Chapter 1123: Xiang Chuan Steps Up
Why Yang Haoran suddenly set up a prohibitory barrier, and why this barrier was aimed solely at Yi Xuan, left many present confused and gave rise to various speculations.
"Setting up a prohibitory barrier at this moment, could it be that Yang Haoran wants to cut off Yi Xuan's retreat and prevent him from escaping?"
Beside Zhuang Yingjie, a balding middle-aged Demon Hunter spoke to Zhuang Yingjie with a smile on his face, his tone filled with obvious sarcasm and disbelief.
"Hard to say. Maybe Yang Haoran really does have that thought in mind."
Zhuang Yingjie frowned slightly, responding in a low voice. The middle-aged Demon Hunter's face showed surprise. He couldn't believe Zhuang Yingjie didn't hear the doubt and disbelief in his words, yet Zhuang Yingjie hadn't completely denied the possibility, which greatly astonished him.
"The Head really thinks so? " the middle-aged Demon Hunter asked, his voice openly surprised.
"From the current situation, it seems only a matter of time before Yang Haoran is killed and the Gu Mo City Underworld Office is annihilated. However, Yang Haoran's reactions make me feel that things are far from as simple as they appear on the surface," Zhuang Yingjie said in a deep voice.
Today, Yang Haoran had maintained an extreme composure from start to finish. Whether facing the various major factions of Gu Mo City or being at a disadvantage in his fight against Yi Xuan, not a hint of panic had shown on his face. Zhuang Yingjie had observed all of this, which was why he spoke these words now.
"I can't rule out that possibility. Perhaps Yang Haoran truly has some trump card we don't know about. If he had no trump card, what reason would he have to be so calm? Now, he suddenly set up a prohibitory barrier to trap Yi Xuan, maybe it really is to prevent Yi Xuan from escaping," Zhuang Yingjie responded gravely.
After a slight pause, he glanced at the balding middle-aged man, then asked with a tone of dissatisfaction.
"Yang Haoran has been far too calm. Anyone who isn't blind can see that. Haven't you noticed? " Zhuang Yingjie's words not only carried clear dissatisfaction but also a hint of anger. The middle-aged Demon Hunter heard this and replied with a smile.
"Of course, your subordinate noticed. However, it's also possible that Yang Haoran is merely putting on a show, aiming to intimidate the other factions apart from the Talisman Order. After all, if he didn't appear calm and composed, perhaps the other factions would join the Talisman Order in dealing with their Underworld Office. If that were the case, his Gu Mo City Underworld Office, including Yang Haoran, this Emissary of Death, would surely be annihilated in a very short time. Dealing only with the Talisman Order is much easier than simultaneously dealing with all of us."
The middle-aged Demon Hunter's explanation did not improve Zhuang Yingjie's expression; on the contrary, Zhuang Yingjie's face grew even darker.
However, the middle-aged Demon Hunter did not notice the change in Zhuang Yingjie's expression. He wore a slightly smug smile, seemingly quite satisfied with his analysis. After a brief pause, he continued.
"I believe Yang Haoran suddenly set up this prohibitory barrier now because he wants to temporarily trap old man Yi Xuan for a while using this method, and then Yang Haoran can use this opportunity to escape. As for setting up the prohibitory barrier to prevent Yi Xuan from escaping, that was just a joke I intentionally made, your subordinate doesn't think Yang Haoran truly has that kind of strength. And as for the trump card the Head mentioned, isn't Yang Haoran's trump card that three-star Demon Hunter, Ye Zhiqiu? He hasn't shown up yet, probably having left Gu Mo City long ago. Or perhaps, his relationship with Yang Haoran isn't as good as we imagine; helping Yang Haoran once doesn't mean he'll help him a second time, otherwise he would have appeared by now to back Yang Haoran up."
The middle-aged Demon Hunter's string of words made Zhuang Yingjie's face grow increasingly grim.
"You truly are exceptionally clever, your analysis is so very reasonable."
Zhuang Yingjie's words held no hint of praise; instead, they felt utterly sarcastic. The middle-aged Demon Hunter was greatly surprised. His gaze shifted from the prohibitory barrier and, with a look of confusion, he turned to Zhuang Yingjie.
It was better not to look, but once he did, the smile on his face instantly stiffened. Only then did he realize that Zhuang Yingjie's expression was wrong. He had been about to say something else, but seeing Zhuang Yingjie's face as black as charcoal, he quickly shut his mouth, not daring to utter another word.<spanstyle></spanstyle>
Zhuang Yingjie also ignored the middle-aged Demon Hunter. He stared at the black prohibitory barrier Yang Haoran had set up, his face grim, thoughts unknown.
The prohibitory barrier Yang Haoran had erected was entirely black, accompanied by a strong surge of Yin Qi. It was impossible to see what was happening inside the barrier with the naked eye, so outsiders had no way of knowing what was occurring within, unless they possessed special means.
At this moment, Zhuang Yingjie wasn't the only one speculating about Yang Haoran's intentions in setting up the prohibitory barrier; people from other factions also harbored various theories.
Some shared Zhuang Yingjie's belief that Yang Haoran's calm demeanor stemmed from a trump card he held, while others echoed the middle-aged Demon Hunter's view, thinking that Yang Haoran's composure was merely a facade, and thus, they didn't hold a favorable outlook for him.
Yang Haoran and Yi Xuan were simultaneously enveloped within the prohibitory barrier, which, for the Talisman Order, caused no impact. Their strength already overwhelmingly surpassed Yang Haoran's side, and even if Yi Xuan didn't act, they could easily subdue Yang Haoran's Night Watchers.
Conversely, the pressure on Lu Wu and the other Night Watchers instantly intensified. With Yang Haoran fighting earlier, the pressure on them had been much lighter. Now that Yang Haoran and Yi Xuan were both encased in the prohibitory barrier, without Yang Haoran's help, the pressure they faced sharply increased.
If not for Huang Sha, that great demon, and Xiang Chuan, the Pharmacist, Yang Haoran's side would probably have few people left by now.
"Damn it, if this keeps up, Lu Wu and these Night Watchers are going to be wiped out by these Talisman Masters in a few minutes at most!"
Xiang Chuan laughed as he parried incoming talismans and protected Yao Guozhi.
In the current situation, among Yang Haoran's side, only Xiang Chuan was capable of laughing.
However, Xiang Chuan was different from the others. He understood Yang Haoran more deeply than anyone else. Seeing Yang Haoran suddenly set up the prohibitory barrier now, he knew Yang Haoran was getting serious. That's why he not only laughed but also seemed quite excited.
"Hehehe, Guozhi, be careful yourself later. Try to stay by my side, because I'm going to let loose and have some fun with these guys, and I might not be able to look after you then. These fellows are just too arrogant. If I don't give them a taste of their own medicine, I'm afraid they won't remember your old man here."
Xiang Chuan chuckled. Regardless of whether Yao Guozhi agreed or not, after he spoke, he didn't wait for Yao Guozhi's reply at all, instead retrieving several emerald green medicine bottles from his independent space.
"Hehehe, everyone gather closer to your old man here. Next, I'll take some of the wind out of their sails and let these fellows truly experience what fear is!"
Xiang Chuan chuckled, and with the boost of his power, his voice instantly spread throughout the area.
In the Gu Mo City Underworld Office, Xiang Chuan's status was extremely special. Everyone knew Xiang Chuan was Yang Haoran's man, and only Xiang Chuan dared to act irreverent in front of Yang Haoran.
However, special status didn't mean he could command Yang Haoran's Night Watchers. So, when Xiang Chuan spoke these words, all the Night Watchers merely glanced at him, then turned their gazes to Lu Wu. With Yang Haoran absent, they would only obey Lu Wu's orders.
And at this moment, Lu Wu's eyes were bloodshot from fighting. Both his body and his Soul Armament were stained with blood, some his own, but mostly the enemy's. He heard Xiang Chuan's voice, but he paid no attention to him, for at this moment, he had only one thought: to kill his opponent in front of him with the fastest speed and the most domineering and fierce moves!
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