Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1220: Innate Sixth Realm

Chapter 1220: Chapter 1220: Innate Sixth Realm

The young man in purple robes glanced at the ten Pill Medicines in his hand, and without another word, tossed them into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed them down.

"Oh, chewing peonies!"

A loud voice came, cursing, clearly disliking the way the young man in purple robes took the Pill Medicine.

"You mortal from the Mortal Continent, what brings you to possess these congenital Pill Medicines?"

Soon, the loud voice asked again.

"Mortal Realm Martial Artist?"

The young man in purple robes looked confused and asked, somewhat puzzled, "What is that?"

"Hmph! A Mortal Realm Martial Artist refers to someone like you who has not yet transcended mortaldom... Mortal Realm Martial Artists are divided into ’Acquired Realm Martial Artists’ and ’Congenital Realm Martial Artists’."

The loud voice explained.

"I’ve never heard of it."

The young man in purple robes shook his head.

"Then it must be that the cultivation levels on your Mortal Continent are classified differently... How are the cultivation levels classified here?"

The loud voice asked.

"Cultivation levels?"

The young man in purple robes furrowed his brows, seeming to be seriously contemplating, and after a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened, saying, "I remember now! The cultivation levels are divided into ten stages: Body Tempering Realm, Condensed Pill Realm, Original Pill Realm..."

"Hold on."

The young man in purple robes hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted by the loud voice, somewhat impatiently saying, "Ten stages, I’m not interested in hearing all that... Just tell me, at what realm here can Martial Artists perform Imperial Empty Flight?"

"Imperial Empty Flight?"

The young man in purple robes contemplated for a moment, muttered, "I remember now, one must cultivate to the "Peep Naught Realm" to perform Imperial Empty Flight... After breaking through to the Peep Naught Realm, it seems one has to be struck by lightning."

"That’s the heavenly Thunder Punishment trial, the 69 Thunder Tribulation!"

The loud voice said irritably, then its tone lowered somewhat, "So it seems, from your Mortal Realm’s ’Acquired Realm’ to ’Congenital Realm,’ it’s the breakthrough to that ’Peep Naught Realm’."

"If I’m not mistaken... your here ’Peep Naught Realm’ should be equivalent to Martial Dao Sacred Land’s ’Congenital Essence Refining Realm,’ which is the lowest tier among the Congenital Realm Martial Artists."

The loud voice spoke slowly.

"What is the Congenital Essence Refining Realm?"

The young man in purple robes asked curiously.

"It’s just the lowest realm among the ’Six Congenital Realms’ of Martial Artists."

The loud voice explained.

"Six Congenital Realms?"

The young man in purple robes seemed quite curious.

"Hmph! Kid, if I’m not mistaken, from that ’Peep Naught Realm’ onward, including the ’Peep Naught Realm’ itself, there should also be six stages, right?"

The loud voice asked.

"Hmm."

The young man in purple robes nodded, "After the Peep Naught Realm, there’s Enter Void Realm, then Cave Void Realm, Transforming Void Realm, Martial Emperor Realm, Martial Emperor Realm."

"That’s right. The Peep Naught Realm, it’s what you call it on your Mortal Continent, in the Martial Dao Sacred Land, the Peep Naught Realm is equivalent to the lowest tier of the ’Six Congenital Realms,’ called ’Congenital Essence Refining Realm.’"

"Whether it’s a Martial Artist or a Taoist Cultivator... once they step into the Congenital phase, they must go through ’Essence into Energy’, ’Energy into Spirit’, and ’Spirit Returning to Void’ these three stages to transcend mortaldom and enter sanctity!"

"In Martial Dao Sacred Land, the Six Congenital Realms are ’Congenital Essence Refining Realm’, ’Congenital Energy Transforming Realm’, ’Congenital Energy Refining Realm’, ’Congenital Spirit Transforming Realm’, ’Congenital Spirit Refining Realm’, and ’Congenital Return to Void Mirror’."

"If I’m not mistaken, these six realms should correspond to the six cultivation levels you just mentioned."

"Essentially the same, just different names."

The loud voice said.

"Like the one who destroyed your dantian and took your Demon Sealing Monument, he is a Congenital Realm Martial Artist of the ’Congenital Return to Void Mirror’. Here, it should be something like ’Martial Emperor Realm’."

The loud voice continued.

"Destroyed my dantian?"

Hearing this, the young man in purple robes first looked puzzled, then seeming to recall something, his face showed a fierce light, and the multicolored power and Sword Energy rising from his body suddenly fluctuated violently.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

...

As otherworldly phenomena appeared above the young man in purple robes in the void, the birds, wild animals, and Fierce Beasts gathered in the valley once again fled as fast as flying, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Five ancient azure dragon phantoms appeared above the young man in purple robes in the void, their aura majestic, scornfully overlooking the world.

"Cloud Skies Continent, where the mighty are respected, destroying one’s dantian can make their life worse than death... Do you know who destroyed my dantian? I can’t remember."

The young man in purple robes asked coldly.

"I already told you, it was a guy from ’Congenital Return to Void Mirror’... Although he is very weak, you are even weaker! Not to mention he destroyed your dantian, even under normal circumstances, you were no match for him."

The loud voice resounded in the young man in purple robes’ mind again.

"Regardless, I’ve noted this vengeance... One day, I will make him taste what it’s like to have his dantian destroyed."

The young man in purple robes said through gritted teeth.

Although he could not remember many things, the hatred of having his dantian destroyed was deeply engraved in his soul.

"And... you still haven’t told me who you are? Why are you inside my body?"

Soon, the young man in purple robes asked.

"Hmph! Who I am, even if I told you, you wouldn’t know... However, I still have to thank you. If it weren’t for you using the residual soul power inside the ’Demon Sealing Monument,’ if it weren’t for your dantian being destroyed, causing the Demon Sealing Monument to go out of control, I would have had no chance to escape."

As the voice continued, it grew more wary, showing its fear of the Demon Sealing Monument.

"What’s the Demon Sealing Monument?"

The young man in purple clothes, who was Wyatt Barnes after leaving the Lost Stone Forest, had regained consciousness but had lost most of his memory due to a damaged soul.

Now, with a puzzled face, he was asking that voice inside his head.

"You’ve used the Demon Sealing Monument’s remnant soul power three times, and yet you don’t know what it is?"

The booming voice paused for a moment before continuing, "I almost forgot, you’ve lost some of your memory... It seems you also can’t recall anything about the Demon Sealing Monument right now."

Soon, Wyatt Barnes learned the details about the Demon Sealing Monument from the owner of the booming voice, and realized he had forgotten it before losing his memory.

"Why wouldn’t you let me take such an amazing thing?"

Wyatt asked, somewhat angrily.

"Because I hate it."

The booming voice answered simply.

Wyatt Barnes was left speechless.

"How should I address you?"

Wyatt asked after a moment of silence.

"My first name is ’King,’ and my last name is ’Dom,’! Sounds powerful, doesn’t it?"

Dom King, the owner of the booming voice, asked somewhat proudly.

"King Turtle?"

Wyatt Barnes nodded, finally understanding.

"Kid! It’s King Dom, not King Turtle! I’m so mad I could kill you if I still had a body!"

Dom King said, clearly infuriated.

"It is King Turtle."

Wyatt said innocently, not seeing any difference.

"It’s the dom of dominance!"

Dom King’s voice was grinding.

"Enough screaming, your name still sounds like King Turtle."

Wyatt frowned slightly, a bit annoyed, "King Turtle, do you know who I am, what my name is? I’ve been slowly recalling some things, but I can’t remember who I am."

"I don’t know!"

Dom King retorted angrily.

"Weren’t you aware that I used that ’Demon Sealing Monument’ three times? Since you were originally inside the Demon Sealing Monument, you should know quite a bit about me, right?"

Wyatt asked.

"Humph! I only noticed when you used the Demon Sealing Monument... I have no idea about anything else that happens! Do you think being suppressed by the Demon Sealing Monument I could know what’s happening outside?"

Dom King scoffed and responded irritably.

"What should I do now? I’ve even forgotten who I am... Oh, my Dantian has repaired itself."

While talking, Wyatt Barnes’ eyes lit up as he noticed his Dantian had been fixed and was now harboring a strand of inner energy, condensing into a pill-shaped form inside.

Condensed Pill Realm!

"Some of the things I just recalled seem to relate to my former cultivation level... Was I once a ’Fourth-Level Martial Emperor’?"

Wyatt Barnes muttered to himself while lifting his hand.

With a flick of his hand, a faint Origin Force appeared, quickly transformed into a multicolored force, and then into a multicolored three-foot green blade emitting an incomparably fierce aura.

"This... seems to be ’Fusion Mystique,’ ’Sword Mystique’?"

Following the consumption of a bottle of Emperor Grade Revival Pill, not only was Wyatt Barnes’ Dantian completely restored, but his memory recovery also accelerated significantly.

"Eh? Kid, where did that congenital Pill Medicine you just took come from? In just a short while, the recovery rate of your soul has increased so much... At this rate, it won’t take three to five years, you could recover fully in just a year."

Dom King said, somewhat amazed.

"King Turtle, can you leave my body?"

Wyatt Barnes didn’t reply to Dom King, but frowned and spoke; having someone hidden in his body just didn’t feel right.

"Kid, do you think I want to stay in your body?"

Seemingly detecting Wyatt’s discomfort, Dom King said irritably, "I have nowhere else to go but to use your body as a host."

"I should tell you, you would have been suppressed by the Demon Sealing Monument’s remnant soul power and might have completely lost your soul if it weren’t for me."

"And you should know, I could have easily taken over your body, allowing your soul to perish."

Dom King revealed.

However, he didn’t mention one thing.

The reason he hadn’t taken over Wyatt Barnes’ body was that he simply didn’t think highly of it.

"So, that’s how it is... Should I be thanking you then?"

Wyatt Barnes suddenly nodded, then murmured to himself.

"You should definitely thank me."

Dom King responded.

"Okay. King Turtle, thank you."

Wyatt Barnes nodded, sincerely expressing his thanks.

"Kid, let me say it again, I’m called King Dom, not King Turtle! No, wait, it’s I’m called King Turtle, not King Dom! No, also wrong, I am—"

Frustrated beyond words, Dom King couldn’t even speak properly.