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

"These spirits should be the purest existence in the world. But they are so abused by your Wang family. It is really sad and lamentable." There was a hint of coldness in Zhang Lingyu's voice. He looked in the direction of the Wang family, with a firm light shining in his eyes.

"Evil ways will eventually lead to the Wang family being punished by heaven. If you continue to pursue this kind of power, you will be on the road of no return sooner or later." Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power and moved everyone present.

Under the raging power of Shinto, those evil spirits gathered in Zhang Hao's hands like tamed beasts. The black mist in his hand continued to expand, becoming more and more majestic. And those spirits that originally belonged to Wang Erjun have completely lost their master's control at this moment and have become Zhang Hao's power.

Wang Erjun fell to the ground, his breath was exhausted and his expression was empty. He watched helplessly as his spirit was taken away, but he was unable to do anything. At this moment, he felt unprecedented despair and pain.

As the night gets darker, Zhang Hao stands tall in the wind like a goddess. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see through all the evil in the world. The rescued spirits were flying happily around him, as if celebrating the victory.

In that turbulent world, Zhang Hao's name shines like the brightest star in the night sky. Today, he once again used thunderous momentum to easily break Wang Erjun's self-proclaimed invincible spirit-obedience method, leaving everyone stunned.

"Wang Erjun, do you know that the method of obeying the spirits that you are so proud of is just a heretic and can't reach the level of elegance?" Zhang Hao's voice was cold and firm, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, washing everyone's souls. He waved his palm lightly, and an invisible force drew away all the devoured souls from Wang Erjun's body, just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves without leaving a trace.

Wang Erjun's soul let out a shrill scream as it was being torn apart. The sound was like a ghost's cry, which was horrifying. His face instantly turned pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and despair, as if he saw a future in which he was about to become a useless person.

Zhang Zhiyu and Zhang Mingdao stood aside and witnessed all this, and they were extremely shocked. They never thought that Zhang Hao was so powerful that he could easily break even Wang Erjun's spirit-conquering method. Their admiration for Zhang Hao arose spontaneously, as if they saw a rising star in the world.

"The method of subduing spirits is just to use external force to increase strength in a short period of time. However, after all, this external force is not your own. Once you lose it, you will fall into a place of eternal disaster." Zhang Hao said lightly, his tone full of sympathy for Wang Erjun. Pity and ridicule.

When Wang Erjun heard this, his expression was empty, as if all his soul had been taken away. He never thought that the method of subduing spirits that he was so proud of would be so vulnerable to Zhang Hao. He was filled with regret and unwillingness, but everything was irreversible.

When the Wang family disciples saw this, they all looked panicked. They never thought that Zhang Hao was so powerful that even Wang Erjun was no match for him. They began to wonder whether their own practice methods, like Wang Erjun's, had gone astray.

Feng Shayan stood aside with a mocking smile on her lips. Seeing the panic of the Wang family's disciples, he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart. He had long been dissatisfied with the fact that the Wang family claimed to be a well-known family but did evil things. Now that Zhang Hao had vented his anger on his behalf, he was naturally very happy.

"Disciples of the Wang family, have you ever thought about the true meaning of detaining the spirit and sending generals?" Feng Shayan's voice was clear and sweet, like the sound of nature, echoing in everyone's ears. He looked at the confused eyes of the Wang family's disciples and continued: "Sending generals to restrain spirits is to use the power of heaven and earth to drive the spirits of all things. But you misunderstood it as swallowing other people's souls and improving your own strength. It's really sad. sigh!"

Feng Zhenghao stood aside and silently observed all this. He looked at Zhang Hao's calm figure and couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart.

"Zhang Hao, what do you plan to do with these spirits that you extracted?" Wang Ye's voice broke the silence. He looked at the Yin spirits in the black mist, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly and said: "I will use the power of heaven and earth to save these spirits. Let them return to the space between heaven and earth and regain their freedom."

When Wang Ye heard this, he couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart. He never thought that Zhang Hao could be so kind and tolerant towards these spirits. He began to re-examine his understanding of Ju Ling's generals. Perhaps, the real Ju Ling's generals should be like this.

The night was like ink, Zhang Hao stood in front of the majestic power, like a lonely lighthouse, swaying in the violent storm. His eyes reflected the light of those spirits, like stars, bright and blurry.

"This power is enough to make me reach the sky in one step." He whispered to himself, but there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice. His heart was like an ocean ravaged by strong winds, with turbulent waves and difficulty in calming down.

"By swallowing them, I will have endless power, but... is this really what I want?" He raised his head and looked at the endless night sky, as if looking for the answer.

"Although the method of subduing spirits can greatly increase my strength, the way of devouring living beings is really disgusting." He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to crush all the struggles in his heart.

Finally, he took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. "I, Zhang Hao, do not rely on devouring living beings to increase my strength. I want to go my own way and pursue the supreme martial arts in my own way!"

Before he finished speaking, he moved, and a soft power emanated from him, wrapping those spirits in it. Those spirits seemed to feel his determination, and they chirped happily, as if to express their gratitude to him.

"You...you actually let them go!" Wang Ye's voice contained a hint of unbelievable anger. He watched helplessly as those spirits gradually disappeared into the night sky under Zhang Hao's guidance.

"Zhang Hao, do you know what these spirits mean to our Wang family? You let them go so easily!" Wang Ye's voice was full of pain and helplessness.

Feng Zhenghao, Feng Shayan, and Feng Xingtong also looked at each other. They never thought that Zhang Hao would make such a choice. They longed for the power of those spirits, but at this moment, they could only watch them leave.

"Brother Zhang, you...you really let them go?" Feng Zhenghao's voice contained a hint of admiration. He had never seen such a firm and decisive person. Zhang Hao's decision made him look at this young martial arts genius with admiration.

Tang Feifei stood aside and observed all this silently. There was a strange light in his eyes, as if he could see through Zhang Hao's heart. He knew that this decision was not easy for Zhang Hao, but he still chose his own path.

"Zhang Hao, you are indeed an interesting person." He whispered to himself, his voice full of expectation.

Feng Zhenghao followed Zhang Hao's instructions and took away the Wang family's children one by one. Although they were unwilling to do so, they did not dare to disobey Zhang Hao's decision. After all, in this world where martial arts is respected, strength is the confidence to speak.

Wang Ai witnessed all this on the surveillance camera, and his face was terrifyingly gloomy. He never thought that Zhang Hao would let those spirits go so easily, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to him.

"Zhang Hao...who are you?" He murmured to himself, his voice full of shock and helplessness. He knew that this young martial arts genius would be his biggest enemy in the future.

There was an uproar within the Wang family, and they were angry and dissatisfied with Zhang Hao's behavior. But Wang Ai knew that the anger and dissatisfaction at the moment could not change anything. He could only bear all this silently, while also thinking about how to stabilize the family's emotions and how to deal with Zhang Hao, a powerful enemy. Outside the ancient and dark ancestral hall of the Wang family, the autumn wind was bleak and the fallen leaves were falling. The old man from the Wang family was sitting in the corner of the ancestral hall, with a look of guilt on his face. He looked at the dimmed Soul-Restraining General Talisman in his hand, and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

"When did our Wang family become so dependent on external forces and forget our own secret skill, 'Shentu'?" the old man murmured to himself, his voice full of self-blame and reflection. He knew very well that the younger generation, under the protection of General Ju Ling, had long forgotten the true strength of the Wang family.

"It's time. I want to prepare a big gift for the younger generation of the Wang family." A trace of determination flashed in the old man's eyes. He stood up and slowly walked out of the ancestral hall.

At the same time, Wang Ai ordered to disperse the ambush of the Wang family's children outside the ancestral hall. The figures originally hidden in the darkness dispersed like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind. Zhang Hao and others traveled unimpeded and arrived at the door of the Wang Family Ancestral Hall.

There was a dead silence in the ancestral hall, as if even the air had solidified. A group of very senior old people sat quietly in the ancestral hall, their eyes revealing an indescribable majesty. Zhang Hao and others stood outside the door, feeling the sense of oppression emanating from the ancestral hall, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous in their hearts.

Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo looked at each other, a hint of alertness flashing in their eyes. They felt as if things were going too smoothly, as if someone had deliberately led them here.

"There seems to be a conspiracy here." Feng Zhenghao said in a low voice.

"Yes, we have to be careful." Liang Fuguo nodded and clenched his fists.

However, Wang Ye seemed extremely relaxed. He leaned lazily against the wall with a cynical smile on his lips.

"What are you afraid of? How can those soldiers and generals of the Wang family be our opponents?" Wang Ye said lightly.

"Having said that, Wang Ai is the head of the Wang family after all and should not be underestimated." Zhang Hao reminded.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Wang Ye patted his chest, looking confident.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath and decided to enter the hall alone. He took firm steps and walked towards the hall. Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo wanted to stop them, but Wang Ye stopped them.

"Let him go, he needs to face all this." Wang Ye said lightly.

Feng Zhenghao and Liang Fuguo looked at each other and sighed helplessly. They knew that Zhang Hao needed to face the Wang family's background and trump cards alone.

Just as Zhang Hao was about to step into the hall, Wang Ye suddenly stood up and strode towards him.

"Wait for me, I don't want to miss this good show." Wang Ye said with a smile.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Lingyu, Chen Duo, and Tang Feifei followed silently. Although they did not speak, their actions showed their support and trust in Zhang Hao.

The group stepped into the hall and saw Wang Ai sitting on the main seat, with a cold light shining in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Hao and others with a sneer on his lips.

"You are finally here." Wang Ai said coldly, "Today, I will let you see the true power of the Wang family!"

"Junior brother, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are ahead, I will fight side by side with you." Liang Fuguo's voice was firm and powerful, full of trust and support for his brothers.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the Feng family's ancestral hall was equally solemn. Feng Zhenghao, the head of the Feng family, faced the threat from the Wang family but showed no fear. He turned around and faced the younger generation of the family, Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong, with a firm light shining in his eyes.

"Our Feng family has never been a soft persimmon who can be bullied by others. No matter how powerful the Wang family is, we must straighten our backs and fight them to the end!" Feng Zhenghao's voice was sonorous and powerful, inspiring the family like a war drum. of everyone.

At this time, Zhang Hao stood outside the door of the ancestral hall, his eyes penetrated the dim night and fell on Feng Zhenghao. He looked at this brave head of the family and couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart. He knew that the reason why the Feng family could survive was precisely because of leaders like Feng Zhenghao.

"Master Feng, I deeply admire your courage and courage." Zhang Hao's voice was soft but firm, and his words were full of support and trust for the Feng family.

However, the terror of the Wang family shrouds the entire alien world like a shadow. Wang Ai, the head of the Wang family, had a deep hatred for Zhang Hao. He has been looking for opportunities to put Zhang Hao to death.

The moment Zhang Hao and others stepped into the ancestral hall, Wang Ai's sarcasm came like a sharp arrow. He stood on the high platform of the ancestral hall, overlooking the people below, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Zhang Hao, how dare you step into the ancestral hall of my Wang family? You are really throwing yourself into a trap!" Wang Ai's voice was cold and harsh, full of ridicule and threats to Zhang Hao.

However, Zhang Hao was not afraid. He raised his head and looked directly into Wang Ai's eyes, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Wang Ai, do you think your Wang family can scare me? Let me tell you, I, Zhang Hao, have never been scared!" Zhang Hao's voice was firm and powerful, and his eyes were full of confidence and determination.

Wang Ai was so angry at Zhang Hao's words that he roared angrily and rushed towards Zhang Hao in a flash. However, Zhang Hao was well prepared. He easily dodged Wang Ai's attack with a single movement of his body.

"Wang Ai, do you think your strength can suppress me? I tell you, today is the end of you!" Zhang Hao's voice was full of murderous intent and determination. (End of chapter)