Realm of the Night God

Since Kuai Le entered the wooden house, he had not paid any attention to the live broadcast room. However, the live broadcast did not stop because of his neglect; it continued.

Due to the angle of the camera, the mobile phone did not capture the woman, but his conversation with her was transmitted to the live broadcast.

At first, their dialogue didn't attract much attention, but when Kuai Le shouted for help, the barrage in the live broadcast room erupted.

Some viewers thought Kuai Le was acting, intentionally keeping them from seeing the scene to prove his point.

However, more viewers believed that Kuai Le was not acting, and he was genuinely in danger. The desperate and fearful cries from Kuai Le's heart conveyed a sense of terror and despair.

In this situation, some concerned viewers chose to call for help.

However, Kuai Le was unaware of all this at the moment. He was in a panic, shouting for help and fleeing for his life. His appearance was disheveled, with scratches and bruises all over his body. Even his face bore a deep wound from a tree branch.

He paid no attention to these injuries. In the current situation, all he wanted was to escape from the mountain. He didn't care about the pain from his injuries because of the inner fear that numbed him.

What made Kuai Le's heart crumble was that, no matter how fast he ran, a figure always trailed behind him like a shadow. He could never shake it off.

The lightning continued, the fierce wind didn't cease, and the heavy rain persisted. Kuai Le slipped and fell by a water pool, mud smearing his face.

Struggling to stand up, he realized his foot was twisted, and a sharp pain shot through not only his foot but also his waist.

In the flash of lightning, Kuai Le horrifyingly discovered that the old farmer was not far in front of him. The farmer wore a sinister smile, eyes emitting a greenish glow, staring at him like a hungry wolf.

"Don't...please...spare me...please spare me..."

Kuai Le begged while using his hands to slowly retreat towards the water pool behind him. However, as his pleas fell, a pale and swollen hand suddenly emerged from the water behind him, grabbing his hair.

The hand seemed solid, but it was not. It was an ethereal force enveloping Kuai Le's entire head with Yin Qi.

Before Kuai Le could comprehend what was happening, an irresistible force pulled him into the water pool.

Everything happened too quickly. Kuai Le couldn't even scream before his body sank into the water.

The old farmer arrived at Kuai Le's previous position, his green eyes fixed on the water pool. He maintained his eerie smile.

"As usual, the soul is yours, the body is ours. You better hurry; don't keep my master waiting."

The water pool churned as if responding to the old farmer.

Throughout his chaotic escape, Kuai Le stumbled many times, losing the talisman along the way. However, the old farmer didn't immediately attack him, using the method of driving a duck to bring him to this place.

Sadly, Kuai Le never realized this. He didn't even know what dragged him into the water!

...

Yang Haoran was in his study, studying the talisman when the phone suddenly rang, interrupting his thoughts.

With a sigh, he put down the brush and picked up the mobile phone nearby.

Glancing at the caller ID, he was surprised to see it was Master Wu calling.

Normally, if it wasn't urgent, Master Wu wouldn't easily disturb Yang Haoran. Yang Haoran understood this, so if Master Wu called, there was likely something important to report.

Seeing the call from Master Wu, Yang Haoran didn't hesitate and answered the phone.

"Mr. Wu, what's the matter?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

"Boss, it's a big problem!" On the other end of the phone, Master Wu's voice sounded grave.

Yang Haoran rarely heard Master Wu speak in such a tone. If Master Wu used this tone, it meant something significant had indeed occurred.

However, Yang Haoran remained calm. He took out a cigarette from the nearby box, then smiled and asked, "What's the big deal? Don't worry, take your time and tell me."

"Spirit Police casualties, three dead in one go!"

Just as Yang Haoran was about to light his cigarette, he paused at these words. Eventually, he continued to use the lighter, igniting the cigarette in his mouth.

"What happened? Is Wang Yiming okay?" Yang Haoran asked after taking a puff of smoke.

"Wang Yiming is fine. As for what happened exactly, it's a long story," Master Wu explained.

Relieved that Wang Yiming was unharmed, Yang Haoran took another drag of his cigarette. The death of three Spirit Police in one incident was a significant matter, causing considerable loss and impact.

"Last night, a guy with the username Kuai Le was live streaming a spirit investigation. Something went wrong, and someone in the live broadcast room called the police. The police located Kuai Le through his mobile phone but, when they arrived at the scene, they only found Kuai Le's backpack and mobile phone, no sign of Kuai Le himself or any corpse."

"Not only did the police fail to find Kuai Le, but two police officers also mysteriously disappeared during this operation. Unable to locate these two officers despite various efforts, and due to the eerie nature of the situation, Spirit Police took over the case once the regular police withdrew."

"After the regular police left, Spirit Police arrived at the scene. Three members were dispatched, but shortly after reaching the location, all communication was lost."

"Spirit Police have a special method to instantly know when other members die. Shortly after the three Spirit Police lost contact, they confirmed that the three had encountered something unfortunate."

"Being able to eliminate three Spirit Police in such a short time indicates a formidable opponent. So, Spirit Police sent five more members, led by Deputy Captain Zhou. They also sent out a distress call to us, hoping we could send two stronger Night Watch members for support, fearing that the opponent might be a ghost or a similar entity."

"This is not a trivial matter; it's highly dangerous. Our Night Watch supporting them might risk losing lives. I can't decide on my own, so I'm reporting this to you, Boss."

Master Wu reported the entire situation to Yang Haoran in one go. As he said, this situation was highly perilous, and sending Night Watch to support might lead to casualties. He didn't dare make decisions without Yang Haoran's approval.

"So, that's the situation."

Yang Haoran flicked the cigarette ash and tapped his fingers lightly on the desk. His face showed signs of contemplation, as if weighing the pros and cons.

"Boss, Spirit Police is still waiting for our response. Should we provide support?" Master Wu asked.

"Support is definitely needed; after all, it's part of our cooperation. However, this time, we can't send ordinary Night Watch members. I don't want to see them walking into a deathtrap," Yang Haoran affirmed.

Master Wu nodded in agreement, awaiting Yang Haoran's further instructions.

"Has Deputy Captain Zhou and his team already left?" Yang Haoran inquired.

"Due to the urgency of the situation, they've already departed," Master Wu replied.

"Good. Give Deputy Captain Zhou a call and tell him our support will arrive shortly," Yang Haoran instructed.

"Yes, Boss. But... who should we send?" Master Wu asked.

"Who to send?" Yang Haoran tapped his fingers on the desk again, a hint of a smile on his face. Then he chuckled, "Well, since there's nothing much going on here, I'll go take a look myself."

"What?" Master Wu's tone changed immediately upon hearing this, surprised. "You, personally? Isn't that a bit too much?"