Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 544: Death in the Second Layer of the Void Realm

Chapter 544: Chapter 544: Death in the Second Layer of the Void Realm

In a flash, everyone’s gaze was directed to where the sound had come from.

Two individuals were floating in the air, heading towards them.

An elderly man in grey clothes, and a youth dressed in brocade attire.

The cold snort they’d heard clearly came from the grey-clothed elder.

"The steward!"

As the grey-clothed elder made his appearance, the old man, who had been presiding over the prisoner fights, respectfully bowed.

The steward?

Suddenly, there was a commotion among the spectators around the prisoner fight arena.

"He’s the steward of the prisoner fight arena?"

"I’ve never seen him appear in person before... Who could have thought, he would actually show up today."

...

The crowd was buzzing with whispers.

Wyatt looked up, glanced nonchalantly at the grey-clothed elder, then proceeded to leave with Sonny, paying them no further attention.

This behavior sent a shiver down the spine of everyone present.

This Wyatt still acts arbitrarily even when the steward of the prisoner fight arena is present?

Isn’t he afraid of death?

"Impudent!"

Just then, the youth in brocade, standing next to the grey-clothed elder, looked down at Wyatt and reprimanded him harshly, "Wyatt, do you honestly believe that because you’re a student of the ’Dragon Phoenix Academy’, the Victory King Manor wouldn’t dare to lay a finger on you? You need to understand that the Dragon Phoenix Academy was established by the Imperial Family!"

"And the Imperial Family has intimate ties with the Victory King Manor! If you know what’s best for you, you’ll leave the slave here, kneel down, and knock your head on the ground ten times to beg for our mercy. Perhaps then, I might spare your life!"

The youth in brocade was none other than Constant Graham, the same person whom Wyatt has previously choked and lifted from the ground by the neck.

He was the young master of the Victory King Manor.

"Ten kowtows?"

Wyatt stopped in his tracks, looked up at Constant, seemingly seeking confirmation.

"Yes, ten kowtows... If you fail to kowtow, I’ll make sure you won’t even have a proper burial!"

Constant, standing beside the steward of the prisoner fight arena, was flaunting his unearned authority.

The spectators around the prisoner fight arena pitied Wyatt as they watched.

In their eyes,

If Wyatt doesn’t follow the commands of the young master of the Victory King Manor today, he might be unable to escape this calamity.

As the young master of the Victory King Manor said,

The Dragon Phoenix Academy that Wyatt is currently relying on is just an institution established by the Imperial Family.

The Imperial Family would not get themselves in trouble for the sake of a dead genius.

"Constant Graham!"

Alfonso took a step forward, staring at Constant with an icy glare.

Only he knew that Wyatt didn’t just rely on the Dragon Phoenix Academy.

He was certain.

If his grandfather were here, he would likely lash out and kill Constant.

Wyatt’s status in the heart of his grandfather couldn’t be clearer.

Even the fact that his grandfather was able to become an ’Artifact Refiner of the Fifth Grade’ a few months ago was all thanks to Wyatt.

To his grandfather, Wyatt was the ’teacher’, the most respected teacher.

Now, the Victory King Manor was bullying Wyatt and exploiting its authority.

You can imagine,

If he stood by and did nothing, his grandfather would beat him to death when he returned home.

"Young Master Mad, this matter involves our Victory King Manor and Wyatt... I would appreciate it if you could refrain from interfering!"

The steward of the prisoners’ fight arena gave Alfonso a light glance.

In his eyes, there was a hint of fear.

After all, behind Alfonso was a powerful figure that even the Victory King Manor didn’t dare to provoke.

"Hmph! I..."

Alfonso snorted coldly, about to speak when he was interrupted by Wyatt’s voice amplified using Origin Force.

"Alfonso, stay out of this!"

Those were Wyatt’s exact words.

Alfonso was taken aback.

Seeing the confidence in Wyatt’s eyes, although he didn’t understand what Wyatt was planning, he decided not to say anything more.

The reaction of Alfonso, when seen by others, made many sigh pitifully.

"It seems Wyatt and Young Master Mad aren’t that close..."

"Yeah, if Young Master Mad had intervened, Wyatt could have easily escaped this calamity."

"Wyatt surely regrets having such friendships now, doesn’t he?"

...

Many of the spectators were whispering amongst themselves.

Hearing all the talk, Alfonso felt a bit embarrassed.

Was it him who didn’t want to help Wyatt?

Other than Wyatt and Alfonso, only ’Young Master Sword’ Handmi Holland could figure out the subtleties.

He knew all too well about the bond between Wyatt and Alfonso.

Alfonso’s sudden cessation of action - he realized that the situation was not as simple as it seemed.

"Ha ha..."

Constant, standing in the air, laughed wildly. "Wyatt, do you see this? These are your friends! Aren’t you going to start kowtowing now? Ten kowtows, in exchange for your worthless life!"

Wyatt calmly looked at Constant, showing not the slightest concern.

"Wyatt! Did you not hear the words of the prince?"

The grey-clothed elder on Constant’s side, who was the steward of the prisoner fight arena, released his aura which filled the surroundings and enveloped Wyatt.

He intended to subdue Wyatt.

But Wyatt remained as unmoved and solid as a mountain amidst this pressure.

"Hmph!"

With a light grunt, the grey-clothed elder’s momentum suddenly increased.

Around him, Origin Force was swirling like fire.

In the void, three enormous phantoms condensed into three ancient horned dragon shadows...

"Enter Void Realm, Second Layer!"

Immediately, many spectators gasped in surprise.

The steward of the prisoner fight arena was a ’strong practitioner of Enter Void Realm’s Second Layer’!

For a while, numerous spectators glanced at the people on the side of the prisoner fight arena, then at Wyatt, and couldn’t help but to shake their heads and sigh.

On the prisoners’ duel side, there are two Enter Void Realm powerhouses.

On Wyatt Barnes’ side, there seems to be only one ’Enter Void Realm Demon Beast’.

"Idiots!"

Wyatt’s gaze swept across the ringmaster of the prisoners’ duel and Constant Graham, and the word slipped lightly from his lips.

"Elder Brother Sonny Clark, let’s go!"

Wyatt continued to lead Sonny Clark out.

This sight made many feel their scalp tingle.

Has Wyatt Barnes gone mad?

Ignoring two ’Enter Void Realm powerhouses’ as if they were nothing, did he really think they wouldn’t dare touch him?

"Looking for death!"

The ringmaster of the prisoners’ duel’s face changed drastically, he dove down, like a giant Peng bird spreading its wings across the sky, ready to swoop down on Wyatt Barnes.

As he approached the iron cage floating above the prisoners’ duel, he lifted his hand and directly tore the iron cage open.

The power of an Enter Void Realm powerhouse was undisguised!

Constant Graham watched this scene unfold, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

It was as if he was already seeing Wyatt Barnes killed.

"Little Gold!"

Just then, Wyatt Barnes frowned.

"Squee!!"

Suddenly, a shrill squeak echoed through the entire prisoners’ duel.

Following that, the crowd saw that the ringmaster of the prisoners’ duel, with rampaging Origin Force in his body, suddenly stopped nearing Wyatt Barnes and his Origin Force dissipated.

Those who observed the subtleties could even see that the ringmaster’s eyes were dull and lightless.

The man was in a state of ’soulless despair’.

And at this instant.

Whoosh!

A sword light, fast to the extreme, flashed past, disappearing in a blink.

Boom!

Only when the ringmaster, bleeding profusely, fell to the ground did the spectators react.

The spectators’ gazes slipped past the dead ringmaster and landed on the little golden mouse standing in the air, chill running down their spines.

Drip! Drip!

...

The mini spirit sword in the little golden mouse’s hand was dripping with dazzling fresh blood.

That was the blood of the ringmaster of the prisoners’ duel.

This scene seemed to say to everyone:

So what if it’s second level of Enter the Void Realm?

Kill without fail!

"Squee squee~~"

After killing the ringmaster of the prisoners’ duel, the little golden mouse turned into a golden streak of light and landed on Wyatt Barnes’ shoulder, making several squeaks as if to share its victory.

Only then did the spectators react, their faces changing drastically.

Starting with Sonny Clark at Wyatt Barnes’ side.

Sonny Clark looked at the little golden mouse in close proximity, feeling chills run down his spine.

This seemingly harmless little creature had such terrifying power...

Killing someone in the second level of Enter Void Realm was as simple as killing a chicken.

"Young Master Sword, did you see clearly?"

Alfonso Rowan looked at Handmi Holland and asked in a voice enhanced by the Origin Force.

Handmi Holland’s face stiffened a bit and he nodded, "The actions of the ringmaster just now were no different from those of the leader of the horse thieves... But isn’t that Wyatt Barnes’ ’demonic method’?"

Alfonso Rowan and Handmi Holland both clearly saw the ’soulless’ moment of the ringmaster before he was killed.

At that moment, the ringmaster was utterly defenseless.

If they could have attacked at that moment, the ringmaster would undoubtedly have died.

Not to mention the little golden mouse who is stronger than them.

"What a terrifying demon beast!"

"Not long ago, a ’Peep Naught Realm ninth layer warrior’ was killed by it... Now, an Enter Void Realm second level powerhouse, in its presence, can’t escape death either!"

"Where did Wyatt Barnes get this demon beast? If I had such a demon beast, wouldn’t I be able to go wherever I wanted without fear?"

"Stop dreaming! With your little talent and strength, do you think that demon beast would follow you?"

...

The auditorium around the Prisoners’ Duel was buzzing again.

The elderly man in charge of hosting the ’Prisoners’ Duel’ was hovering in the air, his body trembling, his face pale to the extreme.

The ringmaster of their prisoners’ duel, a more powerful existence than him.

In an instant, he was killed by the little golden mouse next to Wyatt Barnes?

At this moment, his heart was filled with terror.

’Enter Void Realm second level’ fell at the hand of the little golden mouse, let alone him, an ’Enter Void Realm first level’...

"No... it’s impossible... how could this be?!"

In the sky above the Prisoners’ Duel, Constant Graham kept shaking his head, unwilling to believe this was true.

"Constant Graham!"

Just then, a cold voice rang out, startling Constant Graham, and his face changed drastically.

"Your words just now, I return them back to you... ten kowtows in exchange for your life! Otherwise, you will surely die."

Wyatt Barnes looked at Constant Graham, his gaze extremely cold as he spoke each word.

At his words, Constant Graham’s body trembled.

He was to kowtow and beg for his life?

With the tens of thousands of spectators around the prisoners’ duel, his body suddenly shook.

His dignity wouldn’t allow him to do this!

"I’ll give you ten breaths to consider... ten breaths later, if you have not knelt in front of me begging for mercy, I will kill you!"

Wyatt Barnes’ voice was filled with cold murderous intent.

"Squee squee~~"

The little golden mouse perched on Wyatt Barnes’ shoulder also turned to look at Constant Graham, calling out a few times as if cheering for Wyatt Barnes.

The little golden mouse’s cries made the old man who was planning to step in stop in his tracks.

The old man looked at the little golden mouse, his eyes filled with terror.