Realm of the Night God

Chapter 712: The Explosion Rate is Too Low

Old Town Chief, at his current age, had already lived more than half his life. Although he was clear that he didn't have many years left to live, he didn't want to die, especially not at the hands of Yang Haoran, the Underworld Envoy.

If he died at Yang Haoran's hands, he would be completely finished, not just in this life, but also in the next. The only outcome waiting for him would be the scattering of his soul, because he was a spirit master.

So, he wanted to live on. Currently, he wanted to successfully escape from Yang Haoran's hands, and his only hope lay in the formation disc in his hand.

The formation disc in his hand was used to control the Python Totem Array Formation. When the bone blade fell earlier, it released a powerful force that shattered the Array Formation, but didn't destroy the hidden formation flag nearby.

Now that the evil ghost had been eliminated by Yang Haoran, he could only try to activate the formation disc again, hoping to use the Array Formation's power to temporarily hold off Yang Haoran, even if it was just for a short while. For him, every second counted, and this short period of time could become his only hope for escape.

After activating the formation disc, a beam of light reappeared under Yang Haoran's feet, and the Python Totem Array Formation re-emerged. A python instantly coiled around Yang Haoran's body, trying to restrain his movements.

Although the python that had coiled around him earlier was shattered by the bone blade's power, it didn't mean that Yang Haoran didn't have the power to shatter the python now. His current strength was so great that he could easily destroy the bone blade, let alone the python coiled around him.

Without any surprise, the python coiled around him was instantly shattered, failing to restrain him in the slightest, and dispersed into spiritual light.

A strange, ear-piercing scream echoed through the area, and the Python Totem within the Array Formation suddenly came to life. It burst out of the Array Formation, opening its bloody mouth wide, as if wanting to swallow him whole.

Yang Haoran didn't even glance at the python, and with a flash of the Waning Moon's black light, he split the python in two from head to tail.Since the python was formed from the Array Formation's power and didn't have a physical body, there was no splattering of internal organs or fresh blood. After being split open by the Waning Moon, it immediately dispersed into spiritual light.

The Array Formation under Yang Haoran's feet also darkened and disappeared at this time.

After splitting open the python, the Waning Moon's momentum didn't decrease, and it directly chased after Old Town Chief, who had not escaped far. Yang Haoran, on the other hand, flashed towards the Guardian Spirit, and along the way, he used his Great Hand to retrieve the soul gathering bead that had fallen to the ground.

The Waning Moon's speed was much faster than Yang Haoran's. Before Yang Haoran could catch up to the Guardian Spirit, the Waning Moon had already caught up to Old Town Chief and cut his body in half.

Old Town Chief wanted to resist, but facing the Waning Moon's terrifying speed and power, he didn't even have time to react, let alone resist. He couldn't even dodge, and his body was cut in half!

After the Waning Moon finished off Old Town Chief, Yang Haoran caught up to the Guardian Spirit, and several chains formed from Yin spirit power bound the Guardian Spirit tightly.

Earlier, the Guardian Spirit had the ability to shatter such ordinary chains, but now, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free from the chains. It could only watch as it was slowly drawn towards the soul gathering bead, eventually being forced into the bead by Yang Haoran, the Underworld Envoy!

From Yang Haoran unleashing his full power to the end of the battle, it was all over in a short period of time. In this brief time, Yang Haoran used his absolute power to crush his target, ending the battle.

Closing his heaven soul and retracting his power fluctuations, Yang Haoran flashed towards Old Town Chief's corpse.

When the Waning Moon had killed Old Town Chief earlier, he sensed that the space around Old Town Chief's location had undergone some changes. Now, as he arrived at Old Town Chief's corpse, he couldn't help but smile more brightly at the scene before him.

The Old Town Chief's corpse, cut into two pieces, fell to the ground, with fresh blood continuously gushing out from the severed limbs, wetting the ground and filling the air with a bloody stench.

Yang Haoran had seen such a bloody scene many times, so he didn't react at all. The smile on his face grew thicker because, apart from the Old Town Chief's two pieces of corpse, there were also various items scattered all over the ground, including strange and exotic devices, yellowed book covers, and even demonic pills.

These items were all from the Old Town Chief's independent space, which was blown open by Waning Moon the moment he was killed, causing all these items to scatter everywhere.

Yang Haoran hadn't blown open an enemy's independent space for a long time, so seeing this scene made him feel quite happy. After all, these things were all resources, and being able to blow open the target's independent space also meant that his luck was good.

"This explosion rate is really too low. If there's a way to increase it, that would be great."

Yang Haoran couldn't help but think to himself, and it's no wonder he had such a thought. The probability of blowing open an opponent's independent space after killing them was indeed very low, less than one in ten.

If there was a way to increase the explosion rate, it would definitely bring a fortune. After all, an independent space was a great place for people like them to store their treasures, and once it was blown open, it would be a windfall.

Due to time constraints, Yang Haoran didn't carefully examine these items, but instead swept them all into his own independent space, planning to sort them out one by one when he got back.

Next, he extracted the souls of Old Town Chief and the previous spirit master from their corpses, condensing them into spirits and storing them in a soul-gathering bead.

After collecting the two souls, Yang Haoran picked up the formation disc that Old Town Chief had previously activated, injecting his Yin spirit power into the disc.

As the Yin spirit power was injected, the Array Formation began to operate, and he gained control over it.

Under his control, several formation flags emerged from hidden areas around him, hovering in the air for a moment before flying towards him and finally landing in his hand.

After roughly inspecting the formation flags, he found that they were undamaged and smiled as he stored them in his independent space.

To be honest, this set of formation flags was quite powerful, and setting them up in advance was a great tactic for a Yin person. If an ordinary Burial Master encountered this set of formation flags, they might even lose their life due to its Yin abilities.

He himself was a good example. If not for his reserved strength, he would have lost his life to this set of formation flags earlier.

Apart from its Yin abilities, this set of formation flags also had excellent defensive capabilities. The Array Formation had been destroyed twice before, but each formation flag had not been affected much, which showed the quality of the flags.

With Yang Haoran's current strength, this set of formation flags could only provide limited help. However, he couldn't use them, and neither could others, so giving them to his subordinates would make them a valuable treasure.

After storing the formation flags, Yang Haoran checked the area again to see if he had missed anything, and after finishing up, he left the mountain.

The previous battle had been quite intense, but since this place was a remote area within the entire Lecheng domain, the fight hadn't attracted any onlookers. At least, Yang Haoran didn't encounter anyone until he left the area.

After leaving the mountain, Yang Haoran returned to the small town and arrived at the Spirit God Temple, which had just been completed.

Outside the temple, there were no tables or chairs, and no believers. At this time, all the villagers had returned to their homes, and no one was left here. Even the temple's main gate was closed and locked.

Compared to the bustle during the Death God Temple fair, the Spirit God Temple now looked somewhat desolate and even a bit eerie.

Yang Haoran chose to appear here at this time, of course, to do something.

Looking at the Spirit God Temple in front of him, he wore a faint smile, then raised his hand towards the temple, and with a single grasp, directly turned the newly built Spirit God Temple into ruins.