Realm of the Night God

Despite Yang Haoran's attempts at sensing, he found nothing extraordinary about the blood-red eyes. Apart from its ability to absorb Yin Qi and blood essence, the crimson eye had no other remarkable qualities.

Yang Haoran exercised caution; although he wanted to force the blood-red eye out of his body, he dared not risk provoking Zhong Siyu.

The successful triggering of the soul enchantment had generated a certain fondness and trust from Zhong Siyu, the malevolent spirit. However, this did not mean that anything Yang Haoran did would be understood or forgiven. If he managed to irritate Zhong Siyu, she might retaliate without hesitation.

Aware of this, Yang Haoran refrained from taking any reckless actions, fearing he might inadvertently harm himself.

Observing Zhong Siyu flying around in the sky, laughing incessantly, Yang Haoran chuckled and spoke up.

"I think it's better for us to leave this place. Once the Yin Thunder Array is broken, the commotion here will be clearly heard outside."

Zhong Siyu's laughter ceased, and with a sinister smile, she looked at Yang Haoran, asking, "So what?"

Yang Haoran smiled wryly and said, "It will attract unnecessary trouble. Lecheng is not only populated by members of our Yin Division."

Zhong Siyu seemed indifferent, grinning, "What's the trouble? Anyone daring enough to come, we can just kill them directly."

Yang Haoran didn't think Zhong Siyu was joking. If the previous disturbance had attracted anyone, he had no doubt Zhong Siyu would eliminate them.

"Deng Feng just died, and as a Burial Master, dying within the city under his jurisdiction, Yin Division will surely investigate. So, during this period, I think it's better for us to keep a low profile."

Mentioning Yin Division made Zhong Siyu gradually suppress her madness. Though a formidable malevolent spirit herself, she knew Yin Division was not to be trifled with. While she might not fear one Burial Master, facing two or an even more powerful entity would undoubtedly put her at a disadvantage.

"I'm tired of this ghostly place. Do you think I want to stay here?"

Saying this, Zhong Siyu seemed ready to leave. However, she suddenly thought of something, looked at Yang Haoran, and pointed to his stomach.

"I still have something inside you. You wouldn't want to keep it for yourself, would you?"

Yang Haoran raised an eyebrow, uncertain, and asked, "Are you referring to the blood-red eye?"

"Besides that thing, do you have anything else of mine inside you?"

Yang Haoran just smiled and said nothing. Zhong Siyu, looking concerned, spoke again, "I'm going to take it out from you now. Don't play any tricks; otherwise, it might be troublesome for me."

This statement momentarily puzzled Yang Haoran. He was eager for Zhong Siyu to take the blood-red eye away. Why would he hinder her?

"I won't play any tricks. This thing looks like a valuable treasure, but it belongs to you. Taking it back is only natural," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"Of course, it's a treasure. Can an ordinary item save your life in a critical moment? Without it, both of us would have died tonight, and I wouldn't have benefited from this bloodbath."

As she spoke, Zhong Siyu waved her hand, and the blood-red eye ceased absorbing Yin Qi and blood essence. After a surge of power, it disappeared from Yang Haoran's body, reappearing outside and flying towards Zhong Siyu.

Zhong Siyu waved again, making the blood-red eye vanish. She then focused her gaze back on Yang Haoran, grinning, "Old man, thanks for tonight. Consider those Death Mark Seals in your body as my gratitude."

With that, Zhong Siyu's form turned into a stream of Yin Qi and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

Watching the dissipating Yin Qi of Zhong Siyu, Yang Haoran finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhong Siyu gave him an incredibly dangerous feeling, even though she was heavily injured. This sense of danger remained strong.

Certainly, this doesn't mean Yang Haoran is powerless against Zhong Siyu. If the two were to engage in a deadly battle, the outcome is uncertain, especially now that Yang Haoran has fewer reservations after Zhong Siyu took the blood-red eye.

If he could keep Zhong Siyu tonight, the benefits for Yang Haoran would more than double, making him the ultimate beneficiary of tonight's carnage!

However, he chose not to do so, not because he feared he couldn't match Zhong Siyu, but because Zhong Siyu had saved him tonight. Despite the underlying utilization, the fact remained that she had saved him, something that couldn't be changed.

Aside from this, there was another reason why Yang Haoran didn't want to harm Zhong Siyu.

Zhong Siyu was genuinely a pitiful soul. Despite her current appearance of madness, the reason behind it was the inhumane torment she endured in her past, leading to her current state.

A person's character doesn't become so twisted and extreme without enduring prolonged inhumane suffering.

While outsiders might not know what Zhong Siyu went through in her past, Yang Haoran did. He had intentionally observed Zhong Siyu and gained some understanding of her past through the ghost eye.

Zhong Siyu becoming a malevolent spirit wasn't because she devoured countless undead or evil spirits to reach that realm; it was because her soul, after death, directly condensed into a malevolent spirit!

The level of suffering a person needs to endure before becoming a malevolent spirit is unimaginable to an ordinary person.

Despite Zhong Siyu gaining powerful abilities as a malevolent spirit, Yang Haoran believed that if given a chance to turn back time, she would never choose to become what she was now.

Living in this world, many times people have no choices. Zhong Siyu is a perfect example - no choice in her past life, and even after death, she became a malevolent spirit, sealed in this place with no choice. Hence, her strong desire for freedom.

After Zhong Siyu left, Yang Haoran looked at the ruined ghost building and the corpses scattered on the ground. Finally, he fixed his gaze on Master Jiang.

Approaching Master Jiang's body, looking at the corpse, Yang Haoran couldn't help but sigh.

The indestructible shield produced by the Vajra Invincibility talisman still protected Master Jiang's body. It was this black talisman's presence that kept Master Jiang's body intact.

Though he lost his life, Master Jiang's soul remained. This was fortunate, and all thanks to the black talisman Wang Yiming lent to Yang Haoran. Without it, Master Jiang's fate would not have differed from the other Night Watch members present.

Yang Haoran formed hand seals, removing the black talisman from Master Jiang's body. The talisman's power was not fully depleted, but its fluctuations weakened considerably.

"A considerable amount of power was consumed. Wang Yiming might be quite upset."

Thinking so, Yang Haoran shook his head with a bitter smile and put away the black talisman. He then shifted his gaze back to Master Jiang's body.

Kneeling down, Yang Haoran forcibly condensed Master Jiang's soul into a spirit, then extracted it from the body. Master Jiang's eyes remained tightly shut, and his soul was still asleep, not awakening.

Looking at Master Jiang's soul form, Yang Haoran uttered a low sigh.

Tonight, he thought he was destined to die without a doubt. Unexpectedly, he survived, while all the other Night Watch members perished, none left alive.

"As long as the soul is intact, it doesn't mean true death. Don't worry; I will find a way for you."

Speaking softly to Master Jiang's soul, Yang Haoran then stored it away. As for how to help Master Jiang, that would depend on Master Jiang's opinions after awakening.

After securing Master Jiang's soul, Yang Haoran took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

This call wasn't for Wang Yiming; instead, it was made to Master Wu, who had just become a Night Watch member.