The Most Powerful Bodyguard

At this moment, Yang Yan already understood that the silhouette was meant for the inheritor, which was himself, and thus changed his previous attitude, respectfully replying: "It is indeed by chance that I obtained Elder Zhao’s inheritance."

"Hahaha! Good, although it took quite some effort, the Military Technique did not end with me, an old man’s wish has been fulfilled!"

Yang Yan sensed something and quickly said: "Senior, you are not here."

"Of course not." Zhao Heng sighed, "My Divine Soul has long fallen into the cycle of reincarnation, and my body has dispersed into the heaven and earth. This is merely a Divine Sense I left here."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan deeply bowed towards the silhouette.

Zhao Heng’s silhouette did not turn around but merely waved his hand gently, sighing: "In the end, everyone must die. There’s no need for this. It’s just a pity that my Revive the Dead technique could not be passed on."

Saying this, the silhouette sorrowfully shook his head, appearing even lonelier.

After a moment of silence, he continued, "Old man watched you defeat the golden giant, apart from control, you must also understand some medical skills. As such, are you willing to inherit my medical skills?"

Yang Yan was delighted, excitedly saying: "Senior, you understand the Revive the Dead technique. I wish to learn!"

At this moment, he urgently needed to master this technique, as Wuyi and even the three Dragon Children were waiting for him to revive them, which would be a great combat force in the upcoming catastrophe.

"Haha! Of course, I understand. This is a magic I created for my wife." Zhao Heng’s silhouette responded, "Years ago, when my beloved wife unfortunately passed away, I turned the pages of countless medical books, spent more than a thousand years seeking rare medicines in the three realms, and finally found this method."

Yang Yan couldn’t help but feel a bit sentimental.

This senior was also a passionate person!

Zhao Heng’s silhouette continued: "Well, I don’t have much time left. There is no time to delay, let’s begin!"

Without waiting for Yang Yan’s response, a Spell emanated from his mouth.

Once the spell was recited, a golden light flew out from the wall, penetrating Yang Yan’s mind without any hindrance.

Yang Yan felt as if his Sea of Consciousness suddenly had a single golden page formed from light, and then calmed down to carefully read the words on it.

This single page recorded a total of one hundred twenty-eight medical techniques, centered around the Revive the Dead technique, and detailed aspects of the human body through these methods.

It opened a new door for Yang Yan.

Yang Yan realized for the first time, even at this level, medical skills could not only save lives but also take them.

The Revive the Dead technique required Yang Yan’s control over Spiritual Power and the soul to reach a nuanced level.

This wasn’t too much for Yang Yan at the moment.

The most crucial thing now was how to find those specific herbs listed in the book.

Regarding this, he had no idea where to start, leading him to take one step at a time.

After imparting the medical skills to Yang Yan, the silhouette projected by Zhao Heng’s Divine Thought immediately became more insubstantial.

Yang Yan looked at the silhouette, falling into a long silence.

After a long while, he finally spoke: "Thank you, senior, for your great kindness. I cannot repay you, I can only fulfill your uncompleted wish to repay your grace."

Upon hearing this, the silhouette sighed, filled with endless nostalgia and melancholy.

"Fulfill my wish? Young man, you are thoughtful. But the Ancient Celestial Race is not that simple."

Ancient Celestial Race!

Yang Yan was startled.

From the mural he saw, the Celestial Demon King seemed to have been banished by the Ancient Celestial Race.

In that case, the next catastrophe must be inseparable from the Ancient Celestial Race!

Yang Yan pondered for a moment and said to the silhouette: "Please provide details, senior. This Celestial Race may be what we are about to face."

The silhouette seemed to recall something and continued: "It was a tumultuous era, humans were struggling to resist the Ancient Celestial Race, which had advantages beyond human reach, continuously staying ahead."

"But in the end, humans still managed to drive the Ancient Celestial Race back to the Immortal Realm with their indomitable spirit. Are they attempting to make a comeback now?"

"And I, in order to resist the three Great Powers of the Ancient Celestial Race, fought valiantly but died..." The silhouette spoke of its death with pride in its tone.

Finally, it gradually faded away in its words.

Yang Yan watched the vanishing silhouette, speechless for a long time.

In the end, he could only sigh deeply, use his finger as a brush, and carve a poem onto the shadowy wall.

But let the flying general remain in Dragon City, to block the Hu horses from crossing Yin Mountain.

It was a poem from Earth, he wanted to commemorate this spirit of fearless dedication.

Just as he finished carving and was about to mourn the deceased, the dispersed light of the silhouette slowly gathered into a ball of light in front of Yang Yan.

Upon touching it, Yang Yan’s expression suddenly changed.

Unfortunately, he didn’t even have time to react before being swept into a strange space.

While Yang Yan was puzzled, within the space, Zhao Heng’s distant and aged voice was heard.

"Fortunate one of a later generation, within the space you have entered is my Mystical Technique, as well as a test. Should you pass my test, you will obtain my Mystical Technique."

His voice had just fallen, and the entire space suddenly began to vibrate intensely.

Within the space, many stars appeared, implicitly containing the Array of All Heavens and Stars.

Yang Yan activated Nascent Void to protect himself while remaining alert to unknown dangers.

Once more, Zhao Heng’s voice came from within the space: "Within this space, I only left one trial, which is the comprehension of my Mystical Technique. If your talent is sufficient, you may comprehend a hint of Mystical Technique and break through this Array of All Heavens and Stars, gaining my Mystical Technique—Meteor Fall."

His voice had just fallen, and the Array of All Heavens and Stars began to operate automatically, with starlight falling towards Yang Yan.

As Yang Yan prepared to dodge, he suddenly discovered that it seemed as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, suppressing him and preventing him from escaping.

Yang Yan injected a large amount of Spiritual Power into Nascent Void to bolster defence, along with Wish Power, strengthening it to the utmost.

Buzz—

As streams of Star Power descended, the body of the Nascent Void Tower shook violently.

Yang Yan inside only felt his blood churn, as if overwhelmingly wanting to find an outlet.

He focused intensely, barely managing to forcibly suppress the blood in his mouth.

While resisting with all his might, Yang Yan also hurriedly contemplated countermeasures.

Once the Star Power temporarily ceased, he lifted Nascent Void above his head, resisting the sudden gravity, and flew towards the Array of All Heavens and Stars in the air.

When he got slightly closer, he did not hesitate to unleash the Space Blade towards the array.

Following the Space Blade hitting the target, the operation of the array paused for a moment, after which more Star Power was generated to smash down on Yang Yan.