128: The terrifying power of a semi-saint

Hearing the other party's answer, Lin Yan nodded slightly, having received the answer he wanted.

"Since that's the case, I'll help you out!"

For someone he admires, this was undoubtedly fortunate, even if the other party's current state was like a candle in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any moment.

Hearing this, Huangfu Zhantian was stunned, his cloudy eyes filled with disbelief.

He was intimately familiar with his own condition, knowing there was no possibility of recovery; death had already begun its countdown.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and a hint of imperceptible expectation appeared in his eyes.

This mysterious young man, whose aura was as ethereal as an immortal, could pass through the layers of formations he had set up and even enter his Sea of Consciousness.

His strength was self-evident, and as for what extent it had reached, he, in his current state, was unable to discern.

Lin Yan no longer hesitated; a stream of light containing endless vitality and profound mysteries flowed from his fingertip into Huangfu Zhantian's body.

Instantly, it spread throughout his body, and his aged face immediately became ruddy, as if he had received some great tonic.

Huangfu Zhantian only felt that the stream of light contained an incomparably pure vitality, along with a trace of obscure and difficult-to-understand aura.

Even as a former Half-Saint Expert, he found it difficult to comprehend; it contained the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, and his already withered meridians gradually became full.

Within a mere few breaths, his entire body was filled with a world-destroying energy; with a slight exertion of his limbs, he broke free from the chains.

The entire sea of blood space began to shake violently, intensifying until, with a bang, the space shattered, revealing a world brimming with vitality.

This signified that his soul had been restored, recovering from the brink of death to his peak condition; this familiar feeling made him somewhat intoxicated.

The old man's cloudy eyes became clear and profound, and a trace of gratitude, subtly mixed with awe, involuntarily appeared in his gaze.

The other party's methods were simply beyond his imagination; even after recovering, he still felt a sense of facing an endless abyss.

If the other party wished, he would be easily devoured.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

His deep voice echoed throughout the Sea of Consciousness, his tone filled with respect.

"No matter, the reason you fell to such a state was, in the end, for humanity. This is what humanity owes you!"

"This is what this old man should do!"

Huangfu Zhantian said, his expression agitated but neither humble nor arrogant.

Lin Yan nodded in satisfaction; in this world, human hearts are unpredictable, and maintaining such a state of mind is truly not easy.

Many powerful individuals, when facing racial warfare, betray or act to preserve themselves; their numbers are not few.

For such powerful individuals who sacrifice themselves to fight for humanity, if he encountered them, he would absolutely not let their hearts grow cold or let their passion be in vain.

"It's time to awaken; your clansmen are still waiting for you to protect them!"

Lin Yan spoke lightly, and as he spoke, he withdrew from the other party's Sea of Consciousness, standing before the purple-gold coffin.

The old man was stunned, then understood; the next moment, the purple-gold coffin slowly opened, and a figure slowly sat up from within.

After sensing his physical body, he found no discomfort, knowing that the esteemed individual before him had nurtured his body beforehand.

Otherwise, given the condition of his physical body, it would not have been much better than his soul.

He stood up from the coffin, his eyes gradually becoming sharp, and his powerful soul instantly swept across the ground.

He quickly discovered the situation Lin Yan had spoken of, bowed to the other party, and then, with a flash of his figure, disappeared.

Lin Yan's actions earlier were actually completed in a very short time, so the withered, large hand had not yet fully descended.

The entire Ancient Saint City shook violently at this moment, and a golden pillar of light shot up from the location of the Huangfu Family.

Carrying immense pressure, it caused the large hand to pause slightly, temporarily suspended in the void.

Everyone's hearts were filled with terror; such intense fluctuations immediately drew their attention, and they all looked up at the golden pillar of light.

Especially Huangfu Xiong and Huangfu Dali of the Huangfu Family; this golden light shot out from their clan territory, and both of their expressions were filled with surprise and uncertainty.

As the old patriarch, he knew the family's foundations clearly; this sudden change had left him somewhat bewildered.

Suddenly, their bloodlines gradually became scalding hot; sensing something, their eyes widened, and they were speechless.

"You vermin in the shadows, how dare you offend my Huangfu Family!"

A majestic voice rang out, and an indescribably powerful pressure swept across heaven and earth; it was an aura of transcendence into sainthood.

A figure flashed from the golden pillar of light before everyone's eyes, dressed in golden robes, with a solemn and majestic face; within him, a giant dragon seemed to be dormant, capable of stirring heaven and earth with a single movement.

Under his gaze, everyone except Lin Yan and Big Yellow Dog lowered their heads, as if signaling submission.

The withered, dark, giant hand trembled uncontrollably, not daring to move, and the next moment it wanted to withdraw and return into the vortex.

"Hmph!"

Huangfu Zhantian snorted coldly, and the giant hand cracked inch by inch before everyone's eyes; the vortex rapidly contracted, trying to escape.

Huangfu Zhantian threw a punch, directly into the vortex, from which a shrill scream erupted before it dissipated into nothingness.

Only a voice still echoed between heaven and earth: "This enmity is forged; my Dark Alliance will not let this rest!"

That giant hand earlier was extended from a distant location using a secret technique, with the deceased protector as a medium, to launch a brief attack.

If it hadn't been a fatal blow, it would have had to retreat into the vortex, but unexpectedly, Huangfu Zhantian forcibly punched into it.

With his strength, even across such a long distance, the other party would likely not fare well; at the very least, the extended arm would not be saved.

Although it is not difficult for cultivators to regrow a severed limb once they reach a certain cultivation level, having been tainted by Saint Realm power, unless it is eliminated, they will remain a one-armed hero for life.

As for the other party's threat, Huangfu Zhantian paid it no mind; he had heard of the Dark Alliance and knew the terror of its power.

But now he had been reborn; unless the alliance leader personally acted, they could not pose a significant threat to him.

"Ancestor, is that you?"

A trembling voice rang out; Huangfu Xiong and Huangfu Dali were both agitated, their bodies shaking, staring intently at Huangfu Zhantian.

"It is I!"

Huangfu Zhantian sighed, nodding to them.

The two immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, respectfully kowtowing several times.

Their hearts were filled with immense excitement; they had never expected their ancestor, who had been unheard of for thousands of years, to suddenly appear at a time of life and death, saving them from peril.

"Rise!"

Huangfu Zhantian said casually, turning his gaze towards Lin Yan.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, he respectfully bowed and said, "Your Excellency's great kindness, Zhantian has no way to repay!"