“Wang Ai, what are you trying to do?!”
Tian Jin Zhong was terrified, with the potential to win a Best Actor award for his portrayal of a terrified man.
He could clearly sense the black energy emanating from Wang Ai, greatly restricting his spirit body.
It almost left him powerless to resist!
“What am I trying to do?”
Wang Ai chuckled, his eyes flickering with intermittent light, like a faulty bulb.
This was a sign of practicing the Spirit Restraining and Soul Commanding technique.
Unfortunately, he was only practicing a broken version of Spirit Restraining and Soul Commanding, his power was very unstable.
Wang Ai licked his lips, seeming to have a great appetite for Tian Jin Zhong’s spirit body.
“Seventh level Ghost Cultivator, this will be a delicious meal, though not as grand as a Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, it should make me very happy!”
“You want to eat me?”
Tian Jin Zhong took two steps back, shocked by this outlandish statement.
“Wang Ai, you are one of the Ten Masters, how can you take the evil path of devouring spirit bodies? Aren't you afraid of becoming a target of the Underworld and being condemned?”
“Condemned by the Underworld? Hahaha, what can those incompetent Soul Guardians and Ferrymen do to me?”
Wang Ai laughed triumphantly and arrogantly.
“My senior brother will not let you get away with this!” Tian Jin Zhong threatened.
This seemed to have an effect on Wang Ai.
He frowned and stopped.
A moment later.
Wang Ai suddenly burst into unrestrained laughter.
“Hahaha, the Heavenly Master? No, Zhang Zhi Wei, do you think I’m afraid of him?”
In an instant.
A powerful aura erupted from Wang Ai, rolling waves roared outward, blowing everything in the room into disarray.
Even Fang Yang couldn’t withstand the pressure and took a step back.
Such a strong aura, this is not something an Eighth level Cultivator could possess!
“The world only knows that Zhang Zhi Wei is the only Ninth level Cultivator among the 異人… but who knows that I, Wang Ai, have also ascended to Ninth level!”
“Moreover, I am younger than that old geezer Zhang Zhi Wei, if we were to fight, it’s still uncertain who would win!”
Goodness gracious.
Who gave Wang Ai the courage to challenge the Heavenly Master?
Fang Yang secretly glanced at the Heavenly Master disguised as a Daoist boy.
Seeing the old man’s amused expression, he knew that he was watching Wang Ai’s performance like a monkey show.
“You’ve actually reached Ninth level?”
Now, Tian Jin Zhong was truly surprised.
“Yes, half a year ago, I quietly ascended to Ninth level Cultivator!”
Wang Ai was smug.
All along, his ascension to Ninth level was only known to a few core members of the Wang family.
Such a joyous event, yet he had to temporarily endure it, like a beautiful garment hidden in the night.
Wang Ai had been holding back for a long time.
Now.
He had decided that Tian Jin Zhong was a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at any time.
So he couldn’t help but brag to his prey.
As for the other three people in the room.
Wang Ai didn’t even bother to consider them.
After devouring Tian Jin Zhong, he would easily kill those three little brats!
“Since my grandfather obtained half of the Spirit Restraining and Soul Commanding technique from Feng Tian Yang’s remnant soul, after two generations of effort from our Wang family, we finally understood the method of Subduing Spirits!”
“We can enhance our cultivation by devouring spirit bodies… the feeling is so wonderful!”
“Daoist Tian, you are not the first Seventh level spirit I have devoured, I’ve even devoured an Eighth level Dragon Soul, the night before I ascended to Ninth level!”
“That taste… was the most delicious spirit body I have ever eaten in my life!”
A drop of saliva dripped from the corner of Wang Ai’s mouth.
Eighth level Dragon Soul?
Sounds pretty impressive!
Fang Yang secretly used Spirit Restraining and Soul Commanding, carefully sensing Wang Ai’s soul.
Wang Ai was oblivious to this.
In his perception, Wang Ai’s soul was entangled with hundreds and thousands of resentments.
Each resentment represented a spirit body he had devoured.
The black resentment had almost completely stained Wang Ai’s white life soul black.
And in this pitch black world, a golden dragon shadow appeared in Fang Yang’s perception.
Dragon Soul!
Fang Yang’s heart skipped a beat, he calmly observed the Dragon Soul.
Its entire body was covered in black chains, every time it tried to break free from Wang Ai’s soul, it was pulled back by the chains.
With each tug, a dragon scale would fall from the Dragon Soul, merging into Wang Ai’s soul.
Those dragon scales were fragments of the Dragon Soul!
When all the scales fell off, it would be the time when the Dragon Soul was completely absorbed by Wang Ai.
At this time.
The Heavenly Master disguised as a Daoist boy couldn’t help but speak up.
“The soul of the Li Jiang Dragon King was actually devoured by you?”
“Half a year ago, the Ancestor Heavenly Master issued a decree, saying that the Li Jiang Dragon King was sent to the Dragon Slaying Platform for his crimes against the heavens!”
“Originally, his Dragon Soul should have gone to the Underworld for reincarnation, but it was nowhere to be found, the Ancestor Heavenly Master asked us to search for it in the human world, but we never found the Dragon Soul, so it was actually devoured by you?”
Wang Ai was still gloating, he didn’t notice the little Daoist boy beside him.
“That’s right!”
“I was stuck at the peak of Eighth level for many years, but I couldn’t find a way to ascend to Ninth level, so I set my sights on those divine beasts with powerful souls.”
“Kirin and Phoenix are secluded, the easiest to find are dragons, because every major river and lake has a Dragon King!”
“Our Wang family is the most well-informed of the Four Great Families, we heard that the Li Jiang Dragon King was a gambler, so we repeatedly lured him into gambling!”
“When he took the bait, we gambled against the Heavens with him!”
“In order to win me, he intentionally made it rain less than two inches and four point eight by a hundredth of an inch the next day, and was immediately sent to the Dragon Slaying Platform!”
“That day, it rained heavily in the Li Jiang area, with a great deal of thunder.”
“The rain was slightly red, it even made the news? Ordinary people didn’t know that the rain was mixed with dragon blood!”
“I knew that the Li Jiang Dragon King would not be willing to let it go, he would come for revenge, so I set a trap in advance, captured the Dragon Soul in one fell swoop, and devoured it.”
“After devouring the Dragon Soul, I successfully ascended to Ninth level!”
This was Wang Ai’s most proud scheme and plan in the past ten years, he liked to share it with others.
Of course.
To avoid revealing this secret, he would eliminate everyone present.
“I see!”
The Heavenly Master disguised as a Daoist boy suddenly understood.
Wang Ai’s expression froze for a moment.
A sense of danger enveloped his heart.
Without thinking, he leaped into the courtyard and turned to flee.
Fang Yang’s eyes shone with a brilliant silver light, black energy floated around him, his speed was faster than Wang Ai’s, instantly catching up to him.
The black energy wrapped around Wang Ai’s soul.
“Stop!”
Fang Yang shouted softly, Wang Ai was as if he had been cast under a Petrification Spell, motionless.
But his muscles were tense, ready to break free from control at any moment!
After all, this was a Ninth level Cultivator, even if Fang Yang used Spirit Restraining and Soul Commanding, he wouldn’t be able to control him for long.
Just like Wang Ye using Disorderly Gold, he only restrained the Heavenly Master for a moment.
But Wang Ai was far inferior to the Heavenly Master.
Therefore, Fang Yang could control him for a longer time.
This was enough!
The next moment.
The Heavenly Master instantly appeared behind Wang Ai, placed his palm on his head, and pressed down gently.
Boom!
Wang Ai’s head made intimate contact with the earth.
The ground within a hundred meters shattered, even the house collapsed for several rooms.
“Ugh, I was thinking of being gentler, but I couldn’t control myself.”
The Heavenly Master pulled Wang Ai up.
“You called me an old geezer?”
“And you said if we were to fight, it’s still uncertain who would win?”
“You really know how to talk big!”
Wang Ai, whose head was bleeding, looked at the Heavenly Master in front of him, his heart trembled.
But he couldn’t care less about being afraid of the Heavenly Master, he quickly turned his head to look at Fang Yang.
“Kid… you, what technique did you just use?”
That technique felt familiar to him!
But also strange!
He vaguely had some guesses, but he dared not confirm.
He could only stare at Fang Yang with his eyes, waiting for an answer.
Fang Yang smiled slightly.
“Of course it’s one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques you so desperately want… Spirit Restraining and Soul Commanding!”
Pff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Ai’s mouth.
He felt a sudden surge of heat that made him faint.
Fang Yang shrugged.
Ninth level, is this all?