Chapter 1538: Source of Rules

Chapter 1538: Chapter 1538: Source of Rules

Yang Yan steadied his mind slightly, then turned to Ao Tian and the others and said, "The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races is extremely bizarre. You all must be exceedingly careful, and remember not to let the intention of slaughter within you lead you astray."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

At this moment, a sorrowful cry abruptly came from afar: "Ah! Who are you, daring to use such an evil technique on me. My master will not spare you."

Yang Yan snorted coldly. The space around the man collapsed, his body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist swallowed by the void.

Yang Yan then turned to ask, "Hu, do you know who attacked you? And why are they hunting you?"

The Void-Devouring Tiger’s face showed anger: "That person with green scales on his face is from the Cyan Sky Race. Simply because we found a stalk of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine, and he happened to see it. Then he led a group to hunt us."

A shocked expression appeared on Yang Yan’s previously calm face.

Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine?!

This is an extremely rare spiritual medicine.

It’s even fair to call it an Immortal Elixir.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine is extremely rare, and its cultivation method is exceedingly bloody.

The place where the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine grows is sure to have been a burial ground.

At a minimum, a cultivator in the Saint Realm must have fallen, and not just one.

Its effects can elevate a cultivator’s physical body to the Saint Realm, but more importantly, it can enhance a person’s potential.

This determines the heights a cultivator can reach!

Yang Yan only learned about this kind of spiritual medicine during earlier exchanges with Jian Mingyin.

Otherwise, despite his extensive reading, he had never heard of such medicine.

Of course, it’s not surprising the Void-Devouring Tiger knows about the benefits of this medicine; after all, the blood of Ancient Times flows within its body.

This kind of bloodline inheritance is enviable to outsiders.

Whenever it encounters these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures—if it doesn’t contact them, so be it—but once it does, it inevitably awakens memories within its bloodline.

Yang Yan’s expression gradually turned solemn, lost in thought over unknown matters.

The Void-Devouring Tiger seemed unaware of Yang Yan’s serious expression and continued to speak angrily, "It’s all because of that damned fellow. If not for him, the opportunity we received wouldn’t be just that small. There’s actually a Source of Rules there."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan’s heart startled, and he quickly asked, "What did you say? There’s a Source of Rules there?!"

The Void-Devouring Tiger, seeing Yang Yan’s surprised face, suddenly laughed proudly.

"Master, bet you didn’t expect it; Master Hu—um, I, the Void-Devouring Tiger, also have deep opportunities. There’s indeed a Source of Rules there."

"While we were escaping, we saw a cluster of light full of Rules nestled deep within that place."

Yang Yan’s face turned somber, continuing to ask, "Could there be numerous corpses there? Ancient corpses washed by ages?"

The Void-Devouring Tiger looked at Yang Yan confusingly, nodded, and said, "How did you know? There are indeed many corpses, but they seem to be recently deceased; this I would not mistake."

Yang Yan’s eyes once again reflected a contemplative gaze, just as his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Ao Tian seemed to understand something, and his face abruptly changed.

Yang Yan nodded to Ao Tian, confirming the suspicion in his heart.

Suddenly, Yang Yan turned to the Void-Devouring Tiger, saying, "Hu, do you remember where you initially found the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine? Take me there."

The Void-Devouring Tiger laughed, "What’s this, Master, you’re interested in the Source of Rules too? Let me be clear, I found it first, you can’t hog it."

"But after fleeing for so long, I’m a bit unsure about the location; I can only try."

Saying this, a troubled expression appeared on the Void-Devouring Tiger’s face.

Yang Yan scolded with a laugh, "You stupid cat, what else can you do?"

Ao Bo boasted, "Godfather, this dumb tiger is unreliable, but I remembered it. I’ll take Godfather there, and we’ll snatch all their treasures. Just save a bit for me, I’m not as greedy as him."

Yang Yan couldn’t help but chuckle, ruffling Ao Bo’s slightly curly hair, urging everyone towards that place.

On the way, Yang Yan’s face was grim. Seeing this, Ao Tian transmitted worriedly, "Moonlight, might there be some danger there?"

Yang Yan sighed, looking at Ao Tian, who was pale from previous blood loss, and leisurely said, "When I first arrived at the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, I found the battlefield established upon the corpses of Ten Thousand Races."

"I initially thought the places you discovered were merely areas where corpses were exposed. But hearing Hu’s words, I suddenly realized it might not be that simple."

"Perhaps, when we entered the battlefield, we had already stepped into someone else’s laid trap."

Ao Tian was shocked, hastily covering his mouth, almost exclaiming.

Ao Tian’s brows knitted tightly as he carefully recalled that place.

The place where the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine was picked was in a basin, with many Void Realm and Half-Saint cultivators fallen there. They didn’t delve deeper.

But unexpectedly, they seemed overly fortunate, merely walking a short distance forward, they found the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine and were hunted by everyone.

But upon further reflection, Ao Tian found many doubts within.

According to the growth conditions of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine, it would naturally gather surrounding spiritual power, causing spiritual medicines to flourish around it.

However, when they picked it, none of this was observed.

Ao Tian looked at Yang Yan in shock.

Yang Yan shook his head with a bitter smile, signaling him not to speak out.

Ao Tian could only lightly nod, burying all his thoughts.

Ao Tian looked at the laughter and cheers filling the team because of Yang Yan’s presence and dismissed the idea of informing the others.

Half a day later, Yang Yan and the group reached the basin where the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine was discovered.

Yang Yan carefully examined the basin ahead, feeling that the blood qi here was more concentrated than elsewhere.

Besides this, there were no special findings.

The Void-Devouring Tiger beside him kept urging, "Master, hurry up, if you don’t go in, the Source of Rules will be taken by other cultivators. Are you scared?"

Ao Bo’s eyes shone with tiny stars, rubbing his hands as he snuck up beside Yang Yan, saying slyly:

"Godfather, let’s go in and plunder everyone! When I escaped, I saw many treasures forged from extremely precious materials inside."

Yang Yan couldn’t help but laugh, suppressing his thoughts, leading everyone into the depths of the basin.

At this time, within the depths of the basin, groups of cultivators from various races warily guarded each other in the air.

Among them, one group had their faces covered with green scales, precisely the Cyan Sky Race that Yang Yan had slain.

The leader’s face was gloomy, with the void around him cracking, while a majestic aura shot skyward.

Strange phenomena occurred above his head, stars falling, rivers of stars constantly surging.