Chapter 568: I'm Here to Help You
The temple gate was ruined, and the situation inside the temple was no better. With just a glance, Yang Haoran confirmed that this Death God Temple had been attacked.
<r>Upon entering the Death God Temple, the first thing Yang Haoran saw was a statue of the Death God.
<r>As this Death God Temple was not large in scale, the statue of the Death God could not compare to the towering statues found in grander Death God Temples, but its form was identical.
<r>The Death God statue before Yang Haoran had clearly suffered heavy blows. There were cracks in multiple places on its body, some areas were severely damaged, especially at the neck. It was clear at a glance that it had been broken there, and the head, originally atop the neck, was now merely propped up.
<r>Yang Haoran could be a hundred percent certain that even a single forceful shake of the statue would cause its head to detach from its body due to unstable fixation.
<r>In front of the statue, a person sat cross-legged, cloaked entirely in a Black Robe. Yang Haoran was intimately familiar with this particular Black Robe, as it was unique to Night Watchers.
<r>The man naturally sensed Yang Haoran's arrival, but Yang Haoran had sealed his power fluctuations, and no Yin Qi emanated from his body's surface. Thus, the man had no idea of Yang Haoran's identity, and consequently, showed no reaction.
<r>While he might not know Yang Haoran's identity, that didn't mean Yang Haoran didn't know his. Apart from the Black Robe he wore, which attested to his status, the Yin Qi emanating from him, and the faint Spirit Power subtly radiating from within his body, all confirmed him to be a Night Watcher.
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Yang Haoran walked in front of the Night Watcher, then slowly squatted down, clearly seeing the man's face. He was an utterly ordinary-looking middle-aged man, so plain in appearance that he could easily rival Yang Haoran himself.
<r>On this remarkably ordinary face, there were bruises and cuts. The bruises had already subsided, and the wounds had scabbed over, no longer bleeding. m. i． c
<r>Clearly, this Night Watcher had been in a fight with others. Judging by the bruises and scabbed wounds on his face, the skirmish had likely taken place last night.
<r>Feeling Yang Haoran squat down in front of him, the Night Watcher's brow furrowed slightly. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yang Haoran, his gaze carrying a hint of warning.
<r>The Night Watcher was already in an extremely foul mood, and at that moment, he was praying to the Death God, wishing not to be disturbed. Yet, this fellow before him was utterly inconsiderate, not only failing to leave but actually squatting down right in front of him. In his eyes, this was nothing short of a provocation, and thus, his gaze was exceedingly unfriendly.
<r>“I am praying to my God, not to you. Don’t you find it highly inappropriate to remain between me and my God? ”
<r>Yang Haoran could tell that the Night Watcher was already struggling to suppress his emotions. If he were to ignore the warning, it would be hard to say whether the Night Watcher could keep his temper in check.
<r>Under the circumstances, the Night Watcher's words were already quite subtle, yet their meaning was simple: he wanted Yang Haoran to scram immediately.
<r>Yang Haoran understood, but instead of doing as the Night Watcher wished, he merely smiled.
<r>It would have been better if Yang Haoran hadn't smiled. Seeing the smile on Yang Haoran's face, the already greatly displeased Night Watcher found it impossible to suppress his rising anger. His expression turned cold; just as he was about to unleash his fury, Yang Haoran spoke first.
<r>“I’m here to help you,” Yang Haoran said with a smile, “so please, try to control your emotions as much as possible. ”
<r>At these words, the Night Watcher's expression froze. He had not expected Yang Haoran to say such a thing.
<r>After a moment of stunned silence, the Night Watcher's face twisted into an expression of doubt. After all, Yang Haoran's body emitted no power fluctuations; he seemed like an ordinary person. What right did he have to say such words?
<r>Yang Haoran noted the Night Watcher's skepticism. He didn't want to waste time, for every second squandered meant a reduction in his potential gains. So, he directly revealed his identity to the Night Watcher.
<r>“Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Yang Haoran, and I am the Emissary of Death from Lecheng. ”
<r>Yang Haoran's words were spoken calmly, but they caused the Night Watcher's entire body to tremble, his expression instantly stiffening.
<r>Though the words were calm, the psychological impact they delivered to the Night Watcher was immense.
<r>After recovering from his shock, a surge of intense delight welling up in the Night Watcher's heart, but this powerful joy quickly vanished, replaced by disbelief.
<r>Just how intense his joy had been a moment ago, so too was the intensity of his disbelief now.
<r>“You are the Emissary of Death from Lecheng? How can you prove your identity? ” the Night Watcher asked.
<r>This Night Watcher was highly vigilant. Although he had indeed been greatly agitated a moment ago, he hadn't allowed his excitement to cloud his judgment, instead harboring doubts about Yang Haoran's identity.
<r>“How to prove my identity? ” Yang Haoran’s smile deepened slightly. After a brief thought, an idea formed in his mind.
<r>Under the Night Watcher's gaze, Yang Haoran gently waved his hand, setting up a restrictive barrier. The barrier was small, enclosing only himself and the Night Watcher.
<r>Seeing Yang Haoran set up the restrictive barrier, the Night Watcher panicked, thinking Yang Haoran intended him harm. He immediately wanted to mobilize the Spirit Power within his body to strike at Yang Haoran.
<r>However, in the very next instant, the Night Watcher froze. A dense Yin Qi surged from Yang Haoran's body, and the power fluctuations emanating from within him were incredibly potent.
<r>As a Night Watcher, he could confirm that the power fluctuations emanating from Yang Haoran were not Communication Power, but the Spirit Power unique to the Underworld Office!
<r>Feeling the intense Spirit Power radiating from Yang Haoran, the Night Watcher's face was filled with an expression of utter disbelief.
<r>At this moment, he no longer doubted Yang Haoran's identity. He quickly rose from the ground, then knelt on one knee before Yang Haoran, his face etched with excitement.
<r>“Greetings, Divine Emissary! ”
<r>The power radiating from Yang Haoran was Spirit Power. While this alone didn't confirm his identity as an Emissary of Death, it certainly showed that Yang Haoran was one of their own.
<r>Although Yang Haoran hadn't opened his Heaven Soul and summoned his Soul Armament, the formidable Spirit Power emanating from him at that moment was far beyond anything a Night Watcher could possess. It was precisely through this that the Night Watcher no longer doubted Yang Haoran's identity.
<r>Yang Haoran stood up with a smile, then addressed the kneeling Night Watcher with a chuckle, “Heh heh, rise. ”
<r>The Night Watcher responded respectfully, then quickly rose from the ground. Though he tried his best to control his emotions, an excited expression still inevitably showed on his face.
<r>“You no longer doubt my identity now, do you? If you’re still unconvinced, I can produce more evidence to prove who I am,” Yang Haoran said with a smile.
<r>“This subordinate no longer dares to doubt the Divine Emissary's identity. My apologies for the offense just now, please forgive me, Divine Emissary! ” the Night Watcher said, his face brimming with excitement.
<r>It was no wonder he was so agitated. Their Yunchuan City Underworld Office was currently in dire straits. If the situation couldn't be reversed, it would be difficult for their Yunchuan City Underworld Office to survive another night.
<r>Yang Haoran's appearance, however, made it highly probable that the situation could be successfully turned around, rescuing their Yunchuan City Underworld Office from its predicament. After all, Yang Haoran was an Emissary of Death.
<r>He had clearly sensed the power fluctuations Yang Haoran released just now; to be so powerful without even opening his Heaven Soul meant his strength would undoubtedly be even greater after doing so.
<r>For this great tribulation, the Night Watcher had originally resigned himself to death. But he never imagined that the tide would turn, and at this critical juncture, an Emissary of Death like Yang Haoran would arrive. How could he not be excited?
<r>He was a devout believer. Yang Haoran's appearance not only stirred his heart with excitement but also further solidified his faith. He believed that his prayers today must have been sensed by the Death God, who then dispatched Yang Haoran, the Emissary of Death, to support their Yunchuan City.
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