Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 968: Overpowering Marshall Tyler

Chapter 968: Chapter 968: Overpowering Marshall Tyler

"You haven’t died yet, how could I, Marshall Tyler, possibly be dead?!"

Marshall Tyler sneered, "Wyatt Barnes, it seems we really are bound by a fateful enmity, to meet even here... Today, I, Marshall Tyler, will settle all our past grudges with you!"

"I, Marshall Tyler, want you to have no place to be buried today!"

As he spoke, Marshall Tyler’s face was filled with confidence and his eyes burst with a murderous intent.

In that instant, he transformed into a bloodthirsty beast, ready to pounce at Wyatt Barnes at any moment.

No place to be buried?

Marshall Tyler’s confident words caused Wyatt Barnes to be taken aback for a moment, wondering where such confidence came from.

It was not until his spiritual power reached out that he got the answer he was looking for.

"Transforming Void Realm First Level... has this Marshall Tyler actually broken through to the ’Transforming Void Realm First Level’?!"

Upon discovering Marshall Tyler’s level of cultivation, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but inhale sharply, his eyes revealing a hint of barely perceptible horror.

He knew Marshall Tyler’s level of cultivation.

Back when they had first entered the ’Martial Emperor’s Secret’, although Marshall Tyler had displayed considerable strength, it was mainly reliant on two types of ’Void Realm’ mastery.

His level of cultivation was only at the ’Cave Void Realm Seventh-Order’.

How long had it been, and Marshall Tyler had leaped across three levels to break through to the ’Transforming Void Realm First Level’?

"That’s not right!"

Just as Wyatt Barnes felt an inexplicable shock, a sudden insight flashed in his mind, thinking back to the ’reason’ he found this place.

"This Marshall Tyler, hiding in such a secluded little cave... was he cultivating there?"

"To leap across three levels in such a short time and break through to the ’Transforming Void Realm First Level’! Could it be that he got the ’Three-Colored Fruit’?"

At this thought, Wyatt Barnes’s pupils couldn’t help but contract.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

At that moment, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but recall, in the damp cave where he found the ’Tricolor Tree’, the wounds on those two corpses had been made by the same person.

The weapon used by the assailant was a spear!

And Marshall Tyler used a ’spear’.

"It seems, it really is such a coincidence... Not only are Marshall Tyler and I bound by a fateful enmity, but even the thing I’ve been searching for over a dozen days is with him."

Thinking this, Wyatt Barnes’s gaze toward Marshall Tyler grew a few degrees colder.

"You want to see me with nowhere to be buried, just bring it on! I will show you that just as I made you flee desperately that day, today I can still kill you."

Wyatt Barnes sneered back in response to Marshall Tyler’s provocation, his face filled with disdain.

"Haha... Wyatt Barnes, do you really think I’m still the same as I was?"

Seeing the disdain on Wyatt Barnes’s face, Marshall Tyler couldn’t help but laugh wildly, the laughter escalating into something chillingly ferocious toward the end.

"Today, let me, Marshall Tyler, send you off! Wyatt Barnes, in your next life, remember well not to provoke me, Marshall Tyler!"

As Marshall Tyler spoke sharply, the moment the words fell, a seven-foot-long spear appeared in his hand, his Second-Grade spirit spear.

No sooner had the spirit spear appeared than it was enveloped by milky white Origin Force intertwined with the ’Power of Fire’, transforming into a vast flame that appeared as a fire dragon roaming around the spear.

Soon, the ’Momentum Wind’ transformed into a gale that surged into the fire dragon, causing it to grow in size and emit an even stronger aura.

Fire borrowing the wind’s strength!

Whoosh!

Above the void, the power of heaven and earth stirred, a celestial phenomenon occurred, eventually gathering into more than one thousand and fifty ancient Horned Dragon phantoms, winding down with an imposing momentum.

Back when Marshall Tyler was at the ’Cave Void Realm Seventh-Order.’

He could, by using the ’Third High-Level Momentum Wind’, the ’First High-Level Power of Fire’, and the method of ’Fire borrowing the wind’s strength’, in conjunction with the Second-Grade spirit spear, exert the strength of eight hundred seventy-six ancient Horned Dragons.

Now, with his cultivation breaking through to the ’Transforming Void Realm First Level’, unleashing all his Origin Force, it was comparable to the strength of two hundred ancient Horned Dragons.

This was an increase of a hundred ancient Horned Dragons in strength compared to when he was at the ’Cave Void Realm Seventh-Order’.

Adding the ’78%’ amplifying power of the Second-Grade spirit spear, he had an extra one hundred seventy-eight ancient Horned Dragon strength compared to before.

Thus, with Marshall Tyler’s cultivation having broken through to the ’Transforming Void Realm First Level’, his full-force attack now was comparable to the strength of more than one thousand and fifty ancient Horned Dragons!

With the Second-Grade spirit spear in hand, Marshall Tyler’s face was brimming with confidence.

In his view, when Wyatt Barnes went all out in the past, it was just comparable to the strength of one thousand ancient Horned Dragons, which was an entire fifty-plus ancient Horned Dragons less than he had now.

He could kill Wyatt Barnes easily!

"Wyatt Barnes, die!"

Marshall Tyler’s eyes turned cold, his face filled with murderous intent as he bellowed, and the Second-Grade spirit spear in his hand, entwined with the forces of wind and fire, suddenly shook and thrust at Wyatt Barnes.

Swish!

As Marshall Tyler’s figure flashed out, the spirit spear vibrated, and a vast spear light enveloped him like a meteor shower, directly targeting Wyatt Barnes.

"You are not the you from before... could it be, you think I am still the me from before?"

Facing the overwhelming spear light sweeping toward him, Wyatt Barnes remained calm, speaking indifferently, unflustered even with calamity falling before him.

"Just bluffing!"

Seeing Wyatt Barnes unfazed by his own strike containing the power of more than one thousand and fifty ancient Horned Dragons, a sharp gleam flickered in Marshall Tyler’s eyes, and the power on his Second-Grade spirit spear surged anew.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

The sky full of fire-wind spear light, like rain pouring down, completely enveloped Wyatt Barnes in its clutches, clearly intent on annihilating him.

"Whether I am bluffing or not, you will soon find out!"

A mocking smile played at the corners of Wyatt’s lips as he raised his hand to reveal a sword, a sword faintly emitting a destructive aura, an Emperor Grade spirit sword.

The moment the Emperor Grade spirit sword appeared, Wyatt’s Origin Force surged, instantly transforming into a mix of purple lightning and blue winds wrapped around an earthy yellow force, entirely merging into the Emperor Grade spirit sword.

Hum!

In an instant, the sword light on the Emperor Grade spirit sword soared, emitting a series of clear, ringing sword cries.

At the same time, the force between heaven and earth above Wyatt’s head in the void stirred, starting to brew and condense into a celestial phenomenon.

Before the celestial phenomenon could fully take shape, Marshall Tyler’s overwhelming spear light attack had already arrived, striking directly towards Wyatt with ferocious momentum.

As the spear light passed, it triggered not only a series of piercing wind howls but also stirred up countless rolling air waves, causing a fierce windstorm inside the cave and filling the air with dust.

The violent wind surged out, making Wyatt’s purple clothes flutter elegantly.

Facing the incoming tempest, Wyatt remained unfazed.

His gaze was fixed on the overwhelming spear light falling towards him.

At that moment, in his eyes, the world seemed to consist only of these spear lights.

"Die!"

Just as Wyatt was enveloped by the myriad spear lights and about to be obliterated, a reckless smile emerged on Marshall’s face as he yelled excitedly, his second-grade spirit lance continuing to surge with force!

However, the next moment, the smile on his face completely solidified.

He clearly saw that, faced with his barrage of spear lights, Wyatt moved, his sword flashing out like lightning, and wherever the sword passed, the spear lights were completely shattered.

"Impossible!!"

Seeing this, Marshall shook his head in panic, unwilling to believe what was happening before his eyes.

When he inadvertently saw above Wyatt’s head in the void, the now fully-formed phantom of twelve hundred ancient Horned Dragons.

He was stunned, completely taken aback.

He had never imagined that within such a short period of time, Wyatt’s improvement would surpass his own!

The strength Wyatt now displayed was, compared to the last time, equivalent to an additional two hundred Horned Dragons’ force, far beyond his own progress.

Of course, Marshall was unaware that Wyatt, now displaying the force of twelve hundred Horned Dragons, was still holding back.

Otherwise, if he were to borrow the "Power of the Earth" using the Ground realm, he could add another fifty Horned Dragons’ force, which was half the power of his current mastery of the Ground realm.

Whoosh!

With one sweep of his sword, without using any martial techniques, Wyatt effortlessly shattered spear lights that were overwhelming him from every direction, as if it were child’s play.

In the face of absolute power, even the most sophisticated martial techniques are useless!

At this moment, the power contained in Wyatt’s sword was a full one hundred and forty more ancient Horned Dragons’ force than Marshall’s entire strength.

The two were not on the same level.

"Marshall!"

Having annihilated the myriad spear lights, Wyatt’s Emperor Grade spirit sword continued swiftly towards Marshall without reduction, still without using any martial techniques.

Whoosh!

A sword came from the west, bearing the force of twelve hundred ancient Horned Dragons, causing the air around it to tear and creating a series of piercing explosive sounds, air waves, and fierce winds sweeping around.

Whoosh!

Facing Wyatt’s sword, Marshall dared not be negligent, his face tensed as he met it with his lance.

The forces of wind and fire surged on his lance, the lance light sweeping out like a Divine Dragon opening its maw wide, attempting to swallow Wyatt’s sword.

Clang!

Finally, Wyatt’s sword collided with Marshall’s lance, and the two terrifying forces collided, releasing a fearsome boom.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

A series of thunderous explosive sounds erupted, stirring up rolling air waves, with fierce winds sweeping in all directions, ravaging the entire cave without exception.

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!

...

Marshall’s face turned extremely pale, his body suddenly trembling, and from where he stood, numerous cracks spread out, resembling a fearsome spider web.

Conversely, Wyatt stood low in the sky, his face calm, casually resting his Emperor Grade spirit sword against the tip of Marshall’s second-grade spirit lance.

"Get lost!"

Suddenly, Wyatt bellowed, the force in his Emperor Grade spirit sword surged instantly, overwhelming and engulfing Marshall completely.

Boom!

The next moment, Marshall, along with his spear, was sent flying, harshly crashing into the cave’s wall.

After hitting the ground, he barely managed to steady himself by propping his spirit lance on the ground.

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