Realm of the Night God

As the Soul Scattering Needle was gradually forced out of his body by Yang Haoran, Duda's expression changed drastically once again!

It was only at this moment that he realized the connection between himself and the Soul Scattering Needle had unconsciously weakened. When this faint connection disappeared completely, it meant that Yang Haoran had successfully forced out the Soul Scattering Needle!

If it were just him and Yang Haoran in this place, he would have found a way to strengthen the connection between himself and the Soul Scattering Needle. Then, he would fully activate the Soul Scattering Needle, even if it couldn't instantly take Yang Haoran's life, preventing Yang Haoran from successfully forcing out the needle was crucial.

As long as the Soul Scattering Needle remained in Yang Haoran's body, he had time to torment Yang Haoran to death, even if Yang Haoran opened the Heaven Soul.

However, this was only his assumption. In reality, besides him and Yang Haoran, there was a malevolent spirit, Zhong Siyu, watching attentively!

Duda wasn't foolish. In this situation, he knew how to make the right decision. He decisively abandoned the idea of forcibly pushing the Soul Scattering Needle back into Yang Haoran's body. Without a word, he turned and fled, leaving even the severed cane behind!

Without the cane, Duda's speed remained fast. With the support of spiritual power, his speed was so great that even a dog couldn't catch up. However, as soon as he burst out, a bloody figure blocked his path.

Watching the world before him suddenly turn blood-red without any warning, he knew he had fallen into Zhong Siyu's illusion once again.

"Since you're here, why rush to leave? You still have several Death Mark Seals on you. How can I let you easily take them away?" Zhong Siyu grinned, speaking to the grim-faced Duda.

Duda didn't waste words. His spiritual power transformed into two large hands, instantly grabbing Zhong Siyu in front of him. Then, with a strong pull, he tore apart Zhong Siyu's soul.

However, the torn soul did not transform into Yin Qi and reassemble; it simply disappeared, as if Duda had torn apart a bunch of air.

Duda realized he had been deceived. This wasn't Zhong Siyu's soul but a shadow casually created by Zhong Siyu in this illusion.

Without dispelling the illusion, Zhong Siyu, the illusion's creator, was like a god here!

Anxious, Duda's face turned determined. With a wave of his hand, several black rays scattered like arrows in all directions. Then, he once again mobilized the spiritual power within him, attempting to forcefully break the illusion!

The black rays he suddenly threw out were the Death Mark Seals he had forcefully taken from Deng Feng earlier.

Though Death Mark Seals were valuable, they couldn't compare to his life. As long as he didn't die, there might be more opportunities in the unknown future. However, once a person died, and the soul dispersed, everything would come to an end.

To gain a bit of time for his escape, he endured the pain in his heart and threw out all the Death Mark Seals he had snatched. This would surely divert Zhong Siyu's attention, giving him the time to break the illusion and escape.

With the surging spiritual power within him, Duda once again performed Spirit Summoning to break the illusion!

He also had an Eye Technique - Soul Eye, but unlike the Ghost Eye of the Yin Division, the Soul Eye had no effect on dispelling illusions created by ghosts. Therefore, he had to expend a considerable amount of spiritual power to perform Spirit Summoning once again!

Fortunately, the Death Mark Seals he had swallowed released Yin Qi constantly for him to absorb and recover. Otherwise, the spiritual power within him would have long been depleted.

As Spirit Summoning broke the illusion, the blood-red world was forcefully shattered!

However, just as the blood-red world was shattered, the scene in front of Duda left him stunned.

Unbeknownst to him, Yang Haoran had appeared just a meter away from him, smiling with the Soul Weapon, the Waning Moon, slowly rotating at his side. In Yang Haoran's hand was something Duda recognized, and his expression became indescribably grim.

It was none other than the Soul Scattering Needle that he had personally embedded into Yang Haoran's body!

"It was really close. I almost had to bid farewell to this world. But when it comes down to it, I have to thank you. If you hadn't activated this Soul Scattering Needle and weakened my soul, it wouldn't have been so easy for me to successfully open the Heaven Soul."

Yang Haoran laughed amiably, and his tone was extremely gentle, giving the impression that he was genuinely thanking Duda.

Duda, of course, wasn't foolish enough to take Yang Haoran's words seriously. With a stern face, he didn't utter a word, swiftly darting away in one direction.

Yang Haoran's smile remained undiminished as he pointed his finger. The Soul Scattering Needle he was playing with transformed into a black light, piercing into Duda's body.

Duda's body trembled slightly, not daring to pause because of it. He hastened his escape with even greater speed and, in the blink of an eye, disappeared into the night.

Yang Haoran's smile persisted, and with a wave of his hand towards the empty space in front of him, he tore open a crack in the space. Without hesitation, he stepped into the fissure.

As Yang Haoran entered the space rift, the moon wheel that had been quietly floating beside his body also entered the rift, synchronizing with his footsteps.

At this moment, Duda's face was as calm as water, but his heart was in turmoil. A sense of danger, unprecedented for him, arose. Even when facing Deng Feng and Zhong Siyu simultaneously before, he didn't feel as threatened as he did now.

He had utilized all his speed to escape, yet he still felt his pace was too slow. At this moment, he couldn't help but envy the methods of the Yin Division!

Whether it was the eye technique of the Ghost Eye, the immortality gained after becoming a Burial Master, or having a Soul Weapon after opening the soul, these were all unique abilities of the Yin Division. Each one was enough to make outsiders envious, and Duda, a spirit master, was no exception.

Especially the ability to tear space, usually only achievable with a considerable level of strength, Yin Division members could do it as long as they successfully opened the Heaven Soul. This was something others of similar strength but not part of the Yin Division couldn't achieve. Yin Division members were like a special case, as if the world had deliberately left a backdoor for them!

Duda's strength was indeed formidable, but not enough to tear space. If he could reach the Soul Awakening Realm like Yin Division members, he could easily rip through space. Then, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state now.

Just as he had just felt envious of some of Yin Division's methods, Duda sensed a violent fluctuation in the space in front of him. Subsequently, a crack was forcibly torn open in the space, and a figure walked out of the spatial fissure.

Watching this figure, Duda's face twitched several times, and his expression became unsightly.

This person was none other than Yang Haoran.

Duda didn't attempt to escape again. With a stern face, he looked at Yang Haoran, his eyes seemingly spitting fire, mixed with a profound sense of regret.

He wasn't regretting the life-and-death enmity he had with Yang Haoran. He regretted not killing Yang Haoran directly back then!

When he found Yang Haoran to be extremely cunning, he harbored murderous intent. However, considering that he still needed Yang Haoran as a pawn, coupled with his full trust in his abilities, he ultimately decided to spare Yang Haoran's life.

But what he didn't expect was that, in the end, he would fall into the hands of this guy!

"Why aren't you running?" Looking at Duda with a stern face, Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

"Act already. I don't want to waste words with you!" Duda spoke in a deep voice.

"Are you giving up so easily? Holding on a bit longer might lead to a miracle. Although the chances are slim, it's better than none. So... why don't you run again?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile, but this time, his smile contained a hint of cold killing intent.