Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 2383: Ignoring the Threat

"Kneel and kowtow? Or die?"

These words from Wyatt Barnes emanate from the three-foot cyan blade pointed at the head of the seven-claw golden dragon, accompanied by the relentless flickering of its sharp sword aura, giving an undeniable sense of authority!

Even Emperor Eli, upon hearing Wyatt Barnes’ words, couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine...

Now, only he can clearly perceive the terrifying presence of the three-foot cyan blade hovering before him, its sword aura capable of piercing through his body effortlessly...

Because of the power contained within it, it’s enough to rival the attack of a ’six-tribulation scattered immortal’!

"Wyatt Barnes, let’s move past that matter... You don’t need to kneel and kowtow to me."

Facing the three-foot cyan blade before him, Emperor Eli finally lowered his proud head.

"Hahahahaha..."

However, as Emperor Eli’s words fell silent, Wyatt Barnes’ laughter timely echoed from within the three-foot cyan blade floating in front of Emperor Eli, as if he’s heard the most ridiculous joke, and the laughter did not cease for quite a long time.

Whoosh!!

Almost at the moment Wyatt Barnes’ laughter stopped, the three-foot cyan blade floating before Emperor Eli swiftly swept by at a moderate pace...

At this moment, the trajectory cut through the sky by the three-foot cyan blade, even the weakest Fire Worship Sect high-level present could see it clearly!

Yet, it’s this moderate sweep of the three-foot cyan blade.

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by the painful roar of the seven-claw golden dragon, another section of the undulating thousands-meter-long body is severed!

This section is hundreds of meters long but it doesn’t threaten Emperor Eli’s life; it merely causes him soul-wrenching pain!

The body of a scattered immortal, though in a sense considered an ’energy body,’ can still feel pain.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

...

Under the gaze of all, Emperor Eli, transformed into the seven-claw golden dragon, radiates a surge of light.

Immediately following, his severed body quickly restores, including his dragon tail and claws, all returning to their original state!

However, after his body recovers, those present can clearly detect that Emperor Eli’s aura has become somewhat listless...

Evidently, restoring a scattered immortal’s damaged body requires consuming most of his power.

Phew!

And after Emperor Eli’s seven-claw golden dragon body is restored, another burst of golden light shines brightly, causing those present to squint once more.

When they reopen their eyes, they see the rapidly contracting burst of golden light, finally, the undulating thousand-meter-long seven-claw golden dragon has vanished, replaced by Emperor Eli’s human form...

Emperor Eli, once more assumes human form.

Whoosh!!

However, even though Emperor Eli takes human form, the three-foot cyan blade in the void follows him unceasingly, its sword aura flickering as it points at his forehead, poised to claim his life at any moment!

"Wyatt Barnes!"

Emperor Eli’s face turns gloomy, his throat moves, and he suddenly lets out a roar of anger, "Don’t be too overbearing!"

"Too overbearing?"

From within the three-foot cyan blade, Wyatt Barnes’ words continue to echo, sneering, "Shouldn’t I be the one to say that to you?"

"I’m done wasting words with you... Within ten breaths, if you don’t kneel and kowtow, you’ll perish here!"

After his sneer, Wyatt Barnes’ next words are even colder...

"Wyatt Barnes! My father is the Dragonsmith Clan’s Elder, a ’seven-tribulation scattered immortal’!"

Upon hearing Wyatt Barnes’ words, Emperor Eli’s pupils constrict as he mentions his ’father,’ intending to use his father to pressure Wyatt Barnes...

In his opinion:

His father, being a seven-tribulation scattered immortal, even though Wyatt Barnes possesses strength comparable to a six-tribulation scattered immortal, is no match for his father; logically, he should be afraid of his father!

"There are eight breaths remaining."

Just when Emperor Eli thought Wyatt Barnes would back down due to fear of his father, Wyatt Barnes’ voice reached his ears, shocking him. He didn’t recover for a long time.

This Wyatt Barnes, even after learning his father is a ’seven-tribulation scattered immortal,’ remains unmoved?

Doesn’t Wyatt Barnes fear his father taking revenge for him?

Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp!

...

Meanwhile, the high-level members of the Fire Worship Sect present couldn’t help but draw a sharp intake of breath after snapping back to reality.

Earlier, when Emperor Eli said his father was a ’seven-tribulation scattered immortal,’ it caused a moment of shock among the Fire Worship Sect high-level members.

And now, witnessing Wyatt Barnes disregard Emperor Eli’s threat, they’re stunned back to reality...

"This Emperor Eli brings up his father, a ’seven-tribulation scattered immortal’... But Wyatt Barnes pays no heed!"

"Wyatt Barnes, doesn’t he fear the seven-tribulation scattered immortal?"

"Could it be... Wyatt Barnes’ current display of power isn’t his true strength?"

"It seems unlikely!"

...

Amidst the ongoing discussions among the Fire Worship Sect high-level members, Wyatt Barnes’ voice once more ripples through, "Five breaths remain."

Five breaths remain!

And Wyatt Barnes’ words shock Emperor Eli into immediate awareness, shifting his gaze toward Wyatt Barnes with a face full of disbelief, as if seeing a ghost, "Wyatt Barnes, aren’t you afraid my father will seek revenge?"

"Four breaths left."

Wyatt Barnes’s voice rang out again, indirectly answering Emperor Eli’s ’question’!

"You... you..."

At this moment, Emperor Eli realized that Wyatt Barnes truly wasn’t concerned about retaliation from his father, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of dread, "Could it be... the power Wyatt displayed earlier wasn’t his true strength?"

"Is his true ability greater than a ’Scattered Immortal of Seven Tribulations’?"

"It seems that only by possessing such power could he be unafraid of my father!"

With this thought, Emperor Eli’s pupils contracted sharply again, feeling a surge of panic...

"Of course, there’s also the possibility that he’s bluffing, unafraid of death..."

Emperor Eli’s mind raced, considering another possibility.

"Two breaths left."

Wyatt Barnes’s voice continued, startling Emperor Eli into shivering, forcing him to snap back to reality while his mind was in turmoil...

On one side, there’s kneeling and kowtowing, losing all dignity.

On the other side, there’s dying and dissipating! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He didn’t want to lose his dignity, but more than that, he didn’t want to die...

"One breath left!"

Wyatt Barnes’s voice echoed again, this time colder than before...

And as this voice arose, the sword hovering before Emperor Eli’s brow emitted a sharper, fiercer gleam, filled with a chilling killing intent, as if ready to devour.

Woosh!

Emperor Eli shivered again, ultimately showing a face full of humiliation as he knelt down.

His face flushed red, seething with extreme anger, yet having nowhere to vent it.

"He’s... he’s kneeling?!"

Seeing Emperor Eli truly kneeling, the high-ranking members of the Fire Worship Sect couldn’t help but gasp.

Even Paisley Flores, the Sect Leader, widened her eyes in shock...

This handsome young man was a ’Scattered Immortal of Five Tribulations’ from the Dragonsmith Clan with an impressive background, yet now kneels before Wyatt Barnes!

"Emperor Eli’s father is a ’Scattered Immortal of Seven Tribulations’... This doesn’t bode well."

Amid her shock, Paisley Flores couldn’t help but feel worried for Wyatt Barnes.

"Woosh~~"

Amiri Holland stood in the distance, witnessing this, and finally sighed in relief, "Luckily, the master didn’t kill him... If he had, his father would surely not let this go easily!"

"Yet even so... Emperor Eli’s father likely won’t let this pass..."

At this thought, Amiri Holland couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.

Woosh!

Like a gust of wind, the white glow on the sword pointing at Emperor Eli’s brow surged.

Following it, a figure clad in purple appeared — it was Wyatt Barnes revealing himself.

"Kowtow!"

Wyatt Barnes hovered in the air, gazing at Emperor Eli with eyes devoid of emotion.

"Wyatt Barnes, you... you dare!"

Almost as soon as Wyatt spoke, the Dragonsmith Clan’s Scattered Immortal of Three Tribulations, who had accompanied Emperor Eli to the Fire Worship Sect, couldn’t help but shout, seemingly trying to stop Wyatt.

Just as Amiri Holland’s face darkened, intending to act.

Swoosh!!

A fleeting sword cry echoed before Amiri Holland could act.

Wyatt casually thrust out his palm, releasing a stream of white sword energy that circled around the Dragonsmith Clan’s Scattered Immortal of Three Tribulations, severing his limbs!

"Ah——"

The Dragonsmith Clan’s Scattered Immortal of Three Tribulations cried out painfully, and as he expended most of his internal power to regenerate his limbs, his face turned exceedingly pale.

When he looked back at Wyatt Barnes, terror filled his eyes, and he no longer dared utter a single word.

"Wyatt Barnes... are you sure you want me to kowtow?"

Emperor Eli knelt on the ground, hearing Wyatt Barnes’s words, and asked with utter humiliation, gritting his teeth.

"What? Need me to repeat?"

Wyatt Barnes sneered, "Don’t forget... the suggestion to kneel and kowtow came from you!"

"Fine, fine... fine!!"

Emperor Eli practically growled the word ’fine’ several times, then tremblingly kowtowed to Wyatt Barnes.

During the kowtow, his fists clenched tightly, jaw clamped shut, and both hands and mouth simultaneously leaked threads of blood...

Whoosh!!

After finishing three kowtows, Emperor Eli stood up and quickly left the Holy Land of the Fire Worship Sect, desperate to leave this place where he had lost all dignity!

"Wyatt Barnes... if I don’t kill you, I’ll never call myself a man! Never call myself a man!!"

Upon leaving the Fire Worship Sect, Emperor Eli’s anger finally erupted, transforming into beast-like roars that echoed across the heavens, rippling through the air, shaking the earth!