Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 950: Second-Rate Forces

Chapter 950: Chapter 950: Second-Rate Forces

"Perhaps... we can’t go in together."

Facing Winnie Romero’s call, Wyatt Barnes shook his head.

"Why?"

Winnie Romero was taken aback, her pretty face full of confusion.

Including Brady Yellow and other disciples from the Five Elements Sect and Blade and Sword Sect, they all looked at Wyatt with puzzled expressions, not understanding what Wyatt meant.

"I’ve investigated the ’dark fog’ around here... Inside it, there are many ’Illusion Arrays’ made of Inscriptions, more than I ever imagined!"

Wyatt took a deep breath, looking warily at the dark fog surrounding them and murmured, "The purpose of these ’Inscription Arrays’ is just one... To separate those who enter and scatter them across every corner of the ’Martial Emperor’s secret treasure’!"

Being someone who had integrated the memories of the Samsara Martial Emperor, he naturally knew the significance of the ’Inscription Arrays’ in the black fog.

Because in some of the ’games’ played by the Samsara Martial Emperor in the past, there were similar Inscription Arrays.

The main goal was to break up clustered individuals, scattering them in different locations to undergo a brutal survival test of survival of the fittest.

Only the last person standing would obtain the ’rewards’.

"So that’s how it is."

Winnie Romero suddenly realized.

Brady Yellow looked at Wyatt and said with a wry smile, "I was thinking of sticking close to you for added security... Now it seems that idea is going down the drain."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as Brady Yellow finished speaking, two figures swept out like the wind and in a moment, they had entered the dark fog surrounding the platform, disappearing from sight.

"It’s Senior Brother Jaxx and Senior Brother Demetrius!"

A disciple from the Five Elements Sect exclaimed in surprise.

"Let’s go."

Wyatt raised an eyebrow, stepped forward, and walked toward the dark fog surrounding the platform, ready to enter the ’Martial Emperor’s secret treasure’."

Winnie, Brady Yellow, Walter Simmons, and Brian Graham followed closely behind.

Soon, Wyatt found that a group of disciples from the Five Elements Sect and the Blade and Sword Sect seemed to not believe his words, as they closely followed the five of them, much to his helplessness.

"These guys... Do they really think I was lying to them just now?"

Wyatt couldn’t help but bitterly smile.

However, he said nothing more; as soon as the group entered the fog, they would naturally know that everything he had said was true.

In a short while, the group led by Wyatt marched mightily towards the dark fog surrounding the platform.

Wyatt was the first to step into the dark fog, vanishing from sight.

Winnie, Brady Yellow, Walter Simmons, and Brian Graham followed closely after.

Behind the four of them, groups of disciples from the Five Elements Sect and the Blade and Sword Sect followed one after another, all entering the dark fog and completely disappearing within it.

For a time, the vast platform surrounded by dark fog became deserted and empty.

After Wyatt entered the dark fog, he only saw a flash before his eyes, and then he found himself alone on a vast grassland.

The grassland was beautiful, lush, and stretched as far as the eye could see.

"Head to the northwest... At the end of the grassland is the real entrance to the ’Martial Emperor’s secret treasure’!"

At the same time, an aged voice clearly reached Wyatt’s ears, the message from the Martial Emperor who had left behind the ’Martial Emperor’s secret treasure’.

"It seems that inside the many ’Illusion Arrays’ constructed in the black fog, there are a few ’Sound Gathering Arrays’ as well."

Wyatt thought to himself.

Although he knew that everything before him was an illusion, Wyatt also understood that he had to follow the instructions of the Martial Emperor’s message.

Only by doing so, could he enter the real ’Martial Emperor’s secret treasure’.

This very moment, he, who was within the ’illusion’, was destined to part ways with others and go his separate ways.

"I should be able to practice Imperial Empty Flight here, right?"

Wyatt thought to himself.

No sooner had the thought occurred than he tried to step into the air. With a leap, he ascended, "Indeed!"

Upon discovering that the place wasn’t enveloped by an ’Air Restriction Array’, Wyatt couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Crossing such a vast grassland on foot wouldn’t pose a problem for him, but it would be much more taxing than flying.

"As expected of an ’Illusion’ constructed by the Inscription Arrays set by a Martial Emperor... It’s really solid!"

As Wyatt took off, he simultaneously extended his mental force, attempting to shake the ’illusion’ he was in, only to find that the illusion was unmoved.

He had been prepared for this, so he wasn’t surprised.

After all, it was an Inscription Array set up by a Martial Emperor. If he could really shake it, he would have been shocked.

"There shouldn’t be any trials in this illusion, should there?"

Wyatt wondered to himself.

Soon, not long after he had taken flight, a bitter smile couldn’t help but emerge on Wyatt’s face, "It seems I’ve jinxed it... Within the Inscription Array that constructed this ’illusion’, there are some mixed in Attack Inscriptions."

Almost simultaneously with Wyatt’s bitter smile, the air he passed through suddenly became filled with fierce wind. The immense gusts swept across the sky, enveloping Wyatt in their grasp.

The raging wind howled, and wave after wave of solid, cyan-colored wind blades pursued him like shadows, covering the sky as they swept towards him, as if seeking to tear him to pieces.

"Huff!"

Wyatt Barnes breathed a sigh of relief as his mental strength extended outward and sensed the intensity of the ’raging winds’ and ’wind blades’.

The strength of these raging winds and wind blades was, at most, equivalent to that of a Transforming Void Realm practitioner at the fifth or sixth level who had comprehended the ’wind realm’ of the fifth or sixth intermediate tier, posing no threat to him whatsoever.

Whoosh!

Wyatt Barnes’s gaze turned cold as he swept out a punch with all his strength, as earth-shattering as a rock blasting through the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Suddenly, a series of thunderous blast sounds erupted continuously, streaking across the sky and captivating the soul.

Boom!

A loud explosion burst forth as Wyatt Barnes’s punch, containing the force of eight hundred ancient Horned Dragons, slammed into the ’raging winds’ and the shadow-like ’wind blades’ trailing closely behind the winds.

At the First Level of the Transforming Void Realm, his Origin Force exploded forth, comparable to the power of two hundred ancient Horned Dragons.

The Second Layer of high-level wind realm was comparable to three hundred ancient Horned Dragons’ force.

Combining three kinds of Ninth Layer Imaginary Realms resulted in a force also equal to three hundred ancient Horned Dragons.

Such tremendous power swept out, pulverizing the ’raging winds’ and ’wind blades’ with ease, causing them to completely dissipate before Wyatt Barnes.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

After crushing the endless raging winds and wind blades, the force surging from Wyatt Barnes’s fist continued unabated, tearing through the sky and once again causing a series of piercing explosions.

It was not until the force completely vanished before Wyatt Barnes’s eyes that the surrounding void regained its calm.

"Awesome!"

Wyatt Barnes, who threw a full-powered punch, exhaled a satisfied breath.

His previous punch was without any reservation; his entire body’s Origin Force burst out, with four ’realms’ closely following, making his blood boil all over his body.

"Let’s go!"

After catching his breath, Wyatt Barnes continued to fly toward the direction mentioned by the Martial Emperor in his message, that is, the northwest, heading toward the true ’Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure’.

Along the way, Wyatt Barnes was intermittently disturbed by some Attack Inscription Arrays.

However, in the face of his overpoweringly strong force, all the powers that extended from the Inscription Arrays were blasted apart by his punch without any exception.

Having comprehended three kinds of Ninth Layer Imaginary Realms and one kind of Second Layer Transforming Void Realm, and achieving a breakthrough to the First Level of Transforming Void Realm, Wyatt Barnes stormed through the illusion like an unstoppable fierce beast.

"I wonder how the others are faring."

After ten days, Wyatt Barnes had still not entered the true ’Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure’ and couldn’t help but think of the others out of boredom.

He knew that the situation and experiences of others must be much like his own.

"The purpose of this ’Inscription Array’ is to place me into some corner of the ’Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure’... I’ve been rushing at full speed for ten days now, and I still haven’t reached my destination."

Upon this thought, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but give a wry smile.

However, he also knew that he had no other choice but to continue on his way diligently.

Only by doing so could he enter the true ’Martial Emperor’s Secret Treasure’.

In the Northern Desert, from the central region to the northern region, and to the west, south, and east of the Northern Desert, two different worlds were formed.

In the latter, Third-Rate Powers could be esteemed.

And in the former, which refers to the central region of the Northern Desert and the regions to the north of it, there are three powerful forces, the three giants of the Northern Desert.

Without exception, these three giants are all ’Second-Rate Powers.’

In the Cloud Skies Continent, every ’Second-Rate Power’ is a force brimming with strong individuals, and most importantly, they have ’Martial Emperor’ experts in charge, incomparable to any Third-Rate Power.

At the border between the central region and the regions to the north of the Northern Desert, there is a mountain range that cuts across the landscape, rarely visited by people, with scarcely a soul in sight for most of the year.

Today, however, there were quite a few people who had come here.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

Streams of swift figures came from the north, streaking through the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived above the crosscut mountain range.

There were a total of eleven people altogether.

The person in the lead was an old man with a cold face and a skinny frame, wearing gray clothes. As he flew through the air, streams of powerful wind were deflected not far from him, showing the depth of his cultivation.

Behind the gray-clothed old man, there were eight young men and two young women following him, all sharing one common feature: they appeared to be under forty years old.

"Elder, have we arrived too late?" asked a handsome young man in green clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a sheathed long sword on his back, who couldn’t help but ask.

"A few hours only... It doesn’t matter," replied the gray-clothed old man, shaking his head, seemingly unconcerned.

Shortly after, the gray-clothed old man dived down, leading the ten young men and women into the mountain range and hovering over a valley.

Above the valley, there were already two old men standing apart from each other, as if they had merged with the heavens and the earth.

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