Realm of the Night God

Chapter 709: Bone Blade

Facing the incoming evil ghost, Yang Haoran still wore a smile on his face.

The Waning Moon, which had been inserted into the ground, lightly trembled and let out a buzzing sound before dispersing into a cloud of Yin Qi.

When the Waning Moon recondensed, it had already reached Yang Haoran's body, blocking the evil ghost's attack.

The two clashed again, but this time Yang Haoran was prepared, so the Waning Moon wasn't knocked back. Instead, it deflected the evil ghost's attack.

However, the Guardian Spirit, which had been bound by Yang Haoran, took advantage of the opportunity to shatter its chains and escape. Not only did it avoid being absorbed into the soul gathering bead, but it also managed to break free.

Since the Illusion Technique had no effect on Yang Haoran, the object control's power was also ineffective against him. The Guardian Spirit realized it couldn't get close to Yang Haoran, so it decided to create some distance and quickly formed a seal with its hands.

It seemed to be preparing to summon a spirit.

Earlier, it had also wanted to summon a spirit, but it didn't have the chance due to trying to buy time for the Old Town Chief. Now, it felt it was a good opportunity.

However, just as it formed the seal, Yang Haoran suddenly flashed towards it, ignoring the evil ghost and the Old Town Chief.

The Guardian Spirit was shocked, knowing it wasn't a match for Yang Haoran. If Yang Haoran grabbed it, it wouldn't be able to summon a spirit, and it might even be forced into the soul gathering bead.Faced with this situation, the Guardian Spirit could only choose to dodge, imitating the Old Town Chief's earlier actions by retreating while forming a seal. However, its speed was far inferior to Yang Haoran's, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Haoran caught up to it. Before it could react, Yang Haoran grabbed its neck and slammed it to the ground, causing the earth to crack open.

As a malevolent spirit, its soul body could disperse into Yin Qi at any time, but Yang Haoran's hand, which was filled with Yin spirit power, grasped it firmly, preventing its soul body from dispersing.

It was shocked and struggled violently, trying to break free from Yang Haoran's grip, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't escape.

Under its gaze, Yang Haoran reached out and absorbed the soul gathering bead that had been previously released.

"Let's deal with you first," Yang Haoran said with a smile, then raised the soul gathering bead, preparing to crush the Guardian Spirit beneath it. From his actions, it was clear he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to force the Guardian Spirit into the soul gathering bead.

However, just as Yang Haoran was about to act, he seemed to sense something and hesitated, then suddenly retreated.

At the moment Yang Haoran retreated, the ground where he had been standing suddenly cracked open, and a beam of white light shot out.

If he had reacted a moment slower, his body might have been split in two by the beam of light.

Stabilizing his body, Yang Haoran looked up at the beam of white light, which had transformed into a white bone blade.

This bone blade was composed of numerous white bones, and it seemed more like an assembly than a creation. Yang Haoran had seen a similar bone blade before, which belonged to Lecheng's previous Burial Master, Deng Feng. However, Deng Feng's bone blade was black, known as the Black Bone Blade, whereas this one was white. The two bone blades not only differed in color but also in shape and nature.

Deng Feng's Black Bone Blade was a soul weapon, but this bone blade was not. Although it seemed to be composed of white bones, Yang Haoran could sense the spiritual power emanating from each bone, and according to his analysis, it was a product of spirit summoning.

As expected, the Old Town Chief's voice soon confirmed his suspicions.

"Heh heh, Yang Divine Envoy, how's my spirit summoning bone blade?"

The Old Town Chief laughed coldly, but Yang Haoran didn't have the mind to respond, because as soon as the Old Town Chief's voice sounded, the bone blade in the air transformed into a beam of white light and shot down again.

At the same time, the Guardian Spirit, which had regained its freedom, immediately kept its distance from him and began to form seals with both hands, preparing to cast a spirit summoning to counterattack.

On the other hand, the evil ghost had consumed several hearts and greatly increased its power. As it continued to clash with the Waning Moon, it surprisingly gained the upper hand.

As for the Old Town Chief, he not only had to control the evil ghost to attack the Waning Moon but also had to manipulate the bone blade to attack Yang Haoran. He didn't have the leisure to cast other spirit summonings, but he could simultaneously control two types of spirit summonings and still maintain control to this extent, which was a testament to his skills.

From the Old Town Chief's perspective, if the evil ghost could suppress Yang Haoran's soul weapon, the Waning Moon, and the bone blade could suppress Yang Haoran, then Yang Haoran would have no chance to cast other spirit summonings.

In this situation, if his Guardian Spirit were to cast an offensive spirit summoning, Yang Haoran's situation would become even more dangerous, and it would only be a matter of time before he lost his life.

Although this was just the Old Town Chief's own thought, it wasn't entirely impossible.

The current situation was somewhat dire, and Yang Haoran himself was also aware of it. As he dodged the bone blade's attacks, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret, thinking that sometimes, having more people on your side really did make a difference.

Fighting a spirit master was a numbers game, because you not only had to face the spirit master but also their Guardian Spirit.

If the power gap between the two sides was huge, then it didn't matter, and having more Guardian Spirits wouldn't make a difference. It would be a one-sided battle.

But if the power gap wasn't too great, then the battle would become more troublesome.

Yang Haoran dodged the bone blade's attack with a flash of movement, but his Western-style suit was torn open by the blade. If he had dodged a little slower, the blade would have cut through his skin.

Originally, the Old Town Chief's face had been quite unsightly, but now, seeing Yang Haoran's disheveled state, he felt a surge of joy and his face broke into a smile.

This so-called "disheveled" state was only the Old Town Chief's one-sided perception, and in reality, Yang Haoran wasn't that disheveled at all. He had simply dodged the bone blade's attack, and his clothes had been torn open, but he hadn't even broken a sweat, let alone been seriously injured.

The Old Town Chief had almost used his full strength to deal with Yang Haoran, and he had been very confident in his own abilities. However, Yang Haoran's repeated displays of power had made him feel frustrated and like he was being toyed with, which was why his face had been so unsightly earlier.

But now, he seemed to have seen the light at the end of the tunnel, and his mood had suddenly brightened.

However, there was a problem that the Old Town Chief had overlooked. Although the bone blade was fast, it was still slower than Yang Haoran's soul weapon, the Waning Moon. Moreover, his movement speed was inferior to Yang Haoran's, which he would have discovered if he had observed carefully.

So the question was, if the Waning Moon was faster than the bone blade, and Yang Haoran was faster than him, why could he dodge the Waning Moon's attacks and cast spirit summonings, while Yang Haoran couldn't?

If he had thought of this, he probably wouldn't be feeling so happy now, but the key was that he hadn't thought of it at all.

"Heh heh, Yang Divine Envoy, if you don't have any other tricks up your sleeve, then today's show might be coming to an end."

The Old Town Chief laughed and spoke, his tone revealing a hint of arrogance. At this moment, the Guardian Spirit's seal-forming movement stopped.

"Spirit summoning Bone Spurs!"

The Guardian Spirit cast a spirit summoning, which was a relatively ordinary type of spirit summoning. This spirit summoning was similar to the Yin Wind Blade, but with a different manifestation. It was a large-scale attack spirit summoning.

Compared to the Old Town Chief's spirit summoning, the bone blade, the bone spurs were slightly lower in level because they had a shorter duration and were less sharp and less durable, making them easier to destroy.

The Guardian Spirit's main goal in casting this spirit summoning was to block Yang Haoran's escape routes. Once this technique was cast, Yang Haoran's dodging space would decrease, and the Old Town Chief could coordinate with the Guardian Spirit to land a critical hit on Yang Haoran or even kill him directly.

The fact that the Guardian Spirit thought of using this large-scale spirit summoning at this time showed that it was not foolish and had rich battle experience. As for why it didn't cast an even stronger large-scale spirit summoning, it wasn't that it didn't want to, but rather that it couldn't, or else it would have shown mercy to Yang Haoran, an Underworld Envoy.