The Most Powerful Bodyguard

Yang Yan was pursuing the Withered Wood Demon Monarch, rapidly approaching the Land of Mist.

Seeing the mist dispersing here, the Withered Wood Demon Monarch’s face showed delight, flying towards it.

In Yang Yan’s heart, the warning voice of Nascent Void echoed, stopping him abruptly, halting before the Land of Mist with a grave expression.

Meanwhile, before the Withered Wood Demon Monarch could react, a shadow covering the sky and blocking the sun appeared beneath the sea surface.

In an instant, the Withered Wood Demon Monarch had vanished without a trace.

Nascent Void said with some fright, "That’s a Bone-Transforming Dragon!"

Bone-Transforming Dragon?

Yang Yan had never heard of such a creature, even after going through ancient texts, there wasn’t a single mention of it.

Nascent Void, already in sync with Yang Yan’s mind, immediately explained, "This creature was supposed to have been exterminated by Ancient Cultivators long ago, I didn’t expect it to reappear here. Who is bold enough to dare to breed such an evil creature?"

Yang Yan could naturally tell that even Nascent Void feared this creature, and couldn’t help asking, "What exactly is a Bone-Transforming Dragon?"

Nascent Void said gravely, "The Bone-Transforming Dragon, according to legend, is a monster bred by using the bones of a beast with True Dragon Bloodline, feeding it with the flesh and blood of thousands of creatures, a monster known only for slaughter."

"In the Ancient Times, there was an Evil Cultivator who specialized in breeding Bone-Transforming Dragons, hoping one day to transform it into a True Dragon."

"But unexpectedly, the Bone-Transforming Dragon became controlled by its bloodlust and devoured the Evil Cultivator who created it, breaking through to the late Divinity Transformation stage."

"For a time, it stirred up a bloodstorm, like a human catastrophe. Finally, a group of strong individuals at that time joined forces, sinking a piece of land to kill it."

Yang Yan couldn’t help but be shocked in his heart.

Is this cage-like place created by a Great Power to breed the Bone-Transforming Dragon?

If this is truly the case, then for what purpose was this place created?

For a moment, Yang Yan’s heart became extremely heavy.

He had never imagined the waters here to be so deep!

Not only were there strange Teleportation Arrays, but also fog that isolated Divine Sense.

Now, a Bone-Transforming Dragon has appeared as well...

This surely isn’t a coincidence.

So, who exactly is secretly controlling all this?

Yang Yan’s face was uncertain.

He hadn’t even entered the Land of Mist yet, and had already encountered such a dangerous creature.

He didn’t know what kind of dangers awaited him deep within the mist!

Recalling the aura akin to a prehistoric fierce beast he sensed when leaving the Land of Mist last time, Yang Yan felt his scalp tingle.

He instinctively took a deep breath to calm his mind, dispelling distractions from his thoughts, and stared intently at the Land of Mist.

He didn’t know how long had passed when Yang Yan’s eyes flashed, and he made up his mind to secretly avoid danger and leave this place quickly.

The Land of Mist was dotted with countless islands, and despite Yang Yan delving deep for a long time, he hadn’t encountered any danger.

The more this was the case, the more he didn’t dare to let his guard down.

He could clearly feel that the further he went, the thicker the mist became, and the suppression on his Spiritual Sense was getting stronger.

Initially, even though he was within the mist, he could still lock onto a range of at least one kilometer with his Spiritual Sense.

But as he continued further, this range gradually compressed, and now, it could only extend to a radius of one hundred meters.

Using this ability to sense, Yang Yan was able to advance without mishap, and he hadn’t encountered any formidable enemies.

Within the mist, various oddly shaped creatures began to appear, all exuding an aura from ancient times, making one feel stifled.

Compared to last time entering the Land of Mist, these terrifying existences were several levels more dangerous.

Fortunately, last time, Yang Yan had only loitered around the periphery and hadn’t ventured deep; otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.

It was precisely because of the aura these creatures carried that Yang Yan could detect them in advance and avoid danger.

As such, the journey had been relatively safe.

Yang Yan didn’t know how long he had been flying when he suddenly stopped atop a precipice.

Facing a place obscured by mist, he said coldly, "Come out."

A few seconds later, three black-robed cultivators appeared within the mist.

However, due to the dense mist, even though they were only a few dozen meters apart, their appearances couldn’t be discerned.

A cold voice from one of the three spoke out, "This place is territory of our Demon Cultivation Sect, hand over the Spirit Stones and Magical Treasure you possess and leave at once, otherwise..."

Before the person could finish speaking, Yang Yan snorted coldly, releasing a violent burst of Spiritual Sense directly targeting the three.

The three were merely in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, causing Yang Yan to feel a sudden urge to kill.

In a flash, the light of the Godslaying Sword flickered in the eyes of the three, their bodies convulsing as if struck by electricity, their eyes revealing a bewildered look.

As their pupils gradually diffused, the light in their eyes grew dimmer, and with a soft pop in the air, their Spiritual Senses shattered.

Two of them died on the spot, leaving one with scattered Spiritual Sense, swaying as though he might collapse at any moment.

Yang Yan left one alive merely to perform a Soul Searching Technique, to obtain the information he sought.

Very quickly, Yang Yan understood that they had come in search of treasures, and were only a small, unremarkable group among them.

It turned out that quite a few sects had knowledge of the secrets within the mist, seizing the moment when the mist cleared to search for opportunities here.

Some mysterious forces even used this place as a trial ground, sending numerous disciples, escorted by experts, to conduct field training here.

For the cultivators living near the sea, this event was nothing short of a gourmet feast, attracting many genuinely powerful figures.

It’s rumored that some reclusive old monsters were secretly involved but seldom showed up.

Understanding the current situation, Yang Yan’s face couldn’t help but turn serious.

Though these people were acting as a vanguard, helping him avoid certain hidden dangers,

it’s also true that their presence might disturb truly terrifying creatures, potentially plunging him into danger inadvertently.

Having collected their Storage Treasures, Yang Yan kicked the three bodies into the sea to dispose of them.

After all, there was a group of unknown creatures patrolling below where the corpses fell.

Without another glance, he leapt deeper in, swiftly vanishing into the mist.

Racing onward for at least two kilometers, Yang Yan suddenly paused, his expression shifting slightly, and he swiftly used Instant Teleportation to conceal his presence, hiding within the mist.

Almost immediately, a stream of light shot through the mist in front of him.

Using a bit of Spiritual Sense, Yang Yan tried to catch the aura of the being, trying to ascertain what was happening, when a sense of alarm suddenly rang in his mind.

Startled, Yang Yan quickly withdrew his Spiritual Sense.

An ensuing Qi Force followed, striking empty space, searching for his Spiritual Sense.

In the rush, Yang Yan used Instant Teleportation once more, quietly avoiding the attack.

However, the attacker, missing its mark, had no intention of entangling with him, as another long rainbow of light came shooting from behind them, forcing the attacker to hasten their escape.