Chapter 744 I Want to Talk
The black flash was simply too fast, like a streak of black lightning, it zipped past. Zhang Changchun hadn't even sensed anything amiss before the black flash had already pierced through his body.
The instant the black flash passed through him, Zhang Changchun's body gave a slight shiver. He seemed to sense something was wrong, but for a moment, he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
It was only when his body was severed at the waist, and he personally witnessed his blood-gushing lower half, that he abruptly realized the truth and finally understood what had gone wrong.
But it was already too late.
Zhang Changchun didn't even have time to let out a scream. His body was cut apart, both halves falling to the ground one after another, and his consciousness began to blur.
The moment his two halves hit the ground, a crack suddenly appeared in the space above his head. Under his gaze, a torrent of items continuously poured out from the spatial rift.
These items were all his collections stored within his independent space. As their owner, it was impossible for him not to recognize them, nor could he mistake them for anything else.
He knew that this scene occurred because his independent space had been blasted open!
He had already died inexplicably, without even understanding how he perished, and now he had personally witnessed his independent space being blown apart. How could he not feel furious? How could he not feel aggrieved? After all, the probability of an independent space being shattered was incredibly low, yet it just so happened to be his misfortune to encounter it!
His fingers twitched faintly a few times, his feet spasmed slightly, and then Zhang Changchun's consciousness completely dissipated. Even in death, his bulging eyes remained wide open.
The black flash that had suddenly appeared was, of course, Yang Haoran's Soul Armament, Remnant Moon.
After unleashing his full strength, Remnant Moon's power, speed, and durability far surpassed their previous levels. Thus, when he suddenly launched a sneak attack on Zhang Changchun, Zhang Changchun didn't even sense the slightest abnormality beforehand, and was instantly severed at the waist by Remnant Moon's lightning-fast speed.
Having succeeded with one strike, Yang Haoran did not rest. Instead, he controlled Remnant Moon, sending it hurtling towards Zhang Changchun's father.
Although Zhang Changchun had been dealt with, his father was far more troublesome than Zhang Changchun, and the disparity in their strengths was immense. Yang Haoran naturally dared not lower his guard. He didn't even spare a glance at the items that had spilled from Zhang Changchun's independent space, immediately controlling Remnant Moon to launch an assault on Zhang Changchun's father.
As Remnant Moon shot towards Zhang Changchun's father, the two Ghost Fiend Soul Chains, originally targeting Zhang Changchun, also shifted their focus to him.
Because he had to control both Remnant Moon and the Ghost Fiend Soul Chains, Yang Haoran no longer paid attention to the other Nether Ice Mirror.
Without his control, the Nether Ice Mirror immediately became unstable, then shattered with a crash, transforming into wisps of Yin Qi that vanished into nothingness.
Yang Haoran had originally deployed the Nether Ice Mirror to counter the formation controlled by Zhang Changchun. Now that the formation was broken and Zhang Changchun was dead, his objective had been achieved, so the dissipation of the Nether Ice Mirror was no loss.
Zhang Changchun's death didn't cause any emotional upheaval for his father. After all, he was someone who had already died once, unlike those experiencing death for the first time, who lacked such experience. Therefore, he showed not the slightest hint of grief.
For he knew that the death of a physical body was not true death. As long as the soul remained, there was still a chance to rise again.
Not only did he understand this principle, but everyone in the circle knew it. However, when death truly arrived, most people who understood this truth would still feel fear and struggle to let go.
But he was different. He had, after all, died once before. Compared to those who had never experienced death, he viewed the demise of the physical body with greater detachment.
As long as he killed Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing, his son, Zhang Changchun, could continue to exist in this world in another form, so there was no need for him to feel sad.
Although he wasn't feeling sorrowful, his expression was far from pleasant. With Zhang Changchun's death, he now had to face Yang Haoran alone.
The restrictive barrier unleashed by the grand array in this place was still active. Once activated, a grand array would continue to operate unless it suffered a devastating blow.
However, without Zhang Changchun's control, the formation that released the holy light would not condense on its own. Losing this formation meant losing a means of dealing with Yang Haoran, and his pressure naturally increased. His expression, of course, wouldn't be good.
He hadn't personally witnessed Remnant Moon sever his son, Zhang Changchun, at the waist, but his sensory perception was far superior to his son's. The moment Yang Haoran controlled Remnant Moon to attack him, he sensed it instantly.
The instant he sensed Remnant Moon's approach, he instinctively wanted to dodge, because an Underworld Official's Soul Armament had a strong suppressive effect on the Spirit Bodies of ghosts. Once a Spirit Body was struck by a Soul Armament, it would directly suffer damage, the extent of which depended entirely on the respective strengths of both parties.
Therefore, if he could dodge, he naturally didn't want Yang Haoran's Soul Armament to hit him.
His sensory perception was strong, and his reaction was incredibly swift. Under normal circumstances, he should have had no problem evading Remnant Moon's strike.
However, the crux of the matter was that his current situation was far from normal; he had completely overlooked the Ghost Fiend Soul Chains that were fiercely assaulting him!
The moment he attempted to dodge, he was immediately cut off by the Ghost Fiend Soul Chains, and his Spirit Body was even bitten by the spectral head of one of them!
Zhang Changchun's father's face abruptly changed. Infuriated, he immediately mobilized a massive amount of power to shatter the spectral head of that Ghost Fiend Soul Chain. But by the time he shattered it, it was too late for him to dodge; Remnant Moon had already pierced directly through his Spirit Body.
Bang! ! !
With a dull thud, Zhang Changchun's father's Spirit Body instantly exploded, transforming into clusters of Yin Qi. However, these wisps of Yin Qi did not dissipate.
Seeing this, the other Ghost Fiend Soul Chains immediately pounced, tearing and biting at the Yin Qi. Each cluster of Yin Qi, assaulted by the Ghost Fiend Soul Chains, instantly fragmented into countless threads, scattering in all directions. When these wisps of Yin Qi reformed, Zhang Changchun's father's Spirit Body was noticeably more ethereal.
No sooner had his Spirit Body re-coalesced than it was met once again by Yang Haoran's Soul Armament, Remnant Moon.
By now, Zhang Changchun's father had broken out from the encirclement of the Ghost Fiend Soul Chains. Facing the renewed assault from Remnant Moon, he immediately dodged.
This time, he wasn't struck by Remnant Moon. With equally swift speed, he managed to evade Remnant Moon's attack, though his dodge was somewhat disheveled and forced.
Yang Haoran, of course, wouldn't give up his assault just because of one missed strike. He controlled Remnant Moon while simultaneously commanding the Ghost Fiend Soul Chains, using both methods to complement each other and continuously launch fierce attacks on Zhang Changchun's father.
Booming sounds continuously echoed. Faced with such a ferocious assault, Zhang Changchun's father was thoroughly suppressed for a time, falling into a disadvantageous position.
If Zhang Changchun's father still possessed a physical body, his lungs would likely have exploded from sheer rage by now. He had originally thought that dealing with Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing would be a simple matter, yet reality told him it was far from the case.
Forget about simultaneously dealing with Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing; right now, just facing Yang Haoran alone was proving difficult enough. Not only had he failed to kill Yang Haoran, but he had also fallen into a disadvantageous position, and even lost a son.
He truly hadn't expected Yang Haoran to hide his strength so deeply. He had previously believed that devouring the Spirit Power within Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing would not be of much help to him. Now, it seemed he was terribly mistaken. Putting Xu Meijing aside, just being able to devour the Spirit Power within Yang Haoran would undoubtedly provide him with no less benefit than the ghost suppressed beneath the Town Soul Tower.
If he had known earlier that Yang Haoran possessed such formidable strength, his plan this time would certainly have been adjusted accordingly, and perhaps the outcome would have been different. But there was no medicine for regret in this world; what had already happened, no one could change.
At this moment, he couldn't help but curse Zhang Changchun's entire lineage, including, of course, himself, for he was Zhang Changchun's father. If not for Zhang Changchun's erroneous information, how could he have fallen into such a passive situation?
It was a good thing Zhang Changchun was already dead. If he weren't, his father would have felt the urge to personally strangle his own son!
"Divine Emissary Yang! I want to talk!"
Zhang Changchun's father, while fending off Yang Haoran's fierce assault, anxiously roared at him.
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