Legend of Wyatt Nove Chapter 1540 \

Chapter 1540: Chapter 1540 "Supre Heart Sword

"If the Clan Chief refuses, then there is naturally nothing I can do... However, I, Emperor End, will leave the Dragonsmith Clan and beco a free Loose Cultivator."

Emperor End spoke with a calm expression after hearing the words of the Dragonsmith Clan Chief.

"Are you threatening ?"

The Dragonsmith Clan Chief’s eyes flashed with cold light as he asked in a deep voice.

"The Clan Chief can think whatever he wants."

To find Wyatt Barnes, Emperor End was prepared to go all out.

Of course, it was also because he was not worried that the Dragonsmith Clan Chief would refuse him.

"Fine, just fine."

In anger, the Dragonsmith Clan Chief laughed, then waved his sleeve, sending Emperor End flying with a casual strike, "Get out!"

"Thank you, Clan Chief."

Emperor End, who had been thrown out, was not angry. Instead, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled as he spoke.

He knew in his heart that the Clan Chief had agreed to his request.

After all, he was the only Five-Clawed Golden Dragon in the Dragonsmith Clan besides the Clan Chief, destined to beco the next Clan Chief... If he left to beco a Loose Cultivator, it would an the Dragonsmith Clan would have no leader in the future.

As the current Clan Chief, he would naturally not allow such a thing to happen.

After expressing his gratitude, Emperor End turned and left, knowing that staying any longer would only bring embarrassnt.

"Wyatt Barnes, I await our reunion not long from now."

Emperor End murmured softly, his eyes narrowing as a cold light flashed and disappeared.

anwhile, as the Dragonsmith Clan Chief issued orders to all Dragonsmith Clans throughout the Martial Dao Sacred Land to search for a young man nad ’Wyatt Barnes’.

Wyatt Barnes himself was still in the Cloud Skies Continent, in that remote canyon where the Sword Saint Breezy Wind left his ’inheritance’.

However, Wyatt Barnes at this ti was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, facing the word ’Sword’ on the cliff.

His eyes were closed, and a faint and sharp aura emanated from his body, as if he were an unsheathed sword.

"The Young Master has been sitting like this for half a year... could sothing be wrong?"

In the canyon, Fill Bear asked with worry.

"His aura is steady, it doesn’t seem like there’s a problem... Moreover, in the past half-year, the sharp sword aura on him has beco increasingly intense. It seems he has gained so insight from that ’Sword’ character."

Taoi Roro spoke, glancing at the ’Sword’ character on the cliff.

"He can’t be judged by common sense."

Enzo Hawkins said, having always had faith in Wyatt Barnes, both in the past and now.

At this mont, Enzo Hawkins’ gaze towards Wyatt Barnes was quite complex.

Among everyone present, he and Fill Bear had been the first to interact with Wyatt Barnes, and he had witnessed Wyatt Barnes’ journey from a young boy to the pinnacle of the Cloud Skies Continent, even leaving it to venture into the distant ’Martial Dao Sacred Land’.

Last ti, when Wyatt Barnes left with Emperor End, it was a situation of life and death; even he couldn’t be sure that Wyatt Barnes would return.

At that ti, he was filled with worry.

However, Wyatt Barnes eventually returned, making him realize even more that Wyatt Barnes had great fortune and destiny,

thus, although Wyatt Barnes’ condition over the past half-year has been peculiar, he didn’t find it problematic because Wyatt Barnes can never be evaluated by common reasoning.

"He woke up!"

Suddenly, Handmi Holland exclaid.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze fell on Wyatt Barnes.

Wyatt Barnes had already stood up, floating mid-air, beginning to move fluidly.

From the initial disorder, to later where his movents gained form, and then each action caused the void to tremble.

"He’s not awake... It seems he’s entered a state of ’enlightennt’."

Taoi Roro exclaid softly.

At this ti, others also realized that Wyatt Barnes had never opened his eyes throughout, completely uninfluenced by external elents.

He acted confidently, each movent seeming as fluent as if plucking sothing out of thin air.

For the entire night and day, Wyatt Barnes’ movents never ceased, as if he felt no fatigue.

Even without a weapon in hand, those present could see that each of Wyatt Barnes’ moves was rehearsing a sword technique.

A set of sword techniques, from seemingly disorderly at the start to a fearful level later.

However, later on, Taoi Roro and others could no longer comprehend.

Because they discovered Wyatt Barnes’ sword techniques seed to worsen, ending up even more disordered than initially.

Finally, there was only the most basic of slashing, chopping, thrusting, and slicing remaining.

"What’s going on?"

Those who had been observing Wyatt Barnes the entire day couldn’t help but look at each other, with no one able to explain what was happening to Wyatt Barnes.

In the end, Kamari Gold muttered, "Could this be the simplification of complexity and the complication of simplicity?"

Kamari Gold, a Hell Golden Haired Dog, belonged to a lineage with a long history, hence knowing more than anyone present.

However, few heard Kamari Gold’s muttering.

Because everyone’s attention was now on Wyatt Barnes.

"He seems to be sitting again."

Detrius Nangle exclaid as he simultaneously observed Wyatt Barnes in the sky, who had stopped moving and sat cross-legged in mid-air once more.

anwhile, everyone noticed that Wyatt Barnes placed his hands on his knees, as if he were holding a sword.

However, there was no sword in his hands, only air.

"I don’t understand."

Handmi Holland shook his head, looking puzzled.

Actually, it wasn’t just him who couldn’t understand, almost everyone else was equally perplexed.

Only Kamari Gold stared at Wyatt Barnes’s back, deep in thought.

Wyatt Barnes was unaware of what was happening outside; he was in a state of wonder.

Ever since realizing that Sword Saint Breezy Wind was truly a legendary figure of the Martial Dao Sacred Land, Wyatt’s attitude towards the ’sword’ character left by Breezy Wind had subtly changed.

Recently, he focused intently on the ’sword’ character, never closing his eyes even for a mont.

A day passed, he saw nothing.

Two days passed, he still saw nothing.

Three days passed, and it remained the sa.

...

Days went by, until the tenth day, Wyatt persisted.

And on the eleventh day, Wyatt vaguely caught sothing from that ’sword’ character, sothing indescribable yet very subtle.

Its existence seed to open a ’door’ to another realm for Wyatt.

Of course, the ’realm’ referred to here was the realm of Sword Dao.

At that mont, Wyatt withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the new insights in his mind.

He closed his eyes for six months.

Of course, he wasn’t aware that six months had passed.

To him, during this half year, he was focused only on understanding the newfound ideas in his mind.

These were not easily expressible; they could be information or sothing else.

And then, after six months, Wyatt unconsciously perford a strange sword technique for an entire day and night.

Once done, as he resud sitting cross-legged, a rush of information abruptly surged into his mind.

The amount wasn’t extensive, yet it brought a powerful sensation of oppression to Wyatt.

"Future generations, congratulations on receiving my Divine Sense’s recognition."

A voice accompanied the influx of information, not heard by Wyatt’s ears but resonating throughout his mind.

"Who are you?"

Faced with the situation, Wyatt was understandably panicked and wanted to open his eyes to wake up, only to find he had lost control over his body.

Instantly, his heart was filled with fear.

"Who am I? Did you not see my ssage beside the ’sword’ character?"

The voice sounded again.

"You... you are Sword Saint Breezy Wind?"

Wyatt was startled.

At this mont, Wyatt’s communication with the voice was limited to an exchange between souls.

"At least you’re not too foolish, or I would have to reconsider making you my successor."

The voice ca again, calm beyond asure.

"Your successor?"

Wyatt was taken aback, not imdiately processing the information.

"I don’t have ti to elaborate... This is rely the Divine Sense remaining on that ’sword’ character, and once released, its presence is fleeting. Now, I’ll impart to you the supre Sword Dao’s Heart Sword thod, the Supre Heart Sword—don’t tarnish my reputation."

The voice arrived once more, and eventually fell silent.

Supre Heart Sword?

Before Wyatt had fully co back, a vast wave of information flooded his mind, relentless as it overwheld him.

Ultimately, he couldn’t bear it anymore and fell unconscious.

Outside, Taoi Roro and others saw Wyatt Barnes’s sitting silhouette abruptly fall, and they were taken aback.

"Young Master!"

Fill Bear was the first to rush forward, catching Wyatt Barnes and setting him down.

Suddenly, a group gathered around, their faces wrought with concern as they viewed the comatose Wyatt Barnes.

Wyatt lay there for a full nine days and nights... Fortunately, during this period, everyone could confirm that Wyatt’s body wasn’t afflicted; otherwise, they would have been frantic.

After nine days and nights, Wyatt regained consciousness but did not imdiately awaken.

"I seem to have had a dream... Dread of Sword Saint Breezy Wind, and he ntioned passing on the supre Sword Dao’s Heart Sword thod, the Supre Heart Sword?"

As soon as the thought arose, Wyatt discovered additional information in his mind.

Supre Heart Sword?

After reading through the information, Wyatt was stunned, "That was no dream? Could it... could it be real?"

In that mont, Wyatt was so shocked that he opened his eyes and woke, promptly pinching his thigh.

He wanted to verify whether he was still dreaming.