The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Yang Yan squinted his eyes slightly. With the aid of the slanting sunlight, he discovered that the entire stone wall was reflective, except this part, which was like a black hole, swallowing all the light.

However, because this area was very small relative to such a large stone wall, it was easily overlooked if not carefully observed.

He hesitated slightly, then directly approached this somewhat peculiar small hole and attempted to inject spiritual power into it.

Indeed, there was something unusual.

But all it did was to devour his spiritual power, with no other response.

Yang Yan furrowed his brows, feeling he might have missed something, and began to search the area carefully again.

With the earlier discovery, it was relatively easier for him to search with a specific purpose now.

He soon discovered the second hole.

Then the third, and fourth...

In the end, he found a total of forty-nine identical holes on the stone wall.

He observed them as a whole. The holes seemed chaotic, but he was deeply convinced that there must be some special connection among them.

Because just now, he tried injecting spiritual power into each one and discovered that although the holes seemed identical, the speed of energy absorption differed.

"Yang, have you figured out anything?"

About an hour passed, and Jian Mingyin finally couldn’t help but ask.

Yang Yan didn’t speak. His eyes were fixed intently on the forty-nine holes, deep in thought.

In the number of the great expansion, there are fifty, yet it uses forty-nine.

Where exactly is the disappearing one?

Yang Yan’s gaze searched continuously above, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

He even speculated that the sunlight above his head was the disappearing one.

However, he quickly dismissed that idea.

Seeing Yang Yan not speaking, Jian Mingyin naturally wasn’t annoyed but cast an unkind glance at Ling Chongzi, who sat leisurely by the side.

"Miss Jian, why are you looking at me? This kind of thing requires your own comprehension, I’m no use!" Ling Chongzi said sternly.

Jian Mingyin stomped her foot hard, snorting coldly, "You clearly know it but like to act all mysterious!"

However, she clearly understood that such ancient pill formulas shouldn’t be shown easily, even if Yang Yan was already a disciple of the Feather Spirit Sect.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunderclap in the sky was followed by a torrential downpour.

Yang Yan remained motionless, staring intently at the stone wall before him.

Jian Mingyin found it somewhat heartbreaking to watch, raising her hand, and a shield immediately appeared above, blocking the rain.

Ling Chongzi, on the other side, couldn’t help rolling his eyes and heaved a deep sigh.

Jian Mingyin furrowed her brows, glaring at him, "Why are you sighing? Didn’t you create this situation on purpose?"

"Actually, getting drenched in rain might be good, maybe it’ll clear his mind a bit. Otherwise, if he gets into trouble later, you won’t even have a place to cry."

Ling Chongzi left this vague remark and didn’t give Jian Mingyin a chance to speak again, instead, his figure flashed and disappeared into the rain.

"That damn old man, can’t they just speak clearly?" Jian Mingyin cursed, looking worriedly at Yang Yan and then at the pouring rain above his head.

In the end, she gritted her teeth hard and withdrew the rain shelter over Yang Yan’s head.

Yang Yan suddenly felt a jolt, as if a moment of enlightenment flashed through his mind.

The next moment, he rapidly gathered his spiritual power into his palm, then divided it into forty-nine streams, injecting them respectively into the forty-nine holes.

Because he had previously tested the energy absorption speed of each hole, Yang Yan adjusted the spiritual power control accordingly.

Just now, Yang Yan had actually figured it out; he himself was the disappearing one.

As expected, with the injection of spiritual power, the entire stone wall emitted a heavy moan and began to tremble violently.

Boom——

After a loud noise, a burst of multicolored light flickered intensely above, causing an instinctive closing of eyes.

Ling Chongzi actually did not retreat far but remained in the void, watching from the side.

Seeing the scene before him, he couldn’t help but sigh lightly, "As expected of the chosen one with a Flawless Divine Body, so quickly understanding the mysteries within. Ah! The great catastrophe is indeed coming; this is fate!"

As the light faded, the originally smooth stone wall appeared to have cracks like a spider’s web.

However, upon closer inspection, these weren’t cracks at all but rather bizarre vine-like characters.

Countless of them appeared densely on the stone wall, each stroke containing traces of the Great Tao.

Faced with these characters, Yang Yan felt somewhat overwhelmed.

On the stone wall, he recognized it as a variant of the Ancient Immortal Serpent Seal, appearing more natural and flowing, as if it wasn’t written by hand but formed inherently.

This was the same as what was engraved at the Spirit Destruction Cave then, but he didn’t know them!

Nascent Void could recognize them, yet now it was in a slumber.

Just as Yang Yan was at a loss, Jian Mingyin’s voice arose.

"I recognize these, but I need time to decipher them."

Yang Yan gave Jian Mingyin a slightly surprised look.

He had naturally not expected Jian Mingyin to recognize these characters and hurriedly asked, "Mingyin, how many days do you need?"

"Two days." Jian Mingyin looked at the characters before her, cautiously saying, "These characters I’ve only seen in our family’s ancient texts, so they require some time."

After speaking, she devoted herself to studying these characters.

Coincidentally, as Yang Yan unraveled the mysteries of the stone wall, the clouds parted and the rain stopped, the sky clearing up again.

As Jian Mingyin busied herself deciphering these Ancient Snake Scripts, Ling Chongzi suddenly returned.

Looking at Jian Mingyin, he then addressed Yang Yan beside him, "Let her carefully contemplate here, we shouldn’t disturb her. I also have a few words to tell you."

Yang Yan nodded and left with Ling Chongzi.

They reappeared on Spirit Bamboo Peak, and after sitting on the ground, Yang Yan proactively asked, "Sect Leader, calling this disciple here, may I know what you wish to instruct?"

Ling Chongzi nodded, saying, "Indeed, there are some things I wish to tell you. Since you have already touched that level, you ought to be informed of some matters."

He paused slightly, then continued, "You must have entered the Sea of Mist?"

"Indeed!" Yang Yan nodded.

Though some time had passed, he still felt a little afraid of that eerie place.

"Actually, the mist in the Sea of Mist has significantly lessened these past years, and compared to the past five hundred years, the time it spends dissipating seems to lengthen." Ling Chongzi’s voice sounded somewhat low, his eyes carried an inerasable worry.

Yang Yan didn’t speak, quietly waiting for Ling Chongzi to continue.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that Ling Chongzi was speaking so solemnly because something significant was about to happen, and it was closely related to the Sea of Mist.