptional talent and prowess.
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Jonathan frowned. Does this b*stard have nothing else to say? His temper red, and he responded
coldly, “Do you think I’m a fool? If I release him, you’ll attack me all at once. I won’t release him!”
Skr’s eyes transformed into icy blocks, reflecting his inner turmoil. Known for his vtile nature, he
teetered on the brink of losing control.
Jonathan’s heart filled with apprehension, as he feared that Skr might opt to take his life. If that were
to happen, he realized there would be no possible way to salvage the situation.
Fortunately, Moose stopped Skr in time. As they weren’t enemies, he knew there was no need to
escte the situation to irreparable levels. Moreover, with Ducson serving as the leader of the Golden
Knights, the other knights would lose confidence in Skr’s leadership if Ducson died in Jonathan’s
hands. It would signify Skr’sck of regard for hisrades’ lives.
“We should have a civil discussion!” Moose reminded Skr in a low voice.
Despite his reckless nature, Skr wasn’t a brute. He took a deep breath and calmed down.
Jonathan’s tension eased slightly as he reiterated his stance, “As I’ve mentioned before, I don’t know
any of you and have not overheard any top secrets. If you consent to let us leave, I will release him.
This is a reasonable request, isn’t it?”
Indeed, that was a reasonable request.
In truth, if Skr and Moose chose to let Jonathan and Yeverie depart without further resistance, it
would showcase their magnanimity.
However, the current turn of events, with Jonathan emerging victorious, made it difficult for them to
concede. Permitting Jonathan to leave now would be an admission of defeat, an act that shed with
their sense of pride.
Pride held significant importance to them, and as a young Red Cardinal, Skr sought to uphold his
pride in front of his subordinates.