Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 472: Unlucky Devil!

Chapter 472: Chapter 472: Unlucky Devil!

"Squeak Squeak~~"

Little Gold nodded hurriedly, jumped to the side of the hall, pointed at a broken stele on the ground and transmitted with the force of its origin, "Brother Wyatt, that aura was here just now... But not long after we came in, it disappeared, as if it were lurking."

"That’s strange?"

Upon hearing Little Gold’s transmission, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but be surprised and stepped over to the broken stele.

"This stele ..."

Wyatt Barnes bent over in an attempt to lift the stele only to discover that the small fragment seemed to be connected with the main hall.

However, the spirit force Wyatt Barnes expressed told him this broken stele was separate from the main hall.

Wyatt Barnes took a deep breath, his muscles bulged, and he grabbed the stele with both hands.

Next.

He exerted all his strength!

Nevertheless, even with the strength of one thousand and eleven ancient colossal elephants, he was not able to budge the stele an inch.

"How heavy is this stele?"

Wyatt Barnes was shocked. He reached out and hit the stele, searched through the memory of the reincarnated martial emperor but found no clue about the material of the stele.

This meant that, even if the reincarnated martial emperor were still alive, he would not recognize the material that made up this stele.

According to the memory of the reincarnated martial emperor, even the heaviest stone on the Cloud Skies Continent is not as exaggerated as this broken stele.

This stele, being just a small fragment is already so heavy that Wyatt Barnes can’t budge it at all.

"Little Gold, see if you can move this stele."

Wyatt Barnes looked at Little Gold standing at the side.

In his view, Little Gold being a third-tier Peep Naught Realm demon beast, is far stronger than him.

Upon hearing his words, Little Gold hurried over. However, even with Little Gold’s full strength, equivalent to that of four thousand ancient colossal elephants, he could not move the stele an inch.

"What kind of stele is this?"

Witnessing this scene, Wyatt Barnes took a deep breath.

You need to understand, the strength of a colossal elephant is equivalent to the force of ten thousand jins.

The strength of four thousand ancient colossal elephants is...

Equivalent to forty million jins!

Forty million jins, what does that mean?

Converted to the weight unit ’ton’ from his previous life, that is twenty thousand tons of force...

"Does this stele weigh over twenty thousand tons?"

Looking at the stele in front of him, Wyatt Barnes was completely stunned.

"Squeak Squeak~~"

At that moment, an irritated squeak from Little Gold reached Wyatt Barnes’s ear.

Whoosh!

Then, all he saw was a sword light sweeping towards the stele.

Little Gold had given it all and attacked the stele using its full strength, a fifth-grade spirit weapon, and the power of a ’half-step into micro thunder’.

Bang!

A sword with the strength of sixty-five hundred ancient colossal elephants hit the stele. The terrible force raised the dust on the floor of the main hall.

"Squeak Squeak~~"

As the dust settles, the sound of Little Gold’s disappointment reached Wyatt Barnes.

Wyatt Barnes looked at the stele, his eyes round with shock, "What material is this stele made of? Even a sword strike with the strength of sixty-five hundred ancient colossal elephants, did not leave a trace on it!"

Remember, even the incredibly hard scales of the Crimson Armor Beast had a visible white mark left on it after Little Gold’s strike.

But now, even with Little Gold’s full strength, the stele did not bear any trace of the attack.

"Brother Wyatt, this stele is too hard... I can’t do anything about it."

Little Gold, with its head drooped, put away the fifth-grade spirit sword and stood listlessly by the side.

"I see."

Wyatt Barnes sighed, touched the stele and found nothing amiss.

The stele was ice-cold, with very strange words carved on it, none of which Wyatt could recognize. "What kind of writing is this? It doesn’t seem to be the common writing in the Cloud Skies Continent now. ..."

With no other choice, Wyatt Barnes could only search through the memory of the reincarnated martial emperor.

However, according to the reincarnated martial emperor’s memory, even after living through two lifetimes, he had never seen this type of writing.

"Even the reincarnated martial emperor has never seen this type of writing..."

Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help licking his lips, realizing the extraordinary nature of this stele.

"This stele, looking at the missing part on it, seems to be missing about half..."

Wyatt Barnes placed his hand on the stele, felt the icy chill like that from a block of ice.

Finally, Wyatt could no longer contain himself and released his spiritual force, covering the broken stele, hoping to sense the mystery of the stele with his spiritual power...

Just as Wyatt Barnes’s spiritual force touched the stele.

An unexpected change occurred!

Whoosh!

Wyatt Barnes only felt a cold wind sweeping in. Then his spiritual force trembled, a spiritual force so strong it suffocated him burst out from the stele, followed his spiritual force and swept across his soul.

A feeling of despair sprung up in Wyatt Barnes’s mind unbidden.

This was the despair raised subconsciously!

The despair faced when encountering an unmatchable existence.

The strength of this spiritual force is completely beyond his understanding...

Even the spiritual power of Elder Kane of the city lord’s mansion in Phoenix Perch City, compared to this spiritual force, is not worth mentioning, like the difference between ’earth’ and ’heaven’.

"Even at the peak of the reincarnated martial emperor’s power, his spiritual force may not have been this strong!"

In a flash, many thoughts raced through Wyatt Barnes’s mind.

"Who exactly are you?"

His spirit power trembles as Wyatt Barnes communicates with the powerful spirit force that has touched his mind.

Now, his spirit power is mingled with that of the other’s. They can communicate with one thought.

More specifically, what is currently sweeping towards his soul through his spirit power should be an incredibly powerful ’spirit’...

Wyatt Barnes is all too familiar with this sensation.

When he first arrived in this world from Earth, inhabiting Wyatt Barnes’s body, the soul of the Reincarnated Martial Emperor that had been lurking within Wyatt’s spirit had given him a similar experience.

But in this moment, he has a clear intuition.

Even the soul of the Reincarnated Martial Emperor from his past, seems slightly less powerful than the ’spirit’ that is currently sweeping over him.

"The Reincarnated Martial Emperor was said to have been at the peak of the Cloud Skies Continent ... His soul, having lived through two life cycles, has been tempered to a terrifying degree! In his second life, there wasn’t a single Martial Emperor who could withstand a single attack from his spirit power! From this, we can infer how powerful the Reincarnated Martial Emperor’s soul must have been."

"Could it be that I am mistaken?"

No sooner had Wyatt Barnes had this thought, than he felt the mighty spirit force enter his mind.

Simultaneously, a resonant, chilling voice communicated to Wyatt’s spirit, "Boy! If you want someone to blame, blame your own bad luck... If your soul power hadn’t touched the Demon Sealing Monument, my main soul would never have been able to leave it... I owe you a huge thank you."

"Now that I’ve left the Demon Sealing Monument, all I need to do is shatter your spirit and then take over your body... and then, I can go and find my ’soul split.’ Once my main soul is merged back, I can make sure that stubborn fool is completely wiped out! Hahahaha..."

As the sound of this arrogant voice rang out, Wyatt Barnes’s spirit trembled violently.

At the same time, the spirit power that Wyatt Barnes had extended out collapsed completely with the tremble of his soul.

"No!!"

Wyatt Barnes’s face changed, and he shouted in despair.

If his spirit were to be shattered, it would mean that he would disappear completely from this world.

Even if his body continued to live, it would no longer be his.

However, Wyatt had no control over all of this.

The powerful spirit attacking his own spirit, in Wyatt’s perception, felt even mightier than the soul of the Reincarnated Martial Emperor he had once encountered...

Finally.

Boom!

The incredibly powerful spirit collided with Wyatt Barnes’s spirit.

In an instant, Wyatt Barnes’s body shivered, feeling dizzy and light-headed.

The next moment, Wyatt, who assumed his consciousness would vanish into non-existence, was astonished to discover that his shaking soul was steadily recovering...

At last, the uncomfortable sensation completely disappeared.

"Huh?"

At this point, Wyatt Barnes realized that the incredibly potent spirit from before seemed to have completely vanished all of a sudden.

"All thunder, no rain."

"Could it be..."

What was happening before him was all too familiar to Wyatt Barnes.

"Could it be that, like the Reincarnated Martial Emperor, this being was unable to succeed because my spirit fundamentally doesn’t belong to this world and is bound by certain rules? Not only did it not succeed, it even sacrificed its own spirit?"

Upon thinking this, Wyatt’s face showed a weird expression.

"What an unlucky ghost!"

Wyatt let out a sigh of relief and a smug smile appeared on his face. "What’s the use of a powerful soul? To try to shatter my soul is tantamount to seeking death! Looks like this time, the Reincarnated Martial Emperor has company."

"Brother Wyatt, you... you look like you’re asking for a punch."

Just then, Wyatt Barnes noticed that Little Gold was looking at him seriously, communicating with him through the origin force.

Upon hearing this, Wyatt’s smile froze on his face, and he felt somewhat embarrassed.

Meanwhile.

In an extremely remote place, on an ’island in the sky’ suspended halfway up the atmosphere, inside a luxurious palace of utmost splendor.

All of a sudden.

"Hahaha... Black Nether, who would have thought you’d be so unlucky, even your ’main soul’ was destroyed by someone."

A hearty laughter, filled with liberation, emanated from the palace.

Immediately after, the air currents dispersed in the atmosphere, above the magnificent palace, a tall figure suddenly appeared.

This was a young man.

The young man was dressed in a blue robe, his face carrying the mark of perfect features, exuding charm and unmatched handsomeness.

A pair of sword-like eyebrows stood erect, emanating an impressive aura of authority.

His calm eyes seemed to have turquoise energy dancing within them, his piercing gaze seemingly capable of penetrating everything.

At the moment, the young man’s face was filled with a look mirth.

It was as if he hadn’t been so happy in a very long time.

Suddenly, in the distance, the air vibrated.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two figures, moving at incredible speed, almost instantly appeared before the young man.

They were two old men, one dressed in blue and the other in red.

"Master."

The two old men looked toward the young man, showing utmost deference.

"I’m going to be away for a while... During this time, all affairs at the ’Mansion of Azure Clouds,’ big or small, will be your responsibility."

The young man casually cast a glance at the two old men and handed them a token.

The token was enveloped in turquoise energy, resembling an Azure Dragon.