Realm of the Night God

In the current situation, Deng Feng finally discarded the facade and sincerely expressed his thoughts to Yang Haoran.

The idea of nurturing him as a key figure, becoming his right-hand man, and removing the soul-scattering needle from his body to eliminate the threat to his life—all of it was nonsense.

Yang Haoran was well aware of these intentions, so he didn't find it strange or surprising.

"He's currently buying time to recover. If you want to survive, you have to act against him immediately. There might still be some hope!"

At this moment, a Night Watch with a grim expression spoke up. His words were directed at the remaining Night Watch members present.

As for why he didn't suggest escaping, the reason was simple. All the Night Watch members, including himself, had the Death Mark Seal implanted by Deng Feng, the so-called power seed. With this in place, escaping was futile, as Deng Feng could reclaim his power seed whenever he pleased, sealing their fate.

Of course, attacking Deng Feng at this moment was still a dead end. Judging from Deng Feng's recent actions, retracting his power seed seemed incredibly simple. Once they attacked, Deng Feng would likely take the lives of the Night Watch members present in an instant.

This individual naturally understood this logic, but at this point, they had no choice but to resist. They couldn't stand idly by and let Deng Feng slaughter them.

Even a chicken or a duck, knowing they would die, would still struggle and resist, right?

The logic was correct, but not everyone possessed such courage. The one who spoke up had that courage, as he demonstrated with his actions.

As he uttered these fierce words, his Yin spirit power erupted, ready to launch an attack against Deng Feng!

His actions prompted others to follow suit. Most of the Night Watch members in attendance had no choice but to make the same decision because resistance was their only option.

However, two Night Watch members made a different choice. They opted not to attack Deng Feng but instead fled the scene, heading towards the light curtain released by the formation at the fastest speed.

Their decision was puzzling. Leaving aside whether they had the ability to break through the light curtain released by the Yin Thunder Array, even if they did, what difference would it make?

They still couldn't escape unless they had the ability to instantly force the Death Mark Seal out of their bodies. But this was not realistic; otherwise, they wouldn't be in such a panicked state.

The reason for their seemingly incomprehensible decision was likely that their minds were blank at this moment, instinctively choosing to flee.

Master Jiang didn't make a move. In this situation, he chose to close his eyes, floating cross-legged in the air, showing no intention to resist, allowing Deng Feng, the divine envoy, to handle the situation.

Yang Haoran also refrained from acting. Given his character, he wasn't the type to be scared into complete submission. The reason for his inaction was a different plan.

Glancing at Master Jiang beside him, he didn't bother advising him to find a way to escape. Such words had lost all meaning. Not to mention that Master Jiang was unwilling to flee; even if he wanted to, the Death Mark Seal in his body was not just for show.

To save Master Jiang, from the current situation, it seemed that there was no other way than to kill Deng Feng.

With a serious expression, Yang Haoran quickly took something out of his pocket.

It turned out to be a blood-red eyeball!

This was an extremely bizarre eyeball. Regardless of the angle from which it was viewed, it seemed to be staring at the observer with resentment, unwillingness, and a hint of madness.

No matter how you looked at it, this blood-red eyeball didn't seem like a normal object. Strangely, it didn't emit any fluctuation of power, resembling a meticulously crafted piece of art.

In this critical moment, Yang Haoran certainly wouldn't take out an art piece with no practical use. There was undoubtedly a purpose behind his decision to bring out the blood-red eyeball!

In the moment he revealed the blood-red eyeball, a sharp pain suddenly struck his forehead. Along with this intense pain, the screams of the Night Watch members attempting to attack Deng Feng echoed one after another!

The Night Watch members who were about to act against Deng Feng had just mobilized their Yin spirit power when Deng Feng made a move, acting before they could.

Don't be fooled by Deng Feng's seemingly nonchalant speech. While he was talking, he was also recovering and maintaining a vigilant attitude towards the Night Watch members present, showing no signs of relaxation.

It was precisely because of this that, as these Night Watch members began to mobilize their Yin spirit power, Deng Feng struck before they could.

As the screams echoed, whether it was the two individuals choosing to escape or the ones attacking, the Death Mark Seals on their foreheads manifested and detached from their bodies, initiating the devouring of their souls and life force.

Yang Haoran was no exception. He was affected as well because Deng Feng's attack targeted all the Night Watch members present, not just one individual.

However, unlike the other Night Watch members, Yang Haoran didn't scream in agony. Although he was in significant pain, he didn't waste time expressing it.

His Yin spirit power was no longer under his control. Seeing the Death Mark Seal about to successfully detach, he unexpectedly swallowed the blood-red eyeball in his hand in one gulp.

As he ingested the eyeball, a strong Yin Qi erupted from his body. The Death Mark Seal, which was originally about to detach from his forehead, violently trembled.

Tiny strands of Yin Qi emerged, resembling black capillaries that covered Yang Haoran's entire face, appearing both eerie and terrifying.

These small manifestations of Yin Qi seemed to possess a life of their own. They autonomously locked the Death Mark Seal at his forehead, preventing it from detaching.

The Death Mark Seal struggled intensely at Yang Haoran's forehead, sometimes protruding and sometimes receding. It seemed impossible for it to break free from the restraint of the Yin Qi in a short time.

Yang Haoran could feel the contest between the Yin Qi and the Death Mark Seal at his forehead. Although the Death Mark Seal hadn't successfully detached from his body, it was undoubtedly a good outcome for him. However, he had no time to rejoice and immediately turned his gaze towards Master Jiang.

Master Jiang's Death Mark Seal had already detached from his body. His physical form was lifeless, and the Death Mark Seal was forcibly condensing his soul.

Yang Haoran's expression changed. Without much thought, he quickly formed hand seals to summon the indestructible Vajra talisman hidden within him. With a wave of his hand, the black talisman adhered firmly to the black robe worn by Master Jiang.

A protective barrier appeared, enveloping Master Jiang's lifeless body like an eggshell. However, the Death Mark Seal persisted and did not leave just because of the protective barrier; it hadn't successfully extracted Master Jiang's soul yet.

Yang Haoran couldn't be sure how long the protective barrier released by the indestructible Vajra talisman would last. Still, at this point, he had done all he could for Master Jiang because he had more crucial matters to attend to.

While Deng Feng was savoring the current situation, he suddenly sensed an anomaly occurring with Yang Haoran.

Seeing Yang Haoran surrounded by rolling Yin Qi, with the Death Mark Seal unable to detach from his body in a short time, Deng Feng's smiling expression froze, replaced by one of shock.

This completely caught him off guard. He hadn't expected someone like Yang Haoran, a minor character in his eyes, to have such a hidden move, showing resistance against his deadly blade.

In Deng Feng's view, these Night Watch members were nothing more than domesticated poultry. As the master, he could decide when to slaughter them according to his mood and needs.

However, he hadn't anticipated that Yang Haoran, this particular fowl, was much more formidable than he imagined. Faced with his own butcher's knife, Yang Haoran actually had the ability to resist!

Watching Yang Haoran, now enveloped in Yin Qi, Deng Feng couldn't help but think of Xu Meijing.

First, there was Xu Meijing, and now another unexpected figure, Yang Haoran, emerged. This made Deng Feng's expression considerably unpleasant.

What Deng Feng didn't notice was that, as Yang Haoran swallowed the bizarre blood-red eyeball, Zhong Siyu, the malevolent spirit sealed by the Death God's Dharma Form, suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of blood-red, menacing pupils.

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