Realm of the Night God

As the wooden door creaked open, the interior of the wooden house gradually came into Yang Haoran's view.

The wooden house was small, and even though Yang Haoran stood outside without entering, he could clearly see the situation inside at a glance.

If one were to use the naked eye to observe the interior, the scene would be almost identical to what the livestreamer Kuai Le witnessed last night.

Simple furniture, basic household items, and a woman as beautiful as a celestial being. At this moment, she sat by the hearth, adding firewood into the stove, with a pot bubbling with something inside.

However, Yang Haoran didn't retract his ghost eye; it remained open. Consequently, what he saw was vastly different from what the naked eye perceived.

Inside, there were no simple furniture or basic household items; instead, there were ruins and spiderwebs. This scene was identical to what Kuai Le witnessed later that night.

The woman indeed sat by the hearth, stewing something, but what she held in her hands wasn't firewood—it was white bones. As for what was simmering in the pot, Yang Haoran couldn't determine for the moment.

In contrast to the scene that almost scared the soul out of Kuai Le last night, Yang Haoran, looking at the same scene, felt no fear.

Not only did Yang Haoran lack fear, but his smile on his face also remained unchanged, as warm as usual.

"Now that you're here, does Underworld Envoy big brother not have the intention to come in and sit?" the woman said with a smile while adding firewood to the stove.

She was already beautiful, and her smile seemed to drain all color from the world.

Yang Haoran had never seen such a beautiful woman. Before she smiled, he had no emotional fluctuations because he knew she was a demon, and a beautiful face and perfect figure weren't surprising. Yet, as the woman smiled, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Her smile was filled with temptation, awakening the most primitive desires in a man's heart.

Nevertheless, the current Yang Haoran was not the same as before. With his continuously growing strength, his determination also solidified. After a brief moment of being stunned, he returned to normal, and his smile remained on his face.

"The charm in your smile is quite potent; it's impressive. I almost can't resist it," Yang Haoran said with a laugh.

The words might have sounded frivolous, but if Yang Haoran were to retract his ghost eye at this moment, one would undoubtedly see his clear gaze, devoid of any impure thoughts.

However, due to the activated ghost eye, his eyes were entirely black. Besides being eerie and frightening, it was challenging to discern any emotional fluctuations from them.

Upon hearing Yang Haoran's words, the woman's smile became even more alluring. In her eyes, few men could resist her, and her stunning appearance was her most potent weapon. If used correctly, she might leverage the power of the Underworld Envoy before her to escape and regain her freedom.

She was making calculations in her mind, but she was unaware that she had chosen the wrong person. This seemingly gentle guy with a smile on his face was not as simple as she thought.

Yang Haoran is a man, a single man with a normal sexual orientation. Faced with such beauty, his past self would have surely experienced an accelerated heartbeat and blushing. However, his current formidable strength not only brings him unwavering determination but also instills in him a newfound confidence and composure. Therefore, even in the presence of such beauty, he can remain calm.

He is well aware that the other party is not human but a demon. What if, by any chance, the demon's true form is a dog?

Moreover, he already has someone in his heart, though things are not yet official. Until he gives up on that, he won't change his target.

The woman is unaware of these reasons, but it is precisely due to these factors that her wishful thinking is destined to fail.

"Underworld Envoy big brother likes to watch, so I'll smile more. However, if you just stand outside, you can only watch me smile; there's nothing else you can do," the demonic woman hinted with a teasing tone. Yang Haoran understood the implications but maintained his smiling face, not responding to her. Instead, he looked up at the talismans above the wooden door.

The door was covered in talismans, visible both from inside and outside the house.

Yang Haoran has been studying talismans for some time now. Although he hasn't successfully drawn them, he has a decent understanding of the subject. So, he knows what kind of talismans these are and their purpose.

Seeing Yang Haoran glance at the talismans above the door, the demonic woman's facial expression remained unchanged. She seemed neither surprised nor concerned that Yang Haoran might discover the talismans. Everything appeared to be going according to her plan.

"Demon Suppression Talisman, carved not on paper but on wooden boards, and there are quite a few. It seems they want to keep you trapped in this rundown house for a lifetime," Yang Haoran said, retracting his gaze and addressing the demonic woman.

Demon Suppression Talisman is specifically used to suppress demons, and while effective against demons, its impact on other entities is average.

However, even though the effect may be average, it's not something an ordinary person can destroy or handle. Even some non-ordinary individuals with abilities might find it challenging to deal with Demon Suppression Talismans without sufficient strength and may even get harmed by them.

The Demon Suppression Talismans carved above the wooden door were all black—not because of black ink afterward, but due to the powerful force of the talisman master who carved them.

In other words, all these talismans were Black Talismans!

However, these Black Talismans did not release any terrifying power fluctuations. On the contrary, the power they emitted was extremely weak.

Yang Haoran did not underestimate these Black Talismans because of this. The reason for the weak power fluctuations was that they simply hadn't erupted with their true power, not because they were weak.

Yang Haoran was certain that if the demonic woman tried to step out of this small house, these Demon Suppression Talismans would definitely unleash terrifying power!

So many Black Talismans, and all of them Demon Suppression Talismans—it's evident that the demonic woman before him is not an ordinary little demon.

When Yang Haoran spoke, the demonic woman did not show much surprise. After all, Yang Haoran is the Burial Master of the Yin Division, and being familiar with Demon Suppression Talismans is not something to be curious about.

However, to achieve her goal, she pretended to be surprised and then complimented Yang Haoran with a flattering smile.

"I didn't expect Underworld Envoy big brother to be so knowledgeable about talismans. My favorite type of man is always the knowledgeable and talented one."

Yang Haoran's smile remained unchanged; he didn't respond to the demonic woman but instead stepped into the wooden house.

This action caused a slight freeze in the demonic woman's smile. She thought she might have to sacrifice some allure to lure Yang Haoran inside, but she didn't expect him to walk in directly!