Chapter 1120: Fulfilling the Promise (Part 2)
The chains were condensed by Yang Haoran through Spirit Power. While this method couldn't compare to Ghost Arts, it didn't require time-consuming hand seals; it could be done with a single thought, making it incredibly convenient.
Yi Xuan wasn't surprised by Yang Haoran's sudden move. He had long since prepared for this.
Some, holding their status in high regard, wouldn't make a move before their opponent had finished, disdaining such actions.
Others, supremely confident in their own strength, also wouldn't act that way, deeming it unnecessary.
Then there was a third type of person, those who cared nothing for such formalities. In a fierce battle, if they spotted an opportunity to strike, they would do so without hesitation, even if it meant a sneak attack.
In Yi Xuan's eyes, Yang Haoran belonged to this last category. Just now, Yang Haoran had suddenly attacked his beloved apprentice, even attempting a killing blow. This action had solidified his judgment that Yang Haoran was precisely that kind of person.
Therefore, he had long been prepared. Seeing a torrent of chains attack now, he didn't hesitate for a moment. With a wave of his hand, he conjured several top-tier Black Talismans. Some flew towards the chains assailing him, while others met the chains lunging at the young woman retreating behind him.
Boom! ! !
Explosions deafened, electrical arcs raged. Yang Haoran's numerous chains, condensed from Spirit Power, were instantly shattered by the violent electrical light. These chains not only failed to harm Yi Xuan, but also left the retreating young woman unscathed.
"Hmph, Yang Haoran, you call these flimsy tricks 'methods'? " Yi Xuan scoffed coldly, his words and expression brimming with disdain.
"Heh heh, not necessarily."
Yang Haoran smiled faintly. As his voice faded, the space around Yi Xuan suddenly fluctuated violently. Immediately, even more black chains condensed, shooting forth from all directions like black vipers emerging from their lairs. With a clangorous symphony of colliding chains, they launched an assault on Yi Xuan.
This time, the chains didn't lunge at the young woman again. Instead, they all focused their attack on Yi Xuan. Compared to the chains that had just appeared, this new set not only doubled in number, but also emanated a powerful energy fluctuation that was incomparable to before.
From this, it was clear that Yang Haoran had certainly expended a considerable amount of Spirit Power to unleash this move. Though not a Ghost Art, its power was nonetheless not to be underestimated.
Yi Xuan's expression darkened. He naturally sensed the might of Yang Haoran's strike. This blow forced him to take it seriously. While he believed he could certainly defeat Yang Haoran, he didn't want to sustain any injuries in his battle with Yang Haoran, not even a minor scratch.
To subdue Yang Haoran without any injuries was one thing; to do so after sustaining injuries was another entirely. The psychological impact on others would also be vastly different. What Yi Xuan wanted, naturally, was to eliminate Yang Haoran, this Underworld agent, without suffering the slightest harm.
Therefore, he regarded Yang Haoran's strike with great importance. The talismans he conjured were also more numerous than before. The only thing unchanged compared to before was the type of talisman: still top-tier Black Talismans, still electric talismans.
Electric talismans and thunder talismans had similarities, but also some differences. Thunder talismans typically summoned lightning to engage enemies, whereas electric talismans manifested in a form that wasn't lightning itself.
The reason Yi Xuan chose to use electric talismans was because, like thunder talismans, they had a strong suppressive effect on Yin Qi and Spirit Power. Using this type of talisman was the only way to effectively break Yang Haoran's technique.
After the talismans were unleashed, they immediately ignited and turned to ash. Head-sized electric orbs instantly condensed, smashing into the incoming chains.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Deafening explosions echoed ceaselessly. Each explosion shattered a portion of the chains, turning them into wisps of Yin Qi that dispersed.
These electric orbs didn't appear large, but their destructive power was astonishingly formidable. The chains condensed from Yang Haoran's Spirit Power were utterly incapable of withstanding the bombardment of these electric orbs. In just a few short breaths, all the numerous chains transformed into Yin Qi, and the electric orbs were completely expended.
This was no coincidence; Yi Xuan had calculated it in his mind. Based on the number of chains and the intensity of the power they radiated, he knew exactly how many electric talismans were needed to neutralize Yang Haoran's strike.
This was his combat experience accumulated over many years. From the results, his calculations were precise; he hadn't wasted a single talisman. He couldn't help but feel a touch of smugness about it.
"Yang Haoran, I advise you: you'd best display your true capabilities before you die. Otherwise, when you're dead and remember the skills you never used, it'll be too late for regrets. " Yi Xuan spoke coldly, his words exuding profound self-confidence.
Yang Haoran smiled and shook his head. He said nothing. At this moment, the cigarette butt between his two fingers had vanished, but Yi Xuan hadn't noticed this detail.
Not only did Yang Haoran not speak, he was still smiling. This smile infuriated Yi Xuan. He had intended to thoroughly demoralize Yang Haoran with his words, but not only had he failed to achieve his desired outcome, he had ended up infuriating himself. This couldn't help but intensify his killing intent towards Yang Haoran.
At this moment, he no longer cared about Yang Haoran's identity as an Underworld agent. Nor did he consider the consequences of killing Yang Haoran, or whether the Underworld Office would pursue the matter. The rage in his heart left him with only one thought: to kill Yang Haoran!
"Today, I'll see how long you can maintain this facade of calm. Will you still be able to smile at the moment of your death!"
As Yi Xuan's words fell, the talisman suppressing Remnant Moon suddenly erupted with a dazzling light, followed by an explosion.
Boom!
The talisman exploded, and a violent force swept outwards. Remnant Moon still existed, still suspended in the air, but then it emitted a series of strained cracking sounds, and cracks spread across its surface.
Crack!
With a crisp snap, Remnant Moon shattered, dispersing into wisps of Yin Qi.
Given Yi Xuan's status and strength, he naturally knew that an Underworld agent's Soul Armament could re-condense after shattering. Knowing this, yet still shattering Yang Haoran's Soul Armament, Remnant Moon, was partly to vent his inner rage, and partly to demonstrate his power to Yang Haoran. He wanted to use this to show Yang Haoran that he could easily break his Soul Armament.
Furthermore, he wanted to publicly slap Yang Haoran's face hard!
For an Underworld agent, a Soul Armament was akin to their left and right arms, and also a symbol of their power and identity. To have one's Soul Armament shattered, especially forcibly shattered in front of a crowd, was an utterly humiliating affair.
Yet Yang Haoran remained completely indifferent. He showed no inclination whatsoever to intervene and stop Yi Xuan. He watched as his Soul Armament, Remnant Moon, shattered, his expression unchanged, a smile still on his face, as if it wasn't his own Soul Armament being destroyed, but someone else's.
Yang Haoran's reaction once again disappointed Yi Xuan. This time, he still hadn't achieved his desired outcome. His heart felt heavy. Rage twisted his features. At this moment, he only wanted to unleash the fury within him.
Just as he was about to use an even more powerful technique to deliver a killing blow to Yang Haoran, a heart-rending, agonizing roar made his body tremble.
"Wan'er! ! !"
The agonizing roar came from among the crowd of onlookers from various factions. Yang Haoran recognized the voice, and Yi Xuan did too. It was the young man who had previously sided with the young woman.
Although it was only two short words, those two words, to Yi Xuan's ears, contained far too much information. A dreadful premonition surged in his heart. He no longer cared about attacking Yang Haoran. He immediately turned his head to look towards the young woman's location.
It would have been better if he hadn't looked; at first glance, Yi Xuan was utterly stunned.
The protective barrier around the young woman was still present, but this barrier had been pierced through. Not only had the barrier been pierced, but the young woman within it also had a hole in her forehead. This hole had penetrated her entire skull.
The young woman's eyes were vacant, her expression blank. Blood flowed from the hole, staining her beautiful face crimson.
Crack! Crack, crack, crack!
Snap!
The protective barrier developed cracks, then shattered with a crisp sound. The young woman's body stiffly toppled over.
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