Realm of the Night God

The sudden change in the man's expression caught the attention of his Guardian Spirit standing beside him. Before the Guardian Spirit could inquire about it, an angry look appeared on the man's face!

This anger seemed to come out of nowhere. The Guardian Spirit didn't understand what was going on, but the man threw a punch towards Zhao Hong's corpse through the air.

Bang!!!

With his spiritual power condensed into a fist, Zhao Hong's body was directly pierced through the chest by this punch. However, this time, Zhao Hong's corpse bizarrely did not bleed.

Although Zhao Hong was dead, logically the man's punch should have caused blood to flow out since he had just pierced through her chest. After all, Zhao Hong had only recently died, and her body was still fresh. Yet, that was not the case.

Seeing the wound on Zhao Hong's chest caused by his own punch, without a single drop of fresh blood dripping out, the man's face turned ghastly pale.

"Dammit! Tricked!"

As the man cursed, a Yin Qi arose from Zhao Hong's corpse, and her body twisted and transformed into a female paper figurine.

This was not a flat paper figurine but a highly three-dimensional, intricate paper sculpture that looked remarkably lifelike and similar to a real person.

However, this paper figurine now had tears and tatters all over its body, especially a fist-sized hole punched straight through its chest.

This hole was left by the man's punch just moments ago.

With the appearance of the paper figurine, the surrounding area remained the same uneven, pockmarked ground left behind from the previous battle.

Yet, the blood stains Zhao Hong had left behind on the ground underwent a change. Whether it was the fresh blood mixed into the soil or the near-coagulated blood on the plants, in an instant, all of it transformed into Yin Qi and vanished, as if it had never existed.

This scene left not only the man and his Guardian Spirit stunned but also the secretly observing Yang Haoran and Bai Xue.

The two of them exchanged a glance, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

However, the surprise in Yang Haoran's eyes quickly faded, and a smile appeared on his face as his eyes narrowed into crescents.

The reason he smiled was because he realized the battle between Zhao Hong and the man had not ended - the appearance of the paper figurine proved that.

As for Bai Xue, seeing Yang Haoran's smile, she inwardly admired his composure and quick thinking. In her view, Yang Haoran must have realized something was amiss early on, hence his steadiness. If they had taken the opportunity to attack the man while he was dealing with Zhao Hong's corpse, the end result would surely have been disastrous for them.

Neither of them spoke or made a sound. At Yang Haoran's signal, they turned their attention back towards the man's location.

The man was so enraged that his whole body was trembling. Earlier, he had tried to forcibly condense Zhao Hong's soul into a spirit from her corpse but found no trace of a soul within.

At that moment, he realized he had been tricked. Normally, how could there be no soul sensed within a corpse? If none was sensed, then there must be a problem!

Hence, he had punched Zhao Hong's body, and the truth was indeed revealed - her corpse was bizarre!

"Zhao Hong! Come out and face me! Stop playing tricks!"

The man glared around, furiously waving his hand to shatter the floating paper figurine into pieces. He then bellowed into the surroundings.

As his shouts rang out, a slight rippling appeared in the space where the paper figurine had been. The rippling grew stronger, and in the blink of an eye, a spatial rift opened from which a figure emerged.

This person was none other than the spirit master Zhao Hong herself. Although dressed shabbily, she exuded an aura of profound mystique, clearly not a simple character.

Aside from the difference in aura, the Zhao Hong who emerged from the spatial rift looked exactly the same as the paper figurine version, without any other distinctions.

Seeing Zhao Hong appear before him, the man's face was filled with shame and outrage, wanting to attack her. At this moment, an intense Yin Qi suddenly emanated from the other side of the mountain and rapidly approached their location.

The man did not know the source of this powerful Yin Qi. However, he had some guesses - it was likely Zhao Hong's Guardian Spirit rushing over since Zhao Hong had appeared without one behind her.

Whether his guess was correct or not, the man did not want to dwell on it at this moment, because he did not have the time. Since there was no Guardian Spirit behind Zhao Hong now, it was the best opportunity to attack her!

So, he let out an angry roar and wasted no words. While controlling his Guardian Spirit to attack Zhao Hong, he also began performing a spirit summoning ritual himself.

The man's Guardian Spirit first cast an illusion on Zhao Hong. The illusions cast by a malevolent spirit were far more powerful than those of an evil spirit. The moment the illusion took effect on Zhao Hong, her body trembled slightly as she fell into the illusion realm.

Meanwhile, the man took this opportunity to rapidly form hand seals, intending to perform a powerful spirit summoning to deliver a fatal blow to Zhao Hong.

However, Zhao Hong seemed to have anticipated this move from her opponent. The instant she fell into the illusion realm, her hands also swiftly formed seals, and her sealing speed was much faster than the man's.

In the blink of an eye, before the man could complete his spirit summoning, Zhao Hong finished hers first!

"Spirit summoning! Break the illusion!"

With Zhao Hong's solemn shout, her spiritual power erupted, instantly breaking through the illusion realm cast by the malevolent spirit, and the world before her eyes regained its true appearance.

However, although she broke free from the illusion, the malevolent spirit was now right in front of her. The instant she dispelled the illusion, the malevolent spirit, transformed into a mass of Yin Qi, violently slammed into her chest.

Bang!!!

A dull sound rang out. Zhao Hong's body was not sent flying by the Yin Qi formed by the malevolent spirit, but this mass of Yin Qi merged into her body instead!

As the Yin Qi entered her body, Zhao Hong found she could no longer control her movements, and her hands uncontrollably reached for her own neck!

As a spirit master with absolute knowledge of ghosts, Zhao Hong understood her current situation – she was being possessed by the malevolent spirit, which was why her body was no longer under her control.

Malevolent spirits possessed the ability to control physical objects as well as the ability to possess bodies. The man's Guardian Spirit had possessed Zhao Hong's body in an attempt to force her to kill herself!

At the same time, the man finished forming his hand seals, his gaze fierce as he let out a fierce shout!

"Spirit summoning! Yin Wind Blades!"

As the man's shout rang out, a violent yin wind swept through the area, transforming into razor-sharp wind blades that surged towards Zhao Hong in waves!

Wherever the wind blades passed, they caused spatial tremors. On the ground, deep trenches were sliced open, demonstrating the sharpness of these blades.

Even a single one of these razor-sharp blades could slice through an ordinary person's body. The man's spirit summoning had unleashed countless densely packed wind blades. If they struck a living person, they would undoubtedly reduce the person to shreds!

Although Zhao Hong was no ordinary person, if she did not employ countermeasures and her body took the full brunt of these numerous blades, there was no doubt her body would also be cut to pieces, no different from an ordinary person's fate.

Just as the leading wind blades were about to hit Zhao Hong, at this critical moment, she forcibly expelled the malevolent spirit that had merged into her body. She then flickered to the side to evade the attack.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

The wind blades struck one after another at Zhao Hong's previous location, the thunderous sounds deafening as they kicked up a massive cloud of dust.

While Zhao Hong's speed was fast, her body was still struck by one of the wind blades, slicing open a wound that continuously oozed blood.