Chapter 602: The Barrier World
As Mo Jingnan’s voice faded, Yang Haoran found himself in an unfamiliar world. At a glance, this world was a vast ocean, and he stood on an isolated island.
<r>Dark clouds blanketed the sky, and the rumbling of thunder echoed in his ears. The sea below churned violently, as if some primeval beast was about to burst forth from its depths.
<r>The world before him felt incredibly oppressive, a sensation that would breed despair in one’s heart, for in such circumstances, there seemed to be no hope of survival.
<r>As for the others, they had long since disappeared, leaving only him, standing solitary on the small island.
<r>Boom! ! !
<r>A deafening explosion ripped through the sky, and a thick bolt of lightning struck down towards Yang Haoran below. The lightning was incredibly fast, reaching his head in the blink of an eye.
<r>Yang Haoran’s expression remained unchanged. He didn’t lift his head to look at the lightning descending above him. Just as the bolt was about to hit his body, he slid sideways, putting some distance between himself and his previous position.
<r>A massive rock was shattered by the lightning; Yang Haoran had been standing precisely on that rock moments before.
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This time, he didn’t dodge, letting the fragment hurtle towards him.
<r>Swish! . .
<r>The fragment brushed past his body, its sharp edges only tearing his sleeve, not cutting his skin. Yet, he clearly felt the sensation and temperature of the stone as it grazed his skin.
<r>Looking at the tear in his sleeve, Yang Haoran frowned slightly.
<r>This world before him was certainly not real; he had known that the moment he fell into it. Yet, he had kept his Ghost Eye activated, but couldn’t find any flaw in this world. Nor had this world changed because of his Ghost Eye, thus making it impossible for him to instantly break through it.
<r>The reason he hadn’t dodged the incoming fragment just now wasn’t that he couldn’t, but because he chose not to. He wanted to determine, through the damage the fragment inflicted upon him, whether this world was merely a deceptive illusion or a world manifested by the power of a barrier.
<r>If it were the former, he would only need to guard his true self, and the illusion would naturally be powerless against him. Even if he were dismembered in this world, his physical body in reality would suffer no harm.
<r>But if it were the latter, then all the harm he suffered in this world would be real. If he died, he would truly be dead.
<r>From the current situation, he believed his predicament belonged to the latter category. The reason for this belief was that this formation was quite similar to his Mountain River Grand Array, possessing a sense of achieving similar results through different means. It was precisely because he understood his own Mountain River Grand Array that he could make such a judgment now.
<r>In this situation, he felt the most rational approach was to increase the injection of Spirit Power into his Ghost Eye. If the Ghost Eye, powered by a large amount of Spirit Power, successfully broke through this world, that would naturally be ideal, saving him a lot of trouble. But if the Ghost Eye couldn’t break it, then the situation would become problematic, and he would have to find other ways to forcibly break through this world.
<r>Making up his mind took but a mere instant. Yet, in that very instant, the dark clouds above seemed to hold an enraged Thunder God, as lightning bolts struck down at him, one after another.
<r>At the same time, the churning sea surface erupted with a loud roar. A colossal creature breached the surface of the sea, bringing with it a foul, fishy wind, and lunged towards Yang Haoran on the island.
<r>This was a human-bodied, fish-headed monster. Its mouth was filled with sharp fangs, and in its hand, it gripped a Three-Edged Fork. Its colossal body wasn’t as large as the small island beneath Yang Haoran’s feet, but it was close.
<r>Yang Haoran didn’t hesitate. While dodging the lightning, he immediately mobilized a large amount of Spirit Power, continuously injecting it into his Ghost Eye. Whether it was the lightning or the lunging monster, he had no intention of confronting either head-on. Any damage sustained here would be real, and a direct confrontation would inevitably cause him some harm, so he chose to evade. In the process of evasion, he sought to strengthen the power of his Ghost Eye!
<r>Of course, if evasion became impossible, he would have no choice but to withstand it or counterattack.
<r>As a large amount of Spirit Power was injected into his Ghost Eye, Yang Haoran’s pair of Ghost Eyes surged with thick black smoke. However, the world before him did not change due to the Ghost Eye’s transformation.
<r>He wasn’t anxious about this; after all, his Ghost Eye hadn’t been pushed to its limit yet, so he intensified the Spirit Power injection into it.
<r>What he found troublesome at this moment was the continuously falling lightning from the sky and the monster’s fierce attacks. Both possessed immense destructive power. The entire island shook violently under the onslaught, as if a massive earthquake were occurring, threatening to sink at any moment.
<r>He wasn’t worried about the island sinking into the sea. What he worried about was failing to dodge in time and being struck by lightning, or being impaled by the Three-Edged Fork in the monster’s hand.
<r>With incessant booming, dust and smoke permeated the air, and the small island swayed. Yang Haoran was like a small boat adrift in a raging sea, seemingly on the verge of capsizing at any moment.
<r>In a short amount of time, more and more Spirit Power was injected into his Ghost Eye, and the world Yang Haoran saw before him gradually began to show signs of instability.
<r>A surge of joy filled his heart. It seemed that as long as he pushed his Ghost Eye to its limit, this world before him should be able to be broken.
<r>However, just at this moment, the space in front of him suddenly ripped open, forming a slit, and an arm clawed towards the location of his heart!
<r>This arm was enveloped in thick Yin Qi, moving as fast as lightning. It appeared to be attempting to directly destroy his heart through this sneak attack, which would cause his physical body to quickly die and his power to dissipate as a result.
<r>Yang Haoran’s reaction was swift. The instant the arm’s palm was about to touch his body, he struck out like lightning. Black smoke surged from his palm, sharp as a blade, and chopped down at the attacking arm.
<r>Squelch!
<r>The arm was severed on the spot by his palm. Blood spurted, splattering all over his face.
<r>Warm blood splattered on his face, but Yang Haoran’s expression did not change; he didn’t even blink. It was as if what had splattered on his face was not human blood, but merely the seawater of this place.
<r>A severed arm fell to the ground, while the other part retreated into the void and vanished. Vaguely, he seemed to hear a pained scream.
<r>Yang Haoran knew that this suddenly appearing arm definitely belonged to a Spirit Medium from the outside, for he had sensed the presence of Communication Power on that arm.
<r>He was trapped in a world manifested by a barrier, and these Spirit Mediums were naturally seizing this opportunity to ambush him and cause him to perish here.
<r>The idea was good, but unfortunately for this Spirit Medium, they had run into a tough opponent. Not only did they fail to take Yang Haoran’s life at the opportune moment, but they instead sacrificed an arm of their own.
<r>Yang Haoran understood in his heart that he was probably not the only one being ambushed at this moment; their entire group must have been targeted by the Spirit Mediums’ sneak attacks. However, it was hard to say how many of them would survive this first wave of attacks, and how many would lose their lives.
<r>To avoid being so passive, he absolutely had to break through this world manifested by the barrier first. Otherwise, what he would face would not just be the damage inflicted by this world, but also the threat posed by the Spirit Mediums lurking in the shadows.
<r>Just now, he had successfully dodged the Spirit Medium’s sneak attack and left the opponent with one less arm. But whether he could dodge the Spirit Medium’s next ambush was hard to say; perhaps it would be him who lost an arm next, not the attacking Spirit Medium.
<r>He didn’t bother with the blood on his face and body, nor did he pay attention to the severed arm still twitching on the ground. While his body dodged the lightning and the monster’s attacks, he injected even more Spirit Power into his Ghost Eye.
<r>The sudden, fierce injection of Spirit Power caused Yang Haoran’s pair of Ghost Eyes to strain, even developing a faint throbbing pain. Yet, he did not stop because of this, continuing to relentlessly inject Spirit Power into them.
<r>As the Ghost Eye’s power increased, this world before him grew increasingly unstable. From the current situation, Yang Haoran felt that even if he didn’t open his Heaven Soul, he could still break through this world using his pupil technique, the Ghost Eye.
<r>However, just at this moment, a low voice suddenly echoed in this world!
<r>"Ghost Art! Ghost Fiend Soul Chain!"
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