Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1471: Three-Star Divine Travel Talisman

"Command!"

Almost at the same time Center Montes shouted "Command," another voice followed, also shouting "Command."

The latter voice came from Wyatt Barnes.

When Center Montes’s True Energy transmission stabbed into Wyatt’s eardrums, an ominous feeling surged in Wyatt’s heart, his whole being instantly becoming fully alert.

Seeing Center Montes pull out a Taoist Talisman, Wyatt understood the source of his confidence—it was clear Center Montes intended to use the talisman against him.

Of course, Wyatt believed Center Montes wouldn’t dare to kill him with the talisman.

But maiming him? That, Wyatt was certain Center Montes was willing to do.

Perhaps, that was exactly Center Montes’s true "goal"!

So, as Center Montes pulled out his Taoist Talisman, Wyatt raised his hand and grabbed one of his own talismans.

As Center Montes’s talisman shot directly at him and activated its power with a cry of "Command," Wyatt simultaneously shouted the same word, unleashing his own talisman’s strength.

Non-assault talismans don’t need to be thrown to be used.

In the void, the talisman Center Montes threw instantly detonated, transforming into four beams of razor-sharp light that shot towards Wyatt’s limbs, seemingly intent on tearing his arms and legs apart by sheer force.

If those beams succeeded, Wyatt would undoubtedly become a cripple without hands or feet!

The speed of the four cutting beams was so extreme that almost no one present could clearly follow them.

"A two-star attack talisman!"

Outer sect elder Holden Yellow was one of the few who could clearly track the trajectory of the beams. His gaze lit up as he identified the talisman Center Montes had used as being imbued with two-star attack Saint Markings.

The power within equaled the attack strength of a late-stage Entering the Saint Realm expert.

Other outer sect elders also had grim expressions, not expecting Center Montes to be so ruthless as to attempt crippling Wyatt with a talisman.

"Wyatt Barnes, after today, you’re destined to be a cripple!"

Outer sect steward Vein Weber’s face beamed with delight, as though he could already see the moment Wyatt’s limbs were severed.

If Wyatt was crippled, it would be an excellent outcome for him.

Even for his nephew, this would undeniably be good news.

But in the next moment, those who could follow the trajectory of the beams suddenly had frozen expressions.

Because as their eyes caught a brief flash, Wyatt disappeared right before them.

From start to finish, none of them could figure out how Wyatt had vanished.

"A three-star Divine Travel Talisman!"

Soon, one of the outer sect elders gasped first, reacting fastest.

He remembered hearing Wyatt shout "Command" earlier, deducing that Wyatt had also used a talisman.

The talisman enabling Wyatt to vanish before his eyes could only be a three-star or higher Divine Travel Talisman.

In the Moon Radiance Sect, the highest grade of Divine Travel Talisman available was "three-star."

Thus, he immediately concluded that Wyatt must’ve used a three-star Divine Travel Talisman.

Although a three-star Divine Travel Talisman is worth 300,000 merit points, unaffordable for most outer sect disciples...

Wyatt was no ordinary outer sect disciple. A month earlier, he’d already amassed nearly two million merit points, so buying a three-star Divine Travel Talisman wasn’t difficult.

Three-star Divine Travel Talisman!

Hearing the elder’s exclamation, both Holden Yellow and Vein Weber’s faces darkened instantly.

"Impossible!"

Meanwhile, in the Martial Arts Performance Field, seeing the four radiant beams unleashed by his talisman completely miss their target as Wyatt disappeared, Center Montes’s expression drastically changed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Nothing is impossible."

Just as Center Montes, carried by his momentum, steadied himself with difficulty, a voice so eerily calm it was terrifying sounded directly beside his ear.

Having used the three-star Divine Travel Talisman, Wyatt’s speed now rivaled an Entering the Saint Realm perfection-level expert. He appeared next to Center Montes like a specter.

Boom!!

Before anyone, including the outer sect elders, had time to react, Center Montes’s entire body was sent flying like an arrow released from its bow. He slammed harshly against the ground, utterly disgraced.

Slap!!

As Center Montes attempted to struggle to his feet, a crisp slap rang out, leaving a fiery handprint on his face.

"Wyatt Barnes, if you’ve got any guts, face me head-on! What kind of skill is sneaking around?"

Center Montes spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered teeth, spitting his words through gritted teeth.

His remarks left the onlookers with strange expressions.

Claiming Wyatt had the guts to face him head-on?

Calling Wyatt sneaky?

Moments earlier, wasn’t it Center Montes who first resorted to using a talisman?

"That Center Montes is truly shameless, daring to say such words! Right now, Wyatt Barnes is simply returning the favor, using Center Montes’s tactics against him."

A scoffing inner sect disciple glanced disdainfully at Center Montes, voicing his opinion.

His statement earned agreement from the other inner sect disciples.

Even many outer sect disciples nodded in support, believing Center Montes was merely reaping what he sowed.

"Head-on? Someone like you dares to say you’re worthy?"

Wyatt’s cold laughter echoed across the Martial Arts Performance Field, yet no one could spot his figure.

Having activated the three-star Divine Travel Talisman, Wyatt’s speed rivaled both Entering the Saint Realm perfection-level martial artists and Taoist cultivators, and could be sustained for a full fifteen minutes.

As long as he remained in motion, no one below inner sect elders could perceive his movements within the Moon Radiance Sect.

Even the outer sect elders only occasionally caught fleeting traces of his silhouette when he attacked.

Beyond that, they couldn’t make out Wyatt’s form.

Slap!!

Another crisp slap sounded as Center Montes’s other cheek swelled up, rendering his entire face swollen and pig-like, erasing any hint of his once-handsome features.

"Wyatt Barnes, how dare you humiliate me like this! Do you know who my master is?"

Center Montes roared.

"I couldn’t care less who your master is... All I know is, you tried to cripple me! Since that’s the case, I’ll cripple you in return."

Wyatt’s voice was icy, chilling Center Montes to the bone, who scrambled to plead, "I yield..."

He wanted to concede.

But before he could even utter the word "yield," another slap silenced him, forcing the unspoken word back into his throat.

Each time Center Montes tried to admit defeat, Wyatt slapped him again, interrupting him without fail.

Eventually, Center Montes resigned himself, no longer trying.

"Wyatt Barnes, as long as you don’t cripple me, I swear I’ll never oppose you again!"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Center Montes completely gave in.

He was terrified.

If Wyatt actually crippled him, his future would be utterly ruined.

Faced with a crisis threatening his own prospects, Center Montes had no choice but to lower his once-proud head.

"Never oppose me again?"

Wyatt sneered coldly, "Do you think I’d believe your words?"

At this moment, Wyatt had seized absolute control, his unmatched speed instilling fear deep within Center Montes.

In the world of martial arts, speed is everything.

Especially speed as absurd as Wyatt’s.

"I’ll swear an oath right now."

Terrified Wyatt might strike at any moment, Center Montes hurriedly pricked his finger, invoking the "Oath of Judgment" by swearing a blood vow to never oppose Wyatt again.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

...

Nine thunderclaps roared deafeningly, bearing witness to Center Montes’s vow.

"Quite the resolve!"

Wyatt chuckled coldly, "But today, you not only nearly crippled my limbs but also forced me to waste a precious ’three-star Divine Travel Talisman’... Do you think mere vows will settle this?"

"I can repay the three-star Divine Travel Talisman."

Center Montes took a deep breath and responded.

"Repaying the talisman is only fair... Beyond that, if you wish to keep your limbs intact, let’s see how sincere you can be."

Wyatt replied indifferently.

Though he longed to cripple Center Montes as vengeance, he knew that the real culprit behind this ordeal was "Evander Mullins." Deciding that maiming Center Montes wouldn’t resolve anything, Wyatt’s thoughts quickly turned to another approach.

Extortion!

"What do you want?"

Center Montes eyed Wyatt cautiously.

"One million merit points for your limbs."

Wyatt said calmly, "I believe your limbs are still worth that many merit points, aren’t they?"

One million merit points!

Wyatt’s demand caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Oh my goodness! Wyatt Barnes is so audacious! He directly asked for one million merit points from Center Montes."

Many inner sect disciples muttered in astonishment, clearly shocked by Wyatt’s words.

"I doubt Center Montes has that many merit points to spare, don’t you think?"

Several outer sect disciples whispered in disbelief.

Even the outer sect elders and stewards were surprised by Wyatt’s audacious demand.

One million merit points were beyond the immediate reach of any individual present.

Though he knew Wyatt’s demands would be steep, Center Montes hadn’t expected him to be so unreasonable, asking for one million merit points up front.

Instantly, Center Montes’s expression darkened, "I don’t have that many merit points."

"I know you don’t have that many merit points. Just let the person behind you foot the bill... I imagine he wouldn’t have any reason not to spend some coin to save your limbs, right?"

Wyatt sneered.

"Even if he doesn’t value your relationship, surely he’ll do something out of respect for your master, or for someone like you who serves him, won’t he?"

Wyatt conveyed this via True Energy transmission directly into Center Montes’s ears.

"You... You knew?!"

Center Montes was dumbfounded; Wyatt had clearly figured out exactly what was going on behind the scenes.

At that moment, defeat and humiliation overwhelmed Center Montes.

"Uncle, it seems you’ll have no choice but to hemorrhage some profit this time."

At this moment, helplessness and bitterness filled Center Montes’s heart.

"Swear another oath: by tomorrow, you’ll deliver one million merit points and a three-star Divine Travel Talisman to me. If you don’t fulfill the vow, you’ll be struck down by Thunder Punishment!"

Wyatt coldly swept his gaze across Center Montes.