Once the illusion array was activated, Yang Fan's silhouette disappeared from the surveillance screen.
This caused Gu Yang, Ye Han Shuang, and Ling Tian, who were watching the surveillance footage, to be shocked.
"Headmaster Gu, what's going on? Where's my master?!"
As Yang Fan's bodyguard cum disciple, Ling Tian immediately went on his guard and was about to barge into the Martyr's Palace.
"Nonsense!"
Gu Yang glared fiercely at Ling Tian. His peak Emperor-level martial will immediately descended, firmly suppressing this brat on the spot.
"This is Jinghua University. You can't do whatever you want here! You'd better keep quiet for I! "
Ye Hanshuang also advised softly, "Martial Nephew, don't be anxious. That's the Martyr's Palace, Jinghua University's most heavily guarded place. Yang Fan definitely won't encounter any danger inside!
"For him to suddenly disappear like this, he must have encountered some kind of fortuitous encounter or caught the eye of an extremely powerful Martyr Senior in the palace. He's currently receiving his inheritance!"
This kid was still so impetuous, wanting to barge into Jinghua University's Martyr's Palace. Wasn't he courting death?
Not to mention the Emperor-level guards outside the palace, even the Heaven-level formations surrounding the palace could turn him into a live target at any moment.
After talking about Ling Tian, Ye Hanshuang looked at Gu Yang with a smile and pleaded on Ling Tian's behalf, "This child rarely left the Sacred Forest Island and doesn't know the rules of the outside world. I hope Headmaster won't take offense."
Seeing that Ling Tian had calmed down, Gu Yang nodded and slowly retracted his martial will.
"Young man, don't be so rash. This time, I reacted in time and stopped you. Otherwise, if you dared to barge into the Martyr's Palace and trigger the killing formations inside, even I might not be able to save you.
"You must know that the person who set up the defensive formation for the Martyr's Palace is the first peak Great Emperor in the history of the Federation, Huyan Jingde. He also stayed on the Sacred Forest Island for a period of time, so you should be familiar with him. "
Ling Tian was shocked. "It's Teacher Huyan?!"
Then, a drop of cold sweat involuntarily emerged from the corner of his forehead as he felt a lingering fear.
Huyan Jingde's formations had always been known for their strangeness and ferocity. Even the most common concealing and illusory formations would become infinitely murderous in his hands.
The most shocking thing that Ling Tian knew about Huyan Jingde was that sixty-three years ago, in order to avenge his son, Huyan Jingde sealed off the entire Xiangqiao Mountain by himself.
After a month, six peak Great Demon Emperors, ten ordinary Great Demon Emperors, hundreds of Kings, and tens of thousands of ordinary Demon Beasts were all ground to death in the formation.
It was said that although the Great Demon Emperors didn't come out at the time, several half-step Demon Emperors attempted to destroy the formation from the outside to rescue the Demon Race inside. In the end, they were also trapped in the formation and couldn't extricate themselves.
A month later, after Huyan Jingde had ground all the Demon Beasts to death, he saw that the formation had been restrained by several half-step Demon Emperors who had broken in. With no hope of escape, Huyan Jingde detonated the formation in one fell swoop, perishing together with the half-step Demon Emperors.
In the end, only three of the five half-step Demon Emperors managed to escape with serious injuries from the explosion. The remaining two were buried together with Huyan Jingde.
It was said that Huyan Jingde had actually advanced to the half-step Great Demon Emperor Realm at that time. Otherwise, even with the help of the formation, it was impossible for him to kill two half-step Demon Emperors who were at a higher level than him.
"I remember now. Teacher Huyan seems to be a visiting professor at Jinghua University!"
Ling Tian raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He actually felt that he had survived a disaster.
The formation that Huyan Jingde had set up by himself could really kill people. Even if he was now a Level Eight Spirit Emperor, he might not be able to withstand it.
"Yes, Professor Huyan Jingde has been a visiting professor at Jinghua University since sixty years ago. The formation that he set up is famous in the entire Federation."
Gu Yang sighed softly, "It's a pity that the hero fell in the battle sixty years ago. No one in the Federation dares to call themselves the number one Illusory Formation Master anymore."
"Until now, sixty years have passed, and no one in the Illusionist Guild has been able to advance to the peak of the Spirit Emperor Realm. Even his most valued disciple, Che Hongyu, who is the current president of the Illusionist Guild, is only a Level Five Spirit Emperor."
Gu Yang couldn't help but sigh.
Huyan Jingde used to be an existence that even he had to look up to.
Back then, if Huyan Jingde had not been impulsive enough to go deep into the Outer Realm alone to block the Demon Race's mountain gate, causing the Human Race's Emperor to have no legitimate reason to enter the Outer Realm to rescue him in time, Huyan Jingde would have died tragically in the Outer Realm.
Otherwise, if he was still alive, the Human Federation might have one more half-step Emperor Realm or one more Emperor-level Illusory Formation Master!
Unfortunately, a single slip led to a thousand regrets. In the end, Huyan Jingde failed to control the hatred in his heart and was successfully lured out of the Human Federation by the Demon Clan.
"Teacher Huyan's matter is indeed regrettable." Ling Tian said, "But shouldn't we be more concerned about my Master Yang Fan now?"
No matter how talented and famous Huyan Jingde was, he had passed away sixty years ago.
However, Yang Fan was different. The reputation and value that Yang Fan had now was not inferior to Huyan Jingde's at all. More importantly, Yang Fan was younger and he was still alive.
Gu Yang shook his head lightly, "That's true, but do you know whose tombstone that Yang Fan was standing on, and whose tombstone that he was facing, belonged to?"
Ling Tian was startled. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at Gu Yang in disbelief. "Are you trying to tell me that tombstone belongs to Teacher Huyan Jingde?"
"No, no, that's impossible. Back then, Teacher Huyan died in the Outer Realm. His body was already smashed to pieces and not even his bones remained. He couldn't have been buried here …"
Gu Yang said, "Who said that a tombstone can only be erected with a corpse? Isn't it the same for a cenotaph? "
"You can ask around. Of the many sages buried in the Martyr's Palace, how many of them are still intact after death? Almost eighty percent of them are cenotaphs, but that doesn't hinder the return of their spirits. "
Ling Tian didn't say anything. He turned to look at the surveillance screen again. Yang Fan and the tombstone in front of him had disappeared at the same time.
Ye Hanshuang couldn't help but shudder. "Sir Headmaster, are you saying that Professor Huyan Jingde's spirit has appeared?"
Did it have to be so scary?
The spirits in the Martyr's Palace were just a bunch of unreconciled wills. How could they be so powerful?
But then again, Yang Fan had indeed been standing in front of Huyan Jingde's tombstone for a much longer time than before the tombstones of the other spirits.
Had he already discovered something at that time?
It was terrifying to think about, wasn't it?
"It's naturally impossible for others, but it's a little hard to say for Professor Huyan Jingde." Gu Yang said, "Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that Student Yang Fan used some method to conceal his traces and aura."
"In any case, Student Yang Fan won't be in any danger. No matter what, the spirits in the Martyr's Palace won't take the initiative to harm students who enter."
Ling Tian nodded helplessly. "I hope so."
There was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't go in, so he could only stand there and wait.
At this time, Mu Qianqian, Wen Lang, and Zheng Hongshuo were in deep meditation. Their auras were steadily increasing. It seemed that he had gained quite a lot in the Martyr's Palace.
"Your disciple Mu Qianqian has received the favor of the spirits of the ancestors. Her understanding of the law of water has deepened, and her comprehension of the law of water has deepened. Water + 0.1 …"
"Your disciple Wen Lang has received the favor of the spirits of the ancestors. His understanding of the law of wood has deepened, and his comprehension of the law of wood has deepened. Wood + 0.05 …"
"Your disciple Zheng Hongshuo has received the favor of the spirits of the ancestors. His understanding of the law of thunder has deepened, and his comprehension of the law of thunder has deepened. Thunder + 0.06 …"
Even though Yang Fan was in the Super Heaven Illusion Array, he could still hear the system notification of the arrival of experience. It seemed to happen every ten minutes or so. The frequency was sparse, and the efficiency was so low that he couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Are you really not going to consider me as your teacher?"
Huyan Jingde drank half of his hot tea and continued the previous topic. He raised his head and looked at Yang Fan.
"I wasn't bragging before. I was really amazing when I was alive. Even though I'm dead now, I can still teach you a lot. "
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior." Yang Fan shook his head again. "But there's really no need. You've seen my talent. Even if I don't become your teacher, I can still become very powerful, whether it's in formations or cultivation."
This was the mysterious confidence of a cheater.
With the system around, no one in this world could be his teacher, not even an emperor.
On the contrary, Yang Fan was so ambitious that he wanted to take in or directly nurture an emperor as a student for fun.
He also wanted to see what the limits of the system were. Could it really help a peak Emperor-level cultivator break through to become an emperor?!
"Alright, you win!" Huyan Jingde shrugged helplessly. "Even if you're not willing to become my teacher, I'm willing to pass on everything I've learned in my life to you. Who told I to find you pleasing to the eye?"
"Moreover, you're the only person in this world who can hear I's telepathic messages. If I don't pass on these things to you, do you really want them to sleep in this Martyr's Palace with I forever?"
As a special existence similar to a heroic spirit, Huyan Jingde could naturally use the rules of the great dao to bestow a portion of his martial inheritance or the power of laws to his favored juniors. This would reduce the difficulty of their comprehension and speed up their absorption process. It was a reasonable method of pulling up seedlings to help them grow.
However, he couldn't pass on all the formations he had learned and his experience in setting them up.
It wasn't just because of his talent in formations and his tolerance, but also because the inheritance of formations often required personal demonstrations and guidance. It wasn't something that could be explained with just a mental thought.
Therefore, he treasured Yang Fan even more, a genius who could hear him and even see him!
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