The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Wuyi and the others did not speak. After confirming that the Celestial Demon King had completely vanished, they all closed their eyes and began to repair themselves.

Yang Yan wanted to help, but in his current state, he was ultimately powerless.

He glanced at the three Dragon Children sleeping in the Nascent Void, and at Nascent Void who had yet to awaken, and could not help but sigh.

Then, dragging his severely injured body, he found a piece of reef to sit on, trying to recover his strength as quickly as possible, while temporarily safeguarding Wuyi and the others.

After a day of rest, Wuyi and the others finally managed to recover some strength. So they found a secluded place together, set up an array, and began focusing on healing their injuries.

After ten whole days, Yang Yan’s injuries finally recovered mostly.

Meanwhile, the Primordial Spirit of Wuyi and the others also recovered by fifty to sixty percent through these days of rest.

At this point, Yang Yan couldn’t help but voice his doubt: "May I ask, what exactly is the great calamity the Celestial Demon King spoke of?

The few of them looked at each other and all shook their heads.

Wuyi had no choice but to say helplessly, "I am not very sure about this matter either. After the ancient war, we fell into slumber. Now it’s already quite difficult for us to revive in the form of Primordial Spirit."

"Whether what it spoke of is an aftermath of the ancient war or something else, we are also unaware."

"Perhaps... Sect Leader Lin An knows something. The Ancient Abyss Sect is a sect left over from ancient times. There should be some records."

Yang Yan did not get an answer but had no choice but to pin his hopes on the records of those ancient texts in the Ancient Abyss Sect.

He then asked, "Senior Wuyi, do you know when the three Dragon Children will wake up?"

Wuyi carefully inspected the situation of the three Dragon Children and solemnly said, "Their situation is quite complex. Originally, their Primordial Spirit was already very weak and now has been affected by the self-destructive ripple of the Celestial Demon King, making the situation very unstable."

"It might be difficult to rely solely on their own strength to wake up. They must find miraculous medicine that can heal the soul in order to wake up as soon as possible."

"It is also their luck. The place where the Six-leaf Golden Lotus is nurtured can heal soul injuries, and the sooner, the better."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan hurriedly placed the three Dragon Children into the Nascent Void and led Wuyi and the others toward Cloud Mist Mountain.

After arriving at Cloud Mist Mountain, Yang Yan quickly flew to the nurturing place of the Six-leaf Golden Lotus based on his memory.

The nurturing place of the Six-leaf Golden Lotus is quite mystical, as if protected by an invisible force. Although the war that day was intense enough, it did not destroy it.

Yang Yan gathered his mind, released his Spiritual Sense and carefully sensed, feeling overjoyed.

Indeed, this place can restore the soul!

So he did not hesitate, hurriedly placed the three Dragon Children inside it, while Wuyi and the others sat by their side safeguarding.

Fifteen days later, the three Dragon Children awakened one by one, allowing everyone to rest easy.

Yang Yan couldn’t help but inquire the three Dragon Children about the great calamity, but they were completely unaware, only guessing it might have something to do with the ancient war.

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan looked solemnly toward the direction of the Ancient Abyss Sect.

That place seemed to be the last hope.

Yang Yan decided to return to the sect immediately and discuss with everyone.

This matter could not be delayed; it concerns the fate of the entire cultivation world and must not be treated carelessly.

A breeze blew through, and the traces of everyone in this place disappeared.

Three days later, inside the grand hall of the Ancient Abyss Sect, Yang Yan conveyed all the information he had just obtained to Lin An and the others.

Upon hearing the news, Lin An’s expression grew increasingly solemn.

He pondered for a while, then looked up at Yang Yan and said, "This, I might know a little about it."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan’s heart rejoiced greatly and quickly said, "I hope Sect Leader will tell me everything."

"I also know these bits of information by chance; I hope it’s helpful to you."

Lin An squinted his eyes slightly, seemingly sorting out the information he had obtained back then.

"In the Land of the Extreme West on Wandering Dragon Star, there is a place called the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs. It is unknown how many heroes are buried there, tombstones piled as mountains, hence called the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs. This might be the place where the next calamity begins."

Upon hearing of this place, the elders in the grand hall all revealed a trace of fear.

Yang Yan noticed the change in the elders’ expressions and couldn’t help but feel unsettled.

Obviously, this place is absolutely not simple, or else these seasoned elites wouldn’t show such expressions.

He hurriedly asked, "What’s so strange about that place?"

"That place..." Lin An’s expression grew more peculiar.

After a brief silence, he sighed heavily, "Alas! That place is indeed strange. Often people have seen people in strange clothes moving within."

Yang Yan became even more suspicious.

He furrowed his brows and asked, "What’s terrifying about this? Daoist techniques are endlessly variable; these occurrences are normal."

"The most crucial thing is..." Lin An shivered, continuing to explain to Yang Yan, "These people in strange clothes are all those who once ventured deep into it and disappeared. But their spirits are lost, wandering like the living dead."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan felt a chill for no reason.

In the silent grand hall, Lin An’s slightly subdued voice continued to echo:

"The reason why I conjecture this place might be where the next calamity begins is also because it, like the Demon Cave, is an ancient battlefield. I believe there should be a seal there akin to the one in the Demon Cave."

"Of course, since the problem might very likely arise from there, no matter how dangerous it is, we must send someone to explore and find out the real situation."

As Lin An’s words fell, the hall plunged into long silence.

Lin An observed everyone’s reaction and helplessly shook his head.

Just as he was about to speak, a voice broke the silence first.

"I’ll go!"

It’s Yang Yan.

His voice was soft but remarkably determined.

Lin An originally wanted to say something but was stopped by Yang Yan’s gaze.

After glancing around the room, he said, "The situation is urgent, no matter if it’s a dragon’s pool or tiger’s den, I must go see. Preparations must be made for the arrival of the future calamity."

At this moment, Yang Yan’s eyes exuded incomparable determination.

He turned to Lin An and suddenly asked, "Sect Leader, how long do you think the calamity will be?"

"At most, over a hundred years."

Just after Lin An’s voice fell, the space in the hall distorted, forming a vortex.

Lights dotted inside, and moments later Yang Yan vanished within, leaving only a confident phrase echoing in the hall.

"That’s enough!"

Seven days later, at the entrance to the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs in the Extreme West, the figure of a young man appeared here as if out of nowhere.

This young man was none other than Yang Yan, who traveled in the dust.

At this time he was furrowing his brows, with a trace of amazement flashing in his eyes.

Originally, he intended to use the Power of Space to transfer directly to the heart of the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs, saving as much time as possible.

Although a century is a long time, he still must race against time and make the most adequate preparation.

But he never expected that during the teleportation, he found his steps suddenly blocked.

He had no choice but to forcefully halt.