Chapter 331: You Tricked Me!
The Soul Pill entered his mouth, and immediately, a vast surge of Pure Yin Qi erupted within Yang Haoran’s body. Yang Haoran’s body, like parched, cracked earth, madly absorbed the Pure Yin Qi that burst forth from the Soul Pill.
Pure Yin Qi was not impure like ordinary Yin Qi, nor was it as turbulent as the Death God Seal cultivated by Deng Feng using Night Watchers. Pure Yin Qi was easily absorbed, and its absorption speed was extremely fast.
The Spirit Power within Yang Haoran’s body rapidly increased under its influence, but this Spirit Power was increasing, not recovering. The Spirit Power in his body had been depleted by more than half before, and it was impossible for it to recover in a short time.
And the Spirit Power generated after he consumed the Soul Pill was newly generated Spirit Power, having absolutely no connection with the Spirit Power he had previously consumed.
This newly generated Spirit Power could not only enhance Yang Haoran’s current strength but also increase the upper limit of his Spirit Power. Once this matter was resolved and the Spirit Power in his body fully recovered, then whatever amount of Spirit Power he had gained today through the Soul Pill would be added to his original total.
The Evil Spirit, having struck at empty air, sensed the Spirit Power within Yang Haoran’s body increasing at a terrifying speed, and he grew anxious.
Before Yang Haoran had taken the Soul Pill, he had been confident in subduing Yang Haoran. However, now that Yang Haoran had swallowed a Soul Pill, the situation was bound to be reversed.
He had originally wanted to experience that unique sense of accomplishment from toying with an Underworld Official, but he had never expected the opponent to produce a Soul Pill and swallow it, which made him feel an intense regret.
However, he did not know that even if he had not been inclined to toy with Yang Haoran and had immediately unleashed a powerful attack, the outcome would not have been any different from now.
It was just that this idea of his was a bit too naive. Not to mention whether he could restrain Yang Haoran again, even whether his speed of devouring Spirit Power could surpass the speed of Spirit Power growth was a question.
However, the Evil Spirit did not find this idea naive. He felt that he had not entirely lost the chance to turn the tables, so after striking at empty air, sensing Yang Haoran’s position, he pounced again without the slightest hesitation.
Along the way, he did not forget to cast an illusion on Yang Haoran, using this method to cause a certain degree of impact on Yang Haoran.
However, the illusion had little effect on Yang Haoran, because he had always been on guard against the Evil Spirit casting illusions on him. Furthermore, his Ghost Eye was constantly active, and the Ghost Eye had a strong illusion-breaking effect.
In addition, the Evil Spirit’s composure was rattled at this moment, and the quality of the illusion he hastily conjured was simply too poor, which was why Yang Haoran instantly shattered it.
The Evil Spirit had not yet successfully approached Yang Haoran when his extremely detestable Soul Armament, Remnant Moon, reappeared.
He hesitated, unsure whether to evade or to ignore Remnant Moon’s presence and continue attacking Yang Haoran.
If he chose to evade, he could avoid his Spirit Body from sustaining further damage, but then this attack on Yang Haoran would miss its mark.
But if he did not choose to evade, he was confident he could inflict some damage on Yang Haoran, yet he himself would definitely not fare well, and his Spirit Body would certainly be further weakened by Yang Haoran’s Soul Armament.
It was certain that Yang Haoran would consume some Spirit Power when controlling his Soul Armament, but Yang Haoran had, after all, consumed a Soul Pill, and his Spirit Power was increasing madly at that moment.
But he was different. Every bit he was weakened by Yang Haoran, he became that much weaker. If he were weakened further, it would be even harder for him to restrain Yang Haoran.
Weighing the pros and cons in an instant, the Evil Spirit ultimately chose to evade. The moment Remnant Moon was about to hit his Spirit Body, his Spirit Body transformed into wisps of Yin Qi and dispersed, then recoalesced beside Yang Haoran’s body, and pounced on Yang Haoran once more.
Yang Haoran had long been prepared. Facing this situation, a smile played on his face. An arm-thick chain appeared in his hand, and he whipped the chain towards the attacking Evil Spirit.
The Evil Spirit wanted to evade, not wishing his power to be weakened, but in this situation, it was simply too late.
He dodged Remnant Moon, but could not evade Yang Haoran’s chain.
Boom!
The chain formed from Spirit Power lashed onto the Yin Qi that constituted his Spirit Body, instantly scattering this mass of Yin Qi.
Having taken a solid hit from Yang Haoran, the Evil Spirit advanced instead of retreating, because as Yang Haoran’s power grew stronger and stronger, he knew his time was running out.
The scattered Yin Qi recoalesced again. Compared to before, this mass of Yin Qi had faded slightly, but the Evil Spirit had no time to concern himself with that, because Yang Haoran was already within arm's reach. He could not retreat; once he retreated, it would be difficult to approach Yang Haoran again.
He’d taken a hit anyway, so if he didn’t inflict some damage on Yang Haoran, then his recent blow would have been for naught!
Therefore, he mobilized all his power and smashed violently into Yang Haoran’s body!
Bang!
The protective Yin Qi around Yang Haoran’s body was scattered by the Evil Spirit, and his body was sent flying.
Pfft!
Spatting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Yang Haoran’s body, like a cannonball, smashed into the stone wall, imbedding itself into it once more.
This suicidal counterattack from the Evil Spirit caused very obvious damage to Yang Haoran. The Evil Spirit was overjoyed. He did not miss this prime opportunity. The Yin Qi formed from his Spirit Body enveloped Yang Haoran, intending to restrain Yang Haoran again and then devour the Spirit Power within Yang Haoran as quickly as possible.
But the next instant, the joy in his heart vanished like smoke, because he discovered that his current power was actually no longer able to restrain Yang Haoran!
"Not good!"
Just as a bad feeling had arisen in his heart, Yang Haoran struck like lightning!
Yang Haoran’s right hand, which had tightly gripped the chain, reverted into Spirit Power, then enveloped his entire right hand. With this right hand, he grabbed hold of the Yin Qi wrapped around his body—this Yin Qi, formed from the Evil Spirit’s Spirit Body, did not belong to him.
Yin Qi was originally gaseous, but at that moment, it was firmly grasped by Yang Haoran’s right hand. With a forceful tug, the Yin Qi on his body was forcibly ripped off.
The Yin Qi thrashed in his hand, about to break free from his grasp. He chuckled, a bloody smirk playing on his lips, as he injected even more Spirit Power into his right hand.
Boom!
His right hand, empowered by even more Spirit Power, caused the Yin Qi to instantly double. This sudden surge of Yin Qi even produced a resounding boom.
This suddenly surging Yin Qi was not the Yin Qi formed from the Evil Spirit’s Spirit Body, but originated from the Spirit Power released by Yang Haoran. The concentration of too much Spirit Power in his right hand had made it overpoweringly sinister at that moment.
The mass of Yin Qi held in his hand, however, was formed from the Evil Spirit’s Spirit Body.
The Evil Spirit, which had been on the verge of breaking free from Yang Haoran’s right hand’s control, felt an unprecedented pressure at that moment. His power was suppressed, and though his struggles were fierce, no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from Yang Haoran’s right hand.
"Stop struggling, it's useless," Yang Haoran said with a smile, looking at the violently struggling Yin Qi in his hand.
"You damned Underworld Official! If it weren't for the fact that I've been sealed here for too long and my strength hasn't returned to its peak, then the first time I restrained you, I would have already drained all your Spirit Power dry!"
The Evil Spirit’s frantic and exasperated voice echoed from within the Yin Qi, filled with resentment and unwillingness.
Yang Haoran's smile unwavering, he asked, "And the result?"
"The result. . . the result is I was tricked by you, you bastard! " the Evil Spirit roared loudly.
"Tricked you? How did I trick you? " Yang Haoran asked with a look of amusement.
"You clearly could have swallowed the Soul Pill much earlier, yet you deliberately didn't, making me think I could subdue you at any moment, making me lower my guard! If that's not tricking me, then what is it? ! " the Evil Spirit roared again.
"That's what you call tricking me? You probably don't even know what true insidiousness is."
The Evil Spirit couldn't bring himself to listen to Yang Haoran's words. In his eyes, he had indeed been tricked by Yang Haoran, which was why he ended up in such a state.
"If you've got the guts, release me! We'll fight again! If I lose, I'll let you butcher me! " the Evil Spirit continued to roar.
Smiling, Yang Haoran asked, "Release you so you can escape, is that it?"
"Do you dare? ! " the Evil Spirit roared.
"To tell you the truth, I don't dare."
"You. . . you coward!"
Yang Haoran no longer paid attention to the Evil Spirit's roars. The Soul-Gathering Bead detached from his ring and floated suspended in front of him. Without the slightest hesitation, he shoved the Evil Spirit into the Soul-Gathering Bead.
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