Chapter 611: Huo Laoban's Strength
The Blood-Clad Evil Spirit's expression suddenly shifted dramatically, and Yang Haoran, seeing this, felt a surge of delight in his heart.
Although he didn't know what exactly had happened, or why the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit's face had changed so drastically, for him, it was absolutely a good thing!
Just as the joy welled up in his heart, a tremendous boom reached his ears, and the world before his eyes instantly changed.
After realizing he was in the illusion created by the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit, the other people present had either vanished from sight or stood rigidly still like statues. The entire world seemed to be left with only him and the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit.
However, now, with the sound of that immense boom, the vanished people reappeared, and those who had been stiff like statues came back to life.
The illusion created by the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit had actually been dispelled, and a powerful fluctuation of energy followed, which Yang Haoran immediately sensed.
This powerful energy fluctuation was not Communication Power, nor was it the power unleashed by a ghost. Instead, it was Spirit Power, unique to the Underworld Office!
Although he hadn't personally witnessed who had suddenly erupted with such terrifying Spirit Power, Yang Haoran knew without a doubt that this sudden burst of immense Spirit Power must have come from Huo Laoban.
Feeling the might of this Spirit Power, Yang Haoran sighed in relief. Huo Laoban's sudden eruption of such powerful Spirit Power, in his opinion, must mean he had opened his Heaven Soul; otherwise, his Spirit Power wouldn't be strong to this extent.
Affected by the Spirit Power, a fierce Yin wind swept through the area. The Blood-Clad Evil Spirit's expression was grim. After glancing at Huo Laoban's position, it refocused its gaze on Yang Haoran.
"Consider yourself lucky; you get to live a little longer. After I deal with that brat, you're next."
As the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit's malevolent voice rang out, Yang Haoran's body was once again slammed violently towards the ground. The Blood-Clad Evil Spirit didn't wait to see the outcome; it seemed unwilling to waste any more time on Yang Haoran, transforming into a mass of Yin Qi and rushing towards Huo Laoban's location.
Yang Haoran's body was about to hit the ground when, at that very moment, chains suddenly appeared beneath him. The chains crisscrossed to form a large net, catching his rapidly descending body.
Remnant Moon followed, and just as it was about to strike his neck, he successfully controlled it with his mind, stopping it above his throat. Looking at Remnant Moon's sharp edge, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The power the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit had controlled over his body had now dissipated, and his body regained its freedom. The chains beneath him transformed into Yin Qi and vanished, and he immediately stood upright, steady on the ground. Remnant Moon, under his control, returned to normal, slowly spinning beside his body.
It was true that the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit's strength was formidable, but it wasn't so mighty as to be able to instantly kill him, unless he offered no resistance and allowed himself to be manipulated.
It was precisely because of this that he had preserved his life.
If it could instantly kill him, why would the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit be polite? It would undoubtedly send him to the Death God immediately, not letting him live until now.
Of course, Yang Haoran surviving also had another crucial reason: the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit had appeared for too short a time. If the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit had appeared for longer, whether he would have died at its hands or successfully escaped, would have been hard to say.
Why Mo Jingnan's Blood-Clad Evil Spirit sought him out, the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit hadn't said, but Yang Haoran understood in his heart. It was because at that time, he was about to successfully break open the protective barrier on the high platform. If he wasn't stopped in time, not only would the two Emissaries of Death be rescued by him, but the Spirit Mediums inside the barrier would also face only one outcome: death.
So, in an urgent situation, the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit sought him out. In his view, the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit likely did this under Mo Jingnan's direct instruction.
Standing on solid ground again made Yang Haoran feel much more at ease, and his gaze subconsciously drifted towards Huo Laoban's position.
At this moment, Huo Laoban was completely enveloped in surging Yin Qi, his aura astonishing. A fierce Yin wind whipped up dust, and also made his clothes flap wildly.
A mass of Yin Qi churned beside him, harboring his Soul Armament within. However, what this Soul Armament was, remained unknown since it had yet to reveal itself.
After Huo Laoban opened his Heaven Soul, his power greatly soared, and the first thing he did was to shatter the illusion created by the Guardian Spirit of this place.
At that time, Yang Haoran wasn't the only one trapped in the illusion; there were others on their side also deeply ensnared. When Huo Laoban made his move, he directly rescued everyone caught in the illusion, which naturally included Yang Haoran.
Looking at Huo Laoban, who was engulfed in surging Yin Qi, and feeling the terrifying Spirit Power emanating from him, Yang Haoran was greatly astonished.
He knew Huo Laoban was strong, but he hadn't anticipated that Huo Laoban's strength could reach such a level. The Spirit Power Huo Laoban was unleashing right now was at least twice as powerful as his own!
If he were to fight Huo Laoban one-on-one, he didn't doubt for a moment that he would be instantly killed, as the disparity in their strength was simply too vast.
At this moment, he also understood why Huo Laoban was so confident about tonight's operation. With such strength, he indeed had the right to be confident.
Yang Haoran wasn't the only one astonished. Everyone present, except for Huo Laoban's Demon Hunter friend, was surprised by the strength Huo Laoban was now displaying. They had never imagined that Huo Laoban's strength would become so formidable after opening his Heaven Soul, and this included Mo Jingnan and his Guardian Spirit.
It was precisely because the Blood-Clad Evil Spirit sensed that the Spirit Power emanating from Huo Laoban was simply too strong, and knew that Mo Jingnan definitely couldn't defeat Huo Laoban in a one-on-one fight, that it decisively abandoned its attack on Yang Haoran and rushed to Mo Jingnan's side at top speed, to lend Mo Jingnan a hand.
"Oh, ho! I underestimated you. I never expected your power to grow to such an extent after opening your Heaven Soul. You've quite surprised me."
Despite his inner astonishment, Mo Jingnan showed no sign of panic. He even had the leisure to mock Huo Laoban with a sarcastic tone.
"Since I dared to come tonight, how could I not have some strength? I'm not one to foolishly throw my life away. " Huo Laoban replied with a laugh.
"Heh heh, looking at you, you seem very confident. What, have you already decided in your heart that you've won tonight? " Mo Jingnan chuckled, asking.
Huo Laoban wore his enigmatic smile and retorted to Mo Jingnan, "Do you think there will be any unforeseen variables tonight?"
"Heh heh! Of course there will be, and it's a variable you never expected!"
With that, Mo Jingnan waved his hand, and three masses of Yin Qi suddenly appeared, directly sending the three severely injured Spirit Mediums present onto the high platform.
"The situation has become a bit tricky, so don't just sit idly and watch the show inside the barrier. Kneel before the statue of my god and pray sincerely. My god will surely manifest when he senses your prayers, and then you will not only cease to doubt my god's existence but also thank my god for clearing all obstacles before us."
Mo Jingnan's words seemed to be addressed to the Spirit Mediums inside the barrier, but in reality, they were meant for everyone present, including Yang Haoran and the others.
The Spirit Mediums still fighting showed skepticism upon hearing Mo Jingnan's words, while Yang Haoran and the others simply disbelieved Mo Jingnan's mad ramblings. As for the Spirit Mediums on the high platform, although they were equally skeptical, they genuinely couldn't be of any help at the moment, so they couldn't help but wonder if they should give it a try.
As the first Spirit Medium knelt before the Spirit God statue, prostrating their entire body on the ground, the other Spirit Mediums present, seeing this, also prostrated themselves, devoutly praying to this Spirit God they had never had any faith in, nor even heard of before.
"It's useless. Not only does your so-called Spirit God not exist, but even if it did, do you think it would bother with small fries like you?"
Huo Laoban wore a faint smile. As his voice sounded, the mass of Yin Qi beside him dispersed, revealing the Soul Armament it housed inside.
His Soul Armament was actually an eye, an eye as large as a human head!
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