The Most Powerful Bodyguard

The woman’s gaze grew cold, and she uttered four words emanating an intense chilling aura—

"Cold Heaven Ice Arrival!"

Instantly, the water in the pool behind her transformed into a pillar that shot skyward, forming a massive ice cone suspended in mid-air, its sharp tip aimed at Yang Yan, glinting with cold light.

In a moment, the entire hall was enveloped in a chilling atmosphere, as if it sought to freeze both blood and soul.

As Yang Yan felt himself firmly locked in, the woman lightly waved her other hand, and the ice cone came whistling towards him.

Seeing the ice cone above growing larger, Yang Yan silently exclaimed that it was bad, forming a seal with one hand, a Nascent Void Transformation sword materializing in his hand, aimed directly at the woman opposite.

Military Technique—Heaven Slayer!

As he moved swiftly, a flash of gold covered his entire body, forming a golden bell that enveloped him entirely.

Gang Qi glittered, a golden dragon coiling around Yang Yan’s body, roaring thunderously.

"Nine-Turn Body Protection Spell!"

The woman brightened with interest and chuckled lightly, "Interesting, you actually understand Immortal Technique."

As the sword in Yang Yan’s hand approached, she seemed utterly fearless, not even attempting to dodge.

Merely feeling a flicker before her eyes, the woman, though still standing gracefully, appeared to wear royal attire, her previously loose hair now elegantly pinned.

Not only her clothes but also her jewelry were adorned with traces of the great Dao!

"Since you know Immortal Techniques, I cannot let you exist. In this world, only I can be an immortal."

With her words, a thunderous lightning bolt exploded at Yang Yan’s feet.

As the sword in his hand was about to pierce the woman’s chest, Yang Yan had to give up.

A lightning beam as thick as a barrel appeared above his head out of nowhere.

If he forcefully attacked, the traces of the great Dao on her body might neutralize his killing move, while the lightning strike would surely rob him of half his life.

In a flash, Yang Yan managed an instant teleportation to evade the descending thunder.

However, as he appeared again, another thunder appeared over his head.

With the mysterious appearance and unimaginable power of the lightning, Yang Yan had no choice but to endure it.

He swung the sword in his hand fiercely towards the bolt of lightning.

Boom—

With the explosion, the entire space trembled violently.

Yang Yan’s blood churned, causing him to vomit a mouthful of fresh blood.

Yet, this seemed only the beginning.

The threads of electricity showed no fear of the golden light around Yang Yan, briefly hindered before piercing through the Wish Power-enhanced barrier, entering his body.

These currents seemed almost sentient, roaming through Yang Yan’s body, destroying his meridians and bloodline.

"Ah!"

The intense pain made Yang Yan scream, his consciousness blurring.

Yang Yan could clearly feel the lightning within him not only destroying his meridians and bloodline but also devouring his internal power.

Gritting his teeth against the agonizing pain, Yang Yan concentrated, and the Immortal Piercing Spear appeared in his hands.

"You... How do you possess this..."

Seeing the object, the woman’s eyes revealed traces of fear.

Without hesitation, Yang Yan focused all his power on the spear’s tip, instant teleporting with a fierce thrust towards her.

Threads of blood-colored flame entwined the spear’s tip, within moments enveloping the Immortal Piercing Spear entirely.

Yang Yan’s attack was swift, coupled with the spear’s inherent power, collapsing layers of space.

No!

The woman gasped, her beautiful face distorted by terror.

She continued to enhance her defense in front of her, but it was futile.

The Immortal Piercing Spear, as if equipped with a radar system, would not stop until hitting the target.

The spear ultimately pierced the woman, completely impaling her.

From her body flowed golden blood, her body rapidly weakening, struggling towards the pool on the altar.

Yang Yan, exhausted, also fell, unable to prevent her.

At this moment, his cultivation was wasted, his True Qi entirely absorbed by the uncanny lightning.

As Yang Yan fell, the woman’s abdomen suddenly exploded, revealing a blood-red peach, which now resembled a heart.

This blood-red peach, like what Yang Yan encountered earlier, released a sinister black mist.

"Immortal! I shall be... immortal! Your body is mine, mine now..."

The eerie voice echoed in the hall, relentlessly agitating Yang Yan’s mind.

The next moment, he transformed into a trail of black light, appearing above Yang Yan’s head.

Like a waterfall, innumerable black mist mixed with blood-colored light engulfed the powerless Yang Yan.

Yet, at the moment of contact, a brilliant red light surged from his body, mingled with strands of golden light.

As this peculiar light rose, Yang Yan felt a warmth akin to a mother’s embrace, while the blood-tinged black mist contacting his body abruptly halted, unable to advance further.

As if provoked, the black mist churned, incessantly clashing against the golden glow.

The defensive barrier around Yang Yan, painstakingly raised, peeled away under the relentless assault.

As the golden light waned, Yang Yan exerted his last consciousness, invoking Wish Power to resist.

However, with his damaged meridians, summoning such power was now a luxury.

Then, the Immortal Piercing Spear moved.

It returned to Yang Yan’s side from the woman who had crawled back into the Blood Pool.

Suddenly, the crystal-clear spear burst with dazzling light, reflecting on Yang Yan and emitting the same radiance.

Boom!

With a slight explosion, Tang Yan felt his body fill with limitless power, his previously damaged meridians rapidly reconstructing.

Boom!

The golden brilliance exploded, blowing apart the black mist entirely.

However, Yang Yan had no time to rejoice, his expression changing abruptly.

The pillar of the altar suddenly roared with waves of energy erupting.

Immediately, a mystical aura enveloped, countless blood-light-emitting black qi gushing from the mouths of four beasts.

Metal, wood, water, fire...

Four different elemental forces pressured Yang Yan fervently.

Yet Yang Yan’s eyes were locked on the Blood Pool.

It, too, exuded black mist, now clearly carrying an earth-elemental aura.

The five forces must not unite.

This was Yang Yan’s sole thought at the moment.

Above him, five handprints loomed, with the earth element the most formidable.

Seeing the five prints about to merge, Yang Yan could no longer hesitate, seizing the Immortal Piercing Spear beside him to charge at the earth-elemental handprint.