Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 792: Heart of the Strong

"I wonder how the others have fared... There are two dead here, and forty two more to go."

The thought stirred Wyatt Barnes, who moved swiftly to continue his search for the next target.

Of course, he kept a low profile, rarely initiating an attack. He would often hide beside his opponents, striking only after confirming they posed no threat.

As he continued his journey, three more young men fell dead at his hands.

Among them was a member of the Great Mini Dynasty, who once attacked him on the ninth floor of the Ice and Fire Tower in the Dynasty’s capital city, and was therefore an enemy from his past.

Shoo!

Wyantt Barnes performed the Nine Dragons Inch Flash. A young male had four ’inch flash’ pierced bloody holes on his body. He died a death beyond death.

"In this world, a human life can be as cheap as weeds."

This inescapable truth overtook Wyatt Barnes as he retrieved his Storage Ring.

But he also clearly understood that if he met a being greater than himself, his life would also be considered as insignificant as weeds.

For this reason, he felt a tinge of trepidation each time he killed a man.

"Only by standing at the pinnacle of this world and dominating all people can you avoid being trampled underfoot and your life being brushed off as if it were weeds!"

With this thought, his heart hardened further, and his gaze forward became all the more resolute.

He must become the strongest, standing above everyone else, overlooking the world.

This was his greatest pursuit, one he embraced without regret or resentment until his dying day!

Along the journey, Wyatt Barnes gained an understanding of this ’Purgatory Illusion’. It was a place entirely composed of ’Inscription Formations’, and everything within was illusory.

Naturally, to the people within, everything was indistinguishable from reality.

Up to this point, five exceptional youth from the major dynasties had been killed by him. Their bodies vanished mysteriously after falling to the ground.

Wyatt Barnes knew that the bodies did not disappear, but left the ’Purgatory Illusion’ and appeared outside the inscriptions that created this illusion.

As Wyatt Barnes had predicted.

Now, outside the ’Inscription Formation’ which looked like a cloud, bodies would fly out from time to time, landing heavily on the dueling platform.

The appearance of each body made the representatives of the major dynasties grimace.

Up to now, there had been deaths in all the dynasties, it was only a matter of how many.

The bodies on the platform were divided into ten different piles. The Great Turdo Dynasty’s pile had the fewest bodies, with only one so far.

The deceased was once lucky enough to rank in the top ten in the ’Dynasty Martial Contest’ of the Great Turdo Dynasty, qualifying for the ’Decathlon Contest’, but he still died in this foreign land.

Despite significantly improving his cultivation over the course of a year, he only advanced to ’Enter Void Realm Level Eight’. Among all the youth present from the ten major dynasties, he was the weakest.

This doomed him to become ’prey’ in the first round of the ’Purgatory Illusion’ selection.

Prey, once caught, was bound to be hunted down by the hunter.

"Which dynasty does that man come from?"

In the sky above the dueling platform, Yael Zafar, the Vice Fort Master of Grimm Wolf Fortress, asked as he gazed at a body lying alone by the side of the platform.

"Reporting to the Vice Fort Master, he was from the Great Turdo Dynasty."

A Grimm Wolf Fortress Elder said solemnly.

"The Great Turdo Dynasty? The one Wyatt Barnes belongs to?"

Yael Zafar’s eyes lit up at the mention of the name.

"Yes."

The Elder nodded in confirmation.

"Up to now, twenty-three have died...only twenty-one more are needed. Then the rest can pass the first round of selection."

Yael Zafar looked out at the corpses, divided into ten different areas on the platform, and said slowly, "If Wyatt Barnes can indeed survive this first round, regardless of the means... he is eligible to become my direct disciple."

While Yael Zafar’s voice wasn’t loud, it reached everyone present.

However, except for the representatives of the Great Turdo Dynasty, it seemed everyone else was preoccupied. No more envy or jealousy for Wyatt Barnes.

The representatives of the other nine major dynasties had grim expressions. Their young prodigies had died one after another, leaving no energy to care about anything else.

"Humph!"

A scornful snort sounded. It was Sword Thirteen, regarding Yael Zafar dismissively, "Yael Zafar, you really lack shame... I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. You’re not worthy of having Wyatt Barnes as a disciple!"

"Sword Thirteen, whether or not I’m worthy isn’t for you to decide."

Yael Zafar stood his ground and returned Sword Thirteen’s defiant look.

In his eyes, being as prestigious as he, the Vice Fort Master of Grimm Wolf Fortress, taking a young man from a minor dynasty as a direct disciple, would cause the man to kneel and bow his head in gratitude.

"Then we shall wait for the outcome."

Sword Thirteen’s voice was indifferent, but exuded nothing but absolute confidence.

"Uncle Master."

At this moment, Thiago Relief who was standing next to Yael Zafar seemed to remember something and frowned. He then used his Origin Force to communicate with Yael Zafar, "There is something I forgot to tell you...that Wyatt Barnes appears to be a good friend of Sword Thirteen’s disciple."

"A few days ago, I..."

Thiago Relief then recounted his encounter with Wyatt Barnes a few days prior with Clan Chief of East Clan, Thru East. This included his intention to have Thru East take Wyatt Barnes away, and how Sword Thirteen stepped in to protect Wyatt.

"What?!"

Thiago’s words caused Yael Zafar’s expression to change abruptly.

Without Thiago’s account, he would have been completely in the dark about the incident.

He had never expected that they, the Grimm Wolf Fortress, had already left such a bad ’impression’ on Wyatt Barnes before this.

At this moment, he finally understood why Sword Thirteen was so confident that Wyatt Barnes would not be willing to become his disciple. It turned out that there was a cause and effect to everything.

"You... due to a minor Thru East, you may have repelled a rare martial arts genius!"

Yael Zafar stared at Thiago, his eyes revealed a hint of anger.

However, Thiago was ambiguous, "Uncle Master, perhaps Wyatt Barnes does have talent... But given his age, he is unlikely to achieve much. Furthermore, once he enters that place, he is destined to become a ’cannon fodder’, he cannot survive it."

"Therefore, even if we cannot take him as a direct disciple, Uncle Master, you need not regret."

Thiago Relief stated.

"We’ll see...If I give up like this, I would be underestimating Sword Thirteen. As for that Wyatt Barnes, if he really doesn’t know his place, then he is bound to die!" novelbuddy.cσ๓

At the end of Yael Zafar’s communication via Origin Force, there was a glint of cold light in his eyes.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, another body flew out from the Inscription Formation that had turned into a misty aura, fell from the sky, and crashed heavily onto the ground.

"Serenade Nicholson!"

The pupils of the Emperor of the Great Turdo Dynasty shrank.

Although he was not surprised that the second young genius of the Great Turdo Dynasty was killed, he had never expected the second person to be Serenade Nicholson.

Serenade Nicholson was once one of the top five in the ’Martial Arts Competition’ of the Great Turdo Dynasty a year ago.

With regards to cultivation, he was initially superior to his son, Matteo Buckingham.

Now, he possessed the cultivation of the Cave Void Realm but he was still killed.

Of course, he only thought this was because Serenade Nicholson was unlucky.

In his view, aren’t Walter Simmons, Kase Dragonsmith, and Winnie Romero weaker than Serenade Nicholson?

But the three of them did not die, and yet Serenade Nicholson did. Most certainly, Serenade Nicholson was unlucky, and encountered a stronger existence.

If he knew that Walter Simmons, Kase Dragonsmith, and Winnie Romero’s current strengths were not inferior to Serenade Nicholson’s, he probably would not think so.

"My Winnie...."

Taoi Romero gazed at the location of ’Inscription Formation’, with a clear trace of worry in his eyes.

Although, his daughter’s talent and strength were not bad.

But now, she was facing the young talents of the major dynasties, where there are plenty of existences stronger than her; if she encountered one, it would be a near-death situation.

"I hope Wyatt kid can join Winnie as soon as possible."

Taoi Romero silently hoped. In his eyes, as long as Wyatt Barnes joined his daughter, she would be safe.

As for Wyatt Barnes, he trusted him almost blindly.

Now, the strong older generation floating above the fighting ring, excluding Yael Zafar, Sword Thirteen, Blade Five and Thiago Relief appear more relaxed, the rest were all worried.

Except for Yael Zafar, Sword Thirteen, Blade Five, and Thiago Relief all had disciples in the ’Purgatory Illusion’. The reason they could be so relaxed was undoubtedly because they had full confidence in their disciples.

The Purgatory Illusion, even though it’s different from the so-called ’human purgatory’.

For the weaklings who encounter strong ones inside, there is no difference between it and the human purgatory, since their end is almost always certain death.

"Brian Graham, we can’t avoid running into each other indeed! Today, you as a youth of the Cave Void Realm from the Great Turdo Dynasty, are probably going to die here."

Three figures streaked out, forming an encirclement around the young man with a Wine Gourd around his waist. One of them, a young man in blue, sneered.

"It’s you!"

The person surrounded was ’Brian Graham’. Brian Graham gave the blue-clothed teenager a disdainful look. Next, his gaze landed on another thinly built teenager, with a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

For this young genius from the Great Truman Dynasty, he was somewhat apprehensive.

Back then, at the tavern outside of Grimm Wolf Fortress, he had met this youth. He had sensed the terrifying power of his opponent at that time, which was probably not weaker than him.

As for the blue-clothed youth, he didn’t take him seriously at all.

"Brian Graham, you are sentenced to death today! Let me tell you, among the three of us, only I am not a Cave Void Realm warrior, both Brother Reyes and Brother Sinclair are at the First level of the Cave Void Realm... Especially Brother Reyes, he has mastered the ’Second Layer of Cave Void Realm’, to kill you would be a piece of cake!"

The blue-clothed youth sneered at Brian Graham.

"Second layer of the Cave Void Realm?"

Brian Graham took a deep breath; his intuition was correct. The thin youth was indeed not simple.