Chapter 204: Soul Weapon Waning Moon (1)

In this moment, Duda's heart was filled with shock and anger, but mostly disbelief!

In his eyes, Yang Haoran was just a minor character, a pawn of no value once used, and throughout the entire New Genesis World, there were countless Night Watches like Yang Haoran. True experts never paid attention to Night Watch, and Duda was no exception.

The reason Yang Haoran survived tonight, in his view, was due to Zhong Siyu's protection. This guy, who he had already sentenced to death, now showed signs of a breakthrough.

Once Yang Haoran breaks through, his strength will undergo a radical transformation, and in Duda's eyes, he won't be a minor character anymore. How could he accept that?

Whether it was the Death Mark Seals within Yang Haoran's body or the soul-scattering needle he planted, any of these could have claimed Yang Haoran's life. Yet, contrary to expectations, not only did he survive, but he also showed signs of a breakthrough. This left Duda with an indescribable sense of frustration.

Despite the frustration, Duda didn't lose his wits. He knew exactly what to do and what not to do.

Realizing that Yang Haoran was likely about to open the Heaven Soul, without hesitation, Duda abandoned any further attacks on Zhong Siyu and targeted Yang Haoran as his new enemy.

The soul-scattering needle still existed within Yang Haoran's body, a fact he could sense. Perhaps due to the impending opening of the Heaven Soul, Yang Haoran's soul had not been extinguished immediately.

In this situation, Duda knew he could no longer ignore Yang Haoran's presence as before. In case Yang Haoran truly opened the Heaven Soul, he would gain a formidable enemy tonight!

Deftly, Duda threw his cane at this moment. Wrapped in Yin Qi, the cane twisted and deformed, turning into a massive black python. With a roar, the black python lunged directly towards Yang Haoran below!

Zhong Siyu had long anticipated Duda's move against Yang Haoran. Seeing the ferocious attack of the black python, suddenly, a grimacing ghost face appeared in front of it.

This ghost face mirrored Zhong Siyu's appearance, especially the sinister smile, nearly identical to Zhong Siyu's face, except that this ghost face was many times larger than Zhong Siyu's delicate visage.

The appearance of the ghost face did not stop the black python. On the contrary, under Duda's control, the python ignored the presence of the ghost face and accelerated its speed, as if it intended to break through the ghost face directly.

The grin on the ghost face intensified. Then, its blood-red eyes flashed, and the approaching black python suddenly stiffened in mid-air. The snake's eyes also turned blood-red.

Duda remained as calm as water. Zhong Siyu's actions at this moment completely infuriated him. With a roar, the black spiritual energy, like a water column, surged out of his hunched body. Without exception, all of this spiritual energy was injected into the body of the black python!

The scene froze for a moment, but this frozen image lasted only an instant. With a crisp sound, the frozen tableau shattered.

Snap!!!

The prohibition screen released by the Yin Thunder Array suddenly shattered, turning into dots of spiritual light dissipating into nothingness. As the prohibition screen broke, the magic array on the ground, emitting a faint spiritual light, also dimmed and vanished, and no longer could one see the spirit lines forming the array.

Simultaneously, one head of the black python suddenly detached from its body. Both its head and its massive body turned into streams of Yin Qi at that moment, revealing its true form—the staff.

A small section of the staff had been severed, precisely the top part of the staff.

"Puff!"

Duda spewed a mouthful of blood. Despite having recovered considerably, at this moment, his breath weakened again, and his complexion paled once more.

With a face full of shock, he looked at his staff plummeting rapidly. Unable to retrieve the staff in time, he quickly shifted his gaze back to Yang Haoran!

At this moment, Yang Haoran, still motionless, lay on the Yin Qi. His expressionless face, with clear visibility of the Waning Moon reflected in his pupils, now featured an additional element—a pitch-black moon hovering by his side.

The moon floated silently beside Yang Haoran, rotating gently in the cold moonlight, emitting faint glimmers.

Devoid of icy killing intent, lacking an overwhelming aura, and not exuding an unrivaled power fluctuation, it concealed its edge. Yet, it consistently exuded a mysterious presence, giving an unmistakable sense of significance.

Duda's face changed dramatically as he stared at the moon hovering next to Yang Haoran. His body involuntarily trembled.

"This is... this is his soul weapon! He succeeded!"

The astonished words had just fallen when, suddenly, a rift appeared in the center of Yang Haoran's forehead. Without any blood spilling, a black needle slowly emerged from the center of his brows—the very soul-scattering needle that Duda had planted within him!