Chapter 1897: Unexpected Rescue in 1996

As her divine sense cleared, she finally felt that her entire body, all the meridians, were as if torn apart, her Qi Sea ruptured, and even her Heart Meridian faintly showed cracks.

Indeed, she was still alive, but seeing the injuries within her body, Han Yan found it very difficult to feel happy. With such severe injuries, her cultivation was completely ruined, and whether she could wake up was a big question.

Just as Han Yan was secretly regretting, Sikong Qinglan’s low and distant singing voice began again. "Life Hymn!" Han Yan instantly realized that it was Sikong Qinglan’s Life Hymn, astonishingly similar to Ye Yanran’s Heavenly Rain Divine Healing. Listening to the singing, Han Yan could imagine him dancing like a shaman, but this time, she didn’t find it funny, only profoundly moving.

She could tell that Sikong Qinglan’s Life Hymn this time was filled with reluctance and deep affection, that mournful feeling like a cuckoo crying blood, clearly singing with his life.

Beside her, Shen Yuhe and Wen Gaoren, Gu Qingyang, and others were also singing softly. Even though she couldn’t open her eyes, she could feel their solemnity and extreme sincerity in their hearts.

The essence of life energy streamed into her meridians, so gentle, so pure, yet so abundant. It wasn’t the life essence from between heaven and earth, but from Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren, Gu Qingyang, Ling Baobao, and Mu Tu’s life aura. Han Yan could even feel the distinct Power of Laws contained within.

As the life essence flowed, her damaged meridians and energy sea were rapidly being repaired.

Finally, when the last crack on her Heart Meridian was completely healed, Han Yan opened her eyes.

"Han Yan!" Ling Baobao was the first to exclaim with delight.

"Master Priest!" Shen Yuhe and Wen Gaoren, among others, joined in cheering.

Only Sikong Qinglan was still singing.

"Qinglan, I’m fine, stop now." Han Yan looked at Sikong Qinglan, eyes moistening.

At that moment, Sikong Qinglan appeared exceptionally haggard, with strands of white hair at his temples. Han Yan’s feeling was indeed accurate; he was genuinely singing with his life, the whole person seemingly aged ten years.

"It’s okay, I can still hold on." Sikong Qinglan forced a smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, he faltered and collapsed to the ground.

"Qinglan!" Han Yan quickly stood up and caught him.

Wen Gaoren also reached out to help and then hurriedly took out several elixirs for him to ingest. Only then did Sikong Qinglan’s complexion improve a bit, showing concern for Han Yan, he said, "Master Priest, how are your injuries? I can still keep going."

"All healed, thank you, thank you all." Han Yan smiled, but tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

Not only Sikong Qinglan, but even Wen Gaoren and Gu Qingyang also looked noticeably more haggard, resembling aging ten years, the only ones less visibly affected being Ling Baobao and Shen Yuhe, but that was because they were inherently young.

More troubling was, in order to save her, several people’s lifespans were greatly reduced, and their cultivation levels significantly decreased. How could Han Yan possibly remain unmoved?

"It’s alright, as long as Master Priest is fine." Sikong Qinglan displayed a shy smile again, and the others were all filled with relief too.

"By the way, how did we escape?" Han Yan gave them elixirs one by one before asking curiously.

According to her guess, since the opponent had decided to perish together, they couldn’t possibly escape, but she didn’t know what happened while she was unconscious.

Everyone’s expressions became somewhat odd.

"It was Duan Cheng’an." After a while, Wen Gaoren said slowly.

"Him? How could that be?" Han Yan exclaimed. She understood why everyone’s expressions were so peculiar; who could have thought that ultimately their savior would be Duan Cheng’an? The key was, even if he truly repented, where did he get such power?

"Where is he?" Han Yan looked around, not seeing Duan Cheng’an’s figure, and asked again.

"Dead. The arrays I used earlier were the ones to open the spatial arrays of Little Divine Heaven. After failing last time, I never gave up and wanted to try again, but there was always something lacking, an unsolvable method.

But unexpectedly, Duan Cheng’an found a way; only his method demanded extremely high cultivation. He was already severely injured, his strength had fallen to a First-level Divine Priest, and at the moment of completion, he shattered into pieces.

Alas, no one would have thought he possessed such talent, what a pity, I blame myself for not guiding him properly; otherwise, how could he have done such a foolish thing and ended up like this?" By the end, Wen Gaoren was already in tears, his expression filled with guilt.

"Master Wen, please accept my condolences." Han Yan consoled with mixed emotions.

Although Duan Cheng’an had done wrong, angering both man and god, since he died, there was no need to dwell on past events, no matter what, at the last moment, he saved Wen Gaoren, and incidentally, also saved herself and Sikong Qinglan, which could be considered a return to righteousness.

In fact, for Duan Cheng’an himself, such a death might not be a release, perhaps even the best outcome.

But thinking of his extraordinary talent, Han Yan couldn’t help feeling a bit regretful. If not for a moment of folly, with Duan Cheng’an’s talent, he might have become a legendary priest one day.

"What about that old guy?" Han Yan asked. Although she was also curious why the space array could neutralize the opponent’s Domain power, now wasn’t the time to discuss arrays.

"Dead, he self-destructed, leaving no remains." Wen Gaoren said.

Han Yan frowned; his final choice to self-destruct was clearly to cover up. Who exactly was he? Who directed him? The only ones Han Yan could think of were the Long Family and the Ou Family, but it was uncertain who it was or if both families had jointly hired an expert.

"Is Master Priest guessing the origins of the opponent?" Wen Gaoren saw through Han Yan’s thoughts and asked.

"Yes." Han Yan nodded. Fearing a thief robbing is one thing, fearing a thief’s constant intent is another; she didn’t want to be continually plotted against.

"If I’m not mistaken, it should be someone from the Ou Family. The Ou Family has an ancestor named Ou Pingxuan, said to have been deceased for decades, but the rumors might not be true. The person’s moves earlier seemed like Ou Pingxuan’s tactics," Wen Gaoren said thoughtfully.

After all, having been in Lingyu City for so many years, he knew quite a bit about the Ou Family’s secrets too.

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