Chapter 1547: Breakthrough

Chapter 1547: Chapter 1547: Breakthrough

Yang Yan’s face was heavy, and with a flash, he landed on an exposed rock at the mountain’s peak, sat cross-legged, and then slowly closed his eyes, entering a meditative state.

After sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop for several days, Yang Yan opened his eyes again, his body surging with Spiritual Power, and the surrounding space seemed to resonate due to these forces.

A hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and then with a flip of his palm, a Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine appeared in his hand.

Immediately, with a thought, a flame as if made of void swiftly enveloped the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine, beginning to melt it rapidly.

To everyone’s amazement, Yang Yan wasn’t ingesting a single Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine, but directly using the Soul Flame to refine and then absorb it.

As the power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Medicine continually released, for a moment, Blood Qi behind him transformed into a world.

In this chaotic-like world, one could faintly see the heavens rising and falling, visions of gods and demons falling continuously appearing.

The World Tree stood within, slowly unfolding its branches, effortlessly piercing through universes.

If outsiders saw Yang Yan’s state, they would surely think he was reckless.

The Nine Heavens Gang Wind wantonly blew inside and outside his body, shredding blood and flesh.

Profound Nether Heavy Water with a metallic sheen flowed inside him, causing crystalline bones to wither and fall off.

Nine Heavens Leaving Fire burned within him, turning his Blood Qi and internal organs into ashes.

Why, after the battle in Ancient Times, is it difficult for Saints to emerge?

It’s because Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi has depleted.

In such an atmosphere, a Half-Saint Cultivator simply cannot draw enough Spiritual Qi to restore themselves.

And there are no Spiritual Medicines rich in Spiritual Qi to reshape their bodies.

Only very few have passed these three disasters, so many people do not know the reasons behind it.

Yang Yan’s body, in a brief moment, turned into a black skeleton, and gradually, the bones turned into flying ashes.

At this time, a vast surge of Blood Qi emerged from the bones yet to disappear, like a dragon, continuously restoring Yang Yan’s damaged body.

In just a few short days, Yang Yan’s body was wrecked and repaired tens of thousands of times.

On this day, everything around fell silent, and Yang Yan’s body suddenly roared with the Great Dao, emitting a dazzling treasure-like light.

Rumble——

With a fierce tremor, Rules imprinted as Luo Seals upon his body.

Yang Yan slightly moved his body, even consciously suppressing his inherent power, yet the surrounding space inevitably collapsed, countless Chaotic Qi frantically raging.

A gleam flashed in Yang Yan’s eyes, and with a casual wave, space was completely healed, returning to its original peace.

Though Yang Yan appeared unconcerned on the surface, in reality, he was inwardly shaken.

He never imagined that just these three disasters would be so terrifying, nearly leading to his demise.

Yang Yan sat cross-legged again, composed his mind, adjusted his state to the best, and once again entered the void state.

His expression was serious as he began facing five challenges once more.

For a moment, the Power of Time flowed, and Yang Yan’s body alternated between youth and old age.

His Spiritual Sense withered, the only remaining flicker like a candle in the wind, continuously sinking into boundless desolation, apparently on the brink of extinguishing at any moment.

Simultaneously, pustules appeared on his body, which quickly rotted, exposing his stark white bones.

During this process, expressions of pain and despair repeatedly appeared on Yang Yan’s face.

Yet, nobody knew Yang Yan was undergoing tribulation, as the people at the mountain’s base were immersed in enlightenment, unable to extricate themselves.

Beyond this forested mountain, the Celestial Venerable, unwilling to give up on the Space Enlightenment Stone, dispatched numerous hands searching for Yang Yan and others continuously.

Moreover, it’s not only the Celestial Venerable, but also the Soul Race forces, and even those Ten Thousand Races Cultivators who superficially retreated have not abandoned their pursuit.

This battlefield was rife with undercurrents due to the Celestial Venerable’s actions for a time.

Powerful races began to reveal their presence, all eager to obtain the Source of Rules related to space.

They silently joined the search team, although they could sense each other’s presence, they had a tacit understanding not to incite major conflicts.

While craving to seize the Source of Space Law, they also wanted to see just who it was that made the Celestial Venerable mobilize such force for a search.

Time flew by, and three months have passed since the last incident.

Yang Yan’s reputation reached its peak during these three months.

The Celestial Venerable mobilized all his forces to find him, yet ultimately found nothing.

Instead, in the later stages, many people lost patience, venting their fury on the encountered alien races, engaging in fights.

Initially, these were just small-scale disputes, but over time, this situation seemed to escalate under the influence of some, leading to dire consequences.

No one knew where Yang Yan went.

At this moment, in a concealed cave on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, Yang Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, his form flickering, elusive.

Back then, due to excessive exertion, his face was pale, but now it had become much more rosy.

It was clear that Yang Yan’s injury had now basically healed.

Yet he seemed to drift between reality and void, his silhouette not solid.

Moreover, if observed closely, one would find strands of Spiritual Power surrounding Yang Yan.

This occurs only when his inner Spiritual Power reaches saturation, a state of icy rain threshold.

In other words, Yang Yan is now on the verge of breakthrough at any time.

Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian looked at Yang Yan, murmuring: "Master, hurry and wake up, we still have to ride forth together!"

For three months, Void-Devouring Tiger and Ao Tian had been guarding in front of Yang Yan.

Because of the Soul Contract between Void-Devouring Tiger and Yang Yan, coupled with his expertise in Space Law.

Back when his cultivation had barely reached the late Golden Core stage, this guy dared to forcibly cross the Void to enter the Land of Mist in search of Yang Yan.

Now with enhanced strength, cultivation already touching the Semi-Saint level, it’s even easier.

Other than routinely going out to gather news, they spent all their time guarding here.

If they hadn’t known Yang Yan’s internal injuries were healed, they might have rushed out to avenge the Celestial Venerable long ago.

After a moment of melancholy, Void-Devouring Tiger adjusted his mood and said to Ao Tian: "Old rules, it’s my turn to go out and explore the sacred traces today. You keep watch on Master, don’t let him be discovered."

Ao Tian nodded, instructed Void-Devouring Tiger: "Mm, be careful, recently the searches by the Celestial Venerable’s subordinates have become more frequent."

"If they hadn’t been killing each other, holding each other back, they probably would have found us here by now."

Just as Void-Devouring Tiger was about to leave, they suddenly felt a massive energy converging towards the cave.

And the endpoint of the energy was within Yang Yan’s body!

They were startled, quickly exchanged a glance, then surprised, turned back to look at Yang Yan.