The Most Powerful Bodyguard-Chapter 930: The Mystery Is About to Be Unveiled

When they entered slowly, it was because the passage wasn't straight.

The two were cautious, fearing they might accidentally trigger some mechanism and expose their location, so they slowed down their exploration.

Now, retreating without scruples, they emerged in half a minute.

Yang Yan had tested it; the light curtain had no reaction to inanimate objects.

Yang Yan and Ao Tian suppressed their vitality; blood, bodily functions—all of it wasn't a problem.

However, the surface skin still had traces of vitality or life force.

It could likely trigger the light curtain's alarm system.

At this time, simply covering themselves with ice blocks was enough.

When they appeared before the light curtain again, a layer of water veil now enveloped their bodies.

Without much hesitation, they calmly passed through the light curtain one after another.

Inside, the two exchanged smiles, the water veil fell off instantly, evaporating into vapor.

Despite their high combat abilities, Yang Yan and Ao Tian still left no room for error in their actions.

Because they knew that even minor flaws could lead to their exposure.

With their confidence, they certainly wouldn't allow such a situation to occur.

This passage was quite peculiar.

First, it became narrow from wide, and then widened again.

Gradually, the view ahead became spacious.

The two concealed themselves and observed inside.

This was the internal space of a larger ice mountain.

Clearly, it was artificially excavated.

Inside was quite expansive, almost hollowing out half the mountain's interior.

Though it was vast, torches had been lit for illumination.

Strangely, traces of ice appeared besides the passageway.

Inside, it resembled a regular cave, stone walls surrounding every side.

This ensured the torches wouldn't melt the ice layer.

Even underfoot were stones.

Yet Yang Yan could sense that inside wasn't truly a cavern.

Deep within these stones, ice blocks still encased the exterior.

This place must have been dug out and then built with stones transported inside.

Otherwise, it wouldn't explain why it is like this.

Finding no traces or presence of anyone, they naturally proceeded forward.

The place was silent, and eerie too.

After observing for a moment, not a sound was made.

Now, behind a large protruding wall, Yang Yan blended perfectly into darkness.

In sight was a vast space.

Many bronze artifacts meant for rituals were arranged, visibly unused or untouched.

Because everything appeared so clean.

Under torchlight, it looked dim here, but Yang Yan could see the carvings on those giant bronze items.

They densely depicted angels, heaven illustrating a nine-wing angel above.

Gazing indifferently at everything below.

Another giant bronze vessel depicted a sacrificial scene.

No matter the scene displayed, they shared a commonality.

That all were bird-like figures, those angels of heaven.

Angels popularize sacrifice?

Strange!

Though perplexed, Yang Yan didn't dwell on the issue; he scanned around and found no living things.

Within his perception, deeper inside lay those familiar black-robed figures.

Moreover, a faint scent of blood lingered at his nose.

Let's go.

Giving Ao Tian a glance, Yang Yan dashed forward, with Ao Tian closely following.

Like shadows, the two moved stealthily and made no sound—this was their terrifying aspect.

It's unimaginable if these two were assassins, how many would perish, and how they'd forge their formidable reputation.

After advancing a while longer, they collectively halted.

What's this?

This place was expanded so high!

Looking down, it was bottomless.

Reverting to darkness without a ray of light.

Yet Yang Yan could see the view ahead, and perceive those dozen black-robed people below, engaged in something.

Approaching, the scent of blood at his nose grew intense, practically overwhelming.

Despite no ventilation, gusts swirled here—chillingly—occasionally passing Yang Yan, a profound coldness.

Remember, even outside in extreme ice fields, Yang Yan walked as in a normal setting; this was peculiarly strange?

No top nor bottom in sight, looking closely, Yang Yan finally discerned what this was!

A massive structure, oh no, not a building, perhaps an object!

Entirely constructed of bronze—a layered spiral slide.

Resembling those kindergarten slides.

But bronze-made here, and narrow—barely wide enough for Yang Yan's fist.

The spiral slide was perfectly round and tidy, seemingly a vast and meticulous artwork.

Even modern top-tier technology couldn't imagine the enormous effort to craft it.

At least dedicated time must be extensive.

Below.

At that moment, beside Yang Yan, Ao Tian pointed downward.

Signaling Yang Yan that those black-robed figures were beneath; should they descend to check?

Unable to see below, Yang Yan hesitated to move.

Given their prowess, it's as if peering into the endless, with no light visibility over dozens of meters was considered decent.

Wait a bit longer.

After expressing this idea, Yang Yan hid in shadows, still as a statue.

Had Ao Tian not kept watch, he'd have assumed Yang Yan vanished.

Ao Tian followed suit, hiding to Yang Yan's right.

Time slowly passed.

Honestly, in a silent space like this, perceiving time's passage is tough.

Controlling their breath, they merged with the surroundings completely.

Patiently waiting for an unknown duration.

The temperature suddenly plummeted, and blood felt Ice Sealed in their veins.

Now Yang Yan clearly saw a large mass of white mist ahead.

Or rather, everything around was enshrouded with white mist.

Followed by faint firelight emerging.

Temperature swiftly rebounded, inducing a hellish sensation.

Yang Yan remained composed.

Calmly watching everything unfold before him.

Guessing, all mysteries were about to unravel.

Suddenly, a gentle whisper entered Yang Yan's ears.

Accompanied by a wafting smell of blood.