Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 448: Demon Methods?

Chapter 448: Chapter 448: Demon Methods?

Upon witnessing this scene, Zeke Foxsong let out a sigh of relief.

Just then, he was truly afraid that Wyatt Barnes would kill Mr. Zither.

Luckily, Wyatt Barnes finally did not apply a lethal blow on Mr. Zither...

Otherwise, as one could imagine, their Seven Stars Sword Clan would certainly be plunged into chaos!

"What happened?"

Mr. Zither struggled to stand up, his face dramatically altered as he felt the injuries on his body.

After taking a Pill Medicine and recovering some of his injuries, feeling the puzzled gazes around him and seeing the unscathed Wyatt Barnes on the Life and Death Stage, his face altered yet again.

"No... Impossible! How... how could you still be alive after I clearly killed you?"

Upon seeing Wyatt Barnes, Mr. Zither screamed in horror as though he had seen a ghost.

Wyatt Barnes looked at Mr. Zither without harboring any emotion.

If he wasn’t worried about the Seven Stars Sword Clan getting implicated, he would have killed Mr. Zither with a single stroke...

As for his own safety, he wasn’t worried — worse comes to worst, he would just sneak away!

At that time, no matter who Mr. Zither’s master was, even if he was a existence above the Seventh-Order in the Enter Void Realm, or even if he was a strong figure in the Cave Void Realm or Transforming Void Realm, they wouldn’t necessarily be able to find him.

Seeing Mr. Zither’s now hysterical demeanor, it made the high-ranking members and disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Clan shake their heads and sigh.

"It seems that Mr. Zither is really very ill... he still believes he killed Wyatt Barnes?"

"I never thought there really was such a disease as ’madness’; I’ve only heard of it and never seen it before... Today, I’ve really learned something."

"This Mr. Zither probably doesn’t even know he’s gone mad."

"What a pity... such a distinguished individual, one of the top five princes from the Green Forest Royal Country, has contracted such a strange disease."

...

The disciples of the Seven Stars Sword Clan whispered among themselves.

Although their voices were low, they still reached Mr. Zither’s ears, causing him to look shocked.

Madness?

Are these disciples of Seven Stars Sword Clan saying that he’s gone mad?

Taking a deep breath, Mr. Zither regained some clarity, and began to sort out his thoughts.

"I just clearly killed that Wyatt Barnes... but now, here he is, perfectly well and alive! What’s going on?"

A chill rose in Mr. Zither’s heart.

Could he really be going mad?

"Wyatt Barnes!"

Mr. Zither coldly stared at Wyatt Barnes, again stepping onto the Life and Death Stage and confronting Wyatt Barnes.

"You have already lost... if I had not held back just now, you would now be a corpse."

Wyatt Barnes glanced slightly at Mr. Zither, his voice exceptionally calm.

"Big words!"

With a cold snort, Mr. Zither shook his hand, his fingers again falling on the strings of his fifth-grade spiritual instrument, intending to strum one of the strings and launch another attack against Wyatt Barnes.

"Stubborn fool!"

Wyatt Barnes’ eyes narrowed, a ’mysterious light’ reappeared deep in his eyes, as if two strange fires were burning.

Illusion!

Wyatt Barnes’ spirit power merged into the Soul Technique stamp, directly displaying the unique ’Soul Technique’ of the Soul Technique stamp.

In an instant, the area where Mr. Zither stood entered the ’illusory space’ created by Wyatt Barnes once again.

Whoosh!

Under watchful eyes, as Wyatt Barnes moved, Mr. Zither, as if he couldn’t see Wyatt’s actions, strummed the instrument strings, directly aiming at where Wyatt had just been.

Immediately after, except for Wyatt Barnes, the pupils of everyone else present contracted once again.

Heavens!

What had they just seen?

"Hmph! Wyatt Barnes, this time, I want you to die completely, without any chance of survival!"

At this moment, in everyone’s sight, Mr. Zither was talking to the air, continuously strumming the ’strings’ of his fifth-grade spiritual instrument as if forming arrows, swiftly sweeping through the space, ruthlessly striking the spot where Wyatt Barnes had once stood.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

The sound of the strings being played echoed non-stop.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

The location where Wyatt Barnes had stood was completely shattered and devastated by Mr. Zither, scattered in ruins.

"Hahahaha..."

Finally, Mr. Zither stopped playing, bursting into bouts of laughter, his laughter filled with endless madness.

"Wyatt Barnes, I’ve shattered you into pieces... this time, I want to see how you’re going to come back to life!"

Mr. Zither looked triumphantly at the ground, which he had wrecked, giving a ferocious grin as though he were seeing Wyatt Barnes’ body smashed to pieces...

And in Mr. Zither’s ’world’, that was indeed the case.

"This Mr. Zither... he must have gone mad!"

"It seems that once Mr. Zither makes a move, he’ll lose his mind... his ’loss of heart madness’ is really quite bizarre."

"Now, I kind of pity him. He clearly surpasses Wyatt Barnes in strength, but because of his illness, he’s destined to be fish meat on Wyatt Barnes’s chopping board."

...

A group of Seven Stars Sword Clan disciples couldn’t help but sigh.

The majority of the people present, including most of the Seven Stars Sword Clan’s upper echelons, were thinking the same thing.

Only the Sect Leader of the Seven Stars Sword Clan, Zeke Foxsong, and the Peak Master of Sunrise Peak, Colin Clark, exchanged knowing glances, seeing shock in each other’s eyes.

"Elder Leafo, did Wyatt Barnes do this?"

Colin Clark’s use of Origin Force to transmit sound into Zeke Foxsong’s ear was filled with trepidation.

"It’s possible."

The sound transmitted by Zeke Foxsong’s Origin Force was filled with heaviness, "However, I don’t know what method Wyatt Barnes used... Such a method, I Zeke Foxsong, throughout my life, have never seen nor heard of it before!"

"I suddenly feel like a ’frog in the well’."

As far as Zeke Foxsong and Colin Clark were concerned,

Both ’Soul Technique’ and spiritual power attacks were too distant for them to understand at all.

After all, human martial artists generally only learn about ’spiritual power attacks’ after breaking through to the ’Martial Emperor’ realm.

As for ’Soul Technique’, it’s a legacy secret technique of some extremely rare demon beasts.

Even in the powerful ’outside territory’, before breaking through to the ’Demon Emperor’, very few demon beasts or demons understand how to apply the unpredictable ’Soul Technique’.

Wyatt Barnes, by good fortune, obtained a ’Soul Brand’ that took the master inscriber his entire life to research.

This ’Soul Brand’ is extremely rare.

Even Reincarnation Martial Emperor back in the day did not manage to research the ’Soul Brand’... The master inscriber, for one Soul Brand, devoted his life to dullness. Although he achieved success in the end, he was already on the verge of death.

In the end, all of these advantages fell into Wyatt Barnes’ hands.

"The experience of that predecessor is probably unparalleled on the Cloud Skies Continent... it means that as a human martial artist who hasn’t broken through to the ’Martial Emperor’ yet, to be able to execute ’Soul Technique’ with the Soul Brand, I might be the only one", Wyatt thought, filled with excitement.

According to the memory of the Reincarnation Martial Emperor, he has never encountered a human martial artist in his two lives who could execute an attack skill and interference skill with spiritual power before breaking through to ’Martial Emperor’.

The ’Soul Brand’ left by the predecessor could not execute ’Soul Techniques’ that were categorized as mind attacks. However, the auxiliary interference type of ’Soul Techniques’ was enough for Wyatt Barnes to take a stand against martial artists weaker than him in spiritual power.

Like Mr. Zither ’Marshall Tyler’.

Marshall Tyler’s level of spiritual power conformed to his level of cultivation, both being at the ’Half-Step Void Realm’.

But the spiritual power of the Half-Step Void Realm was far inferior to Wyatt Barnes’ current spiritual power...

Moreover, Marshall Tyler wasn’t an inscriber.

Even if he broke through into the First level of Peep Naught Realm and his spiritual power was promoted, he would still not be a match for Wyatt Barnes.

Once Wyatt Barnes’s Soul Technique ’Thousand Illusions’ was cast, unless a non-inscriber martial artist like Marshall Tyler reached a spiritual power level above Second Layer of Peep Naught Realm, he would inevitably be confused by the ’Illusionary Space’.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Again, Wyatt Barnes appeared behind Mr. Zither. His Purple Emperor Soft Sword grazed past, once more landing on Mr. Zither’s body and sending him flying.

Boom!

Like an arrow shot from a bowstring, Mr. Zither flew out again, landing disgracefully outside the Life and Death Stage.

Mr. Zither woke up again, looking at the scene in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, "No... no way... Wyatt Barnes, you used a demonic method! You must have used a demonic method! I clearly tore you to shreds, how could you possibly still be alive... how could you possibly still be alive?!"

At this moment, seeing Wyatt Barnes, Mr. Zither’s eyes revealed a bit of fear...

Fear that rose from the bottom of his heart.

Just as quickly, Mr. Zither’s eyes hardened, suppressing the fear within, looking at Wyatt Barnes with a bloodthirsty chill in his eyes, "I...I was actually afraid just now? Afraid of this kid who hasn’t even stepped into the Seventh-Order Original Infant Realm?"

"No! How could I be afraid in front of a juvenile... I want him dead! I want him dead!"

After realizing his own fear, Mr. Zither could only feel endless humiliation rushing at him, making him overwhelmed.

As one of the Five Princes of the Green Forest Royal Country and a leader of the country’s young generation, he had his own pride. He did not allow himself to be afraid in front of anyone...

But now, even though he did not want to admit it, he was indeed afraid.

Afraid of a kid whose strength was far below his own.

To him.

Such humiliation can only be washed away with the death of the boy in front of him.

"Huh?"

The killing intent in Mr. Zither’s eyes was noticed by Wyatt Barnes.

"What, you want to continue?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at Mr. Zither, his face darkening, and spoke in a cold voice, "I have spared you twice. If you continue to be stubborn, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

A shiver went down Mr. Zither’s spine as he stared at Wyatt Barnes with malicious intent in his eyes.

"Wyatt Barnes... Wyatt Barnes... I will find a way to break your evil technique, I must! The moment I break your technique will be the moment of your death! I, Marshall Tyler, will kill you with my own hands!"

Mr. Zither roared furiously, his eyes blazing with endless murderous intent.

Evil technique?

Hearing Mr. Zither’s roar, Wyatt Barnes sneered at the corner of his mouth.