His remaining right sleeve exploded, revealing a bloody arm!
A faint glow flickered on the bloody arm. It was actually a mysterious and complicated tattoo.
At this moment, Xiu Ken withdrew his gaze. He was secretly surprised. He had used all his strength in that palm strike just now.
Even a peak Star Refinement Realm cultivator would have been turned into a pile of meat paste, let alone a Star Guide Realm cultivator in the 10th Level.
However, Wang Yan had only spat out blood and was sent flying. Although he did not know if he was dead or alive, he did not turn into a mist of blood as he had expected.
"Brother Xiu, is this matter settled?"
The indifferent voice made Xiu Ken's heart tremble. He looked at the expressionless Ji Tianran and snorted coldly.
"What I said earlier is naturally valid. This matter is settled."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiu Ken waved his sleeve and turned into a ray of light, shooting straight into the sky.
Shi You stomped his feet unwillingly. He exchanged a look with Yu Chenghai and rose from the ground. They turned into two rays of light and quickly disappeared into the horizon.
At this moment, Ji Tianran's body suddenly trembled and disappeared into thin air. When he reappeared, he was already in the square 100 meters away.
Ji Tianran stretched out his hand and waved. Wang Yan, who was embedded in the giant pillar, was immediately sucked out and slowly landed at his feet.
"Boom …"
It was like a mountain torrent had erupted and a myriad of mountains had collapsed. This enormous pillar that had stood towering for countless years in the Inner Court Square suddenly shattered into rocks of various sizes.
At this moment, several people appeared beside Ji Tianran. It was Xuan Wenmin, Coldblood, and the others.
"He's still breathing, but his injuries are quite serious. His internal organs are all damaged and many bones in his body have been shattered."
He seemed to be muttering to himself, but also seemed to be saying it to Xuan Wenmin and the others.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Tianran flicked his finger and a lump of soil fell directly on Wang Yan's body.
In the blink of an eye, this lump of soil covered Wang Yan's entire body. In less than three or four seconds, it turned into a giant soil cocoon.
"This is... Earth-level Eight Spiritual Medicine, Black Soil Molding Paste?!"
Seeing this scene, Xuan Wenmin immediately exclaimed.
Hearing this, Ji Tianran raised his white eyebrows. "You have a good eye. This is it."
In an instant, Xuan Wenmin's eyes were filled with confusion.
The Black Soil Molding Ointment could be called a supreme elixir. As long as one had a single breath left, it could revive a dead person and grow flesh and bones.
Across the entire Starsource Continent, the Black Earth Molding Paste was basically an existence that was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.
But now, Ji Tianran didn't even blink as he used this medicine on Wang Yan.
"There's no need to think too much. Wang Yan suits this old man's taste very well. Furthermore, he's also a disciple that the Sect Leader values highly."
"If anything happens to Wang Yan under this old man's watch, the Sect Master will definitely hold me accountable."
With that, Ji Tianran put his hands behind his back and floated away without looking back.
"Send this child back to his room. Three days later, he will be safe."
Tie Lengxue said this gloomily, and his body disappeared like a ghost.
Only Xuan Wenmin, Zhou Ao, and Cang Jin were left.
Looking at the giant cocoon in front of her, Xuan Wenmin wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she sighed and left.
"What are you standing there for?
Hurry up and send Wang Yan back to his room! "
Zhou Ao seemed to be in an extremely horrible mood. He scratched his beard and glared at Cang Jin furiously.
When Cang Qing was the only one left, his bell-sized eyes were filled with gratitude.
He made his way over in a few steps and hoisted the huge cocoon on his shoulder, striding towards where Wang Yan resided.
"Boss, why must you do this …"
Cang Jin's soft voice drifted out of his tightly pursed lips. It was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Afterwards, he sped up as the gratitude in his eyes turned into determination.
Actually, there was no need for Wang Yan to show himself today at all. He could have taken on all of this.
However, Wang Yan still came in the end and took a palm strike from Xiu Ao, resolving the matter in the end.
However, his thin, straight figure was deeply imprinted in the depths of Cang Jin's mind. It was impossible to wipe it away.
…
The three elders of Star sect came to denounce him. Wang Yan was seriously injured by one of the elders and his life was hanging by a thread.
However, in the end, Ji Tianran intervened and pulled him back from the gates of hell.
For some reason, this news quickly spread throughout the entire Sun Sect as if it had grown wings.
In an instant, Wang Yan's name once again became famous. Other than the inner sect disciples who were in seclusion, everyone knew of him.
As for the main character, Wang Yan, he was currently wrapped in a giant cocoon and did not move at all.
Wang Xian 'er no longer cultivated. Every day, she sat quietly in her room and watched the gradually shrinking cocoon. Her beautiful eyes revealed a look of worry.
As for Cang Jin, ever since the incident, he was like a madman. He cultivated day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep.
Zhou Ao could only shake his head and sigh but did not stop him.
This was because he knew that when Wang Yan stepped forward and took on Xiu Tian's palm strike in the conference hall, it had deeply provoked Cang Jin.
That was why he cultivated so tirelessly. After all, on the Starsource Continent, strength represented everything.
Within the cocoon, Wang Yan's eyes were shut. His originally weak breath gradually grew longer.
However, he still did not move at all, as if he was in a coma.
In reality, that was not the case. Wang Yan's soul had awakened long ago, but he was unable to control his body.
When he agreed to teach Xiu Tian that palm strike, he had already been prepared to be heavily injured.
Moreover, the reason why Wang Yan did what he did was because he wanted to see just what the limits of the Heaven Burying Divine Glyph were.
In Wind Sky City, Wang Yan had been able to take on Uncle Liu, who was at the second layer of Star Forging, with his cultivation at the first layer of Star Drawing.
Although he had been sent flying in the end and vomited blood, Wang Yan had completely received Uncle Liu's punch.
From then on, Wang Yan very much wanted to know whether the limits of the Heaven Burying Divine Glyph would increase as his cultivation increased.
It was exactly because of this that he dared to receive Xiu Tian's palm strike.
Otherwise, Wang Yan would have been reduced to a pile of minced meat by that terrifying palm strike long ago.
Xiu Tian was the grand elder of the Star sect and a renowned figure who had made a name for himself a long time ago. His cultivation could only be described as terrifying.
Even though Wang Yan was at the tenth layer of Star Drawing, his soul almost shattered and his body disintegrated when the palm strike landed with his full strength.
Fortunately, the Heaven Burying Divine Glyph's limits had been greatly increased. Ninety percent of Xiu Tian's power had been absorbed by the Heaven Burying Divine Glyph.
But in almost an instant, the Heaven Burying Divine Glyph reached a state of saturation, furiously sending stellar energy into Wang Yan's body.
In that instant, Wang Yan circulated his dantian as hard as he could, condensing the surging stellar energy into strands of stellar energy.
Even so, the remaining ten percent of Xiu Tian's palm strike was not something that Wang Yan could endure.
The only reason he hadn't died was because his destiny defied the heavens!
…
In a secluded pond within the Sun Sect's inner sect.
Two slender figures stood side by side. They were Li Yichen and Li Qingshu.
But at this time, Li Qingshu's expression was no longer as calm as it was in the past. There was a hint of impatience between his brows.
"Today is the tenth day, yet you still haven't made your move. Could it be that you're playing with me?"
A cold voice sounded out from Li Qingshu's mouth, causing Li Yichen to unconsciously frown.
Then, he coldly smiled. "What's the hurry? Today is the best day for me to make my move."