The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Only having rested briefly, he renewed his energy, continuing to absorb the power of the sunlight and steadily refining it.

As Yang Yan concentrated his efforts, he felt an indescribable pleasure starting from his right eye spreading throughout his entire body. The eye, which had been swollen and painful, became as cool as though it had been washed by a spring.

However, before Yang Yan could savor this feeling, the coolness swiftly transformed into extreme cold, as if he had fallen into an endless icy abyss.

Subsequently, his left eye became exceptionally warm.

Soon after, in an instant, the warmth seemed to turn into scorching lava, threatening to incinerate his eyes to ashes.

Yang Yan quickly realized that this cultivation technique was not merely a pupil technique, and might even involve the power of mystery, resonating with some great rule of heaven and earth.

This was based on the principles of the operation of the Dao, the mutual repulsion of the five elements, and the symbiosis of yin and yang, seeking the flaws among all things in the world.

This pupil technique was akin to an eagle’s vision, capable of judging the disparity in power between opponents based on the flow of the enemy’s spiritual power, seeing through others’ weaknesses, and unraveling all attacks.

Gradually, Yang Yan discovered the true marvel of this pupil technique.

According to the information left by the elder, this pupil technique not only sees the enemy’s weaknesses clearly but also can dispel illusions or identify the pivotal points of arrays.

Even the flow of spiritual power within the enemy could be observed with clarity.

Thus, as soon as Yang Yan employed the pupil technique, all cultivators in his vision would appear as naked beauties, exposed completely.

With this pupil technique, Yang Yan was like an unparalleled sword yet to be unsheathed, once drawn, unstoppable.

At this moment, Yang Yan opened his eyes, exhaled a turbid breath, and stood up to find that the elder who had taught him the cultivation technique had unexpectedly vanished without a trace.

The elder must have imparted the cultivation technique knowing that Wandering Dragon Star was in dire straits, intentionally appearing here.

And this elder was undoubtedly famous.

Or perhaps, he had awaited here for a long time just for a successor capable of felling the tree.

At this moment, Yang Yan scrutinized that tree again, immediately locating the pulse point.

With Yang Yan’s loud shout, the longsword embedded itself with a "thump" at a specific spot on the tree.

Crack—

With the emergence of this sword mark, the entire tree began to collapse with a rumble.

Crackling!

In the next moment, it shattered into fragments like pieces of a mirror.

Amongst a massive clamor, the tree completely collapsed, its fragments scattered everywhere.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yan found that the instant the tree collapsed, the surrounding sand and rocks flew, triggering a violent sandstorm.

Yang Yan thought to himself that this wasn’t good.

He didn’t expect the tree to be so extraordinary.

Yang Yan dared not hesitate, promptly circulating spiritual power, instantly forming a thin blue membrane around him.

The membrane looked frail, but was impenetrable, the rampaging sandstorm failing to reach him.

Suddenly, Yang Yan thought of the elder; the elder was devoid of spiritual power, how could he protect himself in such a massive sandstorm?

Upon this thought, Yang Yan immediately looked toward where the elder had been, and what he saw shocked him.

The elder had reappeared.

He remained content in the same spot, his expression unchanged, yet the sandstorm halted completely around him!

Yang Yan was secretly amazed.

After a quarter hour, the sandstorm gradually abated.

But from the fallen tree emanated an aura that made Yang Yan’s heart palpitate.

As the sand slowly dispersed, Yang Yan saw a spirit beast in the form of a tiger, purely composed of sand.

Despite its earthy appearance, the tiger exuded the majesty of the king of beasts, compelling respect.

He immediately used his divine sense to probe this tiger, discovering that it surprisingly possessed the initial stage cultivation of the Nascent Soul Realm!

The elder standing aside then spoke again, chuckling: "I have long known your purpose for coming here, my young friend."

Yang Yan’s heart became rigorous, awaiting the elder’s continuation.

The elder did not keep him in suspense and continued calmly: "The Earth Attribute Extreme Soldier you seek is exactly this."

As he spoke, the elder pointed at the spirit beast formed of sand resembling a tiger.

Yang Yan was somewhat shocked, questioning: "Then what is the matter with this spirit beast?"

The elder sighed and said: "This Earth Attribute Extreme Soldier is originally named Thick Earth Pearl, crafted by the master artifact refiner Liu Tianhe. He made me guardians of this place, to prevent the loss of the extreme soldier, and await someone destined to take it."

Yang Yan asked somewhat suspiciously: "What is someone destined?"

The elder smiled slightly, saying: "Someone who can pass the master’s tests is the destined one."

Yang Yan hurriedly queried: "What tests has the master set up? How can it be passed?"

The elder stated relaxedly: "Don’t rush, you’ve already passed the first test."

Yang Yan realized, it turns out the first test was recognizing the flaw in the tree and felling it?

The elder chuckled, saying: "Being able to grasp the cultivation technique I imparted is the first test, you comprehending it in such a short time counts as passing."

Yang Yan remarked with some understanding: "I understand, are there more tests?"

The elder pointed at the tiger-like spirit beast, saying: "Subduing this spirit beast also counts as passing the second test. Upon success, you can naturally take away the Thick Earth Pearl."

Yang Yan looked at the spirit beast, resolutely saying, "I will definitely subdue it and pass the second test."

After speaking, he approached the giant tiger, taking a combat stance.

A fierce gleam flashed in Yang Yan’s eyes, striking preemptively.

He exhibited his body technique, charging at the giant tiger like a drawn sharp sword.

Roar!

The giant tiger roared, launching an unyielding pounce at Yang Yan.

Its sharp claws glistened with cold light, clawing at him.

Yang Yan sidestepped, his longsword brushing past the giant tiger’s claws, sparks flying.

Yang Yan’s arm tingled, his hand nearly splitting open.

What a formidable opponent!

He had merely brushed against it, not confronting it head-on, yet already found it difficult to bear the immense power of the giant tiger.

Had he faced it directly, Yang Yan felt there might be a chance he’d be torn apart.

He couldn’t face it directly!

This was Yang Yan’s sole thought.

The giant tiger, seeing its initial strike miss, turned nimbly, pouncing at Yang Yan again.

The giant tiger pounced once more, and Yang Yan’s gaze was solemn, executing his body technique to the utmost, narrowly evading disaster.

Yet, the force of the giant tiger’s claws still inflicted fiery pain.

After successfully evading the giant tiger’s pounce, before Yang Yan could catch his breath, the giant tiger’s tail whipped fiercely at him with a breaking sound.

Unable to anticipate, Yang Yan felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, blood surging, sending him flying violently.

Flying through the air for at least thirty meters, he crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.