Legend of Wyatt-Chapter 804 Waiting for a Rabbit by the Stump

Just when Wyatt Barnes was preparing to face the "power of the earth," he discovered, to his surprise, that an aged figure had suddenly appeared in front of him.

On closer inspection, he realized the figure was none other than ’Yael Zafar,’ the Vice Fort Master of Grimm Wolf Fortress!

Now, Yael Zafar stood there, looking at Wyatt with a kind face, as if he was seeing a beloved junior.

"Congratulations, you are the first to complete the first stage of the trials in the Phantom Hall... Now, you can choose one from three rewards."

After Wyatt stopped, Yael Zafar said with a smile, "First, a third-grade spiritual weapon; second..."

Whoosh!

Before Yael Zafar could finish his sentence, Wyatt’s expression changed, and he immediately leaped forward, passing right through Yael Zafar’s body and continuing on ahead.

At the same time, Yael Zafar’s figure gradually faded, as if he had never been there at all.

"Dammit! I didn’t realize at first that it was an ’illusion’ created by an Inscription formation." freēwēbnovel.com

Wyatt, continuing to fly forward, let his expression darken slightly.

At this moment, he dared not be negligent any longer and quickly extended his spirit power, not forgetting to scavenge every corner as he advanced.

Just a moment ago, he had been entirely focused on the "power of the earth" and hadn’t considered anything else. When Yael Zafar appeared before him, it naturally took him by surprise.

Yael Zafar, in theory, shouldn’t be there!

After all, when they were outside, Yael Zafar had explained the rules of the second round of selection for the "Ten Kingdoms Martial Meeting" clearly, and there was no part about awarding prizes along the way.

So, after Wyatt paused for a while, he fully realized that it was an ’illusion’ constructed by an Inscription formation, aimed only to deceive him and delay his time.

"That’s enough... Although I’ve wasted a little time, I’m afraid that most people would be fooled by that scene. If I was tricked, others probably were too."

Wyatt comforted himself, still believing that he should be the first to reach the end of the Phantom Hall and obtain the number 1 token.

After flying forward for a while longer, Wyatt’s spirit power trembled, causing him to raise an eyebrow and chuckle coldly, "Another Inscription formation!"

Shortly after, Wyatt’s spirit power temporarily shut down the Inscription formation he had just discovered.

"Another formation capable of creating ’illusions’!"

Merging his spirit power with the Inscription formation, Wyatt was able to discern its true purpose right away.

Such an Inscription formation would trigger an ’illusion’ as soon as anyone entered it.

But now, by temporarily shutting down the Inscription formation with his spirit power in advance, he didn’t need to deal with whatever ’illusion’ it would have presented.

"This time, I’ve saved quite a bit of time... I must get that number 1 token!"

Wyatt took a deep breath and continued to surge forward at full speed.

Suddenly, he detected several more Inscription formations that could create ’illusions’ in advance and temporarily shut them down, saving a considerable amount of time.

"Perhaps I’m not as fast as those young geniuses above the third layer of the Cave Void Realm... but here in the Phantom Hall, with the help of my spirit power, I’m practically unobstructed, so they likely aren’t faster than me."

A thought crossed Wyatt’s mind, "Now, probably only Marshall Tyler could threaten me in this second round of selections."

"After all, within his body is hidden an ancient creature... Though it’s only a remnant soul, the lifetime of experiences of that creature is not to be underestimated!"

Wyatt, who retained the memories of two lifetimes as a Martial Emperor, knew well how extensive the experiences of a suspected Martial Emperor could be.

"Moreover, as Marshall Tyler confronts the challenges of the Phantom Hall, that ancient creature would likely take control of his body... With the creature’s experience, it would probably be easy for him to see through the illusions ahead. Only the natural forces from earlier could slow his pace a bit."

Wyatt took another deep breath, feeling immense pressure.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, as Wyatt turned another bend in the corridor, a light appeared ahead, prompting an excited look, "Is that... the exit?"

Without any hesitation, Wyatt kept moving forward, of course, not forgetting to blaze a trail with his all-pervasive spirit power.

"This must be the last stretch... I can’t screw up now!"

Wyatt took a deep breath and moved swiftly forward, his spirit power meticulously scouting the path ahead.

Indeed, his spirit power discovered two more Inscription formations, one that created an ’illusion’ and the other containing the ’power of the earth.’

"I didn’t expect to find an Inscription formation with the ’power of the earth’ here... The exit has arrived."

Looking at the exit just in front of him, Wyatt’s face lit up with a radiant smile.

Drawing near the exit, Wyatt saw a spacious Underground Palace before him—probably the so-called ’Phantom Hall.’

And the light came cascading down from above the palace, clearly indicating the location of the ’exit.’

"Above must be the arena."

Wyatt muttered to himself.

Whoosh!

Wyatt shot out like a bolt of lightning, leaving the tunnel and entering the expansive Underground Palace, steadying his form.

When he unavoidably looked back, he found that there were dozens of other tunnels leading to this place.

"These tunnels must be where the other young talents are coming from... but where are those numbered tokens?"

A thought crossed his mind, and Wyatt Barnes began to search through the underground palace, eventually spotting a stone platform not far to the right.

The stone platform was very spacious, and on it, fifty tokens were neatly arranged, each with its own number.

Whoosh!

Wyatt’s figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the fifty tokens like a ghost, his gaze immediately falling on token number one, which he casually picked up.

"It seems I’m the first one to make it through the mystical maze."

After Wyatt tucked away token number one, his eyes lit up and he soared up to the exit of the mystical maze, but he didn’t leave right away.

Standing in the air, Wyatt hid in the fog near the exit, his eyes sharply watching the other forty-nine passageways.

At some point, a subtle killing intent began to flicker across his face.

The reason he didn’t rush out after getting token number one was that he had something to do, something he couldn’t wait to accomplish.

Kill Marshall Tyler!

Marshall Tyler had become an enemy back in the Royal Country of Green Forest and their conflict escalated upon meeting again in the Great Turdo Dynasty, reaching a point of irreconcilable hostility.

Especially after learning that Tyler might harbor the remnant soul of a Martial Emperor powerhouse, Wyatt felt an immense threat from Tyler.

He always felt that allowing Tyler to live would sooner or later become a huge problem!

With the help of that suspected Martial Emperor powerhouse’s remnant soul, Tyler’s path ahead would undoubtedly be smooth and he might even have a chance to achieve the status of ’Martial Emperor."

All this was not something Wyatt wanted to see.

"Tyler, this mystical maze will be your graveyard."

Wyatt murmured to himself.

There he waited in the spacious underground palace, his gaze fixed on the other forty-nine paths leading to this place, knowing that Tyler would emerge from one of them.

"It’s just a pity that I don’t know which path Tyler is on... Otherwise, I could consider making the first move!"

Wyatt’s eyes flashed as he thought to himself.

Meanwhile, the area outside the exit not far from Wyatt was above the Grimm Wolf Fortress’ outer fort dueling ground.

At this time, apart from Yael Zafar, who had stayed there the whole time, the representatives of the various dynasties who had accompanied Thiago Relief to the entrance of the ’mystical underground palace’ had also returned.

Thiago Relief had also returned.

A group of elder powerhouses stood in the air, their eyes unwavering on the exit of the mystical maze, shrouded in a thick white fog that made it impossible to see what was beneath.

Even spiritual powers were hard-pressed to penetrate it, clearly indicating a special ’Inscription formation’ located there.

"I wonder who will get token number one."

Many people said.

Including the two Vice Fort Masters of Grimm Wolf Fortress and Sword Thirteen and Blade Five from the Blade and Sword Sect, a group of elder powerhouses were all somewhat eager to see who would be the first to emerge from the mystical maze.

At this moment, they had no idea that on one side of the exit of the mystical maze, there was a young man in purple robes standing in the air, ready to come out at any moment.

"This is really slow."

Wyatt, standing in the exit shrouded in fog, had waited for dozens of breaths without seeing Tyler, and couldn’t help frowning.

Finally, Wyatt noticed some movement in one of the passageways leading to this place, from which rapid gusts of wind were emanating.

Swish!

A figure flashed into the underground palace, immediately capturing Wyatt’s attention.

"Tyler!"

Seeing the familiar face with a black flame mark on his forehead, Wyatt’s mouth curved into a cold smile, his eyes tightly locked onto the man he had been waiting for so long.

At that moment, Tyler had already approached the pile of tokens, and his expression changed slightly upon noticing one was missing.

"Where’s token number one? Is there actually someone faster than me?"

An old, hoarse, and sinister voice emanated from Tyler, filled with disbelief, as if he couldn’t believe anyone could have passed through the mystical maze before him.

In an instant, Wyatt could tell that Tyler was now possessed by the spirit that was suspected to be a Martial Emperor powerhouse.

"Old man!"

Hearing Tyler’s words, Wyatt sneered, fully revealing himself from the fog on one side of the exit.

At the same time, a broken stone tablet appeared in his hand, one covered with densely packed complex characters that were indecipherable.

As soon as Wyatt’s sneer fell, Tyler had already turned around, an eye without luster sweeping across Wyatt with a hint of wariness.

"It’s actually you, boy... How could you possibly be faster than me?"

The old, hoarse voice was full of incredulity.