The Most Powerful Bodyguard

The Three-legged Crow and Bai Ze were acutely aware that Yang Yan had been marked as a must-kill target by the Celestial Demon King.

Therefore, they could not afford to give it the slightest opportunity; otherwise, it would stop at nothing to kill Yang Yan.

However, what they never expected was that after all these years of dedicated cultivation and the power-enhancing effects of this place, the Celestial Demon King had already recovered to the late Divinity Transformation stage.

Fortunately, the puppet body could not allow him to exert his full strength, only about seven or eight-tenths; otherwise, they wouldn’t even be able to withstand a single move from the opponent.

But even so, under the Celestial Demon King’s storm-like attacks, Yang Yan and his companions found themselves in peril, struggling to cope.

Yang Yan’s blood surged, his heart anxious, he could no longer afford to hesitate. He quickly used the Nascent Soul to forcibly unleash the Space Blade.

The Space Blade automatically locked onto the Celestial Demon King, whose face suddenly changed, vigilantly looking towards Yang Yan.

Unfortunately, it was ultimately a step too late.

Before it could react, the Space Blade had already appeared out of thin air, landing on its body.

Crack——

Accompanied by the first crisp sound, followed closely by others.

In an instant, the puppet housing the Celestial Demon King fractured everywhere, a mournful howl from the Primordial Spirit, which transformed into a halo and flew out from the puppet body.

However, the moment it was exposed to the air, its entire Primordial Spirit immediately dimmed significantly.

After Yang Yan unleashed the Space Blade, the Nascent Soul immediately fell silent, unable to deliver a second blow in a short time.

Additionally, due to the forceful activation, someone even felt a bit dizzy.

He took a deep breath, trying his best to regain his composure, preventing himself from falling to the ground.

Seeing the Celestial Demon’s King Primordial Spirit floating in the air, Yang Yan regretted silently.

He promptly collected his thoughts, activated his Heart Technique for slight recovery, then let out a sharp shout and rejoined the battle.

The Celestial Demon King lost its puppet body, and with the damage suffered by its Primordial Spirit from the previous blow, its pressure greatly increased.

The Celestial Demon King knew that if it continued to drag on like this, defeat was inevitable, so it recklessly burned its Primordial Spirit, unleashing a stunning strike that forcibly pushed back Wuyi and others, transforming into a stream of light as it fled desperately from Cloud Mist Mountain.

Yang Yan and the others hurriedly chased after, determined not to let the Celestial Demon King escape.

Thus, the chase and flight continued, and before long they were already ten thousand miles away from Cloud Mist Mountain.

Looking up ahead, there was a vast ocean.

However, Yang Yan and his companions had already made up their minds; even if it meant going to the ends of the earth, they would find a way to kill the Celestial Demon King in one blow, completely eradicating the threat.

Turning back to look at Yang Yan, who seemed like an unshakeable pursuer, a grim expression flashed in the Celestial Demon King’s eyes.

Realizing it could not escape, it gritted its teeth fiercely and once again forcefully burned its Primordial Spirit, instantaneously boosting its cultivation to the late Divinity Transformation stage.

With another furious roar, the Celestial Demon King’s Primordial Spirit transformed into a ghostly light, roaring toward Yang Yan and the others like lightning.

Wuyi and the others, well aware of the Celestial Demon King’s might, seeing that it was recklessly burning its Primordial Spirit, hastily exerted every bit of their strength to counter it.

Unfortunately, at this moment, the Celestial Demon King was engaging in a struggle as if a trapped beast, employing techniques that damaged its enemies and itself alike. Just upon contact, everyone felt the overwhelming violent force engulf them, instantly sent flying amidst the powerful storm impact.

Wuyi and the others quickly exchanged glances, having no choice but to emulate the Celestial Demon King, burning their Primordial Spirits individually, pushing their own powers to the extreme, and returning to the fray.

The combat continued for a long time, as everyone’s Primordial Spirit gradually dimmed, and their attack power continued to decrease.

However, no one gave up, as if they wouldn’t rest until they vanquished their opponent.

By this time, the earth had sunk several meters, exposing bare rocks.

And those rocks, under the barrage of chaotic energies, incessantly crumbled, even disintegrating into powder, scattered by the wind.

As the scope of the battle expanded, the coastline started to develop cracks, seawater surged back, and beneath the feet of Yang Yan and his companions quickly formed a vast lake.

While engaging in battle, Yang Yan continuously searched for the right opportunity, preparing to kill the Celestial Demon King in one stroke.

At the very least, he needed to severely wound it.

Otherwise, if it dragged on like this, though they could overwhelm the fewer with the many and seize victory in the end, who knew what price they would have to pay.

To be honest, after spending this time together, Yang Yan had already developed deep feelings with everyone, unwilling to see any of them get hurt.

Finally, persistence paid off, and indeed he found an opportunity!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Yang Yan seized the chance, activated Wish Power, and unleashed the Seven-Colored Divine Pupil, accurately striking the Celestial Demon King’s Primordial Spirit.

Roar!

A heart-wrenching roar, the Celestial Demon King’s wounds worsened, its Primordial Spirit suddenly became ethereal.

Seeing this heaven-sent opportunity, Wuyi and the others were not about to let it slip by, unanimously accelerating the burning of their Primordial Spirits, enhancing their attacks instantly.

With his strike landing successfully, Yang Yan immediately prepared to summon Nascent Void to seal the Celestial Demon King once more and then refine it.

However, the Celestial Demon King suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, expressing: "Thinking of my Celestial Demon’s lifetime triumphs, once invincible among the stars, who dared not to tremble at the sight of me!"

"Never did I think, coming to this Wandering Dragon Star, only to encounter the monstrous Zhao Heng at the time. He fought against me for ages, barely managing to seal me with the Wish Power of All Living Beings!"

"Unexpectedly, dozens of thousands of years later, I keep hitting walls in front of a cultivator like you below Divinity Transformation."

The Celestial Demon King suddenly stared at Yang Yan, its expression ferocious, shouting: "Ant! Remember this, the great disaster between heaven and earth is looming, I hope you’ll still be alive then. Hahaha! Hahaha..."

The Celestial Demon King’s Spiritual Sense began to fluctuate wildly, causing the surrounding space to warp violently.

Seeing this, Wuyi’s face changed drastically, quickly shouting to everyone: "Retreat, everyone retreat now! It’s going to self-destruct its Primordial Spirit, taking us down with it."

The Celestial Demon King laughed maniacally, saying: "Too late, far too late! You all just obediently die with me! Hahaha——"

Wuyi and the others couldn’t retreat in time as the Celestial Demon King’s Spiritual Sense suddenly transformed into dazzling light, sweeping through everything.

Wuyi and the others’ Primordial Spirits were swept away by the terrifying explosion’s chaotic flow, with three Dragon Children immediately losing consciousness, their Primordial Spirits flickering, likely to dissipate at any moment.

Without thinking twice, Yang Yan hurriedly pulled them into Nascent Void for protection.

However, Yang Yan himself was in dire straits, still injured by the dreadful blast.

His clothes instantly turned to ash, skin ripped, pitted and scarred.

Most terrifying, his thighs suddenly lost sensation, most likely severed by the chaotic flow of power.

The area originally filled by seawater was entirely evaporated.

A stick of incense later, seawater slowly flowed back.

Wuyi and the others’ Primordial Spirits, though suspended in mid-air, were severely injured, each flickering, as if about to vanish at any moment.

Looking at the devastated state of everyone, Yang Yan couldn’t help but smile bitterly: "I never expected the Celestial Demon King would choose self-destruction; we probably will take a very long time to recover."