Chapter 602


    Chapter 602 Rune


    dimir’s froze as he gazed at Jonathan. “Do you understand what’s going on, Jonathan? Every


    second dy means another second closer to our deaths. Are you sure you want to negotiate with me


    at a time like this?”


    Jonathan shrugged. “We don’t have to negotiate. Just let go of Joselle.” As he spoke, Jonathan


    dropped Irving and seated himself cross-legged on a rock like he was enjoying the show.


    “You little…” dimir yelled through gritted teeth, but the sight of the nearly bare ming Tree caused


    him to regain hisposure. He wrapped a pill in spiritual energy and sent it flying over to Jonathan.


    However, Jonathan shook his head when the pill arrived in his hand. “This is not the same as the pill I


    took all those years ago. Since you’re reluctant to work together, I cannot hand him over.”


    “Enough!” dimir cursed. “Do you actually know what you’re talking about? This is the pill you


    consumed! We’ll all die here if you don’t believe me!”


    Jonathan grinned at dimir who was fuming with rage.


    “Calm down. I was seriously injured back then and had no idea what I consumed. I wouldn’t know it


    even if you simply gave me one at random. That is why I must first verify its authenticity.”


    Jonathan put the pill carefully away before speaking once more.


    “You were the one to have sealed our formation te before. Hand it over, and I’ll hand Irving to you.”


    At the sound of those two words, dimir flushed red and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.


    “You are taking advantage of the situation. I won’t give you the formation te even if I die, Jonathan.”


    “Then you will die.”


    As Jonathan spoke, he picked up Irving and turned to go.


    “Stay where you are!”


    dimir’s voice sounded from the valley. Jonathan turned around slowly.


    “Have you thought about it?” Jonathan said calmly. “Hand over the formation te!”


    “I’ll give it to you,” dimir conceded through gritted teeth. With a flip of his wrist, the formation te,


    the size of a palm, morphed into light andnded in Jonathan’s hand.


    Jonathan reached out to take the square formation te. As soon as his skin made contact, he learned


    the formation of the Three Ultimate Formations via a sudden epiphany.


    He felt like a giant gazing down on a sand tray where every mountain, river, tree, and flower in


    Summerbank Abyss was imprinted clearly in Jonathan’s mind.


    “This is amazing!” Jonathan exulted as he sensed the message brought on by the formation te.


    When he was about to take a more profound step in learning the functions of the formation te, a


    shapeless repulsive force came from the formation te and ejected his mental energy.


    “I know you’re worried I would use the formation te against you once we lock this monster away,


    Jonathan,” dimir said coldly from the valley. “Though the formation te is in your hand, it is imbued


    with my spiritual sense. None of us can use it. Fair enough, isn’t it? We’ll all die if you don’t throw the


    kid over right now.”


    As dimir spoke, his fingers broke apart. The leaves from the ming Tree below ceased falling.


    In the distance, the screen of red light surrounding Joselle began to flicker incessantly.


    “How are you so ill-tempered despite your age?” Jonathan lifted the unconscious Irving and threw him


    toward the valley. “He’s yours. Hurry up and seal it. I have urgent matters to attend to outside the


    forest.”


    “Smart boy,” dimir snarled before receiving Irving and flying over to the branches of the ming


    Tree.


    In the same manner when Sofus was sacrificed, dimir once more spent his blood essence and


    prepared to draw runic symbols on Irving’s body.


    As Irving’s flesh decayed rapidly, a series of talismans appeared on his back.


    Just when dimir retracted his hand in preparation for the final seal, Jonathan’s finger twitched from


    the summit.


    “Disperse!”


    dimir turned around to gaze at Jonathan when the mantra left thetter’s lips.


    Irving had been on his knees before dimir. The spiritual energy in his body exploded forth, and his


    cultivation level suddenly jumped from Grandmaster Realm to the middle phase of God Realm.


    “Jonathan! Go to hell!” Irving cursed as his eyes flew open. A green bronze handbell flew from his


    mouth to the top of his head. The shadow of the golden gong appeared for a moment in the midst of all


    that.


    ng!


    With dimir’s hand imprinted upon him, Irving’s back shone with a golden light. The bronze handbell


    grabbed Irving and took flight into the distance.


    Under the ming Tree, dimir stared at his shaking palm with an ugly look on his face.


    Only one more summon and the sacrifice would have beenpleted.


    “Why?” dimir screamed at Jonathan, looking quite deranged.


    “For a simple reason,” Jonathan said inly as he gazed at Irving glowering at him. “I don’t trust you.


    Your cultivation level is higher than mine. Once you seal Joselle away and set your sights on me, I


    would have no guarantee of survival.”


    dimir gnashed his teeth at Jonathan’s words.


    Though thetter only took a guess, dimir was indeed nning on doing so.


    Once he did away with Joselle, dimir would have been able to kill Jonathan with the formation te.


    Besides, he was in an opportune spot within the formation. Though it would be difficult to get rid of


    Jonathan, he was confident that he could do it.


    However, he did not expect Jonathan to have preemptively schemed with Irving to deceive his sealing


    rune.


    At that moment, the series of rotting runes on Irving’s back sparked with light.


    Jonathan examined the direction of every stroke of the runes and focused his spiritual sense on


    examining Irving’s body as he tried not to overlook any detail.


    Irving looked mutinous at the sensation of being scrutinized from all over.


    “I was forced to cooperate with you today for the sake of survival, Jonathan. But remember, I will be


    coming for you one day when I’m out of here.”


    “We’ll discuss getting out of hereter,” Jonathan replied mildly.


    “If my estimations are correct, your method of forcing the progress in your cultivation level is causing


    huge damage to your spiritual root. When you have an opportunity afterward, bite down on the tree and


    drink the sap within. It will replenish your deficit.”


    As he spoke, Jonathan reached out and removed the bronze handbell on Irving’s head.


    “Just as I suspected. Aside from thest summon, which is universal, the sealing method is different


    every time. Although I don’t know the principle, I can perfectly copy dimir’s runes. What we need to


    do next is to catch him. How long can the boost in your cultivation levelst?”


    Irving’s gaze betrayed a sliver of doubt as he regarded Jonathan.


    “You don’t trust dimir, Jonathan, and I don’t trust you. After I help you capture dimir, seal the


    monster, and kill dimir, I will be a sitting duck at your mercy.”


    Jonathanughed at Irving’s words.


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    “You and I are different, Irving. I don’t trust dimir and am capable of nning a charade with you to


    seal the rune. You don’t trust me, but you have no other choice!”


    Crack!


    The red spirit shield surrounding Joselle cracked open.


    “Don’t just stand there! If dimir dies by that fellow’s hand, I will be forced to use you to go through


    with the sealing!”


    As he spoke, Jonathan leaped up and dashed toward dimir below, armed with a staff.