Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 647: Three Bodies

Chapter 647: Chapter 647: Three Bodies

Through his keen spiritual force, Wyatt Barnes was certain that the three people following him were the same ones from three months ago.

It seemed they were sent by the Madam Clan Chief and Second Young Master of the Graham Clan.

As for their purpose, Wyatt had a vague guess that they were after his life.

"Since you guys are so patient, waiting for three months...I might as well entertain you."

Wyatt stood outside the Black Stone Mansion, a devilish grin gracing his lips.

Of course, the three people hiding in the shadows would never be able to see Wyatt’s current grin.

Then, Wyatt pretended to be a passerby and departed from the Black Stone Mansion.

Clearly noticing that the three of them, like leeches, trailed behind him the moment he left.

Before long, Wyatt entered a deserted alley.

Aside from Wyatt, there was no one else in the alleyway.

Just then.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three harsh gusts of wind attacked Wyatt almost instantly.

Within seconds, Wyatt was surrounded by three men dressed in black, much like being caught in an inescapable net.

Wyatt seemed unperturbed by the sudden appearance of the three men.

This situation was within his expectations.

"If I am not mistaken, you three were sent by the Madam Clan Chief and the Second Young Master of the Graham Clan."

Wyatt glanced at the black-clad men and said slowly.

The expressions of the three men in black didn’t change, almost as if they didn’t hear Wyatt’s words at all.

However, Wyatt, possessing keen observation, saw a glint of surprise deep in their eyes.

"Just as I thought, it is them!"

Now, Wyatt had confirmation.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the man in black on Wyatt’s left shouted.

Almost instantly, he moved, akin to a hungry tiger, pounced towards Wyatt.

The man’s two companions also followed suit.

Woosh! Woosh! Woosh!

The moment the three men moved, the illusion of eleven ancient Horned Dragons appeared above their heads.

At this moment, the three of them neither used spiritual tools nor realms.

This meant that the three men’s real level was at the Eight Level of the Void Realm.

Wyatt wasn’t surprised by the level of cultivation they displayed.

This was because, three months ago, when Wyatt first discovered their existence, he had used his spiritual force to examine their level of cultivation.

Three Void Realm Level Eights.

Back then, Wyatt was only at the Fifth Level of the Void Realm. Even with his Emperor Grade spiritual tools, it would have been hard to kill them.

Even if Wyatt had used his spiritual force, two Orders higher than his cultivation level, to the Seventh Order, and displayed the Soul Technique ’Illusion’, he wouldn’t be able to deal with them.

So, at the time, Wyatt pretended not to notice them.

After all, he was protected by Prince Yakim in the Black Stone Mansion, so he didn’t worry about them breaking in.

But now, his cultivation had broken through to the Sixth Level of the Void Realm, and his spiritual force had also broken through to the Eighth Level of the Void Realm...

"Three Void Realm Level Eight martial artists, none are Inscription Masters."

Wyatt had confirmed this three months ago.

If there were any Inscription Masters among the three of them.

When Wyatt examined them with his spiritual force three months ago, they certainly would have noticed.

However, they completely ignored Wyatt’s spiritual force. Thus, it was clear that none of them were Inscription Masters.

Facing the aggressively advancing Void Realm Level Eight martial artists, Wyatt’s eyes narrowed, a trace of ’mystery’ flickering within them.

The next moment.

Illusion!

Wyatt’s spiritual force instantly integrated into the ’soul branding’ deep within his soul, casting his exclusive Soul Technique.

An elusive ’illusionary realm’ was built by Wyatt. It swept out, covering an area of ten meters around him.

At the same time, the three men, who had taken out their spiritual tools, and were using their ’realms’, entered the illusionary realm one after another.

In Wyatt’s view, the three men changed their focus to each other as soon as they moved closer to him, fiercely fighting one another.

At this time, Wyatt leisurely walked to one side of the deserted alley, contentedly watching the three carnage unfold.

It was a brutal fight, and within moments, one of them was severely wounded by the combined efforts of the other two.

"Ah!"

A scream resonated as the injured man was killed by the other two.

Watching one of the men in black fall in a pool of blood, Wyatt watched dispassionately.

Although he had no prior dealings with these men.

If they intended to kill him, he naturally wouldn’t show mercy.

After all, what goes around, comes around!

Meanwhile, the remaining two continued their fight.

Half an hour later, another one was killed.

The last one was critically injured, lying on the brink of death and using his Spirit Blade to support himself. It was clear that he wouldn’t last long.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

Seeing that the man posed no more threat, Wyatt clapped his hands and simultaneously withdrew the illusionary realm created by the Soul Technique ’Illusion’.

At the same time, the severely injured man in black found himself out of that mystifying place and back in the remote alleyway.

At one glance, he saw his two companions lying in pools of blood, his face contorting with shock.

Soon, he realized something utterly terrifying.

The wounds on his companions were too familiar...

Immediately, his gaze fell onto the spiritual blade in his hand.

Fresh blood was still dripping from it.

"Was it... was it me?"

The man’s face turned pale, his pupils contracted, his body trembled compulsively, refusing to believe that this was reality.

"Yes, it was you."

As he spoke, a calm voice happened to reach the man’s ears, causing his face to change once again.

"How... could it be... No... Impossible!"

Turning his head, the man saw Wyatt Barnes standing idly nearby, seemingly unscathed. He shook his head in disbelief and terror.

In his eyes,

Everything in front of him couldn’t be real!

He had just killed the same man twice...

Yet now, that man was inexplicably alive, and his two companions lay dead instead.

"Nothing is impossible."

Wyatt gave the man a faint glance, seemingly seeing through his disbelief. He slowly said, "In this world, there are many things you will not understand... just like what happened a moment ago."

"Perhaps, you have no idea how you suddenly ended up in another place or why I came back to life after you killed me once... In the same vein, you never expected, the two men you killed were your own companions."

Every word spoken by Wyatt seemed to transforms into a sharp blade, piercing through the man’s chest.

The man’s trembling grew more severe.

Now, the young man standing before him, wearing a faint smile, was nothing less than a devil in his eyes, "Demon... you... you’re a demon! A demon!"

"A demon? Perhaps."

A faint, ambiguous smirk appeared on the corners of Wyatt’s lips.

"Demon! I’ll kill you!"

The man in black struggled to charge at Wyatt, intent on killing him.

Alas, the moment he took a step, without the support of his spiritual blade, his body gave way, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

His injuries were too severe.

"If there is an afterlife, remember not to be someone else’s pawn... Only by becoming a superior person, can you control your own destiny."

As Wyatt spoke leisurely, the Origin Force in his hand solidified into a three-foot-long blade. With a simple hand gesture, he ended the man’s life.

"Since you wanted to play, then I’ll play along."

After the three-foot-long blade of the Origin Force in Wyatt’s hand dissipated, he abruptly turned his gaze towards the direction of the Graham Mansion. An icy chill spread over his face.

Immediately after, Wyatt stripped the belt from the man in black, using it to bind the three corpses together.

In the next moment, Wyatt lifted off the ground, dragging the three bodies behind him.

Whoosh!

Even though he was dragging three bodies, Wyatt still moved swiftly, transforming into something akin to wind. In no time, he arrived at the main entrance of the Graham Mansion.

"Young Master Wyatt."

Upon Wyatt’s arrival, several guards of the Graham Family—who were standing by the entrance—solemnly greeted him.

Wyatt responded to the guards with a friendly nod, leaving them with a pleasant feeling.

"Young Master Wyatt is very polite."

"Worthy of being Young Master’s friend, neither arrogant nor impatient."

...

The guards exchanged whispers, expressing their admiration for Wyatt.

"Are those... three corpses?"

Soon, one of the sharp-eyed guards noticed that Wyatt was, shockingly, dragging three stacked bodies, which he threw at the entrance of the Graham Mansion.

"What is Young Master Wyatt trying to do?"

For a moment, the guards turned pale, a prickling sensation taking over them.

Wasn’t the young man in the purple robe a friend of their Young Master?

Bringing corpses for a visit wasn’t something a friend would do, was it?

"Do you recognize these three men?"

Wyatt looked at the guards, a smile playing on his lips as he asked.

However, at this time, his smile appeared more devilish to the guards.

Nevertheless, the guards couldn’t resist shifting their gaze to the three corpses.

In an instant, one of them changed his expression.

"Aren’t they... the Madam’s guards?"

"Yes, they are! I remember, they all came here as dowry when Madam got married."

...

A few of the Graham guards recognized the deceased almost instantly.

"They were all ’Enter Void Realm: Level Eight’ warriors... who could have killed them?"

"Between the Madam, the Second Young Master, and Young Master Wyatt... could it be... "

Soon, several of the Graham guards were looking at Wyatt with fear in their eyes.

Though they didn’t believe that Wyatt had the ability to kill three warriors of the ’Enter Void Realm: Level Eight’,

Who knew if these three were killed by the powerhouses behind Wyatt?