Chapter 609: Out of Control
In the midst of the swirling dust and smoke, Yang Haoran slowly stood up from the ground, his body slightly trembling, not from the cold, but from resisting the powerful force controlling him.
"Friend, you're a bit too harsh."
A low, calm voice came from Yang Haoran's mouth, his tone not loud, but if you listened carefully, you could sense the anger suppressed beneath his calm demeanor.
As his voice fell, a powerful energy wave burst out from his body, scattering the surrounding dust and smoke!
Yang Haoran's figure was revealed, with rolling black smoke rising from his body, and an even stronger energy wave emanating from him.
At this moment, he had already unleashed his full power, not because he wanted to, but because the situation had forced him to do so. If he hadn't, he wouldn't have been able to dispel the force controlling him, and he would still be slamming into the ground, unable to stop himself from being smashed to death.
"I only hit you twice and you think that's harsh? What about when you slashed that spirit master in half just now?"
A sinister voice echoed, coming from a malevolent spirit hovering above Yang Haoran's body. The malevolent spirit was clad in blood-stained robes, with fresh blood dripping down from its clothes. This malevolent spirit was the blood-red malevolent spirit that had been following Ink Glasses Man, but now it had appeared before Yang Haoran, clearly abandoning its attack on Boss Huo to target Yang Haoran instead.
Just now, Yang Haoran had been attacked by this malevolent spirit, which had used its object control power to directly control Yang Haoran's body, attempting to crush him into the ground. Although it hadn't succeeded in killing him, the two blows had still inflicted significant damage on his physical body.
Listening to the malevolent spirit's retort, Yang Haoran spat out a mouthful of blood, then revealed a faint smile on his face. "It's clear that I'm even more ruthless than you."
The malevolent spirit hadn't expected Yang Haoran to respond in such a way, and it was taken aback for a moment before its face contorted into a terrifying expression.
"You may be ruthless, but you'll soon find out if you're as ruthless and cruel as me."
Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged, still smiling, but his heart was extremely vigilant.
Just now, the malevolent spirit had suddenly used its object control power on him, and he hadn't sensed any warning signs before being enveloped by the force, leaving him no time to react.
At present, although he has successfully broken free from this force, this force is not eliminated forever. As long as the blood-red malevolent spirit seizes the opportunity, it can re-exert its control over him at any time, causing harm to his physical body.
Compared to the malevolent spirit from the previous day, the innate malevolent spirit's power is much stronger. The blood-red malevolent spirit of Ink Glasses Man is absolutely the most formidable malevolent spirit Yang Haoran has seen so far, even surpassing Zhong Si Yu, who was also a blood-red malevolent spirit. This can be judged from their eyes and the Yin Qi emanating from their bodies.
It's precisely because the blood-red malevolent spirit's power is too overwhelming that Yang Haoran's heart is extremely vigilant, fearing that he might die at the opponent's hands at any moment.
Without Yang Haoran's control, Waning Moon's power has weakened significantly. The weakening of its power has also reduced its ability to destroy the protective barrier. The protective barrier, which was on the verge of shattering, is now repairing itself at a visible speed.
Waning Moon was originally partially outside and partially inside the protective barrier, but as soon as the blood-red malevolent spirit's voice fell, Waning Moon suddenly flew out, as if it was forcibly pulled out by an invisible giant hand from within the protective barrier, and then flew towards Yang Haoran at an extremely fast speed.
Although Yang Haoran is Waning Moon's master, if his body is hit by Waning Moon, the result will be the same - he will suffer injuries, and may even end up like the previous female spirit master, whose physical body was cut in half by the sharp Waning Moon.
What a ridiculous ending it would be for an Underworld Envoy to die at the hands of his own soul weapon!
As Waning Moon rapidly approached him, Yang Haoran didn't dodge, but instead tried to control it to stop.
Under his control, Waning Moon did stop in mid-air, but then he felt something was off, and his body quickly dodged to the side.
His arm transmitted a wave of pain, and Yang Haoran looked down to see that his left arm had been slashed open, with fresh blood oozing out from the wound.
Just a moment ago, there was nothing, but his arm was now mysteriously injured, which was both eerie and terrifying.
However, Yang Haoran knew what was happening, and it was precisely because he knew that he reacted quickly, looking at the wound on his arm, and feeling a sense of fear in his heart.
If he had reacted just a fraction of a second slower, he would likely have been cut in half, and it wouldn't have been just a matter of an extra wound on his arm.
The thing that had suddenly attacked him wasn't anything else, but his own soul weapon Waning Moon. As for the Waning Moon floating in the air under his control, it was not the real Waning Moon, but an illusion created by the illusion realm.
To be accurate, not only was Waning Moon an illusion created by the illusion realm, but everything Yang Haoran saw at this moment was an illusion, created by the blood-red malevolent spirit's illusion realm, which was so realistic that even Yang Haoran's ghost eye, enhanced by a large amount of Yin spirit power, found it difficult to discern.
It was not because he saw through the illusion realm that he was able to dodge successfully, but because he had a unique connection with his soul weapon Waning Moon, which allowed him to discover that the stationary Waning Moon in the air was not real, and the real Waning Moon was attacking him uncontrollably.
To save his life, he quickly reacted, dodging his body, and thus narrowly escaped, leaving only a gash on his arm.