Outside the Prison Suppression Pass, the figure seen was indeed Wang Yan.
At this mont, seeing Wang Yan, besides his clothes being tattered, there was not a single injury on him. His whole body's skin was smooth and porcelain white, and his aura was perfectly stable and substantial.
Seeing this, Yan Shilin exclaid excitedly, "A miracle, truly a miracle!"
The young lady, Bai Yue, was even more emotional, tears welled up in her eyes as she trembled, "The heavens have opened their eyes, the heavens have opened their eyes."
Although Zhao Hanli had hoped the figure that appeared earlier was Wang Yan, he was instantly terrified when he saw Wang Yan unhard.
Even the Demon Venerable Strike couldn't defeat Wang Yan; how could he continue surviving in Mozi Academy after this? Soon, even Zhao Liangdong might not be able to protect him.
Thinking of this, while everyone at the Prison Suppression Pass was dumbstruck staring at Wang Yan, Zhao Hanli slowly slipped down from the city wall.
At that mont, Wang Yan stood there, and he too was bewildered.
The process of the Demon Venerable Strike exploding was too dreamlike for him.
Just as he was about to flee from the Demon Venerable Strike, it had already erupted, releasing imnse energy capable of completely destroying Wang Yan, rushing toward him in an instant.
If this energy were to reach his body, Wang Yan knew he would imdiately turn to ashes.
The Demon Venerable Strike, terrifying to the extre.
But, how could Wang Yan sit idly and wait for death?
With a wave of his hand, ten magical treasures flew out from the Starlight Ring, blocking his front.
There were shields, mountains, and armor among these treasures, but Wang Yan had just managed to take these treasures out, not yet fully deployed, when the Demon Venerable Strike rushed over, instantly turning these treasures to ashes.
Wang Yan was extrely anxious; if he were given a bit more ti, allowing him to exert the full power of these ten treasures, he would surely be able to stop it briefly, earning him ti.
But the ti was too tight, allowing him no chance to use even a tenth of their power.
As the ten magical treasures were destroyed, the full force of the Demon Venerable Strike rushed toward him.
Wang Yan quickly shouted, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and Gray Wolf two Demon Patterns instantly flew from his body, guarding his sides.
However, as soon as the two Demon Patterns flew out, they were imdiately swept away by the Demon Venerable Strike, disappearing without a trace.
Wang Yan felt as though his entire body was set ablaze, his cultivation and body were about to turn into nothingness under this power.
At this point, Xiaoshui, Little Mars, and Little Wolf in the Starlight Ring all jumped anxiously, wanting to rush out.
But Wang Yan knew if they showed themselves, they would be reduced to ashes by this imnse force just like him.
Thus, despite Xiaoshui and the others' frantic cries, Wang Yan refused to let them out.
Seeing the power of the Demon Venerable Strike nearing, Wang Yan knew he had one last life-saving magical treasure—the Chaos Bell.
Initially, Wang Yan had planned to use the Chaos Bell to protect himself after luring the Demon Venerable Strike outside the city.
But Wang Yan hadn't anticipated the speed of the Demon Venerable Strike's power, leaving him no ti to deploy the Chaos Bell.
If he were to forcibly take out the Chaos Bell, it might end up shattered like those ten treasures earlier due to the Demon Venerable Strike.
But with his life hanging by a thread, Wang Yan could only try it out of desperation.
With a thought, the Chaos Bell flew out, blocking Wang Yan's front.
Just as Wang Yan predicted, when the Chaos Bell first flew out, it managed to halt montarily, but as the Demon Venerable Strike's power continued its onslaught, the outer shell of the Chaos Bell instantly cracked like a spider web, covering its surface.
Soon enough, the Chaos Bell would shatter and disappear.
When that mont arrived, Wang Yan would be left defenseless against it and likely perish.
Facing imminent death, Wang Yan unexpectedly beca calm. Yet, dying now ant losing the chance to find his father, and he'd never see his master again, disappointing Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting.
Wang Yan inwardly lanted, recalling Mozi's words about Non-Attack—it only mattered to beco strong, to potentially intimidate one's enemy.
It was clear his cultivation was still too low.
Seeing the Chaos Bell about to break, Wang Yan sighed inwardly.
But just then, sudden appearances were noticed—a finger appeared in the void.
This finger erged unexpectedly, as if its owner had always been standing in the air.
But other than this finger, no figure was visible.
The finger fell, touching the overwhelming force of the Demon Venerable Strike.
Then, an astonishing scene occurred for Wang Yan. The mighty Demon Venerable Strike abruptly halted under this finger's touch.
Yes, it completely stopped.
Moreover, it's not a counterattack; it's a complete suppression, leaving the Demon Venerable Strike no resistance possible.
Wang Yan was stunned—this was the Demon Venerable Strike, yet it was held under this finger.
And judging by the finger's deanor, it seed effortless.
Wang Yan broadly opened his eyes, examining this finger, which was strong-knuckled, very evidently a man's finger. The fingerprints were clear but ford an unusual pattern, not typical whirls or flows, appearing complex, making just one glance dizzying.
At this point, the finger slightly shifted, causing the Demon Venerable Strike to rotate. First forming a vortex, which quickly concentrated into a transparent bead.
Seeing this, Wang Yan opened his eyes wide, as this transparent bead was the Demon Venerable Strike unreduced to its original state.
Now, its potency was entirely restored, seemingly even stronger than before Zhao Hanli originally unleashed it.
While Wang Yan was dumbfounded, the finger flicked once, sending the bead flying toward Wang Yan's front, falling into his hand.
Subsequently, the finger returned, first touching Wang Yan.
Wang Yan imdiately felt a wave of heat flowing through him, making all his wounds vanish instantly, as if they never existed.
Then the finger bent, tapping the Chaos Bell. The already shattered Chaos Bell surface peeled away, revealing a layer underneath.
Having done all, a voice reverberated, "You are loyal and righteous; you didn't let down."
The voice seed heavenly, reaching Wang Yan's ears, making him feel incredibly close.
Yet, after those words, the finger retreated, slipping back into the void.
As if suddenly recalling sothing, Wang Yan suppressed his excitent and yelled, "Wait, who... who are you?"
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