One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

"What a move to arrest the spirit and dispatch the general!" Zhang Hao couldn't help but admired when he saw this. He turned to look at Feng Zhenghao, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, "Brother Feng is indeed worthy of his reputation. The level of this general is extraordinary."

Hearing this, Feng Zhenghao waved his hand modestly: "Brother Zhang, thank you for your praise. Compared with your methods, how can my moral character be nothing?"

Liang Fuguo looked on stunned, he had never seen such a powerful method. He exclaimed: "Is this one of the Eight Wonders of the Spirit-Restraining General? It is indeed well-deserved! These evil spirits are like ants in front of Brother Feng!"

However, just as everyone was marveling, a burst of angry accusations suddenly came from Wangjia Village: "Feng Zhenghao! How dare you violate your oath! You are ungrateful! If your grandfather Feng Tianyang is alive in heaven, he will definitely be killed by you. I’m so angry!”

Feng Zhenghao's face darkened when he heard this. He did not directly respond to the Wang family's accusations, but a hint of determination flashed in his deep eyes. He knew that if he embarked on this path, he was destined to be the enemy of the Wang family. But he does not regret his choice because he believes that his path is the right one.

"Hmph!" Feng Zhenghao snorted coldly and ignored the Wang family's accusations. He turned to look at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Let's move on. These evil spirits are just appetizers. The real challenge is yet to come."

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. They know that this adventure has just begun and there is still a long way to go. But they also believe that as long as they unite as one, they can overcome all difficulties!
Under the cover of thick fog, Wang Er's army was like a fierce tiger, leading dozens of Wang family's children, slowly walking out of the darkness. Their faces were etched with deep anger, and their eyes were burning, staring at the figure in front of them - Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao, the direct descendant of the Feng family, seemed extremely calm at the moment. He frowned slightly, as if he had anticipated the hostility towards the Wang family's children. The children of the Wang family were full of hostility towards him because of a special skill called "Ling Ji Sending General". This spirit-binding general is the supreme method for controlling spiritual bodies, but in front of Feng Zhenghao, it seems to have lost its effectiveness.

"The Wang family is so shameless!" Feng Shayan, Feng Zhenghao's daughter, was the first to break the silence.

His eyes widened and his voice was filled with anger. Feng Xingtong, another young member of the Feng family, followed closely behind and echoed with indignation: "That is, they Wang family robbed us by force, and our Feng family can only endure hardships!"

When Wang Erjun heard this, a sneer appeared on his lips. He walked forward slowly, his voice cold and firm: "Juniors of the Feng family, what do you know? This General of Juling was originally dedicated to our Wang family by Feng Tianyang!"

As soon as these words came out, the Wang family's children suddenly became energetic, as if they had found the strength to support their beliefs. However, Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong became even more angry. They shouted back, their voices filled with unyielding defiance.

At this moment, Wang Erjun suddenly moved. He formed a seal with his hands and muttered words. He saw that the faces of the Wang family disciples surrounding him were all pale, as if their souls had been sucked away by something. It turns out that what Wang Erjun used was the real way to restrain spirits and dispatch generals - the method of obeying spirits!
This method of subduing spirits is a method of swallowing evil spirits to enhance one's own strength. Wang Erjun devoured the spiritual bodies of the Wang family's children mercilessly, as if they were just tools for him to increase his strength. And those disciples who were devoured, although their hearts were full of anger and unwillingness, they could only bear it silently in front of this powerful force.

Zhang Hao, a bystander, was watching this scene with interest. He gently stroked his chin, his eyes flashing with thought. Although this method of subduing spirits is extremely powerful, it also has huge drawbacks. Once used excessively, it will suffer indescribable backlash. Zhang Hao knew this, so he had no intention of stopping Wang Erjun.

"This method of subduing spirits is indeed well-deserved." Zhang Hao sighed, his voice full of emotion, "But is such power really worth pursuing?" He thought of the people he had seen who went to destruction because of the pursuit of power. People can't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in their hearts.

"Juniors of the Feng family, have you seen this?" After Wang Erjun devoured the spirit body of the last disciple, he turned around triumphantly, "This is the real spirit-restraining general! You, the Feng family, will never be able to compare. Come to our Wang family!”

When Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong heard this, their faces suddenly turned pale. They looked at the companions who once fought side by side, but now became the victims of Wang Erjun's increased strength, and their hearts were filled with endless grief and anger.

However, at this moment, a gust of breeze blew by, taking away the thick fog and dust. Feng Zhenghao's figure looked more determined and calm in the sunshine. He slowly walked forward and stared at Wang Erjun with burning eyes: "Wang Erjun, do you think you won? The real battle has just begun!"

There is a secret technique called "The Method of Serving Spirits" circulated in the alien world, which is said to allow people to gain power beyond mortals in an instant. However, as the old proverb goes: "There is no free lunch." Behind any power, there is an unknown price.

Zhang Hao was full of curiosity about the "method of serving spirits".

He stood next to Feng Zhenghao, his eyes fixed on the figure in front of him who was devouring spiritual energy crazily - Wang Erjun. His eyes shone with determination, as if he wanted to see through the nature of this power.

"You see, this is the power of the 'Spirit-Serving Method'." Feng Zhenghao whispered, his voice full of worry. The power of Wang Erjun is growing at an alarming rate, like a beast about to awaken, which makes people shudder.

"If he continues like this, he will lose control sooner or later." Liang Fuguo, a Taoist priest who has been around for a long time, frowned, and his worry was palpable. He is well aware of the horror of the "method of serving the spirit". Once the power is out of control, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhang Hao seemed unusually calm. He quietly observed Wang Erjun, as if looking for something. He had his own plan in mind, and he wanted to personally observe the cost of this "method of serving the spirit".

"Brother Feng, what are your plans?" Zhang Hao turned to ask Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He said slowly: "I plan to use my 'soul-pulling technique' to pull the souls of everyone in the Wang family on the opposite side, trying to prevent Wang's army from continuing to devour them."

Zhang Hao nodded in agreement. He knew that this was the only way at the moment. However, he also knew that this was not a long-term solution.

As Feng Zhenghao's "Soul Drawing Technique" was performed, Wang Erjun's movements began to become sluggish. However, the madness in his eyes became more intense. He seemed to have fallen into a state of madness, and his desire for power made him unable to extricate himself.

"He has started to lose control." Liang Fuguo's voice was full of panic. Looking at Wang Erjun's twisted face, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Zhang Hao seemed to have seen something. He stared closely into Wang Erjun's eyes, his eyes flashing with sharp light. He said slowly: "This is the price of the 'method of subduing the spirit'. He forcibly mixed the spirit into his own soul and gained strength, but he was also affected by the spirit. His soul was being manipulated by the evil spirit. eroded by emotions and thoughts.”

Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo both fell silent when they heard this. They knew that Zhang Hao was right. Although Wang Erjun's power is powerful, his soul has become twisted and chaotic.

"Then what should we do?" Liang Fuguo asked anxiously.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and said slowly: "The only way is for him to completely digest these spirits and erase their emotions and thoughts. Only in this way can he regain his soul."

Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo both nodded, knowing that this would be a difficult battle. However, they also know that they must do this for the sake of the peace of the world. The night is getting darker, and the turmoil in the world is still going on. Zhang Hao, Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo will also continue their journey to find a solution to the "method of serving spirits"...

Deep in the Wang family's mansion, the night was dark and the wind was howling, as if foreshadowing the coming storm. Wang Erjun, the once gentle and gentle son of the Wang family, now has his eyes filled with green light, and his whole body exudes a violent and manic aura, like an enraged beast.

"Get back! Everyone, get back!" His voice was low and hoarse, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell, with endless majesty and fear. The disciples of the Wang family retreated one after another, not daring to approach this furious demon.

In mid-air, evil spirits surged towards Feng Zhenghao like a turbulent wave. Feng Zhenghao's face was solemn and his figure was like a pine tree. Facing this surging evil spirit, he seemed to be struggling, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"Feng Zhenghao, you can't escape this disaster today!" Wang Erjun laughed wildly, his voice full of pride and madness.

At this moment, Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong stepped forward. They used the unique skills of arresting spirits and sending generals to try to help Feng Zhenghao fight against the evil spirits. However, the power of the evil spirit is too powerful, and the three of them are unable to do it together.

"Hmph, you guys also want to stop me?" Wang Erjun sneered, forming a seal with his hands, and the evil spirit's power surged again.

At this moment, a clear voice came: "Wang Erjun, you are so violent, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

Zhang Hao waved his sleeves gently, and a burst of divine power instantly erupted, and the raging evil spirits were instantly calmed down by his power.

"Zhang Hao!" Wang Erjun's expression changed, obviously he didn't expect him to appear here.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said: "Wang Erjun, you are really pathetic for sacrificing the lives of the Wang family's children for the sake of strength."

Wang Erjun snorted coldly and said: "Power is everything! As long as I have enough power, I can control everything!"

After saying that, he activated the evil spirit again and launched an attack on Zhang Hao. However, Zhang Hao was not afraid at all. He waved his sleeves gently, and a powerful Qi current swallowed the evil spirit instantly.

"You...you can also control spirits and dispatch generals?" Wang Erjun looked at Zhang Hao in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhang Hao smiled faintly and said: "Ju Ling's general is just a little Dao'er. If you can let go of your obsession, you may still be able to achieve something."

Wang Erjun was furious when he heard this. He devoured the evil spirits crazily, trying to reach the peak of arresting spirits and dispatching generals. He ordered the Wang family's children to summon their own spirits for him to devour. The children of the Wang family were too afraid to disobey his orders, so they summoned their own spirits for him to devour.

"Wang Erjun, you are so crazy, aren't you afraid of losing yourself?" Zhang Hao looked at Wang Erjun, his eyes full of worry.

Wang Erjun didn't care, he sneered: "Losing yourself? As long as you have power, it doesn't matter if you lose anything!"

Zhang Hao sighed and said, "In that case, I can only stop you."

After saying that, he flashed and appeared in front of Wang Erjun. The two exchanged several moves, and Wang Erjun gradually lost ground. In the end, with the help of Zhang Hao, Feng Zhenghao and the others successfully subdued Wang Erjun.

Wang Erjun fell to the ground, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger. He looked at Zhang Hao and said, "Why do you want to stop me? Is it wrong for me to pursue power?"

Zhang Hao shook his head and said: "There is nothing wrong with pursuing power, but you cannot sacrifice everything for power. If you can let go of your obsessions, you may be able to find your true self."

Wang Erjun was silent after hearing this, and finally lowered his head.

Under the vast night, Zhang Hao stood alone in the wind, his eyes flashing with deep disgust for the "method of subduing spirits". It was not an ordinary disgust, but a hatred originating from the depths of the soul, as if he had seen the most unforgivable sin in the world.

"These spirits were mostly humans when they were alive, but now they are so abused by you. How is it any different from cannibalism?" His voice was low and cold, as if coming from under the Nine Netherworld, with endless sadness.

Wang Erjun stood opposite him, greed and fear flashing in his eyes. He tried to use the so-called "retaining spirits and sending generals" technique to bring more spirits under his control, but at this moment, he felt an unprecedented crisis.

Zhang Hao raised his hand gently, and a majestic power of Shinto burst out instantly, suppressing Wang Er's army like a violent storm. The power was so strong that even the heaven and earth seemed to change color.

"Ah——" Wang Erjun roared in horror. He watched helplessly as his soul was ruthlessly taken away by Zhang Hao. He tried with all his strength to summon the spirit back, but the power of the Shinto was too powerful, and his efforts were in vain.

Suddenly, endless black energy spurted out from Wang Erjun's mouth, accompanied by countless ferocious grimaces. Each of those ghostly faces represents the evil spirits that have broken away from his soul. They are screaming and struggling, trying to escape from this endless darkness.

"This is... this is..." Liang Fuguo, Zhang Lingyu and others looked at the scene in front of them and were so shocked that they were speechless. They had never seen such a strange scene, as if they were in hell.

Wang also stood aside, his eyes shining with admiration. He looked at Zhang Hao and said in a low voice: "Miss Zhang's power is really breathtaking. I am afraid that Wang Er's army has been hollowed out now."

Zhang Hao did not answer, his eyes were always fixed on the struggling evil spirits. Under the power of his Shinto, those evil spirits seemed to have lost all their power and could only be at his mercy. (End of chapter)