Chapter 1342
The Legendary Man Chapter 1342-A single spell had led to its collective banishment by all the
cultivators in Chanaea for nearly two hundred years before they finally managed to extinguish thest
vestiges of its legacy.
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Even when Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique was written, the technique had already been reduced to
a mere legend, with no one having witnessed it firsthand.
But now, the evil spell had reappeared in the world…
As described in Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique, all techniques in the world that had a wide range of
dissemination, were easy to practice, and possessed specific functions, were indestructible by humans
regardless of whether they were ck magic or Great Pryncyp.
Even if someone like Emperor Fehohr, possessing unparalleled resources of their time and capable of
suppressing all adversaries, forcibly erased any traces of the technique, the spell would still make a
comeback if given enough time.
Thus, the reappearance of the technique was an inevitable oue.
It could happen through an ancient cave dwelling being discovered, or someone fortuitously receiving a
legacy.
What worried Jonathan the most, however, was the timing of these urrences.
Seboxia, Remdik Emperor, Apocalypse, the divine small world of West Region, the small world of
Doveston, Holy Blood of Sanctuary, Charleigh’s strengthening elixir…
The legacy of history, the breakthroughs in technology, the emergence of Secret Realms, the revival of
legends…
Every single one of those things, taken alone, was enough to alter the century-old structure of the
entire world.
But now, they were sprouting up like mushrooms, emerging continuously.
Could it really be as the ckwood family predicted? That this life is the final struggle of heaven and
earth’s Kore before its copse? Thest burst of light before the impending darkness? If that is the
case, the path of cultivating Great Pryncyp might indeed be reduced to nothing more than a legend for
future generations.
“Jonathan…” the confused Sirius called out to the daydreaming Jonathan.
Ever since Jonathan finished speaking a moment ago, he had been lost in thought for a long while.
Jonathan turned his head to look at Sirius.
“Don’t Worry. I was just thinking about the Eastern Army’s battle outside. I wonder how they’re doing.”
Sirius was certainly no fool, he could clearly see that Jonathan’s words were merely an excuse.
However, he chose not to point it out, for everyone had their own secrets to keep.
“What should be done with these two? Should they be killed or set free?” Sirius asked awkwardly.
Upon hearing this, Jonathan sighed and waved his hand dismissively.
“Release them. It’s a tough time for everyone now, so just leave them to their fates.”
Upon hearing Jonathan’s words, the foreign cultivator picked himself up in disbelief.
“Honorable Asura, we will meet again, and when that timees…”
The foreign cultivator was speaking with great enthusiasm when Jonathan shed Heaven Sword
across his cheek, cleaving his head in two.
Sirius stared wide-eyed at Jonathan.
“Didn’t you say…”
“I promised him that as long as he cooperated with us, I would give him a swift resolution,” Jonathan
said nonchntly.
“Look at how happy he is, even in death. By the way, this was taken from the kid.”
As he spoke, Jonathan casually tossed out a storage ring.
Sirius took it in his hand, focusing his gaze on it.
It was an antique-styled ck ring, on which there was a dragon’s head pattern outlined with extremely
simple lines.
This is a ring of the ckwood family!
Previously, he and two others were thrown into the dungeon by ck Armor Legion. All their storage
rings and weapons were confiscated.
Upon seeing the ring, Sirius naturally understood its significance.
Another cultivator from the ckwood family had died in the small world.
Casting a nce at Jonathan, who was busy gathering the weapons that were scattered all over the
ground, Sirius waved his hand to summon two corpses from his storage bag. He then slipped on the
ckwood family’s ring and stored the two bodies in it.
“Thank you.”
Sirius bowed toward Jonathan as he expressed his gratitude.
Jonathan casually waved his hand.
“It has always belonged to the ckwood family. I’m merely returning it to its rightful owner.”
Upon hearing the words, Sirius remained silent, turning to walk toward the cultivator nailed to the
ground in the distance.
“Spare me…”
At that moment, the cultivator nailed to the ground waspletely incapacitated.
While assassins might be ustomed to the risk of death, it only applied to being instantly killed in
battle.
However, when one felt as if one was helplessly nailed to the ground, one would naturally feel fear and
despair from the depths of their heart.
In response to the cultivator’s plea for mercy, Sirius lifted his foot and shattered the former’s jaw with a
kick.
Immediately after, he drew his spear andpletely severed the tendons of the cultivator’s hands and
feet.
“For killing a member of my family, I’ll leave you to die here.”
After Sirius finished speaking, he mimicked Jonathan by taking away the storage ring from the man’s
finger. Then, without looking back, he turned and walked away.
Behind him, the cultivator could do nothing but lie helplessly on the ground, whimpering.
As his jaw was shattered, the cultivator couldn’t evenmit suicide by biting his tongue even if he
wanted to.
There were only two oues awaiting him. One was to bleed to death slowly, while the other was to
be devoured by the insects or beasts attracted by the scent of blood.
In the realm of cultivators, it was a dog-eat-dog world with everyone driven by their own interests.
There was no clear distinction between right and wrong.
While Jonathan might not agree with Sirius’s approach, he would certainly never stand in thetter’s
way.
If he were in the same situation, where members of his own family were being killed one after another,
Jonathan’s reaction would undoubtedly be even more intense than Sirius’.
The two of them left the valley and reached the top of the mountain in search of Hayden.
Earlier, Jonathan had instructed Hayden to take the high ground to gain a vantage point. However,
even though the battle below had already ended, Hayden was still nowhere to be seen, nor had he sent
any signals.
Jonathan began to sense that something was amiss.
Hayden was quite the chatterbox. He had be increasingly cocky, especially after revealing his
talent for formations.
Even under the relentless pursuit in North Outer City, he couldn’t keep still and behaved like a restless
monkey, causing quite a headache.
Therefore, the long silence felt out of the ordinary.
“Hayden!”
Jonathan stood on the ridge, calling out softly.
Sirius gazed at arge stone a hundred meters away.
“If we’re looking to set up a sniper point, the top of thatrge rock should be an excellent location.”
The two of them, one leading and the other following, traversed a distance of a hundred meters to
reach the base of therge rock.
Upon recognizing the few magical daggers embedded in therge stone, both of them heaved a sigh of
relief inside.
The technique of using daggers as adder was definitely Hayden’s doing.
“Hey! You’re not asleep, are you?”
Jonathan stood beneath therge stone,ughing and cursing, yet not a single sound came from above
the stone.
“Hayden?”
Jonathan drew out Heaven Sword and gently gestured toward Sirius.
Noting the cue, Sirius picked up his spear and nodded slightly. Immediately, the two of them leaped up
from two different directions and charged onto therge rock that was more than twenty meters high…