Chapter 935: Tragic and Lamentable
The voice that suddenly resounded in the temple was unfamiliar to Yang Haoran, but the old man recognized it perfectly.
Although Yang Haoran wasn't familiar with the voice, judging by the speaker's words and the Black Talisman Master's reaction, he surmised that the newcomer was very likely the Talisman Master Han he had been searching for.
His primary objective in coming to Lecheng this time was to find the Administrative Chief Qin Yefeng, and his secondary objective was to find the head of the An City Talisman Order, Talisman Master Han.
As the voice rang out, Yang Haoran sensed a considerable surge of power swiftly approaching his location, a surge he hadn't detected before the voice spoke.
In Yang Haoran's view, there were only two possible reasons for this: one was that the person had sealed their own power fluctuations before his arrival, thus preventing him from sensing them.
The other possibility was that the person was located within a restrictive barrier that isolated their power fluctuations, which also rendered them undetectable to him.
As the voice faded, a figure appeared within Yang Haoran's line of sight. He had never met this person, but he had seen him in the young woman's memories. This individual was none other than the head of the An City Talisman Order, Talisman Master Han.
Talisman Master Han's appearance ignited a fervent zeal on the faces of the chained believers present. In their eyes, Talisman Master Han's status was irreplaceable by any other Talisman Master; he was the true divine emissary. Since he had appeared, he would surely teach Yang Haoran, this infidel, a proper lesson.
As a Black Talisman Master, the old man's insight was naturally incomparable to that of other Black Talisman Masters. Moreover, he had personally crossed paths with Yang Haoran and knew his strength was formidable. Although Talisman Master Han's power significantly surpassed his own, Talisman Master Han would still need to expend considerable effort to defeat Yang Haoran; it wouldn't be as simple as they imagined.
Another crucial point was Yang Haoran's recent words. If what Yang Haoran said was true, and their An City Talisman Order had indeed conspired with the An City Administrative Chief to assassinate Yang Haoran, then this matter would be far more troublesome than he imagined. It wouldn't be resolved simply by stopping Yang Haoran from causing trouble in their Talisman Order, which was why he wasn't as optimistic as the other Talisman Masters.
Since Talisman Master Han had proactively shown himself, Yang Haoran naturally wouldn't waste any more time on the old man. The reason he had caused such a commotion here was precisely to force Talisman Master Han out into the open.
Otherwise, it would be uncertain whether Talisman Master Han would even appear to meet him. If Talisman Master Han didn't show himself, it would be difficult for him to ascertain Qin Yefeng's whereabouts.
"Old man, you'd best evacuate these believers, or I can't guarantee they won't be harmed in what comes next."
Yang Haoran spoke with a smile. Although his gaze was fixed on Talisman Master Han, his words were directed at the old man.
As his words fell, the chains binding the believers present suddenly transformed into Yin Qi and vanished. Freed from their restraints, the believers immediately regained their liberty.
"The divine emissary must have acted to save us! Thank you, divine emissary! Oh, thank you, divine emissary!"
When the chains on their bodies vanished, some believers looked confused, not understanding what had happened. Others, however, displayed fervent joy, convinced that Talisman Master Han had personally broken their chains, thus restoring their freedom.
Someone took the lead in shouting, and their excited voice echoed through the area, instantly stirring up more believers. Even those who were still confused blindly believed that Talisman Master Han had broken their chains, expressing their gratitude one after another. Some even knelt before Talisman Master Han, weeping profusely, their emotions overwhelmed with gratitude.
Although Yang Haoran hadn't deliberately raised his voice for all the believers to hear his words to the old man, those closer to him had certainly caught what he said.
Yet, tragically, even if they had heard, they didn't believe him, still convinced that Talisman Master Han had broken their chains, not that Yang Haoran had actively dispelled them.
Yang Haoran observed the believers' reactions. He offered no explanation, knowing that it would be futile. In the eyes of these devotees, they would only believe in their own faith; everything outside of it was an illusion. Thus, any further explanation from him would be in vain.
Besides, he saw no need to explain himself to these believers.
"Heh heh, Divine Emissary Han, you've finally decided to show yourself. If you hadn't come out, I would have simply torn down your temple."
Yang Haoran looked at Talisman Master Han and spoke with a smile. The moment his words left his lips, they instantly enraged the believers present once more. Before Talisman Master Han could even respond, Yang Haoran was drowned out by a torrent of curses from the crowd.
"This infidel came to our Talisman Order to stir up trouble, even injuring our divine emissaries! And now he dares to threaten to demolish our temple? He deserves to die!"
"Yes! This heretic truly deserves death! Everyone, seize him! Put him on the pyre! Burn him alive!"
"Everyone, quickly grab him! Don't let this dog-bastard escape!"
The believers hurled insults at Yang Haoran, employing every curse imaginable. Some, unable to suppress their fury, even charged at Yang Haoran once more.
However, before these charging believers could even reach Yang Haoran, a gust of Yin wind suddenly swept through the area. The believers at the very front stiffened, then crumbled into dust, vanishing from the world without even a chance to utter a scream.
Yang Haoran had originally harbored no intention of harming these believers. After all, they were merely ordinary people, and simply surviving in this chaotic era was already difficult enough. He didn't wish to be their end.
However, while he had no desire to harm them, these believers clearly wished to put him to death, even contemplating burning him alive on a pyre. Given this, he felt he no longer needed to hold back.
The sight of the frontmost believers turning to ash utterly startled the others. Some still clutched bricks and stones in their hands, intending to throw them at Yang Haoran, but now, with their arms raised, they dared not cast them.
Those believers who had charged at Yang Haoran with furious, agitated expressions were now rooted to the spot as if struck by an Immobilization Talisman, unable to move, their faces rigid.
As for those who had been cursing Yang Haoran, they no longer dared to utter another word. The believers who had instantly turned to ash served as a stark example. If they dared to curse again, they feared they might never have the chance to speak at all.
The tumultuous scene instantly fell silent. The believers who had threatened to kill Yang Haoran stood frozen like statues, a sight both comical and tragic.
However, this silence lasted only for a fleeting moment before being shattered by Talisman Master Han's furious voice.
"Yang Haoran, you destroyed my Talisman Order's temple, injured my Talisman Masters, and now you've slaughtered many of my Talisman Order's believers! Even if your Underworld Office's Death God himself were to descend today, you will not leave this place alive!"
Talisman Master Han bellowed in rage, then instantly pulled out a large quantity of Black Talismans from a separate space, unleashing them towards Yang Haoran.
The old man had spoken similar harsh words to Yang Haoran earlier, but he hadn't lasted long against Yang Haoran, ending up severely injured. Had it not been for his sheer willpower and a stubborn belief, he would have long since fallen unconscious and certainly wouldn't be standing now.
Now Talisman Master Han had spoken similar words, even harsher than the old man's previous ones. Yet, Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged, a smile still gracing his face, unaffected by the opponent's threats.
However, the old man's face beside him drastically changed. The surviving believers present had not yet been moved to safety, but Talisman Master Han had, at this very moment, unleashed a torrent of Black Talismans at Yang Haoran. Once Yang Haoran retaliated and their powers clashed, the first to lose their lives would be these powerless believers!
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