Realm of the Night God

Chapter 617: Stabbing to Death

The appearance of the young woman caused Yang Haoran's eyes to twitch slightly. At this moment, the unease in his heart, which had been triggered by the young woman's appearance, suddenly intensified.

Others at this time also felt a sense of unease, and the relaxation they had previously felt was gone.

Was the young woman who appeared at this time the Spirit God that Ink Glasses Man had mentioned?

Not only did Yang Haoran have this thought, but even the spirit master on the high platform had the same speculation in his heart.

However, if there really was a Spirit God in this world, judging from the Spirit God's appearance, it should be a male, whereas the young woman who appeared now had no masculine features whatsoever. Even if a blind person were to touch her, they would absolutely not think she was a man.

If the young woman was not the Spirit God, then who was she?

Ink Glasses Man's face was filled with excitement as he rushed towards the high platform.

Boss Huo witnessed this scene, but he didn't intervene, because compared to the suddenly appearing young woman, Ink Glasses Man, who was already at the end of his rope, was no longer worth mentioning. So, he didn't dare to act rashly and instead quickly took out a soul pill from his independent space and swallowed it to recover his depleted Yin spirit power.

The protective barrier didn't obstruct Ink Glasses Man, who stopped in front of the young woman, his face filled with excitement, his eyes burning with fervor, and he bowed to the young woman.

"I pay homage to the divine envoy!"Ink Glasses Man's address to the young woman indicated that she was not the Spirit God, and his respectful attitude towards her revealed that her status in their organization was higher than his.

Seeing Ink Glasses Man show such respect to the young woman, the spirit master on the high platform didn't dare to be slow, and they too bowed to the young woman.

"I pay homage to the divine envoy!"

They had been prostrating on the ground, devoutly praying to the Spirit God, and had just been attracted by Ink Glasses Man and Boss Huo's strongest blow. Although they had only straightened their upper bodies, their knees were still kneeling on the ground, so now they all bowed to the young woman.

"Get up, all of you."

The young woman spoke calmly, without looking at the spirit master on the scene, not even glancing at Ink Glasses Man. As she spoke, her gaze swept the surroundings, taking in the situation, her expression calm and unruffled.

With the young woman's permission, the spirit master who had been kneeling on the ground finally stood up one by one, and Ink Glasses Man also straightened his waist at this time.

"Your devout prayers have been heard by my god, and I have been sent to resolve your troubles. You can now be at ease."

The young woman spoke calmly, her voice devoid of any emotion, neither arrogant nor humble.

It was this calm speech that stirred the emotions of the spirit master present to a peak. Originally, they had doubted the existence of the Spirit God, but now they had no doubts about it.

Not only did they no longer doubt, but they also showed the same fervor as Ink Glasses Man, their eyes revealing a fanatical glow.

Originally, they had been desperate, thinking they would not escape tonight's calamity. However, the young woman's appearance had swept away their despair, replacing it with the excitement of regaining hope. A miracle had truly occurred!

At this moment, all the spirit master present believed in the existence of the Spirit God and were willing to become believers, faithful followers of the Spirit God!

Yang Haoran's side, however, felt the opposite. They had no excitement, no fervor in their eyes, only anxiety and vigilance.

This young woman was clearly a formidable existence that was beyond their league, and they knew they couldn't take her on.

The young woman's next simple action proved their guess was correct.

With just a gentle wave of her hand, the space shook, and the protective barrier covering the high platform shattered with a loud crash.

The protective barrier set up by Ink Glasses Man was incredibly powerful, and even Yang Haoran and his six companions couldn't break it instantly. This showed just how strong the barrier's defense was.

However, the young woman had shattered the barrier with just a casual flick of her wrist, making it seem like a trivial matter.

"You don't need to worry about protective barriers with me here. Just focus on killing," the young woman said calmly, although her words were laced with an overbearing tone.

The spirit masters present were extremely excited to hear this, and no one doubted the young woman's words.

On the other hand, Yang Haoran and his companions looked pale and worried.

They weren't fools, and the young woman's previous display had convinced them that she was on a completely different level from them. If they clashed with her, the outcome would be certain - they would be the ones to die.

So, they thought it was the most rational decision to retreat and try to escape, even though the chances were slim. They had to try, or they would have no chance at all.

Yang Haoran had been prepared earlier, and the escape talisman he had drawn was in his pocket.

To make it easier to activate the talisman discreetly, he had left it in his pocket instead of storing it in his independent space. Although he looked carefree with his hands in his pockets, in reality, one hand was holding his phone, and the other was clutching the escape talisman, with no hand idle.

The young woman seemed to have noticed Yang Haoran's plan or had anticipated that they would try to escape. Just as they had thought of fleeing, a powerful force enveloped them, particularly Boss Huo, who was yanked down from above and slammed to the ground, creating cracks on the floor.

"You're not worthy of making me look up to you," the young woman said, looking at Boss Huo, who was lying on the ground.

Boss Huo endured the intense pain all over his body and struggled to get up, but the powerful force binding him was too strong, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

Although he was severely injured, he still had some fighting power left, and after taking a soul pill, his Yin spirit power was rapidly recovering. However, against the force controlling his body, he was completely helpless.

Yang Haoran and his five companions were in the same situation, as if they had been immobilized by a spell, unable to move or even use their internal powers.

"We spirit masters don't want to be enemies with other sects, but tonight, your hands are stained with our fresh blood, so I'm sorry, but I can't spare your lives. However, you don't need to worry too much, as I won't let your souls scatter."

The young woman spoke calmly, addressing her words to the five companions. As she finished speaking, her gaze fell on Yang Haoran and then Boss Huo.

"As for the Yin Division's dog, don't even think about preserving your soul. Tonight, your fate is sealed - your souls will scatter. Not just the two of you, but also the two hanging above and the Night Watch outside. None of you will escape."

The young woman was like a judge, pronouncing the death sentence on Yang Haoran and his companions.

Then, she turned her attention to Ink Glasses Man, who was standing respectfully in front of her, and said, "Go ahead, each of you take turns stabbing them. There's no limit to the number of times, and it will continue until they're dead."

These words brought great relief and comfort to the spirit masters, like a fishbone stuck in their throat had been removed, making them feel extremely comfortable.