Chapter 1365: One Wave Subsides, Another Rises
With his Ghost Eye activated, the world before him transformed. The black water around him grew viscous, its thick consistency owed to the intensely dense Yin Qi.
Even before activating his Ghost Eye, Yang Haoran had sensed the horrifying Yin Qi contained within the water. Now that his Ghost Eye was open, beyond a more direct perception of it all, it brought him no further surprise.
At this moment, his gaze was entirely captivated by the rapidly approaching black shadow!
The black shadow was a mass of Yin Qi as dark as ink. As it rapidly drew near, the black water around Yang Haoran suddenly began to boil, then transformed into twisted ghostly faces. These faces covered the protective barrier he had conjured, and began to ravenously gnaw at it.
Each of these suddenly appearing ghostly faces was extremely gruesome. If an ordinary person saw them, they would most likely be scared unconscious instantly. However, in Yang Haoran's eyes, these ghostly faces were utterly unremarkable, devoid of any distinguishing features.
Nevertheless, these outwardly unremarkable ghostly faces possessed surprisingly potent combat strength. After a wave of their gnawing attacks, the protective barrier enveloping his body became unstable, appearing as if it could shatter at any moment.
Under these circumstances, he could only multitask, simultaneously injecting more Spirit Power into the barrier while striking at the encroaching black shadow.
Several black chains, as thick as an arm, suddenly shot out from the black water, binding the incoming black shadow. But no sooner had the shadow been successfully restrained than the chains were directly shattered by the shadow, dissipating into Yin Qi and vanishing completely.
The black shadow, meanwhile, successfully collided with Yang Haoran's barrier.
Yang Haoran's body was sent flying by the black shadow's impact, and the recently reinforced barrier around him developed numerous cracks under this single blow from the black shadow.
As for the ghostly faces gnawing at the barrier, they were all dispersed by this one strike, transforming into streams of Yin Qi that merged back into the black water.
Yang Haoran felt surprise internally, but his expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, more Spirit Power surged into the barrier.
The cracked barrier, bolstered by the additional Spirit Power, was instantly repaired, and became even sturdier than before.
However, in the instant it took him to repair the barrier, the black shadow launched another attack!
Outside the Blackwater Pool, three controlled Spirit Police officers had successfully broken free from their chains. They had turned savage and bloodthirsty, as ferocious as maddened beasts, and launched an attack on Zhou Fudui and the three others.
However, the strength of these three was nothing before Zhou Fudui. They were quickly subdued by him, and he even managed to help them break free from their control.
The three bodies were neatly arranged beneath a large tree. No black Yin Qi could be seen on them anymore; having been freed from their control, they were now merely ordinary corpses.
"Brothers, rest assured, once this mission is complete, I will take you home. " Zhou Fudui said, his face cold, speaking to the three corpses before him.
The other three Spirit Police officers stood to the side, their heads bowed in silence, but their faces bore a sadness that anyone could discern.
No sooner had Zhou Fudui finished speaking than a significant disturbance erupted from the Blackwater Pool. The gazes of all four men were immediately drawn to it.
The Blackwater Pool was suddenly boiling, and then a massive vortex appeared.
Boom! ! !
A deafening explosion, as if a bomb had suddenly detonated beneath the Blackwater Pool, sent water surging upwards, and simultaneously, a figure shot out from within the pool.
This person was none other than Yang Haoran.
Following Yang Haoran, a dense mass of Yin Qi closely followed, also surging out of the pool.
The Yin Qi dispersed, revealing a figure. It was a man, his entire body pale and swollen, many parts of him already rotted and putrid. From his prolonged time submerged, strands of water weeds had even grown on his body.
These water weeds, however, were entirely black, as if sprayed with ink. Furthermore, these water weeds were also emitting Yin Qi.
The man's body was not a Spirit Body, but a genuine physical form. However, his flesh was severely decomposed, making him both repulsive and terrifying.
At this moment, the man's gaze was fixed on Yang Haoran, as he sensed the immense threat Yang Haoran posed to him.
Likewise, Yang Haoran's gaze was locked onto the man. However, compared to his previous apprehension, his heart felt considerably more at ease now.
Because, the man was not as powerful as he had imagined.
The man's eyes were bloodshot, these eyes indicating his realm among ghostly beings. He was an Evil Spirit (evil Spirit).
However, his eyes were not frighteningly red; there was a vast difference compared to Zhong Siyu in her prime. Dealing with an Evil Spirit (evil Spirit) of this level, while somewhat troubled, Yang Haoran still felt confident.
As for why the Yin Qi in the Blackwater Pool was so heavy, yet neither gathered nor dispersed, and why even the ghostly entities hiding within were difficult to perceive, he believed it was due to the unique properties of the Blackwater Pool itself.
As for the exact reason that made the Blackwater Pool so peculiar, he would only be able to investigate thoroughly after dealing with the Evil Spirit (evil Spirit) before him.
With his Ghost Eye activated, Yang Haoran witnessed scenes from this Evil Spirit's life before death. While he couldn't see what had happened to him after death, through his pre-death experiences, Yang Haoran still had some conjectures considering the formation of this Evil Spirit (evil Spirit).
The man had been a resident of the village at the foot of the mountain. Once, after attending a temple fair on the mountain, he had accidentally fallen into the Blackwater Pool while descending and drowned. At the time, he hadn't harbored strong resentment; instead, his dominant emotion was fear of death. Therefore, under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to immediately transform into an Evil Spirit (evil spirit) after death.
Forget a powerful Evil Spirit (evil Spirit); it was impossible for him to even become an Evil Spirit (evil spirit), or a slightly stronger Spirit (undead).
Yet, he had some advanced from an ordinary Spirit (undead Spirit) to a powerful entity like an Evil Spirit (Evil Spirit). In Yang Haoran's view, after becoming a Spirit (undead), he must have devoted a significant number of souls.
Furthermore, the mysterious Blackwater Pool must have also played a part. However, Yang Haoran's current knowledge was limited, so he could only make a rough conjecture like this. As for whether his guess was correct, he couldn't be certain at the moment.
Besides, now was not the time for him to analyze this matter.
"You're already dead, yet you're unwilling to leave this rotting corpse. Brother, you're quite persistent. " Yang Haoran said, smiling, as he looked at the man before him.
"You're not welcome here. Get out now, or don't blame me for being impolite! " The man stared coldly at Yang Haoran, threatening him.
Threats from others were nothing new to Yang Haoran; he had encountered them more than once or twice. But few of them truly concerned him.
"Brother, you probably never left this great mountain, did you? Actually, you should go out and see more of the world. However, I'm afraid you won't have the chance anymore. " Yang Haoran said with a smile.
"Brother? Heh heh, aren't you afraid of shortening your lifespan? I've been dead for over a hundred years. If we truly count ages, you little brat don't even qualify to call me grandpa."
The man seemed not to have understood the meaning of Yang Haoran's words. Instead, he fixated on Yang Haoran's address for him.
Yang Haoran didn't explain. His smile unchanged, he continued, "Come with me. I'll take you away from here. You no longer belong to this world. I know you won't agree, but I still have to say it, because it's a necessary procedure."
No sooner had Yang Haoran's words fallen than Zhou Fudui appeared beside him. He released his own power, also causing his body to hover in the air.
"Did you kill my three brothers? Did you devour their souls? ! " Zhou Fudui's expression was icy cold. Starring at the Evil Spirit (evil spirit) before him, he asked, brimming with killing intent.
He actually already had a conclusion in his heart; he only asked this way to confirm whether his inner conjecture was correct.
The Evil Spirit (Evil spirit) gave a cold laugh, shining at the three corpses benefitting the large tree not far away. Then he turned his head to look at Yang Haoran and Zhou Fudui.
"You're right. I not only killed those three, but also forcibly devoured their souls. And it wasn't just them; the streamer from last night, and the police who arrived later, their souls were all devoured by me. If you don't know your place, you'll be the next ones to die."
Upon receiving the Evil Spirit's affirmative reply, not only did icy killing intent erupt in Zhou Fudui's eyes, but blazing fury also ignited in the gazes of the three Spirit Police officers below.
The rage in their hearts was impossible to suppress. All four of them wanted to immediately attack the Evil Spirit (evil Spirit) before them at this moment. But precisely at this moment, Yang Haoran, who had originally been smiling, suddenly froze, his smile stiffening.
He sharply turned his head, looking in a certain direction, and his expression grew serious.
"Zhou Fudui, be careful. A big one's coming!"
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