Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1483: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada

Wyatt Barnes had often imagined what it would be like to break through to the Peak of the Mortal Realm, pondering how many Sacred Veins he could open, wondering if he would be able to open all of them.

All of the Sacred Veins added up to ninety-nine in total.

Yet, when he truly broke through to the Peak of the Mortal Realm, he suddenly became calm.

"Sacred Veins..."

After opening the Sacred Veins he had intended, Wyatt began to look inward, observing the Sacred Veins within his body.

Now that he had broken through to the Peak of the Mortal Realm, it also meant that the Sacred Veins in his body were completely formed—they would never increase again, hence the heaviness in his heart.

It was precisely because of this heaviness that, while opening the Sacred Veins, he hadn’t actually counted how many additional Sacred Veins he had created after reaching the Peak of the Mortal Realm.

Had he counted, he would have already known and wouldn’t have felt so apprehensive now.

But when he finally counted the total number of Sacred Veins within his body, the burden pressing against his heart abruptly disappeared.

"Nine... ninety-nine! This... this..."

The first time he counted the number of Sacred Veins inside him, Wyatt was overwhelmed with joy.

This was something he had often dreamt about during countless sleepless nights, something he had longed for in his heart.

Now that it had come to pass, he felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted.

Ninety-nine Sacred Veins—Wyatt understood full well what that implied.

It meant that the number of Sacred Veins within him had reached the ultimate limit.

Even the legendary Great Sage Equal to Heaven, the "Monkey King," or the one who had once suppressed the Monkey King beneath Five Finger Mountain, had not managed to form as many Sacred Veins as Wyatt had.

"Let’s count again."

After his initial excitement, Wyatt still felt as if he were dreaming. He counted again immediately: "No mistake! It’s ninety-nine! Let’s count once more..."

After counting several times in succession, Wyatt finally confirmed it—he had indeed opened ninety-nine Sacred Veins!

"Elder Fire!"

Wyatt took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart somewhat, and then went to find Elder Fire.

When Elder Fire heard that Wyatt had opened ninety-nine Sacred Veins, he was momentarily dazed, even uncharacteristically uncertain as he asked, "Are you sure you’ve opened ninety-nine Sacred Veins?"

Since Wyatt had known Elder Fire, it was the first time he had seen him so shaken.

For a moment, Wyatt couldn’t help but feel amused internally.

"Elder Fire, do you want to verify it yourself?"

Wyatt asked with a smile.

Elder Fire didn’t stand on ceremony. His hand moved like lightning to clasp Wyatt’s wrist, and before Wyatt had a chance to react, he withdrew his hand, muttering, "It really is ninety-nine Sacred Veins... Are you even human?"

In the end, Elder Fire looked at Wyatt as if he were staring at some kind of monster.

At this moment, Wyatt’s attention was elsewhere.

Moments ago, when Elder Fire’s hand touched his wrist, Wyatt felt as if an electric current had surged through his entire body. That current dissipated before he could fully register it.

At the same time, Elder Fire retracted his hand.

Elder Fire’s power left Wyatt once again in awe.

"What a pity that Elder Fire cannot leave the Jewel Tower, nor can he intervene with anything outside the Jewel Tower... Otherwise, he would be a tremendous ally of mine!"

Wyatt felt regretful in his heart.

After opening ninety-nine Sacred Veins, Wyatt had formed all the Sacred Veins he intended to form.

Now, not only had his hearing improved, but so had his eyesight and even his sense of smell, enhanced to an incredibly exaggerated degree.

Having opened ninety-nine Sacred Veins, Wyatt was confident that even without relying on Saint Markings, the Mysterious Eye, or Sacred Artifacts, he could reign supreme within the Mortal Realm.

The power granted to him by ninety-nine Sacred Veins was not something to be underestimated.

"With my current strength, I now have a degree of self-preservation... It’s time to leave the Moon Radiance Sect and see the outside world."

Wyatt mused to himself.

On the very night he made this decision, in the dead of night, Wyatt quietly departed his courtyard, left the outer sect area, and ultimately left the Moon Radiance Sect’s premises.

Whoosh!

After leaving the sect grounds, Wyatt unleashed his speed, transforming into a streak of lightning that shot toward the distance.

His destination was Thames River City.

A month had passed since he first contemplated going there, and now that he had finally broken through to the Peak of the Mortal Realm, he was on his way to leave the Moon Radiance Sect.

From start to finish, he hadn’t told anyone. Everything proceeded in secrecy.

However, despite Wyatt’s discreetness, someone had still taken notice.

This observer was none other than Holden Yellow, an elder of the outer sect.

"After waiting patiently for so long, the prey has finally delivered itself... Wyatt Barnes leaves at night, all alone, likely without even Elder Baillie knowing!"

Near the Moon Radiance Sect’s mountain gate, Holden Yellow chuckled sinisterly, merging into the wind to pursue Wyatt.

Holden Yellow had mastered the art of concealing his trail, and even though Wyatt had been Earth’s most formidable Weapon King in his previous life with unparalleled counter-tracking skills, he failed to notice Holden Yellow’s pursuit and continued rushing forward.

Not until the sound of a rapid wind reached his ears did Wyatt realize something was amiss, his expression shifting dramatically.

In the instant his face changed, Wyatt suddenly noticed a figure appearing ahead, blocking his path. This was someone Wyatt was all too familiar with.

"Holden Yellow!"

Seeing the person in front of him, Wyatt’s expression darkened—he hadn’t expected his secretive departure to still be detected. freewebnσvel.cøm

Holden Yellow was one of the people Wyatt had crossed in the Moon Radiance Sect.

"Wyatt Barnes."

With Wyatt’s face clouded in gloom, Holden Yellow greeted him with a gleeful smile. "I’ve waited over two months and finally caught you leaving alone... Last time, you had Elder Trevor Baillie with you, and I couldn’t act. But this time, you’re dead for sure!"

As Holden Yellow finished speaking, True Energy surged above him. One coalesced into a massive blade, while the other transformed into a hulking beast that seemed neither leopard nor tiger.

Buzz!

The giant blade hovered in the air to Wyatt’s left, emanating an edgy aura.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

...

The beast stomped forward, each step shaking the void like thunderclaps exploding.

In the blink of an eye, the beast stood to Wyatt’s right, glaring at him menacingly, as if ready to pounce and devour him whole.

"True Energy Weapon Formation, True Energy Beast Formation."

Seeing this unfold, Wyatt’s expression turned grim as he murmured under his breath.

"You’re quite perceptive, to recognize my True Energy Weapon Formation and Beast Formation techniques,"

Holden Yellow sneered. "But after today, the so-called ’First Genius of the Outer Sect’ praised for your Martial Dao talent will transform into mere dust within the Martial Dao Sacred Land... In a year or two, perhaps no one will even remember you."

"Holden Yellow, as I recall, there’s no deep hatred between us, is there?"

Wyatt narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Our dispute only stems from a gamble we had back then... A gamble that I never forced you into; you placed your bet willingly. You lost—that’s your problem. What does it have to do with me?"

"It’s pointless to talk about this now."

Holden Yellow replied coldly, "After tonight, Wyatt Barnes will forever vanish from this world... No one will know I killed you. If you have another life, remember this: some people you cannot afford to provoke."

"If I return your thirty-plus thousand merit points to you, would you spare my life?"

Wyatt asked sharply.

"Hahahaha..."

Hearing Wyatt’s words, Holden Yellow laughed loudly, looking at Wyatt as if he were some naive fool. "Wyatt Barnes, you’re far too innocent! After killing you, your crystal card will be mine, and I’ll have however many merit points I want!"

"Besides, you’re now Elder Baillie’s junior disciple. Surely he’s gifted you a Sacred Artifact engraved with three-star Saint Markings? Let me guess... This Sacred Artifact in your possession has at least two three-star Saint Markings, correct?"

At this moment, Holden Yellow’s gaze toward Wyatt resembled more that of someone eyeing a priceless treasure than a fellow human being.

Staring back at Holden Yellow, Wyatt’s expression remained icy.

What he had said earlier was merely a test of Holden Yellow’s intentions.

He didn’t have thirty-plus thousand merit points in his possession.

The crystal card in his hand contained only ten thousand merit points for emergencies.

"Holden Yellow, you guessed wrong."

Wyatt said coolly.

"Wrong?"

Holden Yellow sneered, "Wyatt Barnes, at this point, what kind of trick do you think you can pull? Do you honestly believe you’ll escape alive after tonight?"

"What trick could I have up my sleeve?"

Wyatt replied, "I merely want to tell you that the Sacred Artifact I hold doesn’t just have two three-star Saint Markings—it has three... But even if you took it, would you dare use it?"

As he finished speaking, Wyatt smirked mockingly.

Holden Yellow’s eyes had been filled with greed ever since Wyatt mentioned the Sacred Artifact with three three-star Saint Markings.

Upon hearing Wyatt’s last line, Holden Yellow scoffed, "Do you think, after killing you and obtaining this Sacred Artifact, I would still have a reason to remain in the Moon Radiance Sect?"

"Even if I stayed temporarily, it would only be to divert suspicion... In the end, I would leave for sure."

A Sacred Artifact engraved with three three-star Saint Markings was enough to make Holden Yellow decide to leave the sect entirely.

Holden Yellow had made up his mind.

"It seems that you’ve been planning this for quite some time, even preparing your ’escape route.’"

Wyatt looked at Holden Yellow deeply and said calmly, "But are you really so sure you’ve got me cornered today?"