Realm of the Night God

Chapter 645: Still Not Afraid of Death

After Ye Zhiqiu left, Yang Haoran initially wanted to treat his injuries immediately, but he suddenly remembered something more important - the current situation of Guanhai and his wife.

Guanhai was just an ordinary person, and with the entire city of Lecheng in chaos, Yang Haoran worried that Guanhai might encounter danger or difficulties, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and gave Guanhai a call.

The phone was answered quickly, and Yang Haoran heard Guanhai's weak and tired voice on the other end.

"What's up, Brother Yang?"

Upon hearing Guanhai's weak voice, Yang Haoran's brow furrowed, thinking that something might have happened to Guanhai. However, he soon felt that something was off, as Guanhai's voice didn't sound like he was in trouble, but rather... like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Are... are you still sleeping?" Yang Haoran asked uncertainly.

"Of course I'm still sleeping It's not even noon yet. What's the point of not sleeping? You know I never get up before noon," Guanhai replied, somewhat helplessly.

"Is Xiao Mo also sleeping?" Yang Haoran continued to ask.

"Definitely. She's sleeping even more soundly than me, and she's still snoring. I had no idea she snored before we got married. It's really giving me a headache," Guanhai complained.

Yang Haoran was at a loss for words upon hearing Guanhai's response.Seeing Yang Haoran's silence, Guanhai continued, "Business was good at the shop last night, and we had two friends over, so Xiao Mo and I didn't get back home until late. Plus, we both had a lot to drink, so it's no wonder we're having a hard time getting up. My head is still spinning, and I just want to sleep a bit more. I definitely can't get up before Xiao Mo does."

"You two are really something else. It's the end of the world, and you're still sleeping. I'm genuinely impressed," Yang Haoran said with a bitter smile.

"What nonsense about the end of the world? Even if it really is the end of the world, I, Guanhai, will still sleep. And besides, if the sky falls, there's always someone tall to hold it up, right? What's there to worry about?"

Guanhai's weak response revealed that he was about to fall asleep again.

"I'm telling you, it's really the end of the world. Don't believe me? Just turn on the TV or check the news online, and you'll see I'm not kidding. Remember, don't open the bar for now, and don't participate in any riots. Just stay at home and wait for me to send some things over to keep you safe."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Haoran took out two Death God pendants from his independent space. He planned to give them to Guanhai and his wife for protection.

However, since they were just ordinary people without the power to activate the pendants, he had to make some adjustments.

Just a few minutes later, Guanhai's phone call came in again.

"My god, it's really the end of the world I just slept for a bit, and the world has become like this!"

"This is not the time to be shocked. What you two need to do now is to minimize your outings and avoid becoming prey for monsters. Just wait for me, and I'll be there soon," Yang Haoran warned.

"Okay, okay, hurry up. If you're late, it'll be too late for us."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Haoran spent about half an hour modifying the two Death God pendants to his satisfaction.

After his adjustments, these two Death God pendants became different from others, requiring no power to activate. They would automatically release a defensive barrier when encountering danger, and Yang Haoran could sense it in real-time.

Compared to other Death God pendants that had been enhanced with Yin spirit power, these two pendants released a more astonishing protective barrier. After all, Guanhai and his wife were just ordinary people, and Yang Haoran couldn't rest easy without taking these measures.

He didn't waste any time and personally delivered the two Death God pendants to Guanhai and his wife, along with many talismans he had drawn, although they were only yellow talismans. While they might not be effective against powerful enemies, they would be sufficient against smaller foes. As for the more formidable ones, Yang Haoran would have to take care of them himself.

He didn't linger at Guanhai's place and, after giving his instructions, hurried back to the villa to begin cultivating his Yin spirit power to heal his injuries.

After consuming a drop of elixir, and with no further physical harm, his physical injuries had significantly improved.

He actively stimulated his Yin spirit power to repair his wounds, and the speed of his wound recovery accelerated accordingly.

At noon, Xiu Juan prepared lunch as usual, while Yang Haoran did not go out to eat. Ye Zhiqiu, on the other hand, continued to eat and drink with gusto, as if nothing had happened.

Xiaokang and Feng Xiao were aware of some external affairs, but their sources were limited to online information. They were not particularly clear about the current chaos in Lecheng, and being young, their concerns were different. Therefore, they did not take the matter too seriously, and their appetite remained unaffected.

Xiu Juan, an evil spirit, was only responsible for cooking and not eating. She was not well-informed about external affairs and did not show much interest, focusing only on Xiaokang's safety and the tasks assigned to her by Yang Haoran.

After lunch, everyone dispersed, with Xiu Juan responsible for cleaning up. Ye Zhiqiu and the others attended to their respective tasks, some resting, some practicing alchemy, and others studying.

Time passed slowly, and Yang Haoran remained in his study room. In the afternoon, Master Wu returned and reported to Xiu Juan, choosing not to disturb Yang Haoran.

Yang Haoran was not one to shirk his responsibilities, but he had to take charge of the overall situation to ensure the normal operation of the Lecheng Yin Division in these turbulent times.

As time slowly elapsed, the sun set, and a full moon rose in the night sky.

Lecheng did not quiet down with the arrival of nightfall. On some streets, a few rioters could still be seen, although their numbers had significantly decreased compared to the daytime.

The scenes that had unfolded in Lecheng during the day, particularly the battle between the two great demons in the air, had left many people in awe. The official orders prohibiting people from going out at night to avoid accidents, with police authorized to open fire if necessary, had also taken effect. As a result, few people dared to venture out after dark, opting to lock themselves indoors instead.

Only a few rioters, who were not afraid of death, defied the authorities, doing exactly what they were not supposed to do. They ignored the official ban and the underlying threats, not believing in the consequences. These individuals were like those who would not shed tears until they saw the coffin.

However, the authorities were not lenient with such individuals, and police would open fire without hesitation upon discovering them. This approach was seen as a necessary measure to maintain order in the already chaotic situation, serving as a warning to those who intended to cause trouble.

The once vibrant and bustling Lecheng, with its bright lights and warm atmosphere, had become eerily dark, with only a few households daring to keep their lights on.

The entire city had become oppressive, with even breathing feeling suffocated. The only sounds were the rioters' cries, the occasional gunfire, and the screams of those who had been shot.

However, this situation did not last long. With the eruption of the first wave of Yin Qi and the appearance of the first wave of Demonic Qi, the atmosphere was immediately disrupted.

Far more ghosts than during the day emerged from various corners of Lecheng, and some minor demons also came out to hunt. The howling wind, the roaring of minor demons, and the oppressive atmosphere suddenly became lively, but this liveliness brought not joy but deep-seated fear.

The first to suffer were the rioters who had dared to venture out at night, as well as the police on patrol. However, the authorities had prepared for this, and the police on duty were equipped with Spirit Police, which minimized their casualties in the short term.

As for the rioters on the streets, they were not so fortunate, lacking the skills to counter ghosts and demons. They were at the mercy of these supernatural entities.

Some rioters were scared half to death, losing control of their bodily functions without even realizing it, while others were directly devoured by minor demons.

The cries of terror were incessant, and in a short time, these rioters who would not shed tears until they saw the coffin were almost wiped out.

Meanwhile, individuals with special powers also began to emerge, one after another.