In the space at the deepest recesses of the consciousness field right then, Jonathan was sitting cross-legged in the snow-white world, making sense of the battle out there.
That was the authority given to Jonathan by Seboxia after he had taken over the man’s body. He could watch the battle outside but had no right to intervene.
At that moment, he felt like he was watching a holographic movie. He could see the entire battle between Seboxia and Ivanov clearly.
A battle of the Divine Realm had done away with the limitations of spells completely.
In the blink of an eye, the battle between Seboxia and Ivanov kicked off.
Although Jonathan had remnants of Seboxia’s life force in him back then, he merely regarded it as something that ensured his continued survival. When he engaged in battle, he still used his own cultivation level.
However, Seboxia granted him an understanding of the terrifying might of the Pryncyp of Life then.
In the whole world, the Pryncyp of Life could dominate everything.
Seboxia bestowed new life on the seeds and rhizomes around him before putting them to use.
Even a leaf and grass seed in the forest around him obtained new life under the deluge of life force, transforming into lethal weapons.
Following his manipulations, countless plants shot toward Ivanov.
It was as though innumerable knives intended to slice the latter into ribbons.
Only then did realization dawn upon Jonathan that the miracle of plants blooming to life with every single step Seboxia took was no myth by the later generations.
Instead, it was a true sight that happened in reality.
Ivanov, who was across from the man, employed far more domineering methods.
He used the Pryncyp of Strength.
It was a Pryncyp Jonathan had never imagined would ever exist.
A Pryncyp with such rules had gone beyond his scope of comprehension. In fact, even Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique contained no records about the Pryncyp of Strength.
It was a Pryncyp that could control local gravity. A point of the finger from Ivanov had the flourishing plants shatter, yanked down by gravity.
“Your methods are ineffective against me, Seboxia!” Ivanov declared coldly.
When the plants fell to the ground, all the plants within a hundred-meter radius promptly turned into green mud as though having been pressed down by an invisible disc.
In the next second, Ivanov’s figure flashed across the stretch of mud.
On the heels of that, his face appeared before Seboxia. With a terrifying force centered on his fist, he punched Jonathan in the chest hard.
Bang!
A soft thud sounded, and a gaping hole formed in Jonathan’s chest. His pulverized flesh, courtesy of the Pryncyp of Strength, turned into blood and spurted from his back.
Nonetheless, Seboxia remained standing there motionlessly. On top of that, he even wore a smile on his face.
“You were aiming to kill, Mr. Ivanov.”
Watching such a scene, Jonathan was already shocked to the core, at a loss for action.
After all, his body, chest, and circulatory system were currently completely destroyed. In normal circumstances, he would be dead for sure.
It was only the presence of someone powerful like Seboxia that kept him alive. If it were anyone else, that person would most likely perish right then and there, even if he were a Divine Realm elite.
If he had a Divine Realm cultivator guiding and teaching him at the back, it was not an impossibility to attain God Realm within a little over three years though difficult.
As a cultivator who had lived more than a thousand years, Seboxia could not possibly have no ulterior motive to expend such effort to guide a mortal.
For that reason, Ivanov believed that the man would definitely defect to his side as long as his offer held greater temptation.
Ultimately, benefits were the main concern for Divine Realm elites in their entire life of cultivation.
Right then, Jonathan was already fully recovered. Seboxia gazed at Ivanov across from him with his hands clasped.
“It goes without saying that I’m helping Mr. Goldstein for my own reasons, Mr. Ivanov. That aside, he’s irreplaceable. As you know, someone like me who escaped Heavenly Way will undoubtedly suffer from a backlash to utilize Pryncyp over time. I don’t want to fight you either, so please give up and return to the borders of Remdik for my sake. My thanks in advance.”
Ivanov stared into Jonathan’s eyes, calm and unruffled without the slightest hint of emotion.
“Jonathan must die today, Seboxia. If you persist, I’ll have no choice but to kill you as well.”
As Ivanov spoke, he activated the Pryncyp of Strength once more.
Around him, the ground instantly sank more than half a meter.
At the same time, strong gravity enveloped everything within a hundred-meter radius.
Jonathan’s face started drooping as a result of the ever-increasing gravity.
Seboxia’s shoulders trembled slightly, and his life force dissipated from Jonathan’s body unceasingly.
“Since you remain stubborn, I’ll also have no choice but to kill you. You asked for this, Ivanov!”
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