Chapter 1130: Shui Ling's Return
This time, the various major factions gathered at the Death God Temple, a completely different scenario from the last, and the two could not be confused.
Last time, the major factions' main purpose was to gauge Yang Haoran's capabilities, not necessarily to confront him. The Corpse-Controlling Gate was annihilated precisely because they actively jumped out and became the bird that took the lead.
This time, however, the situation was different. All the major factions gathered at the Death God Temple to demand answers from Yang Haoran, even aiming to eliminate him and destroy the Gu Mo City Underworld Division. Although they had merely watched the show before without making a move, that didn't mean they wouldn't eventually act.
The Talisman Order, due to Yi Xuan's escape, was destined to lose all face, making it difficult for them to hold their heads high in Gu Mo City in the future, forever becoming a laughingstock for other factions.
But if the other factions were to retreat because of Yi Xuan's escape, they too would lose all face. To arrive here with such fanfare, only to withdraw without a fight, would indeed be utterly shameful.
Furthermore, all the major factions believed that even if Yang Haoran possessed some secret methods capable of defeating Yi Xuan, he could absolutely not overcome all of them with his own power when facing their combined assault. There could only be one outcome: Yang Haoran would be jointly slain, and the Gu Mo City Underworld Division would be eradicated by their hands.
Zhuang Yingjie had felt something was off all along, due to Yang Haoran's overly calm demeanor. Now, seeing that Yi Xuan had actually escaped, it proved his feeling was correct: Yang Haoran indeed possessed secret methods unknown to him.
However, the arrow was already on the string, it had to be loosed. Though he felt a strong sense of unease, since the other factions had now stepped forward to jointly confront Yang Haoran, he naturally couldn't continue to merely watch.
Zhuang Yingjie spoke to Yang Haoran from a distance, his face grim. Although they were quite far apart, his voice, amplified by power, clearly reached Yang Haoran's ears.
As his voice faded, Zhuang Yingjie, along with the Demon Hunters behind him, swiftly shot towards Yang Haoran's position. This time, he was truly determined to kill Yang Haoran.
From the start until now, Yang Haoran had never admitted that the disappearances in Gu Mo City were his doing. However, whether he admitted it or not no longer mattered, because this "hat" had already been firmly placed on his head by the major factions, leaving him no choice but to accept it.
In response, Yang Haoran offered no explanation. Without strong evidence to prove his innocence, any explanation would be futile, and might even give the impression he was trying to cover something up.
Nevertheless, despite being at such a disadvantage, he did not panic. A faint smile remained on his face, and his composure provided immense spiritual support to everyone on his side.
"Heh heh," Yang Haoran chuckled faintly, "it seems my Death God Temple is destined to run red with blood today. Since you've all made your decision, then come at me openly. I, Yang Haoran, accept all of it."
Yang Haoran's faint laughter, amplified by power, also reached the ears of everyone present.
Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, some from the other factions felt uncertain, even a little afraid, as Yang Haoran's calm demeanor struck them as dangerous.
However, more people were simply enraged, convinced that Yang Haoran was far too arrogant, practically looking down on all their major factions. How could they not be furious? If they had to fight Yang Haoran one-on-one, they might hesitate, but with the combined might of all the major factions ganging up on him, they truly found no reason to be afraid.
The Night Watchers under Yang Haoran, however, reacted in the exact opposite way. They felt no fear, no anger, but rather an exhilarating excitement. Their reaction stemmed partly from the different ideology Lu Wu had instilled in them, and partly from their absolute trust in Yang Haoran's abilities. His composed tranquility, in particular, made their hearts feel incredibly steady.
The grand battle was once again about to begin. But this time, Yang Haoran and his people faced all the major factions of Gu Mo City, a situation entirely different from confronting only the Talisman Order. Yang Haoran knew full well that, excluding himself, the numerical disparity between the two sides was enormous, and their strength was likewise unequal. Therefore, he had to find a way to absorb as much pressure as possible, otherwise, with just a single clash, his Night Watchers would be utterly annihilated!
As for what to do, Yang Haoran already had a plan in mind. Just as he was about to put his internal strategy into action, the space not far from him suddenly fluctuated violently. A spatial rift tore open, and a figure frantically rushed out from within.
"Stop! I've found the evidence! ! ! "valley
As this figure burst forth, a woman's voice resonated through the area. This woman was none other than Shui Ling, another Night Watcher under Yang Haoran who had already opened her Heaven Soul.
Shui Ling's voice was filled with urgency. In the current situation, her anxious tone was completely understandable; after all, she didn't know Yang Haoran's true strength, nor the final outcome of the battle between Yi Xuan and Yang Haoran. Seeing the major factions jointly besiege their Underworld Division, she had only one thought: their Underworld Division could not possibly survive such a united assault. As a member of the Gu Mo City Underworld Division, she naturally didn't want to see it kicked out of the game again.
Shui Ling's appearance and her urgent cries to stop only caused a very small number of people to halt their advance. However, most others ignored her presence, still rushing swiftly towards Yang Haoran's side. Some had even already unleashed their attacks from a distance.
The reason these people were unwilling to stop was partly because they had long been consumed by rage; they wouldn't rest until Yang Haoran was dead and the Gu Mo City Underworld Division eradicated, giving no thought to anything else.
Another portion, although clear-headed, also chose not to stop out of self-interest. This was the best opportunity to kill Yang Haoran and eliminate the Gu Mo City Underworld Division. If they missed it, who knew when they would encounter such a chance again? So how could they possibly choose to halt their advance?
Yang Haoran's gaze turned to Shui Ling. He saw that Shui Ling looked somewhat disheveled, her clothes tattered and bloodstained, with signs of a struggle visible everywhere.
Behind Shui Ling, the spatial rift had not healed despite her departure. Figures emerged one after another from the rift after her; these were all Night Watchers from her Second Division.
These Night Watchers, like their captain Shui Ling, were all wounded, and their numbers were significantly depleted.
Clearly, they must have been in a battle earlier, or they wouldn't be in their current state.
Yang Haoran naturally wouldn't inquire about the details at this moment, for this was not the time for such questions. If he didn't act quickly, the squad of Night Watchers led by Lu Wu would truly be wiped out.
Yang Haoran glanced at Shui Ling only for a moment before withdrawing his gaze. He then looked at Lu Wu and the others, who were also charging towards their opponents, and smiled faintly.
"Heh heh, all of you, retreat."
Yang Haoran chuckled as he gave the order. Lu Wu's charging figure paused upon hearing this. Although he didn't know what Yang Haoran intended by issuing such a command at this moment, he hadn't forgotten his own identity, nor Yang Haoran's.
"All of you, retreat! ! !"
Lu Wu didn't hesitate, immediately ordering his Night Watchers to fall back. These Night Watchers, who had just charged forward, instantly retreated as commanded.
Xiang Chuan and Huang Sha were no exception. While ensuring Yao Guozhi's safety, they also retreated backward, doing their best to widen the distance from the attacking major factions.
After giving the order, Yang Haoran's smile vanished. His expression became serene, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands rapidly formed seals. 33 Novel Network
His ten fingers shifted, leaving trails of afterimages. In but the blink of an eye, a powerful surge of energy suddenly erupted over the entire Death God Temple.
A colossal Death God's Law Aspect was conjured by Yang Haoran. An immense oppressive aura emanated from the manifestation, making the crowd below seem like a swarm of ants before it!
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