Realm of the Night God

Chapter 630: Quick Battle, Quick Decision

"It seems I'm not destined to die yet!"

Master Wu, although weak in breath and in a precarious physical condition, couldn't help but smile when Yang Haoran appeared.

Yang Haoran was severely injured, which Master Wu had also noticed, but he had faith in Yang Haoran, believing that even with severe injuries, Yang Haoran could still take down the spirit master without a problem.

Moreover, with the barrier broken, it would be easy to find help, and even if Yang Haoran was no match for the spirit master due to his injuries, they could still find help. After all, they were local tycoons, and finding a few helpers would be no problem at all.

So, in Master Wu's view, he had narrowly escaped disaster tonight, and the urgent task at hand was to ensure the safety of his family members. They were all ordinary people, and if Yang Haoran were to engage in a real battle with the spirit master, the aftermath could be devastating.

"Uncle Yang, you're just in time If you were any later, we'd be done for!"

Xiaokang's face was filled with excitement, and he had blind admiration and faith in Yang Haoran. With Yang Haoran's appearance, the outcome of the battle was already decided in his mind.

Under Master Wu's guidance, the two of them took out a bottle of elixir from their pockets and carefully took a drop each to recover from their injuries.

The spirit master's Guardian Spirit didn't bother with the two of them, as it had sensed a strong danger from Yang Haoran's appearance. It transformed into a cloud of Yin Qi and returned to the spirit master's side, waiting for its master's next command while keeping an eye on Yang Haoran's every move.

"Yang Divine Envoy seems to be in a hurry. I haven't even had time to prepare a grand feast for you, and you've arrived in such a rush. I'm worried that I won't be able to entertain you properly," the spirit master said with a smile, addressing Yang Haoran.Although he didn't know how Yang Haoran had gotten injured, he thought this was a good opportunity to take him down.

Of course, he was also worried that Yang Haoran would find help, so he had to take him down as quickly as possible and leave immediately. By the time any helpers arrived, he would have already disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, he seemed to be mocking Yang Haoran, but in reality, he was secretly mobilizing his spiritual power.

In response to the spirit master's mockery, Yang Haoran only replied calmly.

"I don't have time to waste on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, several chains appeared, binding Eldest Son Wu and the others. The spirit master knew that Yang Haoran was preparing to rescue them.

He didn't want Yang Haoran to succeed, as Eldest Son Wu and the others were just ordinary people who were no longer of great use to him. Whether they lived or died was of no consequence, but if Yang Haoran were to rescue them right under his nose, he would lose face.

He let out a cold snort, wanting to intervene, but Waning Moon, summoned by Yang Haoran, burst out of the wall and transformed into a Black Dart, shooting towards him.

In this situation, he had no choice but to give up on stopping Yang Haoran and immediately released his spiritual power to counter Waning Moon.

Waning Moon, under Yang Haoran's control, was very fast, but the spirit master was indeed skilled and managed to block it.

The spiritual power and Waning Moon collided, producing a series of muffled explosions.

"Stop him!" the spirit master shouted, unable to spare a hand to stop Yang Haoran himself. He ordered his Guardian Spirit instead.

The Guardian Spirit didn't hesitate, immediately using an Illusion Technique on Yang Haoran. As long as it could trap Yang Haoran in an illusion realm, it could not only prevent him from rescuing the others but also create an opportunity for its master to take down Yang Haoran.

Even if the illusion realm could only hold Yang Haoran for a short while, it would be enough to decide the outcome of the battle.

However, this Guardian Spirit had underestimated Yang Haoran's strength and his battle experience.

The malevolent spirit's attack method was all too familiar to Yang Haoran. He had anticipated that the Guardian Spirit would use the Illusion Technique on him, so when the Guardian Spirit cast the illusion, Yang Haoran promptly opened his ghost eye and injected a significant amount of Yin spirit power into it.

The ghost eye's Yin Qi surged, and the illusion realm was instantly shattered, having no effect on him. This Guardian Spirit's strength was already at the bottom of the malevolent spirit's ranks, and the illusion realm it created was like a child's play to Yang Haoran. Even without injecting Yin spirit power into his ghost eye, the illusion realm would not have been able to trap him, and it would have been broken with a little time. However, to prevent himself from being affected by the illusion realm, he still injected a large amount of Yin spirit power into his ghost eye.

As the illusion realm was broken, several chains had already bound Eldest son Wu and the others, sending them to Master Wu's side. This was all done in one swift motion, without any interruptions.

"Take them to a safe distance, I'll be out soon."

Yang Haoran's voice rang out, clearly directed at Master Wu. As he spoke, a small restriction barrier appeared, enveloping him, the spirit master, and the spirit master's Guardian Spirit.

The restriction barrier was black, and from the outside, it was impossible to see what was happening inside or sense any power fluctuations.

Looking at the black barrier in front of him, Xiaokang was puzzled, his face filled with doubt. "Uncle Yang, why did you set up this barrier?"

"Uncle Yang must have his reasons for doing this. We should retreat for now to avoid any unexpected harm," Master Wu replied.

Xiaokang hadn't responded when Second son Wu urged anxiously, "Let's go, let's go The farther we go, the better!"

Tonight's encounter had truly scared Second son Wu out of his wits, and the shock he received was even stronger than when the evil spirit Ning Longyang had frightened him. He had never been as terrified as he was tonight.

Slap!

As Second son Wu's words fell, Master Wu slapped him across the face.

"You're making a fool of yourself. We're already safe, what are you still afraid of?" Master Wu scolded.

The loud slap only brought Second son Wu a burning pain, without giving him a sense of security. He had already been scared out of his wits and was beyond consolation.

He didn't calm down even after Master Wu's slap, still shouting and crying, his appearance pitiful beyond words.

Originally, he had been too scared to speak, but Yang Haoran's actions had freed him from the spirit master's control, giving him hope. It was precisely because he had hope in his heart that he was eager to leave this place.

Seeing his son's useless state, Master Wu wanted to slap him a few more times to wake him up, but was stopped by Eldest son Wu.

"Dad, hitting him now won't do any good. We should follow Boss's instructions and retreat to avoid being affected."

Eldest son Wu's reminder made Master Wu hesitate, and he knew that his son's words were correct. The priority now was to follow Yang Haoran's instructions.

With anger and disappointment in his heart, Master Wu flung his hand out and said, "Let's get out of here quickly."

The Yin Qi restraints on Eldest son Wu and the others, left by the spirit master, had been shaken off when Yang Haoran's chains bound them. The few of them had regained their freedom, but Second son Wu had been so scared that his legs had turned to jelly, and with a gunshot wound in his leg, he couldn't even stand up, let alone walk.

Seeing this, Xiaokang directly hoisted Second son Wu onto his back.

Although Xiaokang was small and still just a child, his body, empowered by Yin spirit power, was much stronger than an ordinary person's. So, he easily lifted Second son Wu onto his back.

Eldest son Wu had also been shot, but not in the leg, so he could still walk upright without issue. However, his wife and another young woman still supported him, lest he accidentally fell.

Under Master Wu's lead, the few of them, injured and stumbling, made their way out of the villa and stopped outside.

"Dad, should we find help? I see Boss is heavily injured, what if..."

Eldest son Wu's words trailed off, but everyone present understood what he was trying to say.

Master Wu believed in Yang Haoran's strength, but he felt that his eldest son's words were not without reason. Calling for help would definitely be safer.

"No need, Uncle Yang will be fine. That spirit master is definitely no match for Uncle Yang."

Master Wu hadn't made a decision yet when Xiaokang spoke up, his face showing excitement and eagerness.

"This..."

Eldest son Wu was hesitant, looking at Xiaokang's excited face, then turning his gaze back to Master Wu, waiting for him to make a decision.

"No need to find help. Let them have a good night's sleep tonight. Opportunities like this might not come again."

As the voice fell, a figure emerged from the villa, none other than Yang Haoran.