The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Boom!

As soon as the man finished speaking, he was answered by a punch from Yang Yan.

Bang!

The head suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist. The body twitched and collapsed to the ground, dead beyond doubt.

The remaining people were all scared out of their wits, those who were about to join hands completely gave up and trembled as they looked at Yang Yan.

Yang Yan scanned the entire scene and said coldly, "Just a mere Divinity Transformation, I’ve lost count of how many I’ve slain. If he has the courage, let him come find me! But... hmph! You all will stay here today!"

Without another word, Yang Yan’s figure flickered, and he killed all the remaining people with one punch each.

After a quick glance to ensure there were no survivors, he returned to the location of the spiritual medicine to retrieve it.

Yang Yan looked at it, it was Jade Ghost Grass, somewhat useful.

Unfortunately, it’s somewhat similar to the thousand-year Blood Qi Flower encountered earlier, having only grown seven leaves, not yet fully mature.

According to ancient records, this Jade Ghost Grass needs five hundred years to mature, growing one leaf every five hundred years, and it will have gone through five thousand years when it grows nine leaves.

In other words, this stalk of Jade Ghost Grass is only four thousand years old, and its medicinal properties have not reached their peak.

Sadly, the Exotic Beast guarding it has long disappeared, or perhaps been hunted. Trying to hasten its growth would be a hassle, something Yang Yan has no time for.

Anyway, in the Valley of Ten Thousand Herbs, there are countless rare and exotic plants, no need to dwell on it too much.

So, without hesitation, Yang Yan picked it and placed it in the Nascent Void.

The space of the Nascent Void is different from other spaces, it can preserve the freshness of herbs to the greatest extent, which has provided him with great convenience.

Otherwise, he would have to expend some energy to refine it to prevent the loss of medicinal properties.

Yang Yan turned and searched for a while, obtaining several Storage Rings from those cultivators.

These Storage Rings were not high-level, and Yang Yan easily forced them open with his consciousness, discovering some pills, weapons, and several Communication Jade Plates.

Of course, this kind of Communication Jade Plate does not transmit clearly like a phone, but when two plates are a certain distance apart, they can sense each other.

In an emergency, one can forcibly crush it to serve as an alarm.

Yang Yan collected everything of value from them, leaving only the Magical Artifact that supported the barrier on the ground where it was.

Furthermore, he injected a trace of precious Wish Power into it, making it more concealed.

Even if the Divinity Transformation Stage Sect Leader they mentioned were to come, it would be difficult to detect anything within a mile.

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Yan found several more spiritual medicines.

However, it seemed his luck had run out, as what he found next seemed rather mundane.

Still, following the principle of better safe than sorry, Yang Yan did not refuse anything and collected it all.

In the process, he also killed the guardian beasts of these spiritual medicines, obtaining some potentially useful materials from them.

On the left side of an abdomen under a towering cliff, Yang Yan heard the faint sound of fierce fighting amidst the rushing water.

Yang Yan’s figure flickered, concealing his form and aura as he silently moved toward the source of the fighting.

Several lights flew past Yang Yan’s hiding place, a woman ahead looking panicked, pale-faced, and on the verge of collapse.

The woman’s brows were like ink paintings, her skin like creamy jade, like an ethereal fairy, gentle and graceful. It was Jian Mingyin, with whom he once crossed paths in Dong City, wanting the Spirit Grass in his hand.

The people behind her were led by a young man with an ugly face, a faint scar visible on his cheek.

This young man pursued leisurely, taunting loudly, "Little beauty, why don’t you obediently hand over the spiritual medicine you obtained! Then accompany me and my brothers for a while, and we’ll let you go, how about that?"

The young man laughed lewdly, his right hand suddenly grabbing the air. With a ripping sound, under Jian Mingyin’s cry, a piece of her clothing was torn away, exposing her fair skin.

Having succeeded, the young man laughed loudly, sniffing his right hand while his eyes revealed a glimmer of lust.

Yang Yan glanced lightly and then looked away.

The young man’s cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul Stage, and Yang Yan was unwilling to cause trouble.

The most important thing now was to gather enough spiritual medicines to refine pills, no need to waste time.

He only met Jian Mingyin once, and always felt this woman wasn’t simple, likely possessing some life-saving Dharma Gate, no need to get involved.

But just as Yang Yan was about to turn away, the ugly young man’s eyes flickered, and he flung out a thread of spiritual power with his right hand.

Jian Mingyin dodged aside, but the spiritual power suddenly accelerated, targeting Yang Yan as if it had eyes.

Discovered?

Yang Yan couldn’t help but frown, taking a deep look at Jian Mingyin.

He was sure that if it were solely the ugly man’s strength, he shouldn’t have been able to detect his aura so easily.

Indeed!

When Yang Yan’s gaze fell on Jian Mingyin, she revealed a slightly apologetic smile.

Yang Yan could only smile wryly, casually waving his hand to catch the spiritual power and then lightly crushed it.

Over there, the ugly man’s expression turned serious: "Hmph! Didn’t expect there to be a rat here too. Since you’re here, stay!"

Jian Mingyin immediately shouted, "Senior brother, save me!"

As she spoke, she suddenly accelerated, coming to Yang Yan’s side in an instant.

"Coincidence or intentional?" Yang Yan asked blandly.

"Coincidence." Jian Mingyin softly uttered the words, her eyes appearing pitiful.

Yang Yan knew he couldn’t avoid it now, so he stopped probing further and instead lifted his gaze to the ugly young man approaching with a roar.

Although the young man was somewhat surprised by Yang Yan’s earlier move, he felt reassured after confirming Yang Yan’s spiritual power fluctuation was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Laughing loudly, he pointed with his right hand, conjuring a hundred sword lights out of thin air, roaring forth, reaching the two in an instant.

The attacks from those around him followed suit, overwhelming and enveloping the two.

Yang Yan snorted coldly, and a white shield appeared before him.

Rumble rumble rumble—

In the continuous explosions, all attacks were blocked.

The group exchanged glances, unsure of their next move.

Even knowing a Magical Treasure was used, no one dared to act rashly for a moment.

Yang Yan cast an inquiring glance at Jian Mingyin, who smiled shyly before quickly speaking through Secret Transmission:

"I have Flood Dragon Pills refined with Flood Dragon blood, capable of enhancing physical strength, increasing the affinity of the body with spiritual power, and effective even against Divinity Transformation."