Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 1327: Absorbing Vital Essence

Chapter 1327: Chapter 1327: Absorbing Vital Essence

At the beginning, Wyatt Barnes felt that something was amiss.

As the chief of Crescent Island, in theory, there shouldn’t be a lack of suitable ’successors’, yet he still had the other three major overseas Holy Islands summon strong warriors of prime age to come, which was truly incomprehensible.

Just now, Wyatt Barnes learned from Dominic King’s mouth.

In Martial Dao Sacred Land, any Martial Artist or Taoist Cultivator under the age of ’seventy’ is considered in their ’prime age’.

After all, Martial Dao Sacred Land’s Martial Artists and Taoist Cultivators, as long as they break through to the ’Transcending Mortal Realm’, have a lifespan of three hundred years, and once they break through to ’Entering the Saint Realm’, their lifespan will increase by another two hundred years.

As for the practitioners of the Saint Realm, it’s even more exaggerated.

The weakest among them can also live a thousand years.

The top existences possess endless life; as long as they are not killed by others, they can live as long as the heavens and the earth.

That is why, anyone under the age of seventy is considered in their ’prime age’ within the entire Martial Dao Sacred Land.

"No wonder Mist Hidden Island’s martial test only allows those whose age can be tested by the ’Age Testing Pearl’ to participate... Doesn’t that mean only people under the age of seventy?"

Piecing everything together, Wyatt Barnes completely realized what was happening.

From the very beginning, Crescent Island’s chief ’Emperor Yonah’ claimed to want an inheriting disciple to be the next island chief as a deliberate deception.

His purpose was to have people from the three major overseas Holy Islands send ’prime age warriors’ to have their vital energy taken by him.

"Absorbing the vital energy of prime age Martial Artists and Taoist Cultivators for one’s own use, to enhance one’s own strength... Such magic techniques are the most inferior among the demon cultivation methods in Martial Dao Sacred Land."

Dominic King’s voice rang out in Wyatt Barnes’ mind, filled with disdain.

As a once Demon Cultivator of the Saint Realm, he had his own pride; he despised Demon Cultivators who cultivated such low-level demonic techniques the most.

In his eyes, such Demon Cultivators are trash!

Not even worthy to carry his shoes.

"The most inferior demonic techniques? Does that mean this kind of technique offers very little in terms of strength enhancement?"

Wyatt Barnes asked.

"Those who cultivate this kind of demonic technique, as long as they have enough prime age Martial Artists and Taoist Cultivators to absorb vital energy from... their advancement is significant, and their cultivation speed can even match those who cultivate mid-level demonic techniques,"

Dominic King said.

"Significant improvement, fast cultivation speed, how is this only a low-level demonic technique?"

Wyatt Barnes was somewhat puzzled.

"This kind of low-level demonic technique, even compared to other low-level demonic techniques... Significant improvement and fast cultivation speed are not always a good thing."

Dominic King snorted, "Those who practice this kind of demonic technique, as long as they are content to stay in the ’Transcending Mortal Realm’ for a lifetime, it’s fine... but the moment they dare to strike towards ’Entering the Saint Realm’, over ninety percent are doomed to die!"

"This kind of low-level demonic technique, even in the early stages of practice, even the practitioners themselves won’t notice anything... but once they attempt to enter the ’Saint Realm’, they will realize that they have unknowingly laid down a bane in themselves, a curse that could cost them their lives!"

Dominic King finished in one breath.

Wyatt Barnes suddenly understood, "So that’s how it is."

"Dominic King."

Suddenly, Wyatt Barnes remembered something, "This Emperor Yonah, when he absorbs the vital energy of the prime age strong, is there any particular method to it?"

"Of course, there is."

Dominic King said, "The stronger the vital energy of those in their prime, the more powerful the vital energy... Otherwise, why do you think he instigated the three major overseas Holy Islands to select the ninety most outstanding individuals?"

Wyatt Barnes nodded, fully understanding now.

"Boy, you haven’t answered me yet... How do you know that I want to absorb your vital energy?"

The voice of Emperor Yonah came through, waking Wyatt Barnes.

When Wyatt Barnes regained his senses and saw the scene in front of him, his face suddenly changed drastically.

Heavens!

What did he see?!

He saw Emperor Yonah standing in the distance, and from him extended tentacle-like black rays, each connected to an individual, entwining eighty-six prime age warriors.

Today, those who entered the deep mountain, besides Emperor Yonah and the three vice chiefs of Crescent Island, there were eighty-eight individuals including Wyatt Barnes.

Originally there were ninety.

But due to Karina Hanson killing two from Coral Island, two were absent.

Karina Hanson disappeared early on when Wyatt Barnes broke the illusion formation and woke up.

So, excluding him, there were only eighty-six people remaining.

And now, all eighty-six people were connected by the black rays extending from Emperor Yonah, which emitted a chilling aura.

"This aura... It seems somewhat familiar."

As Wyatt Barnes changed color, something stirred in his heart; he felt that he had encountered a similar aura somewhere before but couldn’t recall it immediately.

Emperor Yonah hovered in midair, with eighty-six black lines extending from him like a spiderweb, and he was the ’spider’ at the center of the web.

As for the eighty-six people connected by the black lines, they were like his prey.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a dull roar sounded.

An impact wave surged out of nowhere from Emperor Yonah, sweeping around, causing Wyatt Barnes’ organs to tremble and nearly causing him to cough up blood.

After a brief moment, Wyatt Barnes regained his senses.

"That is..."

At this time, Wyatt saw the eighty-six individuals linked by the black rays shiver violently. Then, strands of blood-red mist began to extend from their bodies, following the black rays in the direction of Emperor Yonah.

"Thomas King?"

It was at this time that Wyatt saw one of them open their eyes—it was Shiloh, the personal disciple of the Black Tortoise Emperor, Thomas King.

As soon as Thomas King opened his eyes, he seemed to realize something, and his face changed drastically.

Buzz!

Without any hesitation, as Thomas King raised his hand, a hand blade swept out, easily severing the black ray connected to him, thus freeing himself.

"So fragile?"

Seeing how effortlessly Thomas King cut the black ray, and that no more blood-red mist was seeping out of him, Wyatt’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Did this mean that he could easily sever the remaining eighty-five black rays and rescue everyone?

Just as Wyatt was eager to try, Dominic King’s voice came through like a bucket of cold water poured over him, "Kid, those black rays cannot be cut by anyone other than the person they’re connected to, unless you have strength no less than this Emperor Yonah."

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Wyatt’s brows furrowed, "Are you saying that the connected person can cut these black rays?"

"Didn’t you see? That kid called ’Thomas King’ easily severed the black ray that was connected to him... It was so easy because that black ray was drawing his vitality and did not repel him."

"As for the other eighty-five black rays, he would be unable to sever them."

Just as Dominic King finished speaking, Wyatt saw Thomas King move like lightning, trying to rescue his martial brothers... among them were several from the top thirty of the Mist Hidden Tournament, under the command of the Black Tortoise Emperor.

However, no matter how Thomas King attacked, even with the use of spirit weapons or even his ’Divine Ability,’ he couldn’t harm the black rays connected to his martial brothers.

For a moment, Thomas King’s face changed dramatically.

With a look of horror, he glanced at Emperor Yonah, who was caught in the middle of the eighty-five black rays, and then quickly noticed Wyatt, his eyes lighting up.

"Wyatt, what on earth is going on?"

Thomas King came beside Wyatt, his face looking terrible as he asked.

In the distance, the eighty-five black rays were continually sending a dense, blood-red mist into Emperor Yonah’s body.

At the same time, the skin of those connected by the eighty-five black rays began to age, most notably those who initially looked like young people.

As the blood-red mist continuously seeped from their bodies, following the black rays to Emperor Yonah, wrinkles began to appear on their faces.

The wrinkles multiplied, and their black hair began to turn white.

For them, ’overnight whitening of the hair’ was literally nothing.

In just a moment’s time, their heads of black hair had all turned white.

With the naked eye, Wyatt could see their vitality waning, their life force continuously weakening... and once the last bit of vitality was absorbed, their lives would have reached their end.

"How fast it drains!"

Wyatt’s face changed color, and he didn’t have time to explain to Thomas King as he immediately asked Dominic King, "Dominic, if I use the Demon Sealing Monument, could I counter him?"

Just now, Wyatt remembered why Emperor Yonah’s aura felt familiar—it was because the aura of the Demon Sealing Monument had also been somewhat similar in the past.

The Demon Sealing Monument, listed as a ’super sacred artifact’ on the Martial Dao Sacred Land’s Top Ten Sacred Artifact List, wasn’t particularly powerful on its own but possessed an astonishing ability.

Suppression of Demon Cultivators!

To be precise, it suppresses the souls of Demon Cultivators.

"Of course you can! With your cultivation, activating the Demon Sealing Monument is enough to deal with him."

Dominic King said.

"Then why didn’t you remind me earlier?"

Seeing that the eighty-five people were about to die, Wyatt’s face changed upon hearing Dominic King’s words.

"I didn’t want to mention it."

Dominic King stated matter-of-factly.

His words were clear: he didn’t want to mention the Demon Sealing Monument.

As a Demon Cultivator, especially one who had been suppressed by the Demon Sealing Monument for many years, Dominic felt an innate revulsion for the monument from his soul and naturally did not want to bring it up.

As for the lives of those eighty-five people, they were worthless in his eyes.

"We’ll settle this later!"

Wyatt cursed and, raising his hand, an Emperor Grade spiritual bow and arrow appeared; he drew the bow to its full arc and shot an arrow.

Body following the arrow!

As Wyatt took off riding the arrow, he stowed away his strong bow. In his hand then appeared a stone stele, a corner-broken monolith.

As soon as the stele appeared, it seemed to inject vigor into Wyatt, pulling him towards the direction of Emperor Yonah.

In an instant, Wyatt’s speed increased by several degrees.

The Demon Sealing Monument had a keen sensitivity to ’Demon Cultivators’ who had not deliberately hidden their souls.

Its purpose was to suppress the souls of Demon Cultivators.

"Die!"

As Wyatt appeared not far from Emperor Yonah, he lifted his hand, and the Demon Sealing Monument flew out of his grip, hitting Emperor Yonah decisively and efficiently.

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