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Chapter 500: Unbelievable

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Yang Haoran's initial desire to eliminate the two Corpse Ghouls stemmed from their perceived lack of value in his eyes, coupled with his inherent aversion to zombies. That was why he harbored the thought of getting rid of both of them.

However, after a brief moment of thought, he altered his decision. Ma Ling had previously mentioned her family's significant interest in zombies. If he were to kill both Corpse Ghouls, it would undoubtedly be a loss for Ma Ling and the entire Ma Family.

His willingness to assist Ma Ling this time, beyond their friendship, also contained another reason: he had something he needed from Ma Ling, or rather, from the Ma Family. Since the Ma Family was so fond of zombies, gifting these two Corpse Ghouls to them would make it easier to achieve his own goals.

From this perspective, the Corpse Ghouls were not entirely without value in his hands; the key lay in how they were utilized.

With a decision made, Yang Haoran did not strike to kill the two Corpse Ghouls. In just a few short minutes, he subdued them both and bound them with chains formed from his Spirit Power.

To be fair, the two Corpse Ghouls were somewhat more challenging to deal with than their short man master, especially after their power had been enhanced, making them even more troublesome to fight.

Of course, the term "trouble" here was relative. After all, it only took Yang Haoran a few minutes to subdue the two Corpse Ghouls; something that could be resolved in a few minutes hardly counted as real trouble.

The short man's secret art for enhancing the Corpse Ghouls did not last long; its effects vanished after just a few minutes. What truly vexed Yang Haoran, however, was that this secret art chose not to disappear early, nor late, but precisely after he had subdued the two Corpse Ghouls, as if it were intentionally acting against him.

Had the secret art disappeared a bit sooner, he would have saved some effort and time when dealing with the two Corpse Ghouls, as weakened Corpse Ghouls were much easier to handle.

Having successfully subdued the two Corpse Ghouls, Yang Haoran temporarily cast them aside, ignoring their frantic roars, and approached the short man's corpse.

The short man had died quite decisively; aside from leaving behind the two Corpse Ghouls, he left nothing else. His spatial storage item hadn't burst open, which was not good for Yang Haoran, as it meant he'd lost out on a lot of spoils.

Yang Haoran approached the short man's corpse at this moment not, of course, to collect the body, but to forcibly extract the short man's soul.

He was extremely concerned about what the short man had just said regarding the Ancheng Underworld Office. He didn't know if the short man's words were true or false, so he had to find out for certain.

As for how to find out, it certainly wouldn't be by questioning the short man's soul, as he wouldn't trust anything the short man said. He intended to see for himself.

Gazing at the short man's corpse, Yang Haoran waved a hand, and Spirit Power surged from his body, enveloping the corpse, including the head that had fallen to the side.

Under the influence of his Spirit Power, the soul within the short man's corpse was forcibly condensed into a spirit, which Yang Haoran then brutally extracted.

The newly extracted soul was still in a dormant state. Yang Haoran looked at the suspended spirit body, but had no intention of forcibly awakening it, because whether he awakened it or not, it wouldn't affect his ability to obtain the information he wanted from the spirit body; forcibly awakening it would only consume more of his Spirit Power.

"Ghost Eye, open!"

With a low shout, Yang Haoran activated his Ghost Eye, as Spirit Power converged towards his eyes.

His pitch-black Ghost Eye stared intently at the short man's spirit body, and for a moment, many images that did not belong to him appeared in Yang Haoran's mind.

After a few breaths, the black receded rapidly from Yang Haoran's eyes, restoring them to normal, and he had obtained the information he desired from the short man's spirit body.

He placed the short man's soul into his Soul-Gathering Bead. His expression was stern, devoid of the usual smile on his face, because what the short man had told him earlier wasn't intended to unsettle his mind; it was true.

Waving his hand to dismiss the barrier, Yang Haoran tore space, intending to leave the area. But just as he was about to step into the spatial rift, a spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared nearby, followed by the emergence of another spatial rift.

This sudden development caused Yang Haoran to pause his steps, his gaze fixed on the new spatial rift.

Two figures rushed out of the spatial rift; it was none other than Ma Ling, and alongside her, a Spirit Police officer—the very one who had been in charge of all the Spirit Police earlier.

Yang Haoran had just forcibly sent them away, and he hadn't expected them to return so soon.

This Spirit Police officer likely didn't possess the ability to tear space, and in his current weakened state, it was even more impossible.

Therefore, it must have been Ma Ling who tore space to arrive here.

After Yang Haoran had forcibly sent Ma Ling and the others away by tearing space, Ma Ling, fearing Yang Haoran might be in danger, had immediately wanted to rush back to help.

However, tearing space was arduous for her even at her peak; doing so after being injured was even more difficult. Hence, it took her until now to successfully tear space and reach this location.

"Uncle, are you alright, you—"

Ma Ling's face was etched with anxiety, but before she could finish her sentence, she was utterly stunned into silence by the scene before her eyes.

On the ground, two Corpse Ghouls were bound by chains, struggling and roaring incessantly, yet unable to break free from their restraints.

And the powerful Corpse Driver, who had been so formidable, had now met the fate of a dismembered corpse, utterly dead.

This sight not only shocked Ma Ling but also left the Spirit Police officer wide-eyed with disbelief.

Before arriving, they had expected Yang Haoran and the Corpse Driver to be locked in a desperate struggle, perhaps with Yang Haoran even injured. They had never imagined the outcome would be this.

In such a short time, not only were the Corpse Ghouls subdued, but the short man was also killed. What truly baffled both of them was that Yang Haoran was completely clean, without any wounds or bloodstains, not at all looking like he had engaged in a life-or-death struggle with the short man. This truly astonished Ma Ling and the Spirit Police officer.

"Un-Un-Uncle, wha-what exactly happened? " Ma Ling, her expression somewhat blank, stammered a question to Yang Haoran.

"This Corpse Driver used a secret art to enhance the power of the two Corpse Ghouls, but he suffered a backlash, which is why I was able to kill him easily. As for these two Corpse Ghouls, once the effect of the secret art on them vanished, their bodies immediately entered a weakened state, hence I was able to subdue them."

Yang Haoran forced a faint smile onto his face, fabricating a casual excuse.

Upon hearing this, Ma Ling and the Spirit Police officer were both half-believing, half-doubting. Yang Haoran made everything sound far too simple, but whether the truth was as simple as Yang Haoran claimed, they truly couldn't be certain.

Yang Haoran gave them no more opportunity to think. As soon as his words fell, he immediately continued, "I'm giving these two Corpse Ghouls to you. I still have something I need to handle. I'll contact you after I'm done."

Having said this to Ma Ling, Yang Haoran instantly stepped into the spatial rift, not lingering any longer in this place.

"Uncle! Uncle! Where are you going?"

By the time Ma Ling reacted, Yang Haoran had already entered the spatial rift. As she anxiously called out, the spatial rift closed, and Yang Haoran vanished from their sight. Night God Under the Moon