The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 928: The Black-Robed Men Beneath the Ice

"Hey!"

Ao Tian was just venting a bit.

At this moment, he also knew that besides this, there wasn't a better way for the two of them.

Just as he intended to follow Yang Yan again, Ao Tian noticed Yang Yan had abruptly stopped in his tracks.

In front, Yang Yan stared at the icy plain ahead, furrowed his brows, and spoke his first words since arriving at the ice field.

"Something's not right!"

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, Ao Tian almost instantly reacted with caution.

However, he looked around carefully, even releasing his Divine Thought, but Ao Tian found nothing.

So, he asked in confusion:

"Yang Yan, what's wrong?"

Yang Yan shook his head and kept walking forward, silent again.

After walking about ten meters, he stopped once more, staring blankly at the ground for a full ten seconds.

Then, he lifted his head to look around on both sides.

By this time, Ao Tian had silently followed behind him.

Yet, in Ao Tian's eyes, there was nothing but a vast white expanse.

Could it be underground?

With this thought, Ao Tian disregarded everything, bent down, and struck the ice surface with his palm.

He controlled the strength of the blow, and the ground seemed to have no significant reaction.

But after a while, a small crack slowly appeared on the ground.

Ao Tian looked down, then turned to Yang Yan with confusion and asked:

"There's nothing here?"

"Are you sure?"

Yang Yan stared at him and gently retorted.

This look made Ao Tian even more perplexed.

He frowned slightly, looked down carefully, and affirmed:

"There's indeed nothing."

Yang Yan did not answer him but spoke to himself:

"There's a living presence here. Although it's very faint and in an ice field, coupled with the other party's deliberate concealment, it's naturally hard to detect. But it can't escape me."

Yang Yan said, looking from right to left, then pointed to the ground and continued:

"Here, all along. We just have to follow this scent."

"Really?"

Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, Ao Tian nervously stood up.

He took a deep sniff in the air harshly.

After a while, Ao Tian suddenly raised his voice and said:

"Hey! You know, maybe you're right."

"There's a special scent, mixed with various auras."

Yang Yan glanced at him, hands still in his pockets, turned around, and lightly said:

"Follow this path."

Ao Tian obediently followed along.

Though reluctant to admit, he genuinely acknowledged Yang Yan's special ability.

The two concealed their auras and followed the scent relentlessly.

The scent's trail was very long, so long that they followed it for days without finding its end.

It wasn't until the seventh day that they found the scent suddenly disappeared in front of them.

Yes, disappeared!

Without a trace.

It was as if it had never existed in the world.

The scenery here was almost the same as in all the previous areas they had passed through, with nothing special.

Everything in front seemed familiar.

But they knew they were no longer in the same place.

Ao Tian wasn't surprised but happy, and said with a smile:

"Hard work pays off; have we successfully found our destination?"

"Probably."

Yang Yan nodded, but his expression remained unchanged.

After so many days, they were almost there.

Just not sure what kind of place this scent had led them to.

"What do you think? Should we search, or just charge ahead?"

Ao Tian looked at the ice layer below with slight excitement.

The only place nearby that could hide people was below.

As for the ice mountain, the nearest one was hundreds of meters away.

If the suddenly vanished scent would travel so far, it seemed unlikely.

"Are you becoming more reckless?"

Yang Yan looked at him sullenly.

Nothing was determined yet!

If they charged ahead and it turned out to be nothing—or worse, a trap—what then?

If they ended up empty-handed, wasting so much time and effort laying plans, only to be exposed at the end?

Ao Tian chuckled:

"I'm just joking, just a joke. Mainly because I've been holding back... Mu mu..."

Before Ao Tian finished speaking, Yang Yan suddenly widened his eyes and covered Ao Tian's mouth.

In the next moment, both had vanished from their original spot.

Almost at the same time, as if naturally, a Cold Wind blew past the spot they had just left, along their previous footprints.

After the wind passed, it seemed as though all traces had been wiped clean.

Crack!

A few seconds passed, and with a crisp sound, the ice layer beneath began to slowly crack open.

It was like watching glass shatter.

Except this "glass" was exceptionally large.

The crack followed a pattern and maintained a consistent pace.

In the end, all the fractures linked together like a spider web.

Then suddenly, the ice layer turned very thin and transparent.

But from the outside, you still couldn't see what was inside.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Sections of the ice layer shattered one after another.

"Boom."

"Boom, boom..."

What followed was wave after wave of ice-breaking sounds.

If the volume of the ice layer shattering equaled a regular conversation, then the ice-breaking sound was only one-tenth of that.

One by one, black-cloaked figures broke through the ice surface and stood in unison.

About ten seconds later, all the black-robed figures seemed to have gathered.

By rough count, there were about ten or twenty of them.

Yet you couldn't discern anything from their appearance.

Because there were no fluctuations coming from their bodies.

You couldn't gauge their power, and their faces were entirely covered, disguising their identities.

The only certainty was that these weren't ordinary people.

A leader-like black-robed figure habitually surveyed the ice field, then looked towards his subordinates.

Without saying anything, he took the lead and walked, moving very quickly.

The other black-robed figures immediately followed.

This was an eerie team.

Back to where the gaze shifted, the ice layer astonishingly had returned to its original state without any signs of anomaly.

"Follow them."

From beyond the distant ice mountain, Yang Yan and Ao Tian emerged together.

Yang Yan looked at the disappearing back of the last black-robed figure and then vanished from the spot.

"Why not go directly down now?"

Ao Tian was a bit puzzled but still obediently followed, keeping pace with Yang Yan.

The speed of this group of black-robed figures was fast, but Yang Yan and Ao Tian were not slow either.

The two trailed far behind the black-clad group. They wouldn't be detected, and they could observe their movements.

In fact, even if they followed from farther back, it wouldn't matter to them.

Though these guys deliberately hid themselves, the trail they left along the way could never escape Yang Yan's tracking.