Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1175: Nine Tribulations Imperial Sword Technique, Instant Kill!

Chapter 1175: Chapter 1175: Nine Tribulations Imperial Sword Technique, Instant Kill!

Whoosh!

It was as if a gust of wind had passed, and the purple figure that had disappeared in the encirclement of Jasper Evans and four elders reappeared directly above their heads.

"There he is!"

"He’s too fast! Even the Junior Sect Master of the True Martial Sect, a powerful being at ’Seventh-Order Martial Emperor Realm,’ couldn’t react in time."

"His cultivation level must be more than just ’Seventh-Order Martial Emperor Realm’!"

"I can’t be sure about his cultivation level... but his ability to disappear right under Jasper Evans’s nose suggests that Jasper can’t keep up with his speed. His strength is greater than Jasper’s!"

...

A group of guests in the Campbell Family Auction House fixed their eyes above the heads of Jasper Evans and the others, where a young man in purple stood—it was Wyatt Barnes.

When Jasper and the others realized and looked up to see the purple figure above them, their expressions changed drastically.

"How can he be so fast?!"

Jasper’s face fell.

As someone at the Seventh-Order Martial Emperor Realm, he knew very well what such speed signified.

It meant that his opponent’s strength was far superior to his!

Because speed is directly driven by force.

Thinking of how the other’s speed made him nearly impossible to catch, he felt a sense of helplessness.

"Junior Sect Master, we’re probably no match for him... let’s go back and notify the Sect Leader before deciding on our next step."

"Yes, Junior Sect Master. As long as the green mountains last, there will be no lack of firewood! There’s no need to risk our lives just for a moment of anger."

"Junior Sect Master, the Sect Leader will avenge the young Junior Sect Master."

...

At this moment, the four elders around Jasper Evans all tried to persuade him using their condensed sounds of Origin Force because they knew that if Jasper continued to act recklessly, it wouldn’t just be Jasper who died.

They too would meet their ends!

As Martial Emperors, how hard-won each and every bit of their cultivation was, no one understood better than them.

That’s why they valued their lives even more.

"Ah!!"

Hearing the condensed sounds of Origin Force from the four elders, Jasper’s expression went through rapid changes, and he finally looked up and let out a loud yell, as if trying to vent something.

Following that, he coldly said, "Let’s go!"

With that, he prepared to leave with the four elders.

"Did I say you could leave?"

However, a single sentence made the five of them, including Jasper, freeze in place, all of them wearing ugly expressions as they looked up to the source of the voice above them.

The voice came from Wyatt Barnes.

Wyatt stood there, his purple robe billowing lightly in the wind, looking graceful and almost beautifully handsome, attracting the spring-like gazes of many women in the Campbell Family Auction House.

"What? You want to keep us here?"

Jasper looked at Wyatt and sneered coldly, "We are not as strong as you... but if you dare to touch us, you’ll be making an enemy of the entire True Martial Sect! The True Martial Sect will never let you go."

"Young man, your strength is indeed not bad, but compared to the strong ones in our True Martial Sect, you still fall short... Old man advises you, don’t mislead others and yourself."

Jasper’s companion, another elder, also spoke with a few hints of arrogance in his brow.

"True Martial Sect? Misleading others and myself?"

Hearing the words of Jasper and the elder, Wyatt laughed, a brilliant, spine-chilling laugh that unsettled Jasper and the others.

"What is he laughing at?"

In an instant, Wyatt inevitably attracted the attention of everyone in the Campbell Family Auction House; Wyatt’s laughter made them also feel their hairs stand on end.

"Do you think... he dares to kill Jasper and the others?"

"He probably wouldn’t dare. The death of one Jackson Evans is probably enough to make the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect furious! If Jasper also dies, the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect, devoid of successors, would likely go completely mad."

"Not just that, Jasper, who’s in his fifties and already at the ’Seventh-Order Martial Emperor Realm,’ is said to have long been considered as the next inheritor of the Sect Leader of True Martial Sect. If Jasper dies, not only the Sect Leader but the entire upper echelon of the True Martial Sect would be enraged!"

"If he killed Jackson Evans, only the Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect would intervene... but if he kills Jasper, then the strongest ones in the True Martial Sect would likely be enraged and step forward together!"

"So, I think he probably doesn’t dare kill Jasper... at most, he’s just trying to scare Jasper."

"Yeah, I think so too."

...

Inside the Campbell Family Auction House, the discussions continued.

Most people thought that Wyatt intervening to stop Jasper and the others was just a show of power, not actually intending to kill them.

Only two people didn’t think so.

One was naturally Winnie Romero.

The other was Justin Campbell.

Justin, although he had only interacted with Wyatt once, knew from that single encounter the fearlessness of the young man—an arrogance unafraid of anyone!

"True! You can easily touch us, but once you do, the consequences are not something you can bear."

Another elder behind Jasper spoke.

"Junior Sect Master is our True Martial Sect’s next Sect Leader inheritor. If you dare touch him, you will be making an enemy of the entire True Martial Sect! By then, you will be hunted down by the entire True Martial Sect."

"Being hunted down by the True Martial Sect?"

Wyatt Barnes’s smile remained unchanged as he murmured, "Sounds...somewhat interesting."

"In that case, to have the True Martial Sect chase after me... I can only sacrifice you!"

Almost as soon as Wyatt’s words fell,

Wyatt raised his hand, and a three-foot-long Qingfeng sword, completely formed by multicolored power, appeared, hovering at his side.

Immediately after, as the airflow around his body vibrated, eight more Qingfeng swords, made entirely of multicolored power, appeared.

A total of nine three-foot-long Qingfeng swords hovered around his body.

"Not good!"

Jasper Evans and the other four’s expressions changed upon hearing Wyatt’s words.

Escape!

The next moment, that was the only thought left in their minds.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

Jasper Evans took the lead, trying to escape.

The other four old men fled in different directions as if their lives depended on it.

"Escape?"

Wyatt laughed, then his gaze turned cold, and he slowly uttered five words:

"Nine Tribulations Swordplay!"

As the word ’play’ fell from Wyatt’s mouth, the nine Qingfeng swords formed by multicolored power around his body vanished from most people’s sight.

Of course, they had not really disappeared, but moved so fast that many could not react in time.

"So fast!"

Justin Campbell could vaguely catch a glimpse of the traces of Wyatt’s nine swords striking simultaneously from the auction platform, their incredible speed causing him to break out in a cold sweat as well.

"His strength is indeed stronger than mine!"

That was Justin’s first thought. "If I had made a move when he killed Liam Campbell... my fate would probably be the same as Liam’s."

He had no doubt about this.

The young man in purple robes had the strength.

Today, anyone in the Campbell Family auction who was looking up witnessed a scene they would never forget.

As the nine Qingfeng swords, formed by multicolored power around the young man in purple robes, vanished into thin air, Jasper Evans and the others, just as they were about to flee, nearly simultaneously froze in midair.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

...

Immediately after, five blooms of blood mist sprayed out from their bodies, bursting open like magnificent fireworks, extremely eye-catching.

The next moment, the bodies of Jasper Evans and the others plummeted, carried a distance by inertia, and then crashed harshly onto the ground, turning into several pools of flesh.

Wyatt stood above the void, calmly watching the scene before him.

As for the nine three-foot-long Qingfeng swords that had vanished around his body, they never returned, as if they had completely disappeared.

And the fluctuating power of heaven and earth above his head in the void, before it could gather into a celestial spectacle, dispersed again, as if it had never appeared.

Silence.

The entire Campbell Family auction was eerily quiet.

Now, even if a needle were dropped, one might be able to hear it distinctly.

Everyone’s gaze, uniformly and involuntarily, fell upon the purple figure in the air, who now appeared immensely towering in their eyes.

"It seems... I underestimated him,"

Justin Campbell’s mouth twitched harshly.

Just now, when the young man in purple robes dodged the attacks from Jasper Evans and the others, he could tell the young man was stronger than him, but he thought only slightly stronger, not by much.

Now, having witnessed the young man instantly slay Jasper Evans and the others in the blink of an eye, he truly understood the gap between them.

"Even if it were me... he could probably kill me instantly."

Justin’s heart skipped a beat, recalling the incident behind the scenes at the auction, feeling a lingering fear.

Fortunately, he hadn’t made a move at that time.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be standing here now.

"Was he the one who killed Liam Campbell?"

On a nondescript building outside the Campbell Family auction, two elderly figures stood, one of whom slowly spoke.

"His strength is at least at Level Eight of the Martial Emperor Realm, or even stronger... But one must admire his courage for daring to consecutively kill Levi Evans’s two sons. I wonder what Levi Evans would do if he knew."

The other elder murmured and then said to the one beside him, "Second Elder, you move quickly... go to the True Martial Sect and inform Levi Evans about this."

Levi Evans, the current Sect Leader of the True Martial Sect.

He was also the father of Winnie Romero and Jasper Evans, who had been killed by Wyatt Barnes.

"Yes, Sect Leader."

The elder responded, then vanished into thin air.

"Fortunately, the Grand Elder has not yet left his retreat... Otherwise, with his temperament, he surely wouldn’t be able to resist attacking this young man. Who exactly is this person?"

The remaining elder, who was the Campbell Family head, Zac Campbell, stared at the distant purple figure, his brow furrowed tightly together.