Chapter 271: Gathering Yin in the Water

The three Spirit Police, including Deputy Captain Zhou, wore expressions of sorrow on their faces. For them, their fellow Spirit Police were not just colleagues, but brothers who faced life and death together. The deaths of their comrades weighed heavily on their hearts.

Although they had known of their deaths before arriving, witnessing their lifeless bodies made it difficult for them to accept.

Two Spirit Police were already dead, and the reason they could move, speak, and even attack like normal people was due to a force controlling them.

Judging by the intense Yin Qi emanating from them, the controlling force was a powerful ghost.

Among ghosts, undead and evil spirits lacked this ability. To possess such power, they had to at least reach the level of a malevolent spirit!

In other words, the ghosts currently controlling the deceased Spirit Police were at least malevolent spirits!

The other three Spirit Police were still immersed in grief and hadn't realized this. However, Deputy Captain Zhou, though saddened, recognized the seriousness of the situation.

Just as he was about to remind the three Spirit Police to be cautious, the surface of the black water pool suddenly broke, and a dark figure shot towards one of the Spirit Police.

Simultaneously, the Yin Qi on the two Spirit Police restrained by chains suddenly intensified more than twofold. Their struggles became more intense, and the chains showed signs of breaking.

Yang Haoran didn't bother with the two restrained individuals. Even if their power had increased, it was unrealistic to expect them to immediately shatter the chains made of his Yin spirit power. So, he focused his attention on the dark figure rushing out of the black water pool.

The shadow suddenly emerged from the black water pool. Yang Haoran's face showed no surprise; he seemed to have anticipated such an event and made preparations in advance. As the shadow charged towards the Spirit Police, who hadn't reacted yet, Yang Haoran acted!

Several thick black chains appeared out of thin air, forming a large net behind the Spirit Police. The shadow collided into this net.

The chains moved rapidly, making a rustling sound. This net, formed by several chains, suddenly contracted, trapping the shadow within.

This person was none other than another deceased Spirit Police.

Drenched and pale, he had clearly been submerged in the water for some time. Water plants clung to his body, and he was enveloped in a thick layer of Yin Qi, just like the other two Spirit Police. At this moment, his expression was fierce and crazed, as if he intended to devour someone.

"Deputy Captain Zhou, I'll leave these three to you. I'll check the water pool."

Although these three Spirit Police were dead, they were Spirit Police in their past lives. Yang Haoran didn't want to interfere in such matters. If he mishandled the situation and harmed the bodies of the three, he wouldn't know how to explain to the Spirit Police later. So, he decided to bind the three with chains and hand them over to Deputy Captain Zhou. The decision on how to deal with them was entirely up to Deputy Captain Zhou.

Unless this malevolent spirit's strength far surpassed Zhong Siyu, and it was right here in the water pool, could the Yin Qi become so intense.

However, Yang Haoran found it challenging to imagine how powerful this malevolent spirit must be to make the Yin Qi in the black water pool so intense.

Thinking about this, Yang Haoran became extremely vigilant. His expression became serious. If the ghost was as he suspected, his situation could be dangerous.

The reason was simple – this kind of ghost was not something he, at his current level, could provoke. Once facing such a ghost, this Burial Master might end up being buried by the ghost.

Yang Haoran didn't immediately escape, and his body continued sinking. However, he had already prepared for escape. If the opponent was as formidable as he guessed, he would tear through space and escape at the first opportunity.

This course of action would undoubtedly be embarrassing, but when it came to life and death, which was more important?

How others thought and what choices they would make, Yang Haoran didn't know. Still, he knew he would make what he considered the right choice.

Just as Yang Haoran was having these thoughts, he suddenly felt a surge of power rapidly approaching him.

Sensing the approaching power fluctuation, Yang Haoran's first thought was to retreat. After all, he didn't want to lose his life here.

However, in the next moment, he froze. It wasn't that the opponent had cut off his escape route, but the power fluctuation wasn't as terrifying as he had imagined.

The power fluctuation was indeed strong, but it was far from being able to force him to retreat without a fight.

This situation might be due to the opponent hiding their strength, or perhaps... the opponent's strength was already like this, and he had initially overestimated their power.

The idea of an immediate escape was temporarily dispelled, but Yang Haoran didn't relax his vigilance. He remained prepared to tear through space and escape at any moment.

A shadow shot up from below at a high speed. The resistance of the water seemed nonexistent in its path, and its target was Yang Haoran, who was still descending.

Yang Haoran's expression became serious. His body halted, ceasing its descent.

"Ghost Eye! Open!"