Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1219: Who Am I Really?

Chapter 1219: Chapter 1219: Who Am I Really?

"Hmm."

Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor, nodded and, without any doubts, vanished into thin air in front of Isaac Campbell. He never suspected Isaac from the beginning to the end.

Of course, that was also because he couldn’t imagine that Isaac had already prepared a fake ’Demon Sealing Monument’, waiting for an opportunity like today to pull a switcheroo.

The praying mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

This was an apt description of his current predicament.

And he, naturally, was the ’praying mantis’.

As he saw Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor, leaving, Isaac took a deep breath, his face showing excitement, but he quickly calmed down.

"Now, I must leave ’Lost Stone Forest,’ find a place where my master cannot find me, and comprehend the ’monument’ Wyatt Barnes left behind."

Isaac, in a flutter of thought, moved swiftly, and left the Lost Stone Forest directly.

After leaving the Lost Stone Forest, he headed north at a lightning-fast speed, daring not to stop for even a moment.

"I must leave far away before my master discovers that the monument is fake... otherwise, I can hardly escape death!"

It was this kind of pressure that spurred Isaac to flee for his life.

Although, he was the most valued direct disciple of Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor.

However, regarding this matter, Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor, would not show mercy because of it.

The dignity of a Martial Emperor, cannot be violated.

Isaac’s departure, including Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor, remained unknown to everyone in the vast Lost Stone Forest.

"Senior Redflame."

Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor, holding the fake ’Demon Sealing Monument’ that Isaac had just forged, returned to where Redflame and Winnie Romero were standing, and handed it to Winnie.

"Is this it?"

Redflame asked.

Winnie nodded, she did not notice that the Demon Sealing Monument was fake, and she directly stored it in her Storage Ring.

"Since that is the case, I will accompany you in search for your ’Brother Barnes’."

Redflame said to Winnie.

"Thank you, master."

Winnie quickly expressed her gratitude.

This, too, was the ’condition’ on which Winnie studied under Redflame.

Redflame smiled satisfactorily, immediately took Winnie, and two fiery red figures vanished in a blink from Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor’s sight, relieving him tremendously.

Soon, a subtle smile formed at the corners of his mouth.

"That monument, has finally remained here... Humph! Once I comprehend that monument, I will no longer fear you, Redflame."

Muttering to himself, a fierce light gleamed in Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor’s eyes.

As a Martial Emperor powerhouse of the Cloud Skies Continent, Kingston Stone had his own dignity, and even though he had to feign deference to Redflame because of Redflame’s formidable power, he still felt his dignity was being trampled on.

"Master!"

"Master."

At this time, two direct disciples of the Martial Emperor, who had been bystanders, came up to Kingston Stone, their faces full of curiosity, inquiring about the background and origins of that red-robed old man.

"When Redflame was still in the Cloud Skies Continent, I was his Martial Emperor disciple... Back then, I was just a ninth-level warrior in the Martial Emperor Realm, while he was the highly respected ’Martial Emperor.’"

Kingston Stone’s eyes flickered, he spoke at a measured pace.

Whoosh!

Upon hearing Kingston Stone’s words, the two direct Martial Emperor disciples looked shocked.

They had never thought that their master, the mighty ruler of the Lost Stone Forest, Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor, had once been under a red-robed old man.

"Master, you were his Martial Emperor disciple?"

One of the direct Martial Emperor disciples asked.

"Not exactly... back then, in his eyes, I could never match up to his three direct disciples! Hence, he never made me his direct disciple."

Kingston Stone shook his head, his tone growing resentful towards the end.

Hearing Kingston Stone’s words, the two direct Martial Emperor disciples were dumbfounded.

That red-robed old man had actually looked down on their master and was unwilling to take him as a direct disciple?

"Now he must surely regret it... he probably never thought that, Master, you would break through to the ’Martial Emperor Realm’ and become a high and mighty ’Martial Emperor’ of the Cloud Skies Continent."

One of the direct Martial Emperor disciples said.

"When I broke through to the ’Martial Emperor Realm,’ he indeed didn’t expect it... however, he wouldn’t regret it. As for his three direct disciples, they had all broken through to the ’Martial Emperor Realm’ before me."

Kingston Stone continued.

Listening to Kingston Stone’s words, the two direct Martial Emperor disciples fell silent.

Meanwhile, they also deeply realized the terror of that red-robed old man—his three direct disciples had broken through to the ’Martial Emperor Realm’ before their master, Kingston Stone, the Martial Emperor.

He himself, must be extremely fearsome?

This, they found hard to imagine.

In the Cloud Skies Continent, near a large city at the heart of the mainland, a figure fell from the sky, landing precisely in a lush valley full of flowers and grasses.

His figure descended and stood in the valley, his body surrounded by tendrils of black mist, emitting terrifying aura. The birds in the valley scattered, and some wild animals and fierce beasts fled in panic.

He was a young man dressed in purple.

Unlike ordinary people, he had an extraordinarily eerie head of long purple hair that moved on its own, as if they were purple pythons slithering, giving an eerie and chilling impression.

Additionally, his eyes were also unusual, entirely blood-red.

At this moment, he resembled a "bloodthirsty Asura" who had crawled out of Hell.

"Three days, and I finally found a decent place."

Just then, a loud and powerful voice echoed in the mind of the young man in purple, "Now, it’s time to absorb the remaining ’Soul Remnant Power’ within this boy."

"However, once I’ve absorbed this ’Soul Remnant Power,’ this poor boy will no longer be able to rely on it... such a pitiful kid."

As the voice fell, the black mist surrounding the body of the young man in the valley rapidly converged, eventually withdrawing completely into his body, heading straight for the depths of his mind.

He himself stood dumbfounded, motionless for a long time.

However, his head of purple hair, and even his blood-red eyes, gradually faded in color, eventually returning to the normal human black hair and black eyes.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Finally absorbed it all... Huh! This boy’s soul is actually fragmented? He won’t become an idiot, right?"

Soon, the loud voice echoed again, this time not as robust as before.

A fragmented soul could be big or small trouble.

It could lead to loss of memory at the least, or at worst, turn into idiocy or even a vegetative state.

"How strange, truly odd... What kind of monster is this boy? His soul is actually self-repairing... Given this speed, in three to five years, it could completely heal."

The loud voice echoed again, robust once more.

"Uh."

Just then, the young man previously standing in the valley with a wooden expression and vacant gaze finally showed some movement.

His dull eyes regained their luster.

His pale and lifeless face finally gained some color.

The young man in purple gently stretched his numb body, then spread his hands and muttered to himself with a vacant expression, "Who... Who am I?"

"Who knows who you are!"

Almost at the same moment as the young man muttered to himself, a loud voice startled him, causing his face to turn pale.

"Who are you? How are you inside my body?"

The young man in purple’s pupils contracted, his face filled with panic.

"Why panic! If I wanted to harm you, you would have died many times over by now... ungrateful kid! If it wasn’t for me, you would have been long dead."

The loud voice said discontentedly.

"You say... you saved me?"

Upon hearing this, the young man in purple furrowed his brows, then vigorously shook his slightly groggy head, "I... I seem to... not remember."

"Normal. It’s no wonder you, a boy with a fragmented soul, can remember anything."

The loud voice came again.

"A fragmented soul?"

The young man’s pupils contracted again, "My soul is fragmented? Although I don’t remember who I am or your saving me... However, from what little memory I have left, a fragmented soul doesn’t seem like a good thing."

"Nonsense! Of course, it’s not a good thing."

The loud voice said irritably: "However, the fact that you know a fragmented soul isn’t a good thing means that your memory isn’t completely lost... it’s just selectively lost."

Selective memory loss, also known as selective amnesia.

Of course, this ’selection’ isn’t chosen by the person.

"I seem to remember... combining mysteries, the mystery of the sword... Huh? Where’s my Origin Force?"

As multicolored power and fierce Sword Energy rose around him, he furrowed his brow as if something was amiss.

"Your dantian has been destroyed, the Origin Force stored in it is naturally gone."

The loud voice came again.

"My dantian is destroyed?"

Upon hearing this, the young man in purple furrowed his brow and muttered to himself, "That also doesn’t seem like a good thing... However, it seems very easy to repair a destroyed dantian."

"Easy my foot! In your small ’Mortal Continent,’ the best healing Pill Medicine is only ’Postnatal Pill Medicine’... Without the ’Prenatal Pill Medicine,’ thinking of repairing the dantian? That’s a pipe dream!"

The loud voice was filled with disdain.

"Prenatal Pill Medicine? That doesn’t sound like Prenatal Pill Medicine... Let me think, it seems to be called ’Emperor Grade Resurrection Pills’... Yes! That’s it, Emperor Grade Resurrection Pills."

While he muttered to himself, a bottle of pills appeared in his hand.

He opened the bottle, and the fragrance of the pills spread throughout the valley, attracting many birds, wild animals, and fierce beasts.

However, they came but did not dare approach the young man in purple.

This was because of the multicolored power and the invisible Sword Energy emanating from him, giving them a strong sense of oppression, preventing them from taking even half a step closer.

"Prenatal... Prenatal Pill Medicine!"

Just then, the loud voice came again, filled with astonishment.

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