Chapter 536: Another Formation
Yang Haoran listened to the old man's promises, remaining unmoved.
However, the two old men did not give up. One of them continued speaking.
"We came prepared this time. I trust you've already encountered our other companion. With the strength of the three of us, do you think capturing Pharmacist Feng alive will be a problem? If you join us, we'll have four people, and capturing Pharmacist Feng alive will be even easier."
Upon hearing this, Yang Haoran's face showed a thoughtful expression. In his opinion, the "other friend" they mentioned was undoubtedly the Black Talisman Master. As for the Black Talisman Master's young girlfriend, the two didn't account for her.
If that were truly the case, then Pharmacist Feng's situation this time would be quite dire. And for the Black Talisman Master to willingly enter the formation, it was likely more than just simple confidence in his own abilities.
Yang Haoran still had no intention of revealing himself. Though their words sounded pleasant and they made promises to him, Yang Haoran wouldn't believe such talk as long as he wasn't stupid.
He estimated that the moment he appeared, he would certainly be met with a barrage of fierce attacks from the two. They had just made it clear that they came prepared, and capturing Pharmacist Feng alive would pose no problem. Since the three of them could handle this matter perfectly well, why would they be willing to let an extra person get a share of the pie?
Therefore, Yang Haoran estimated that the moment he showed himself, he would undoubtedly face their killing moves. Although this was just his conjecture, based on his experience, he knew it was surely accurate.
"I'll breach the formation, and you're responsible for finding that guy and killing him."
One of the old men spoke, then his figure moved, charging towards the formation below, launching a fierce attack on it. It seemed he intended to forcibly tear open a breach in the formation.
Meanwhile, the other old man, with a flick of his wrist, produced a Copper Coin Sword. The moment his hand grasped the Copper Coin Sword, he gave his wrist a slight flick, and a layer of flames ignited on the sword.
Without another word, the old man swung his sword down towards the direction where Yang Haoran had previously disappeared!
A colossal Copper Coin Sword appeared. This sword had no physical form; it was entirely condensed from the old man's internal power. Although incorporeal, this giant sword was also enveloped in blazing flames.
Boom! ! !
The old man's sword cleaved a deep gully into the valley, striking precisely not far from Yang Haoran!
Dust and smoke billowed, sand and stones flew. The violent force swept out to both sides, bending the massive tree where Yang Haoran was, threatening to snap it at any moment.
However, that wasn't the most critical issue. The crucial point was that the old man's sword carried fierce flames, and these flames were no ordinary fire. As the sword struck, fire scattered, instantly igniting the large trees on both sides of the gully.
Although the massive tree Yang Haoran clung to hadn't yet caught fire, it wouldn't be long before the blaze reached it. Should his tree be consumed by the flames, his position would be compromised.
Yang Haoran clung tightly to the branches, trying his best not to fall from the tree. He glanced at the rapidly spreading fire, his face etched with contemplation.
At this moment, he was pondering a question: in this situation, should he strike this old man from the shadows? If he didn't act soon, he might forfeit the opportunity for a sneak attack.
But why should he ambush him?
If he were to ambush the old man, or even fight both old men, would Pharmacist Feng truly acknowledge his debt?
Recalling Pharmacist Feng's past actions towards him, Yang Haoran felt that even if he blocked these two old men for Pharmacist Feng, Pharmacist Feng probably wouldn't acknowledge his efforts, and might even still blast him out of the valley.
Given that, what was the point of him ambushing the old man now?
He didn't want to act, nor did he want to leave. So, Yang Haoran decided to remain hidden for as long as possible, waiting for an opportune moment. Ideally, he'd let both sides battle to mutual destruction, and he could then "pick up a dropped peach".
His internal plan was indeed clever, but unfortunately, the old man currently in action was no fool either. After one sword strike failed to force Yang Haoran out, he didn't give up. Instead, he unleashed several more sword strikes, cleaving in different directions.
Booming sounds echoed incessantly, shaking the entire valley violently. Then, the old man, holding his sword in one hand and forming hand seals with the other, began to mutter incantations.
A strong wind swept through the entire valley. Driven by this powerful gust, the blaze within the valley quickly engulfed the area. In a matter of moments, the entire valley was consumed by blazing flames.
Faced with this situation, it was clearly impossible for Yang Haoran to remain hidden. With the fire spreading throughout the entire valley, if he didn't unseal the power within him, this conflagration would be enough to burn him alive.
He had intended to hide in the shadows and wait for an opportunity, ideally to "pick up a dropped peach", but the old man's actions had thwarted his plans.
Meanwhile, the other old man had successfully torn open a breach in the formation.
"I'll go in first to help. Once you've dealt with that kid, come in quickly. " The old man dropped these words, then flashed inside the formation.
As this old man entered the formation, the breach he had forcibly torn open healed itself.
However, the very moment this old man stepped inside the formation, a forbidden formation suddenly lit up in a certain area of the valley.
The appearance of this forbidden formation captured the attention of the remaining old man, and at the same time, drew Yang Haoran's gaze.
Neither the old man nor Yang Haoran had previously been aware of this additional forbidden formation. If not for the raging fire that consumed the entire valley, they would still be oblivious to the existence of this hidden forbidden formation nestled in the valley's corner.
As the inside of the forbidden formation was shrouded in mist, neither of them could clearly see what was within it, consequently, they had no idea what truly lay inside.
However, the fact that Pharmacist Feng had drawn his enemies into another formation while this forbidden formation remained concealed indicated that there was undoubtedly more to its interior.
Gazing at the newly revealed forbidden formation, the old man's brows furrowed, his expression grave and contemplative.
He wanted to approach this forbidden formation, then find a way to tear open a breach and enter to assess the situation.
However, he also had to consider the enemy lurking in the shadows. If he shifted his attention to the formation, the hidden foe might launch a killing blow.
Yet, concurrently, the old man found himself questioning whether the unseen adversary had already fled. Since the entire valley was engulfed in fierce flames, if the opponent wished to remain unharmed, they would have to expend power to resist the blaze. But currently, he sensed no power fluctuations. Did this mean the hidden enemy had indeed withdrawn?
No sooner had this thought arisen in the old man's mind than a terrifying power fluctuation suddenly erupted from the valley below, causing his expression to change.
He had just been wondering if the hidden enemy had departed, but the sudden burst of power fluctuations now disproved his suspicion.
Moreover, the intensity of this power fluctuation far exceeded his imagination.
From the sea of fire below, a black streak shot out with extreme speed, its target none other than the old man above.
The old man's heart seized. There was no time for deliberation; he swiftly shifted his grip, now wielding the Copper Coin Sword with both hands, hastily bringing it up to shield himself.
Clang! ! !
With a crisp clang, the old man, along with his sword, was sent flying, and the black streak was also rebounded by a powerful counter-force.
This sudden black streak was, of course, Yang Haoran's Soul Armament, Remnant Moon. Given the power fluctuations emanating from the old man, Yang Haoran would be utterly outmatched by the old man if he hadn't opened his Heaven Soul. Therefore, while releasing the seal on his power, he also opened his Heaven Soul.
In the valley below, a thick surge of Yin Qi rose from Yang Haoran's body. His form tore through the sea of fire and shot skyward, hovering in mid-air, while Remnant Moon returned to his side, circling around his body.
The old man stabilized himself, looked at Yang Haoran's Soul Armament, Remnant Moon, then fixed his gaze on Yang Haoran himself, said in a deep voice: "Spirit Power. . . Soul Armament. . . You're from the Underworld Office!"
Yang Haoran smiled and nodded, not bothering to deny it. There was no point in denying it; the emblem of the Underworld Office was simply too conspicuous.
Furthermore, he had no need to deny it, because in his eyes, this old man was already a dead man.
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