Realm of the Night God

Chapter 639: Moral Kidnapping

The female thug only managed to let out a blood-curdling scream before meeting a gruesome end at the hands of the Resentful Spirit. With her professional expertise, she proved that the Resentful Spirit was real, and that knives could indeed kill people.

The other thugs present were shocked and terrified by the scene, and they no longer dared to believe the female expert's words. They were like madmen, shouting and screaming as they fled in terror, using all their might to escape, fearing that if they slowed down, they would be killed by the Resentful Spirit.

Their hasty and disordered retreat was in stark contrast to their previous arrogance when they were looting and vandalizing. Although they were running fast, their speed was like a snail's pace compared to the Resentful Spirit's.

In the blink of an eye, several thugs had been killed by the Resentful Spirit, their bodies torn apart, with fresh blood and internal organs splattered all over the floor.

The supermarket was in chaos, with the thugs desperately fleeing for their lives amidst the blood-curdling screams, while the Resentful Spirit relentlessly pursued them from behind.

Yang Haoran witnessed everything, and with a casual wave of his hand, a dark wind suddenly swept through the supermarket, visible Yin spirit power howling out. However, this power did not directly attack the Resentful Spirit, but instead transformed into several strands of Yin Qi that enveloped the supermarket employees on the ground, forming a protective barrier around them.

As for the fleeing thugs, Yang Haoran seemed to have no intention of saving them, and instead turned his attention to a corner of the supermarket.

There, an old grandmother was cowering in the corner, her body trembling with fear. The fallen shelves and goods had covered most of her body, making it difficult to notice her if one didn't look closely.

Yang Haoran smiled as he walked towards the old grandmother, his footsteps unhurried.

The old grandmother in the corner also noticed Yang Haoran approaching her, and her emaciated body trembled even more violently. Her turbid eyes also revealed a hint of terror.Yang Haoran didn't make any moves, his hands in his pockets, his steps leisurely. The shelves and goods in front of him were pushed aside by an invisible force, creating an unobstructed path.

When he reached the old grandmother, Yang Haoran took his hands out of his pockets and squatted down.

"Are you okay, elderly?" Yang Haoran asked with a warm smile, his tone gentle and kind.

"I... I... I'm so scared."

The old grandmother's body trembled even more violently, her lips quivering, as if the Yang Haoran in front of her was as terrifying as the Resentful Spirit that was killing people.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, elderly. You must have seen many storms in your life. What's there to be afraid of?"

As soon as Yang Haoran finished speaking, he swiftly grabbed the old grandmother's neck.

"Hehe, elderly, has anyone ever told you that your acting skills are really bad? If no one has, then I'll kindly remind you today."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yang Haoran's arm suddenly exerted force, slamming the old grandmother's head against the wall she was leaning on.

Boom!!

The hard wall was smashed into a large hole by the old grandmother's head, which was now embedded in the wall.

The old grandmother's body stopped trembling, and a strange, eerie laugh came from her mouth. A visible power fluctuation emanated from her body, enveloping her in a protective barrier of Yin Qi.

"Ah, that's more like it. What's there to be afraid of? Laughing is much better, isn't it?"

Yang Haoran was not surprised by the old grandmother's abnormal reaction, as he had already discovered that there was something wrong with her, which was why he had taken such drastic action. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so ruthless towards an elderly person who was no match for him.

In a short time, the Resentful Spirit had already torn apart all the thugs in the supermarket, and was now holding a fresh, blood-soaked head, gnawing on it like it was a spicy rabbit head.

However, as the old woman's eerie and terrifying laughter echoed, the Resentful Spirit's movement of devouring the head suddenly stopped, and its head jerked back, looking towards Yang Haoran.

A loud roar, the Resentful Spirit revealed a bloody sharp tooth, and it threw away the head in its hand, using its four limbs to exert force, pouncing towards Yang Haoran in the corner.

Although Yang Haoran's back of the head did not have eyes, he still sensed the Resentful Spirit's attack, and his facial expression remained unchanged. He flicked the old woman behind him, and with a loud crash, the old woman's body collided with the Resentful Spirit, causing a massive impact that sent them flying into the shelves, and the entire supermarket shook.

Yang Haoran's body flashed, and he appeared in front of the old woman, his right hand forming a fist, infused with Yin spirit power, and he smashed it towards the old woman's wrinkled face.

A more powerful force exploded from the old woman's body, forming a protective barrier around her. Yang Haoran's punch broke through the barrier, but his body was also repelled several meters back.

As his body landed, the old woman also broke free from the wall, and the Resentful Spirit's body dissipated into Yin Qi, recondensing beside the old woman.

A thread of fresh blood flowed slowly from the old woman's forehead, but she didn't seem to care, instead, she licked the blood with her tongue, smiling eerily.

"Hehe, Yang Divine Envoy, I recognize you."

The old woman's face showed no fear, despite her head being injured, and she seemed completely unbothered.

"Hehe, it's an honor to be recognized by you, old lady," Yang Haoran replied with a smile.

"The old lady just wanted to come out and gather materials to refine Resentful Spirits, but unexpectedly, she attracted the attention of Yang Divine Envoy. It's really unexpected. But what's even more unexpected is Yang Divine Envoy's cold-bloodedness, watching so many young people die without batting an eye, without even thinking of saving them. Don't you feel ashamed?"

The old woman laughed, and the Resentful Spirit beside her bared its teeth, as if it had already taken Yang Haoran as its prey.

"You're speaking too much, old lady," Yang Haoran said with a smile. "As an Underworld Envoy, my duty is to guide the undead and subdue evil spirits. The lives and deaths of the living are not within my jurisdiction. Besides, they're seeking death, so why should I stop them?"

"One seeking death? Hehe, the old lady doesn't see them seeking death, but rather seeking life. And you, as an Underworld Envoy, have the ability to save them, but you choose not to. It's really eye-opening," the old woman said with a laugh.

Yang Haoran lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and replied with a smile, "You're not qualified to speak to me, old lady. The one who killed them is you, not me. So, who should feel ashamed?"

"Yang Divine Envoy, your words are incorrect. The old lady does evil without hesitation, killing is my profession, and it's as normal as eating for ordinary people. I won't feel ashamed. But you're different, you're an Underworld Envoy, you should try to feel ashamed."

Yang Haoran's smile grew thicker, and he didn't immediately respond to the old woman. Instead, he looked towards the supermarket entrance.

Bang Bang Bang!

The supermarket entrance was smashed open, and several Resentful Spirits rushed in, ignoring the shelves, and surrounded Yang Haoran in an instant.

The old woman didn't attack Yang Haoran immediately because she was waiting for her refined Resentful Spirits.

Similarly, Yang Haoran was waiting for the old woman to summon her Resentful Spirits.

Because Resentful Spirits, like other ghosts, could be refined into soul pills, and he wanted to take this opportunity to capture all of the old woman's Resentful Spirits.

Surrounded by several Resentful Spirits, Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled again, taking another drag on his cigarette, and slowly exhaled.

"You don't need to use morality to bind me, old lady. I'm not from the Holy Mother Church, so... I'm not afraid of that."

The old woman saw that her refined Resentful Spirits had arrived, so she didn't need to continue talking to Yang Haoran.

Similarly, Yang Haoran didn't plan to continue arguing with the old woman.

However, at this moment, a displeased voice suddenly echoed in the supermarket.

"Yang Divine Envoy, you seem to have a great prejudice against the Holy Mother Church."