Chapter 605: Turning the Tables
As Yang Haoran charged towards the high platform, a series of explosions erupted simultaneously across the area. Talismans from Talisman Masters, magic weapons from Exorcists, Demon Weapons from Demon Hunters, and Spiritual Arts from Spirit Mediums—all at once, illuminated the entire Hongyu Cement Plant!
<r>Fortunately, the Spirit Mediums on the periphery, led by the Old Crone, had already set up a restriction barrier, enveloping the entire Hongyu Cement Plant. Otherwise, the commotion here would have been enough to attract a large number of reckless onlookers, oblivious to the danger, eager to watch the show.
<r>The battle between the two sides had fully ignited. The sounds of explosions, roars, and screams from the clashes were incessant.
<r>Yang Haoran heard these sounds, his expression unchanged. With a flash, he appeared outside the barrier enveloping the high platform.
<r>His mission tonight had only two objectives: first, to rescue people, and second, to prevent the Spirit Mediums from escaping. Currently, the fierce battle had just begun, so there was no immediate danger of Spirit Mediums fleeing. Thus, he decided to rescue the two Emissaries of Death first.
<r>Whether it was the Emissary of Death from Yunchuan City or Shi Kai, both were extremely weak at the moment. If not rescued in time, they likely wouldn't live much longer.
<r>Although Yang Haoran had no personal feelings for the two, rescuing them was precisely his mission tonight. Within the scope of his abilities, he would naturally save them. If he genuinely couldn't, then he wouldn't be to blame; he wouldn't sacrifice his own life for two strangers.
<r>Feeling the power fluctuations emanating from the barrier, Yang Haoran was secretly astonished. The power fluctuations from this barrier were incredibly strong, making it no easy feat to breach. Yet, this was merely a barrier casually erected by Mo Jingnan.
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Though inwardly shocked by Mo Jingnan's power, Yang Haoran's movements were anything but slow. With a massive surge of Spirit Power, his hands erupted with billowing black smoke, and then he plunged them towards the barrier before him.
<r>From his stance, it was clear he wasn't trying to directly shatter the barrier, but rather to forcibly tear open an opening just wide enough for him to enter. m. i. c
<r>Forcibly breaching the barrier would naturally consume more Spirit Power. In such a situation, saving whatever Spirit Power he could only brought benefits, never harm.
<r>However, just as Yang Haoran's hands were about to touch the light curtain forming the barrier, he suddenly sensed something. His brow furrowed slightly, his hands instantly froze in mid-air, and then he swept them backwards, striking behind him!
<r>Boom! ! !
<r>A mass of Yin Qi was struck by his hands. Then, his palms forming claws, he directly ripped apart the mass of Yin Qi.
<r>The Yin Qi dispersed, transforming into wisps of black smoke that drifted backward, then reformed in a new spot. The female ghost's laughter emerged from within this mass of Yin Qi. The laughter was not only chilling and terrifying but also carried a profound mockery and provocation, naturally directed at Yang Haoran.
<r>"You can't even save yourself, yet you have the gall to save others. How truly noble you are. With me here tonight, you can forget about damaging that barrier."
<r>Beside the Yin Qi stood a female Spirit Medium. She appeared to be quite young and was rather attractive, now looking at Yang Haoran with a mocking expression.
<r>As the female Spirit Medium's voice rang out, the Yin Qi beside her churned, revealing a woman's face. This face was covered in numerous gashes, and though they had been stitched up with needle and thread, fresh blood continued to seep from them.
<r>Such a tragic face was terrifying enough without bleeding; with blood seeping out, it became even more horrifying. Especially now, with her blood-red eyes fixed on Yang Haoran, she revealed a cruel smile, instantly making the scene even more 'refreshingly' gruesome.
<r>This wretched appearance was likely how the female ghost looked before her death. If this were in front of ordinary people, it would certainly scare children to tears. Yet, Yang Haoran showed no reaction to the ghost's terrifying visage; his attention was mostly focused on the female Spirit Medium.
<r>Yang Haoran wasn't surprised that a Spirit Medium had come to stop him. After Huo Laoban had deployed the Night Watchers to the periphery, excluding Shi Kai and the Emissary of Death from Yunchuan City—who were currently hanging in the air like cured meat—his side was left with only seven individuals.
<r>On the Spirit Mediums' side, apart from the few protected on the high platform, there were still twenty-one individuals present. Although these twenty-one varied in strength, they were all, without exception, Spirit Mediums. In such circumstances, it was indeed no surprise that a Spirit Medium would come to obstruct his actions.
<r>"Beautiful lady," Yang Haoran said, a faint smile on his face as he looked at the mocking female Spirit Medium before him, "I advise you not to get too worked up. Do you truly believe a divine spirit has emerged among your Spirit Mediums? That handsome man with sunglasses just casually pulled out a strange, bizarre statue to fool you, and you actually bought it? Isn't that a bit too foolish?"
<r>His voice wasn't loud, but amplified by Spirit Power, it resonated throughout the entire Hongyu Cement Plant. Even the Spirit Mediums locked in battle heard his words.
<r>Yang Haoran didn't give the female Spirit Medium a chance to reply. He pointed at the high platform and continued with a smile, "Do you think the handsome man with sunglasses's actions are protecting them? He's merely trying to win your trust and goodwill. Only by doing so can he earn your heartfelt belief. When you truly and completely trust him, that will be the beginning of your tragedy. He will certainly use the name of a divine messenger to control you Spirit Mediums. Our Underworld Office's Death God is a recognized entity by all major sects, but this 'Spirit God' of yours, who only appeared tonight—do you naively believe he truly exists?"
<r>These words, also amplified by Spirit Power, spread throughout the entire Hongyu Cement Plant and clearly reached the ears of the other Spirit Mediums present. Yang Haoran spoke these words not just for the female Spirit Medium before him, but also for all the other Spirit Mediums on site.
<r>In truth, Yang Haoran didn't know if the Death God truly existed, as he had never met the Death God. However, he felt that the Death God must exist; otherwise, the Underworld Office would never hold its current standing and would have likely been supplanted by other forces long ago.
<r>As for whether the 'Spirit God' existed, he also couldn't be certain. But for the sake of the ongoing battle, he had no choice but to speak with such an assertive tone.
<r>Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, the Spirit Mediums who were currently fighting with five helpers all changed expressions. Some Spirit Mediums still chose to believe Mo Jingnan, but for others, the faith that had just begun to establish itself in their hearts instantly wavered.
<r>After all, it was a faith that had only just been established, completely lacking solidity and unable to withstand the trials. It was certain to waver after being challenged by Yang Haoran in such a way.
<r>However, Mo Jingnan, who was locked in battle with Huo Laoban, didn't get angry at Yang Haoran's words. Instead, he burst into laughter.
<r>"Whether my God exists or not, the entire New Beginning Realm will know soon enough. It's just a pity that you two Yin dogs won't have the chance to see tomorrow's sun, and thus you'll miss the moment when our Spirit God's might reverberates throughout the New Beginning Realm."
<r>Mo Jingnan spoke these words for Yang Haoran and Huo Laoban. After a slight pause, his voice continued to echo above the Hongyu Cement Plant.
<r>"Tonight is about the grudge between us Spirit Mediums and the Underworld Office. You five are not Spirit Mediums, so I advise you to leave. We Spirit Mediums have no intention of making enemies with you all. Once we Spirit Mediums seize the Underworld and gain control of the Reincarnation Platform, there will be no shortage of benefits for the major sects. But if you insist on not leaving, then please don't blame me for being impolite!"
<r>Mo Jingnan's words were a classic carrot and stick approach, but none of the five invited helpers paid him any mind. They all believed it was just Mo Jingnan's mad ramblings and not to be taken seriously.
<r>However, among the Spirit Mediums present, quite a few took Mo Jingnan's words to heart!
<r>Yang Haoran had originally intended to verbally influence the Spirit Mediums present, using this tactic to suppress their morale, thus significantly reducing the pressure they would face. However, Mo Jingnan had turned the tables on him.
<r>He had wanted to say something more, to refute Mo Jingnan's words and achieve his objective before engaging, but the female Spirit Medium opposite him gave him no such opportunity.
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