Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1321 Taoist Cultivator

Chapter 1321: Chapter 1321 Taoist Cultivator

Half a month ago, Wyatt Barnes had already been on Crescent Island for two months.

During those two months, he did not slack off.

Apart from successfully stepping into the ’third level of the Martial Emperor Realm’ and comprehending the ’six-fold Emperor Realm Sword’s mysteries’, his cultivation of the Saint-level martial technique Supreme Falling Star Arrow’s movement skill ’Body Follows the Arrow’ had also made progress to the ’initial insight’ stage.

His progress with the Falling Star Strike had also improved significantly. According to Dominic King’s estimation, he wasn’t far from achieving ’minor accomplishment.’

The techniques of a Saint-level martial art are divided into five stages:

Initial Insight, Minor Accomplishment, Intermediate Mastery, Proficient Mastery, and Perfection.

There is a vast difference between each stage.

Moreover, Wyatt Barnes tried to cultivate the other two offensive techniques in Supreme Falling Star Arrow, Meteor Arrow Rain and Sound of the Yellow Springs.

Although he had not reached the ’initial insight’ for either, he had already gotten the hang of them.

With his current strength, Wyatt Barnes easily killed the Martial Emperor of the Valley of Chill, one of the top three publicly recognized Martial Emperor powerhouses of the Cloud Skies Continent.

After killing the Chill Martial Emperor and collecting the spoils of war, Wyatt Barnes did not continue his cultivation and prepared to leave.

However, just as he had started on his way back, he heard a series of noises in the distance that seemed to indicate a fight.

"Let’s go check it out."

Since he was free anyway, Wyatt headed in the direction of the sounds to see what the commotion was, "I wonder who is fighting... the noises are quite significant."

The sounds grew closer and soon, two individuals appeared before Wyatt’s eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Series of lightning strikes descended from the sky like a thunderous net, ensnaring and striking one of them into a sorry state, their robe singed by the lightning in many places.

"Thomas King?"

At a glance, Wyatt recognized the beleaguered figure—it was Thomas King, a direct disciple of the Martial Emperor Shiloh.

The ’Odd Species’ known for his soul attack talent Divine Ability.

He remembered.

Previously, on Mist Hidden Island, it was Thomas King he contended with for the title of ’number one’ in the Mist Hidden martial meet.

In that battle, Wyatt used his Saint-level martial technique Supreme Falling Star Arrow in combination with his mental power to break Thomas King’s Divine Ability and defeated him.

To this day, few could understand how he managed to shatter Thomas King’s Divine Ability with a single arrow.

"Is that...Taoist Cultivator?"

Soon, Wyatt’s gaze fell upon Thomas King’s opponent, a young man in green robes, standing there, opening and closing his hands widely.

With every movement, more lightning bolts cascaded down.

"Summoning the forces of heaven and earth, the power of nature against opponents... Is this the hallmark of a Taoist Cultivator?"

Wyatt marveled.

"Thomas King is finally going all out."

When Wyatt saw a black lotus appear, flying straight towards the young man in green robes, his heart stirred with anticipation.

Thomas King was finally using his trump card.

Until now, Wyatt could tell.

Thomas King was utterly restrained by the lightning marshaled by his opponent, finding no opportunity to close in for an attack, and was undeniably on a path to defeat.

Boom!

Yet, while the black lotus was still mid-flight, it was intercepted by a swift golden light.

In the blink of an eye, the black lotus burst through the golden light, continuing its trajectory towards the young man in green robes without any loss of momentum.

At that moment, a second golden light, then a third, and a fourth... one after another, golden lights streaked across the sky aiming at the black lotus, determined to shatter it entirely.

"Spiritual attack!"

Wyatt could tell this was precisely the spiritual attack launched by the Taoist Cultivator, also a ’soul attack.’

Although unable to annihilate Thomas King’s Innate Divine Ability ’Black Lotus,’ the relentlessly launched soul attacks dissipated most of its power, weakening the black lotus substantially.

Eventually, the black lotus entered his body.

However, the Taoist Cultivator merely shuddered but remained unaffected.

"This Taoist Cultivator has strong mental strength... at least at the ’fourth level of the Martial Emperor Realm.’"

Wyatt deduced the clues.

And it was for this reason that the Taoist Cultivator could neutralize most of the power from the Black Lotus with continuous spirit attacks, causing the Black Lotus to lack the strength to penetrate deeply inside him.

At this point, the Black Lotus was insufficient to damage his soul, let alone destroy it.

"How is this possible?!"

Thomas King’s complexion changed drastically.

He had never expected his previously infallible Innate Divine Ability to fail twice in succession.

First shattered by Wyatt Barnes.

And now, thwarted by this Taoist Cultivator.

"Innate Divine Ability? Nothing special! If I remember correctly... you are supposed to be the most outstanding direct disciple of the number one powerhouse of the Cloud Skies Continent?"

The unknown Taoist Cultivator spoke disdainfully, "It seems that the people of the Cloud Skies Continent are nothing special... just a bunch of weaklings!"

"Hmm?"

Wyatt frowned and his expression darkened.

Seeing Thomas King’s aura becoming increasingly weak, and fearing that he would soon perish at the hands of the Taoist Cultivator, Wyatt finally decided to intervene.

Not to mention that Thomas King was the direct disciple of the Martial Emperor Shiloh, whom Julia knew well; he couldn’t stand idly by.

The words of that Taoist Cultivator had already angered him!

People of the Cloud Skies Continent, trash?

He, Wyatt Barnes, was a man of the Cloud Skies Continent.

Trash?

Let’s give it a try.

Whoosh!

A fleeting, piercing wind howled through the air, tearing across the sky and startling Thomas King and the green-clad youth.

Before the two could react, the air trembled with vibrations, and streaks of fierce light swept down from the heavens, screeching as they sliced through the air, shattering the tranquility.

Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!

...

One could only see a sky filled with arrow rain, like a meteor shower, where it passed, the void trembled and the bolts of lightning and thunder were obliterated.

"Pu!"

The shattering lightning signified the breaking of the green-clad youth’s Taoist Techniques, resulting in backlash that trembled his body and had him spitting out a mouthful of dark blood with a pale face.

"Who is it?!"

The face of the green-clad youth turned pale, and he shouted sharply, staring fixedly in the direction of Thomas King.

Whoosh!

And just then, Wyatt Barnes appeared in front of Thomas King, looking calmly at the green-clad youth and spoke lightly, "Taoist Cultivator? That’s all?"

"Wyatt Barnes!"

The appearance of Wyatt Barnes brightened Thomas King’s eyes, and he quickly expressed his thanks.

At the same time, he took a breath of relief.

He knew that his life had been saved.

"Wyatt Barnes?"

At this moment, the Taoist Cultivator also heard the words of Thomas King, his gaze suddenly sharpening, "You... are the ’number one’ from the Mist Hidden Island tournament?"

Clearly, he had also heard of Wyatt Barnes’s reputation.

"He’s not only the number one of the Mist Hidden Island tournament, but also a man of the Cloud Skies Continent... The ’trash’ you speak of!"

Before Wyatt could respond, Thomas King retorted with mockery.

"Since you call the people of the Cloud Skies Continent ’trash’... I suppose you wouldn’t mind having a fight with this ’trash’?"

Wyatt’s gaze remained calm, "However, if you lose... you’ll be even less than trash!"

The face of the green-clad youth facing Wyatt’s gaze turned from green to white.

Recalling the scene just moments before, where those sky-full of arrows had easily broken through his ’Taoist Techniques’... He knew deep down that the man before him was stronger.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the green-clad youth grew reluctant to fight and considered retreating, but before leaving, he gave Wyatt Barnes a profound look, "Wyatt Barnes, you are the ’number one’ of the Mist Hidden Island... Your opponent ought to be our Coral Island tournament’s ’number one’."

"When I return, I will inform Senior Brother Rowan of your challenge to Coral Island... Wait patiently, it won’t be long before Senior Brother Rowan comes to pay you a visit."

At the end of his statement, the green-clad youth emphasized the word ’visit’ distinctly.

Obviously, he planned to exaggerate the story to provoke a conflict between Wyatt and his so-called ’Senior Brother Rowan’.

"This ’Senior Brother Rowan’ you mention, is he the Coral Island tournament’s number one?"

Wyatt asked flatly.

As for whether the green-clad youth was deliberately exaggerating to cause a conflict, he didn’t care.

"Exactly."

The green-clad youth looked proud.

"Is he, like you, also a ’Taoist Cultivator’?"

Wyatt continued to inquire.

"Yes. And what’s it to you?" asked the green-clad youth with a frown.

"If he weren’t a Taoist Cultivator, I would have to keep you here to learn a lesson... Our Cloud Skies Continent doesn’t have Taoist Cultivators, and I have long wanted to exchange techniques with one."

A glint flashed in Wyatt’s eyes as he smiled, "However, since that ’Senior Brother Rowan’ you speak of is also a Taoist Cultivator, I’ve lost interest in you... After all, you’re too weak, defeating you gives me no sense of achievement."

Looked down upon by Wyatt, the green-clad youth’s face changed, and he said in a deep voice, "You can rest assured... Senior Brother Rowan will satisfy your wish!"

"I only hope that by then, you can still manage a smile."

Having said that, the green-clad youth turned to leave.

As he departed, his form was elusive, and a green whirlwind enveloped the area, as if he were traveling with the wind.

"First it was ’summoning lightning’, now it is ’riding the wind’... Taoist Techniques are indeed wholly different from martial arts," Wyatt murmured to himself.

"Wyatt Barnes, I’ve heard about the individual who topped the Coral Island tournament... That person is named Kiana Rowan, a direct disciple of the Grand Isle Master of Coral Island, and his strength is not inferior to most elders of Coral Island,"

Thomas King said, "Furthermore, the last tournament held on Coral Island not only had Coral Island disciples participating... A significant number of people from the nearby ’Crescent Island’ also joined."

"To have achieved ’number one’ in that tournament, Kiana Rowan’s strength is self-evident... You should prepare yourself."

Seeing the intense fighting spirit in Wyatt’s eyes, Thomas King cautioned him.

"Rest assured."

Wyatt nodded, his eyes shimmering.

He was looking forward to the battle with the Coral Island tournament’s ’number one’, "Kiana Rowan, is it? I hope you won’t disappoint me..."