The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Chapter 1446: Chapter 1446: May I Ask, Who Is Your Master?

After a long while, once the women had quieted down, Yang Yan turned his head and said to everyone, "How many are left of the Eight Hundred Celestial Mist Dao and the Three Thousand Liuyun Crowd?"

The leading person replied, "There are now only a little over six hundred from the Eight Hundred Celestial Mist Dao, and only two thousand three hundred from the Three Thousand Liuyun Crowd; the others were lost in past battles."

Yang Yan’s expression darkened involuntarily.

Even though he had anticipated that this force wouldn’t remain unscathed when he left it behind.

He then said to the crowd, "You all have done a great job, but there are still many battles awaiting you in the future. Now, I bestow upon you the Cultivation Technique to reach the Divinity Transformation Realm, along with some pills. Once you leave here, cultivate peacefully in the Hidden World to improve your cultivation!"

"You all can recuperate here, while protecting the ladies. I’ve set up an Array that will prevent any Exotic Beasts from entering. I will search for a way out."

Zhou Hanyun said to Yang Yan, pitifully, "Yang Yan, you must come back!"

Although the other women did not speak, they all looked at Yang Yan with worry.

Yang Yan touched Zhou Hanyun’s hair, then nodded at them, and his figure disappeared.

Yang Yan continued to walk deep into this wasteland, and as he delved deeper, he finally reached the depths of the wasteland.

Yang Yan released his Spiritual Sense to examine the area and quickly discovered a pitch-black hole stretching endlessly downward.

Yang Yan frowned slightly, then leaped and plunged into the cave’s interior.

Unaware of how much time had passed, gray winds began to appear inside the cave.

Although Yang Yan suppressed the fluctuations of his Spiritual Power to the Foundation Establishment Stage when he jumped into the cave, his Divine Body was still at the Half-Step Void Realm.

Yet, under the gusts of wind, white marks began to appear on Yang Yan’s body.

Suddenly, Yang Yan’s expression changed, as if his body were grabbed by an invisible pair of big hands, forcefully dragging him downward uncontrollably.

Yang Yan’s heart skipped a beat; he abruptly unleashed his cultivation and hit downward fiercely with a palm.

Unfortunately, it was to no avail.

In an instant, Yang Yan seemed to traverse through time and space, being dragged into an odd space and continuing to fall.

But at this moment, Yang Yan’s cultivation suddenly exploded fully again, slashing another fierce palm.

Still useless!

Yang Yan’s brow furrowed tightly; hastily he drove his Spiritual Power into his fingers and fiercely clawed at the nearby stone wall.

Swoosh!

The solid rock penetrated into his body, emitting a sharp metallic scraping sound.

Despite slightly slowing his descent, it still did not stop.

Roar!

Yang Yan let out a roar, his left hand—the Star Night—appeared out of thin air and fiercely plunged into the stone wall.

Sizzle—

Flames lit up, cutting out a full three zhang of distance, and Yang Yan’s form finally came to a halt.

Yang Yan held onto the wall, overlooking below.

Whoosh...

The wind howled, forming a strange vortex at the place beneath Yang Yan’s feet.

It seemed this suction pulled him down here.

However, extending his Divine Sense downward, Yang Yan discovered that the cave did not continue downward.

It seemed to have reached the bottom.

Yet, at such moments, he became even more cautious.

With a thought, an ordinary Magical Artifact, equivalent to the Spiritual Power fluctuation of the Foundation Establishment Stage, appeared in his hand.

Yang Yan activated his Spiritual Power, attached a thread of Spiritual Sense, directing the Magical Treasure to explore downward.

Cut off?!

He discovered that when the Magical Treasure entered the vortex below, its Spiritual Sense was suddenly blocked by an invisible force, severing all connection.

Yang Yan furrowed his brow again, taking out another Magical Artifact of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

This time, however, he infused it with a wisp of Primordial Soul.

Primordial Soul and Spiritual Sense are completely different; it serves as his replica.

Although lacking flesh and living inside the Magical Artifact,

While maintaining contact could be severed, should this fragment of the Primordial Soul be destroyed or harmed, Yang Yan himself would suffer Primordial Soul damage.

He intended to use this trait to ascertain whether a crisis lurked below, to decide whether to continue exploring.

Quickly Yang Yan confirmed that his Primordial Spirit had not sustained any injury, so he hesitated a bit and jumped into the vortex below.

A sensation of spinning sky and earth swept over him, yet Yang Yan’s mind maintained clarity, observing the surrounding environment.

This space was exceedingly desolate, even lonelier than the wasteland outside.

Yet soon, an aura from ancient times attracted his attention.

In this vast space, following the aura, Yang Yan quickly discovered a high platform.

This pedestal was incomparably grand, standing before him like towering over the Great Pyramid of Giza.

Yang Yan flew up, leaping to the top of the platform, suddenly discovering a mound formed of countless skulls at the center.

Yang Yan observed for a while; here lay an ancient altar.

These skulls were not ordinary; they were at least Nascent Soul late-stage experts.

The further up, the stronger their power, with the simplest being Half-Step Saint Realm!

These skulls had become jade-like, escalating in level.

The highest Half-Step Saint Realm skull was like crystal, emitting a bizarre light.

Above it was a single drop of golden blood, coincidentally emitting seven-colored radiance!

The seven-colored radiance was not emitted by this drop of blood, but enveloping it in halos.

Surrounding this strange altar, four pillars stood.

Yet on closer look, these pillars were not simple.

Similar to the previous altar Yang Yan saw, although the top was carved with Four Spirits, their forms appeared exceptionally fierce, faintly exuding terrifying aura from primordial beasts.

And opposite the altar, a figure knelt.

His entire being shrouded in bluish-white glow, although everywhere exuded eeriness, yet Yang Yan’s most vigilant focus was this figure.

For an adversary’s intent was emanating from him.

Yang Yan did not hesitate at all, directly summoning the World-Ending Demon Spear.

At the moment the Demon Spear appeared, the kneeling figure moved slightly.

Crunch!

The dust petrifying on him shattered suddenly, ceremoniously bowing thrice to the altar, then slowly rose to his feet.

At the moment he stood up, the entire space quivered slightly, his vast aura exploded outward, even causing Yang Yan a shock.

He didn’t turn around, but a raspy and awkward voice rang out.

"This place is a Secret Realm left by my master, only opened during world calamities, specifically selecting exceptional talents!"

"Yet, someone with your level intrudes here with cheating methods, somewhat against regulations."

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, asked in a deep voice, "May I inquire, who exactly is your master?"

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