Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 1497: Unplanned ’Accident

At this moment, Wyatt Barnes was truly in grave peril.

Enemies ahead, pursuers behind!

And in this critical moment, countless thoughts raced through Wyatt’s mind.

"Although my cultivation has broken through to the ’Entering the Saint Realm Mid-Stage,’ facing a Martial Artist at the Small Perfection of Entering the Saint Realm still puts immense pressure on me... And that old man from the Howard Family clearly isn’t an ordinary Small Perfection Martial Artist of the Saint Realm!"

Wyatt’s breakthrough in cultivation had sharpened his insight, allowing him to recognize the extraordinary nature of Koen Howard, who was attacking him.

"Furthermore, that old man is even activating the three ’Two-Star Saint Markings’ on his spiritual weapon... He’s determined to kill me!"

As for why Koen was so intent on killing him, Wyatt easily guessed the reason.

It was nothing more than fear that if Wyatt survived today, it would spell trouble for the Howard Family.

Wyatt was convinced that the moment this old man recognized the two Saint Markings on the bow in Wyatt’s hand, he had already confirmed Wyatt’s identity to some extent.

This realization led to a shift in the old man’s mindset.

Resolutely determined to kill him!

Only Wyatt’s death could ensure the Howard Family’s safety.

"You want me dead? You’re destined to be disappointed... Today, the only one who will die is you! As for the Howard Family, they are bound to pay for what they have done!"

Wyatt’s eyes suddenly narrowed, his sharp gaze locking onto Koen Howard, who was charging toward him, as he shouted.

His voice echoed like thunder in the ears of Koen Howard and Leslie Howard.

"How arrogant!"

Leslie scoffed, convinced that Wyatt’s claims were absurd ramblings. Did he really think that a mere Martial Artist at the Mid-Stage of Entering the Saint Realm could defeat someone at the Small Perfection of Entering the Saint Realm?

Moreover, the opponent he faced wasn’t just at the Small Perfection stage—he was someone who had half-stepped into the Full Perfection of Entering the Saint Realm.

"Arrogant youth!"

Koen Howard sneered, his massive axe slicing through the air, a ferocious strike aimed directly at Wyatt.

At the same time, swirling True Energy surrounded the giant axe, augmented by three strange forces.

These were the powers of the three ’Two-Star Saint Markings’ on Koen’s spiritual weapon, the giant axe.

Whish!!

Simultaneously, the dive-bombing giant eagle was mere inches away from Wyatt.

Time seemed frozen in that instant.

Amid the lightning flashes and thunderclaps, Wyatt fully unleashed the power of the Mysterious Eye he had long prepared, recklessly burning his own mental energy.

The Mysterious Eye was locked onto the diving giant eagle, a True Energy-condensed beast sent by Koen Howard.

This giant eagle, condensed entirely from Koen’s True Energy, was powerful enough to dominate even a Martial Artist at the Late Stage of Entering the Saint Realm. Its immense strength was self-evident.

Thus, Wyatt had never dared to take the giant eagle lightly.

The eagle was even more formidable than the giant axe condensed by Koen using True Energy manipulation techniques.

Now, with time pressing and the stakes high, Wyatt had no time to shoot another arrow, and Koen had no time to condense another giant axe.

"Die!!"

Koen’s pupils contracted as his gaze fell upon Wyatt, filled with cold indifference as if he were already staring at a dead man.

In Koen’s eyes, even without the True Energy-condensed weapon in the form of a giant axe, killing Wyatt was a trivial feat.

The giant axe was merely his weakest tool.

Mysterious Eye!

Spatial Displacement!

Just as the giant eagle dove and hurtled toward Wyatt, Wyatt activated the most heaven-defying ability of the Mysterious Eye.

With his current mental energy driving the Mysterious Eye, Wyatt might not be able to perfectly influence a Martial Artist at the Small Perfection of Entering the Saint Realm. However, influencing the True Energy-condensed beast of such a Martial Artist presented no difficulties.

With a single glance, Wyatt caused the giant eagle to change direction while simultaneously sidestepping to the side.

In an instant, the redirected giant eagle ferociously plunged toward Koen Howard, who had been attacking Wyatt from the opposite angle, without any hesitation.

This unexpected turn of events caught Koen entirely off guard.

Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine the giant eagle would suddenly veer out of control and target himself.

There was no time for him to consider anything else—his giant axe vibrated as it smashed the eagle into nothingness with effortless ease.

After all, the giant eagle was merely condensed from his own True Energy.

With a single thought from him, its momentum had already slowed, and under his attack, it shattered instantly.

"I don’t know what method you used to influence my True Energy-condensed beast, but even without it, your doom is inevitable today!"

After obliterating the giant eagle, Koen stared at Wyatt, launching another attack.

"Engage!!"

Just as Koen initiated another strike, Wyatt, who had been preparing for this moment, raised his hand and unleashed a Taoist Talisman toward Koen, shouting loudly to activate the power within the Talisman.

"Do you think a mere Talisman can threaten me?"

Koen sneered at Wyatt’s Talisman. Without even glancing at it, his colossal axe carved through the air, aimed directly at Wyatt with devastating power.

As for the Talisman’s force, Koen was confident he could easily destroy it.

This single attack would suffice.

From the start, Koen never imagined Wyatt would possess a ’Three-Star Attack Talisman.’

Within the Nine Sect Alliance territory, Three-Star Attack Talismans were exclusive to two forces and were never circulated publicly. Even in the black market, they were almost impossible to acquire.

These two forces were one of the Nine Great Sects, the Mysterious Rune Sect, and the Shadow Mountain black market.

Even among these factions, young individuals with Three-Star Attack Talismans were rarities.

Koen simply couldn’t believe he’d be so unlucky as to encounter such an adversary.

"Die! Die!"

From afar, Leslie Howard, hidden behind his ghost-face mask, could hardly contain his excitement as he seemingly envisioned the scene of Wyatt’s death and the wealth falling into his hands.

Boom!!

However, with a deafening explosion that shook the heavens, the expression hidden beneath Leslie’s mask froze completely.

His eyes revealed a fear that stemmed deep from within his soul.

What exactly had happened to elicit such terror from Leslie?

As the Talisman detonation unfolded, the distant void appeared subtly distorted.

Massive shockwaves churned as towering waves of energy swept outward, wreaking havoc in all directions.

Koen Howard, caught squarely in the range of the Talisman’s power, was not only disarmed of his spiritual weapon, the giant axe, but his entire body was torn to shreds before he could even let out a scream.

Chunks of flesh dissolved into a mist of blood under the repeated assault of the space-distorting waves.

All that remained was a solitary Storage Ring, falling quietly to the ground.

Koen Howard was dead.

Before he could even comprehend what had transpired, he had been killed.

"A mere Small Perfection Martial Artist dares to dismiss the strength of a Three-Star Attack Talisman... Tch, tch. It seems all members of the Howard Family share one trait: over-the-top arrogance, as if they were the masters of the universe."

Wyatt clicked his tongue disdainfully, casting a purposeful glance at Leslie Howard in the distance.

Except for the final ’unexpected twist,’ everything had unfolded according to Wyatt’s plan.

First, Wyatt unleashed an arrow at full strength to destroy Koen’s True Energy-condensed weapon. Then, using the Mysterious Eye, he redirected the beast’s attack.

Finally, the Three-Star Attack Talisman delivered the fatal blow to Koen Howard!

The power of a Three-Star Attack Talisman could unleash an attack equivalent to the full strength of a Saint Realm Martial Artist at Full Perfection.

Although Koen Howard was among the elites of Small Perfection Martial Artists of the Saint Realm, with one foot in the Full Perfection stage, he was still not a true Saint Realm Full-Perfection Martial Artist. He stood no chance of surviving a full-powered strike of that caliber.

In Wyatt’s eyes, the final ’unexpected twist’ was Koen getting killed outright.

Wyatt had anticipated that Koen might survive if he focused all his strength on deflecting the Talisman’s power—though gravely injured, he would still be at Wyatt’s mercy.

Contrary to expectations, Koen had outright ignored the Three-Star Attack Talisman, leading to his complete obliteration.

"G-Grandfather Mountain..."

Leslie stood frozen on the blood-soaked ground, stupefied.

In his eyes, the seemingly ’Undefeated War God’ Grandfather Mountain had died just like that?

"A Three-Star Attack Talisman, a Three-Star Attack Talisman... Who in the world is he? How could he possibly possess one?"

Even if Leslie were a fool, he understood now that he had underestimated Wyatt—tragically so.

Moreover, the iron wall he’d kicked against wasn’t merely formidable—it was something even the entire Howard Family wouldn’t dare provoke.

A shiver ran through Leslie’s body as he gasped sharply and regained composure.

He realized that lingering in this place would surely be tantamount to courting death.

Without hesitation, Leslie intended to flee.

But as soon as he turned, the cold voice of Wyatt rang out behind him, "Leslie Howard, if you don’t want to die, stay right where you are!"

Hearing Wyatt’s words, the face hidden underneath Leslie’s ghost mask stiffened once more.

He dared not make another move, standing frozen in place.

"You... You truly won’t kill me?"

Leslie’s voice trembled, and this time, he no longer bothered to disguise it with a rasp. He knew there was no point in hiding anymore.

Wyatt had already seized control of the situation.

Now, Wyatt held dominion.

"What’s wrong? Do you doubt my word?"

Wyatt sneered.

"No... Not at all! Not at all!"

For some reason, the sneer reminded Leslie of the scene where Koen Howard was obliterated by the Three-Star Attack Talisman, sending shivers down his spine and eliciting boundless fear.

Wyatt reached out and collected Koen’s spiritual weapon, the giant axe, and his Storage Ring. Then he approached Leslie.

"Remove your mask, unbind your Storage Ring, and hand it over to me... Don’t try anything stupid, unless you want to end up like that old man!"

Wyatt shot Leslie an icy glare as he spoke.