The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Chapter 1448: Chapter 1448: Finding a Solution

The move was already extremely fierce, but Yang Yan integrated it into the World-Ending Demon Spear, a demon soldier of indestructible power, unleashing its full potential.

This heart technique—Life Destruction—suddenly surpassed Yang Yan’s current realm, equivalent to a stable initial Void Realm!

He was very clear in his heart that this was likely the only chance, for if he failed, he truly faced the possibility of being slain by the opponent.

The Wish Power in his body was output without reserve, stimulating Space Rules while pushing Immortal Power to the extreme.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by an angry roar, the beautiful face changed drastically, showing the ferocious features of the Ancient Four Spirits and gradually releasing their aura.

Yang Yan suddenly understood; no wonder this guy possessed such terrifying power—it was refined using the bloodlines of the Ancient Four Spirits.

As he swung an arm shaped like a dragon claw, a gale shaped like a crescent moon swept in, heading straight for the tip of the World-Ending Demon Spear.

Boom!

The space trembled, and the skulls embedded around began to fall off.

However, the confrontation lasted only a second; the puppet let out a muffled groan and flew backward.

In the sky, an arm cracked open a fine rift, and exploded with a spray of blood.

Crash!

His body, under immense inertia, slammed hard into the stone wall, embedding directly into it.

Crack—

Amid the trembling rock wall, a web-like fissure radiated from his body as the center, causing the skulls to fall off even more fiercely.

Yang Yan saluted from afar: "Senior, my apologies."

The puppet’s body trembled slightly, peeling off from the rock, looking at Yang Yan with some curiosity.

It seemed puzzled as to why Yang Yan, having the opportunity to take that drop of Earth Blood, stopped immediately.

However, seeing Yang Yan’s frank gaze, it seemed to understand something and appeared before Yang Yan in a flash.

This time when it spoke, the voice changed to one of ancient wisdom.

"My Witch Race’s physique is peerless in the world; this puppet was refined based on my own strength. Young man, you win with wisdom, which is awe-inspiring!"

Yang Yan naturally knew it was the Residual Soul of Earth speaking to him and hurriedly paid his respects: "Junior Yang Yan, lucky to have won, I ask Senior to send us out of this space."

"Alright!"

With the voice falling, Yang Yan only felt a flash of white light before he returned to the Hidden World.

Not only him, but Zhou Hanyun sisters were also present.

Yet Cai’Er and Ruyi, as well as Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise, were not seen.

What surprised Yang Yan was that he actually sensed the aura of the Ancient Four Spirits on Zhou Hanyun sisters and Wushuang and Han Ruyu.

Several days had passed since what happened in that space, those four girls merely circled around, yet their harvest was the greatest.

However, these auras were still very weak for now; Yang Yan observed for a while and found they were constantly transforming their physiques, so he set his mind at ease.

It seemed that despite not having the Witch Race’s bloodline, they were somehow favored by Earth, bestowing upon them great fortune.

Whether their future abilities could reach a certain level depended on their own destiny.

Originally with Earth’s power, granting such innate bloodline could be done in one fell swoop, yet choosing a gradual method must hold significant meaning.

Yang Yan naturally didn’t wish to force growth and therefore decided not to interfere.

Yang Yan and the others appeared, and the Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian came immediately.

Seeing Ao Tian, Yang Yan couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows.

This guy’s progress was so fast!

Though as a good brother, he indeed hoped Ao Tian could swiftly grow.

After all, as he just returned, Yang Yan found Ao Tian had barely reached the peak of Nascent Soul, needing extensive training to further break through to Divinity Transformation.

But having obtained help from Shennong, with one Nine-Turns Muscle Changing Pill, Ao Tian’s physique saw obvious enhancement, nearly a step away from Divinity Transformation.

Now it seemed he only needed an opportunity to complete that critical advance.

Through recent battles and experiences, Yang Yan realized his own abilities were limited.

No matter how fast he improved, ultimately he was hard-pressed to succeed alone.

In these few days, Yang Yan was brainstorming over how to quickly strengthen the Three Thousand Liuyun Crowd and Eight Hundred Celestial Mist Dao.

In future battles, they might become his absolute main force.

Previously, his own power had nearly hit a bottleneck, helping them break through was naturally impossible.

Yet now, the gap between them widened significantly, and it was necessary to make compensations.

But Yang Yan struggled; though his Absolute Armament had depleted greatly during the absence, there were still over three thousand left.

Despite Jian Mingyin crafting numerous pills for him, it definitely wasn’t enough quantity-wise to support everyone’s enhancement.

What’s more, with their current peak Golden Core strength, they couldn’t leverage his Earth-level low-grade pills to boost their power.

Yang Yan locked himself in the villa specially arranged for him by Silver Moon Academy, contemplating the Ironwood Potted Plant on the right side of the practice room, falling into deep thought.

But after thinking it over, he found nothing.

As he stood up intending to take a walk, suddenly a graceful silhouette flashed in his mind.

Remembering Jian Mingyin, Yang Yan’s lips curled into a somewhat bitter smile.

If only she were by his side.

Considering her physique had been refined, she would disdain crafting pills below Earth-level, but if he asked, she might endure patiently!

The key point was that crafting high-level pills might seldom succeed in one attempt, yet crafting Profound-level pills was almost child’s play for her.

For instance, a Profound-grade high-quality Bone and Marrow Cleansing Pill, crafting one batch could yield at least eighty-one pills at the best level.

Slightly hesitating, Yang Yan’s eyes sharpened, and a small block appeared in his palm.

This was the communication device Jian Mingyin gave him when they bid farewell.

It effectively allowed Yang Yan to contact Jian Mingyin, although it required a heavy infusion of Spiritual Power each time; given the situation, Yang Yan decided to inform her of his predicament.

Whether she’d be willing to come to Earth, he wasn’t very sure.

Yang Yan sat upright on the stone bed, forming seals with both hands, waving one forward, injecting large amounts of Spiritual Power frantically.

Since the distance was vast, needing to pierce through numerous spatial vortices, this frantic injection lasted for a full minute.

When Yang Yan was drenched in sweat, the block finally quivered slightly and then emitted a light screen.

Instantly, a phantom appeared before him, gradually solidifying.

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