Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 818: Young Master Flame ‘Flame Graham’!

Chapter 818: Chapter 818: Young Master Flame ‘Flame Graham’!

"Who are these people? Their clothes are so strange."

"I’ve never seen such people before, not only have they shaved their heads bald, but they’ve also scarred their foreheads... They really must have too much time on their hands!"

"They claim to be ’monks’? And what does that ’Amitabha’ mean?"

...

Representatives and young talents of the major dynasties murmured among themselves.

They had never seen people dressed like this before.

Of course, a few representatives of the dynasties furrowed their brows, as if they had suddenly remembered something, and murmured:

"I’ve heard that there are some powerful sects outside the territory where everyone is bald and their heads are marked with scars... They avoid desires and meat, dedicating themselves to martial dao, their martial power is mysterious and profound!"

"Yes! I have heard about them too... Supposedly, ordinary people outside the territory call them ’Saint Monks,’ but warriors from outside territory generally refer to them as ’monks’."

"I never thought monks actually existed... I wonder if they truly avoid desires and meat! The thought of living without the pleasures of men and women, without fine meats, makes me uncomfortable just thinking about it."

...

The voices of several dynasty representatives clearly reached the others’ ears.

Monks?

They avoid desires and meat?

Aside from Wyatt Barnes, other representatives and young talents from the ten major dynasties were stunned.

"There are actually people like this... who avoid desires and meat, dedicated to martial dao, if they don’t become powerful warriors, then there truly is no justice in this world!"

"I wouldn’t want to be such a powerful person even if it were offered to me!"

"To each their own, naturally our thoughts differ."

...

For a time, the scene became noisy with the arrival of the three monks.

Looking at the three monks, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t contain his curiosity. His spiritual power swept out, first touching upon the young monk who was the weakest among them.

The young monk appeared to be about thirty-five years old, with delicate features and a calm gaze. He seemed aged beyond his years, as if he had seen through the worldly matters of life.

"Cave... Cave Void Realm, sixth level?"

Upon ascertaining the young monk’s cultivation, Wyatt Barnes’s pupils involuntarily shrank. He had never imagined that this monk, who was about the same age as most of the young talents from the ten major dynasties, was actually at the sixth level of the Cave Void Realm.

This was truly beyond comprehension!

"Where did these monks come from? If a young monk is so strong, then those two middle-aged monks must be..."

Before Wyatt Barnes could finish his thought, his spiritual power, which had started to reach toward the leading middle-aged monk ’Bright,’ suddenly halted, then vanished as if sinking into the sea.

"Young benefactor, it’s surprising that someone of your young age possesses such spiritual power accomplishments."

At the same time, a voice reached Wyatt Barnes’s ear—it was Bright’s voice.

Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but take a deep breath, his eyes filled with wariness.

He knew that this monk Bright must be a powerful warrior on the same level as Yael Zafar and Sword Thirteen, an existence above the ’Transforming Void Realm’ seventh-order.

Moreover, behind Bright, there must be a colossal entity that could stand on equal footing with Grimm Wolf Fortress and Blade and Sword Sect.

After giving Wyatt Barnes a friendly glance, Bright then looked at Blade Five, "Vice Sect Leader, it has been a long time. Are you well?"

"As well as a monk like you could expect."

Blade Five snorted, seemingly not too fond of Bright.

Bright did not get angry, and then turned to Thiago Relief, greeting him, "Vice Castle Master, your humble monk offers his respects."

"Bright, Pure, take that little bald monk with you and hurry away... Our Grimm Wolf Fortress doesn’t welcome you!"

Thiago Relief said sternly, at the same time, he glanced over at Sword Thirteen, as if to remind him of something.

"Bright, your intention is very clear to us... but Blade and Sword Sect and Grimm Wolf Fortress have already made an agreement, and your Cloud Sky Temple probably won’t be able to share in the profits."

Sword Thirteen looked at Bright, slowly saying.

His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable tone.

"Vice Sect Leader Sword, if your humble monk showed himself, then he naturally has confidence in intervening."

Bright said with a faint smile, his normally placid face tinged with a hint of self-assurance.

Upon hearing Bright’s words, whether it was Grimm Wolf Fortress’s Vice Fort Master Yael Zafar, Thiago Relief, or Blade and Sword Sect’s Sword Thirteen and Blade Five, their expressions changed instantly.

Simultaneously, they all looked up into the sky.

"Since you came, why hide and sneak around?!"

Yael Zafar said loudly.

Almost at the moment Yael Zafar’s words ended, from behind the clouds in the sky, a plainly dressed middle-aged man appeared, gliding into view.

The middle-aged man looked ordinary, but he exuded a formidable aura that seemed to keep others at bay, clearly indicating the uniqueness of his training.

The middle-aged man had a calm face, neither happy nor angry, with eyes that were so dull they seemed even more detached than the monks’.

"Magnus Patel!"

Upon seeing this plainly dressed middle-aged man, Yael Zafar and Thiago Relief’s faces visibly darkened, and even Sword Thirteen and Blade Five appeared displeased, obviously not expecting this person to come.

Whoosh!

The middle-aged man moved, gracefully descending from the air.

Behind him, in the clouds, another person appeared, a calmly faced, plainly dressed young man who closely followed the middle-aged man down.

"It’s him!"

As soon as the young man appeared, Wyatt Barnes’s pupils involuntarily shrank, and he looked on in shock.

He knew this young man and had even interacted with him before.

Yet, he never expected the man to appear here.

Shock and disbelief were not exclusive to Wyatt Barnes, even Marshall Tyler and Kase Dragonsmith were similarly aghast, as if they had seen a ghost.

"How can he be here?"

Both harbored the same thought in their hearts.

"Wyatt Barnes... he... wasn’t he one of the ’Five Young Masters’ of the Green Forest Royal Country, known as ’Young Master Flame’?"

Walter Simmons, standing beside Wyatt Barnes, asked somewhat hesitantly, not knowing when he had appeared there.

Walter Simmons remembered it distinctly.

Initially, when he participated in the ’Genius Competition’ of the Green Forest Royal Country, he had seen this unadorned youth descending from the sky, who seemed to be the Young Master Flame from the five great princes of the Green Forest Royal Country.

His name seemed to be ’Flame Graham’!

Youth Master Flame, Flame Graham!

He also remembered that during the ’Genius Competition’, of the five spots available, due to his arrival, Flame Graham was eliminated and couldn’t go to the Black Stone Empire to participate in the ’Empire’s Youth Talent Competition’.

This Flame Graham, shouldn’t he be living an obscure life back in the Green Forest Royal Country?

How could he possibly appear here?

Moreover, following a strong individual who even his master seemed to be somewhat wary of; an individual who invokes his master’s apprehension is undoubtedly a remarkable figure even ’outside territory’.

"Sect Leader Patel!"

Bright and Pure pressed their palms together in a salute and slightly bowed to the unadorned middle-aged man.

"Sect Leader?!"

Hearing what the two monks said, Sword Thirteen, Yael Zafar, Blade Five, and Thiago Relief were all taken aback.

Clearly, they all hadn’t expected the unadorned middle-aged man in front of them to have already become a ’Sect Leader’ of that Sect.

They were crystal clear about what this implied.

"Magnus Patel, have you... have you stepped into that realm?"

Blade Five drew in a breath of cold air. Although he had some suspicions, he couldn’t help but ask.

Magnus Patel looked towards Bright and Pure, nodded slightly, and then gazing at Blade Five, he spoke slowly, his voice calm and hollow, "Blade Five, it seems you haven’t made much progress these years?"

Blade Five’s face flushed with anger, yet he was rendered speechless.

If it were someone else, he would’ve struck with his blade long ago, but this unadorned middle-aged man before him was not someone he could contend with.

As someone from the same era, the halo around that person shone even brighter than his own disciple, ’Sword Thirteen’.

Sword Thirteen was considered the top figure of the Blade and Sword Sect in their time.

"Who are you? How dare you insult my master!"

Before Blade Five could react, Kase Dragonsmith, enraged, stepped forward, glaring at Magnus Patel.

In his heart, his master was beyond reproach and desecration.

Slap!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed, Kase Dragonsmith’s head jerked to the side, his face now bearing the scorching imprint of a hand.

At the same time, an unadorned young man appeared before Kase Dragonsmith, gazing at him expressionlessly.

The person who had just slapped Kase Dragonsmith was none other than him.

"Flame Graham, you’re courting death!"

Kase Dragonsmith, still dazed from the slap, became furious once he regained his senses, his face twisting into a fierce scowl. He swung his hand, brandishing his blade towards the man before him as if to cleave him in two.

Whoosh!

Kase Dragonsmith, fuelled by anger, attacked with all his might. Displaying his Second Level Cave Void Realm cultivation and the First Layer of blade realm mastery, combined with a third-grade spirit blade, he harnessed the power of seventy ancestral Horned Dragons from the forces of heaven and earth.

Facing the strike infused with the power of seventy ancestral Horned Dragons, Flame Graham remained expressionless, as if he hadn’t even noticed it.

Just when many believed Flame Graham would be bisected by Kase Dragonsmith’s strike.

Clang!

A loud clang reverberated, plunging the scene into dead silence.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Kase Dragonsmith’s full-force attack, charged with the power of seventy ancestral Horned Dragons, was caught by the unadorned youth barehanded.

Moreover, with just two fingers, the thumb and forefinger.

Wrapped in a layer of physically manifested ’Water Realm’, those two fingers pinched the blade, blocking Kase Dragonsmith’s wrathful strike.

"Hah!"

Kase Dragonsmith shouted explosively, attempting to withdraw his third-grade spirit blade only to find that Flame Graham’s hand was like a vice, preventing him from retrieving his blade.

"How is this possible?!"

For a moment, Kase Dragonsmith’s pupils contracted, shock written all over his face, disbelievingly staring at the expressionless Flame Graham before him, "You... how can you possibly possess such formidable strength?!"

At this moment, it wasn’t just Kase Dragonsmith who was shocked.

Wyatt Barnes, Marshall Tyler, and Walter Simmons, anyone who knew of Flame Graham’s past, were utterly astonished by the strength he was now displaying.

"Just a few years have passed... How could this Flame Graham possess such incredible power?"

As Wyatt Barnes gazed above Flame Graham’s head at the empty space, where the phantom of one hundred and fifty ancestral Horned Dragons danced, he felt his heart beating frightfully fast.

When he extended his spiritual sense, he probed into Flame Graham’s current cultivation.

"Cave... Cave Void Realm Sixth Order?!"

Wyatt Barnes’s face changed slightly, never having imagined that in just a few short years, Flame Graham could have achieved such an overwhelming level of cultivation.

The force of one hundred and fifty ancestral Horned Dragons.

With a cultivation at the Sixth Order of the Cave Void Realm accounting for eighty of those.

Meaning that Flame Graham had also comprehended the ’Second Layer Medium Stage of the Water Realm’.

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