The Most Powerful Bodyguard

After a long time, an old, murky tear rolled down the weathered face of the old man.

The teardrop shattered onto the ice layer, and a radiant gleam flashed by.

The scene before them made Yang Yan's eyelids twitch involuntarily.

Because that spot on the ice layer was hardening at a visibly rapid pace.

The surface of the ice didn't show any change, but Yang Yan could see the transformation within its internal structure.

That piece of ice had undergone a fundamental, earth-shattering change.

Ao Tian also sensed something was wrong, and his reaction was to directly punch down hard.

"Boom!"

The huge shockwave made Ao Tian's robe whip and flutter.

After the shockwave dissipated, the piece of ice endured Ao Tian's powerful attack. Despite being filled with spiderweb-like cracks inside, it did not shatter.

Ao Tian swallowed, stood up, and said to Yang Yan with a frown:

"I just used thirty percent of my strength."

At this point, Zhuge Wushuang and the others who had been standing afar also gathered around, their eyes filled with astonishment.

The scene just now was entirely captured by the three people.

Who would have thought that with such a simple enchantment, that small piece of ice could withstand thirty percent of the strength of one of the Four Emperors, the Ice Emperor?!

"The ability of our Dusk Race is healing, as well as enhancement!"

The old man raised his head and said to Yang Yan in a deep voice:

"This enhancement is not an ordinary one; it is a temporary internal transformation."

"Ordinary people cannot withstand this enhancement, but inanimate objects and people like you can."

The old man paused suddenly, staring intently at Yang Yan.

He seemed to want to glean something from Yang Yan's eyes.

Or perhaps he was expecting something.

However, to his disappointment, Yang Yan merely nodded, showing no unusual expression.

The old man seemed unwilling to accept Yang Yan's indifferent reaction.

He clenched his right hand and suddenly a white light shot towards Fu Changjian.

Startled, Fu Changjian was about to dodge, but was stopped by Yang Yan.

Then, the confusion on Fu Changjian's face turned to astonishment.

"This augmentation power is almost negligible for top-level experts like you."

"Because your bodies have developed to a level we cannot comprehend, even mastering the laws of the world."

The old man pointed at Fu Changjian, whose mouth was slightly open in disbelief:

"But now that he has received my strengthenings, he can fight those two."

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Ruyan and Zhuge Wushuang showed a trace of defiance on their faces.

Though they deliberately suppressed their strength and a head-to-head fight would not be to Fu Changjian's advantage, it's not as if he could take on both at once!

"It's indeed true!"

Yang Yan did not deny the old man's words, his face showing a faint sense of joy:

"To apply it to a person, fundamentally changing all their capabilities, a truly wondrous amplification technique."

With his level of strength, Yang Yan could naturally see the changes on Fu Changjian after receiving the old man's amplification technique.

At this moment, not only had Fu Changjian's senses, body structure resilience, and even his self-healing abilities been significantly enhanced.

What's more, the increase was no small feat, at least over thirty percent on his original foundation.

This is a terrifying ability!

Though Fu Changjian's strength wasn't considered top-notch, it was superlative.

To advance further at this stage is as challenging as climbing to the heavens.

Yet, the miraculous talent of the Dusk Race could directly boost his strength by a substantial margin.

"Impressive."

Yang Yan did not hesitate to praise and then asked:

"Just how long can it last?"

Yang Yan's response brought a hint of joy to the old man's face.

He answered honestly:

"This can only last about ten minutes. Moreover, I can release it at most ten times a day, and the effect will weaken each time."

"Additionally, the same person can only accept such an amplification once a day; otherwise, side effects will occur."

At this point, the old man looked a bit troubled:

"This ability, to cast it independently, requires someone at least at the elder level in our clan."

By now, Ao Tian had recovered from his shock.

His true nature immediately surfaced, dismissively saying:

"That's all its use is?"

Compared to Ao Tian's disdain, Gongsun Ruyan and Zhuge Wushuang looked eagerly at the old man.

After Yang Yan pointed it out, the surge from Fu Changjian was finally felt by the two of them.

Thirty percent!

This is certainly not a small figure.

Even if it's only for ten minutes, it's unimaginable for them.

"If it were just this, our Dusk Race might as well be unremarkable."

The old man chuckled self-deprecatingly, focusing intently on Ao Tian's eyes:

"But do you know about the Moon Devouring Race from history?"

"Moon Devouring?"

Ao Tian's expression changed.

As a veteran of the Four Emperors, he was naturally aware of such buried secrets.

However, this name was so old that he almost forgot about it.

Moreover, this name was quite unfamiliar to many people; it could be said that those who know about it nowadays might be counted on one hand.

For instance, Yang Yan, who now shook his head with a calm expression, indicating no awareness.

Although Ao Tian disapproved of Yang Yan's attitude of pretending not to care while clearly caring, he still immediately shared what he knew:

"Back in the ancient times, there was a war between the Human and Demon races, you know?"

Yang Yan raised an eyebrow. He naturally knew about the war between the Human and Demon races, but it was mostly hearsay, even held with some skepticism.

He didn't know why Ao Tian was bringing it up now.

Ao Tian apparently saw through Yang Yan's thoughts and smiled mysteriously:

"The current Demon Race seems to have vanished, yet nobody knows when they might rise from the ashes and return!"

"Moreover, there are indications that the so-called Demon Race might be descendants of an extraterrestrial civilization."

"Those sealed outside the Exotic Realm might very well be related to them."

"In ancient times, the Human and Demon races opposed each other, fighting as if the world was being plunged into darkness. In the end, six of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors perished, leaving only Flame and Yellow."

"At that time, the Human Race was already a remnant, barely surviving."

"The situation then was on the brink of the Ancient Continent falling under the rule of the Demon Race, with humanity on the verge of extinction."

"The Demon Lord at the time killed two emperors and four sovereigns in succession! Then further advanced by absorbing their power through secret techniques, reaching further to the legendary Half-Step Divine Realm!"

"Just half a step short of the Divine Realm! Mastering all the laws of this world, immortal and indestructible, becoming the absolute dominator."

Though it was recounting past events, Ao Tian's tone carried a bit of excitement.

Such a realm, even at present, he could only gaze at, and being one who revered power, he naturally envied it immensely.