The Ferocious God in the Celestial Master's Mansion

Wang Ai's fingers gripped the dragon head carving at the top of his cane tightly, his fingertips sinking deep into the cold jade patterns. The bustling traffic outside the window was nothing more than blurry blocks of color to him; his mind was filled with the frustration and anger he had been feeling lately.

Ever since the Luotian Grand Ceremony at Longhu Mountain, nothing has gone smoothly for him. He had hoped to use the event to find out the details of Zhang Chulan's "Qi Body Source Flow," and ideally, to obtain it through coercion and enticement, but his plans were ruined by Xu San and Xu Si from the All-Knowing Talkers. Then, his highly anticipated grandson, Wang Bing, was severely injured by Zhang Lingyu in the arena and remains unconscious, becoming a laughingstock in the supernatural community. And that wasn't all; Zhang Yulei, that old monster who had been in seclusion for seventy years, suddenly jumped out, slapped the Wang family's face to pieces, and pointed his finger at him, cursing him for being arrogant and ignorant. Now, even Wang Ye, who was expelled from Wudang, dares to ride roughshod over him, instigating a group of thugs to threaten him with Wang Bing's photo—how could he swallow this insult?

"Bing'er..." Wang Ai turned around and slowly walked to the bedside. Looking at her grandson's pale face, a trace of obsessive madness flashed in her cloudy eyes. "Don't worry, Grandpa promises you, whatever you want, Grandpa will get it for you. What is the Qi Source Flow? What is Feng Hou Qi Men? In the future, half of this world of supernatural beings should be yours..."

His voice grew lower and lower, carrying a chilling tenderness, as if stating an established fact.

Just then, the cell phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated violently, breaking the deathly silence in the ward.

Wang Ai's face turned deathly pale in an instant, even more so than Wang Bing's on his sickbed. This number was the emergency contact number reserved for the Wang family's forbidden area; apart from the assassins outside the ancestral hall, no one knew it!

He pulled out his phone with trembling hands, and a short message popped up on the screen: "Forbidden area trespassed, return immediately!"

"Damn it!" Wang Ai gripped her phone tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, the screen cracking loudly under her hand. "Who has the audacity to trespass on the Wang family's forbidden territory?!"

That forbidden area holds the Wang family's greatest secret, the foundation he has painstakingly built over decades, more important than Wang Bing's life! Once exposed, not only would he lose his position among the Ten Elders, but the entire Wang family might be attacked by the entire world of supernatural beings!

He no longer cared about Wang Bing on the hospital bed, and even forgot his earlier vow to "avenge his grandson." He turned and rushed out of the ward. His cane dragged on the floor with a screeching sound, knocking over trash cans in the corridor and drawing surprised glances from the nurses, but he didn't even turn his head back.

"Get the car ready! Get the car ready! We're going home!" Wang Ai rushed downstairs at the hospital and yelled at the driver who was already waiting there. Her voice was trembling with rage. "Hurry! Now! Immediately!"

The driver was startled by his ferocious appearance and dared not delay. He quickly started the car, and the black sedan shot off like an arrow, speeding towards the Wang family mansion.

Inside the carriage, Wang Ai's chest heaved violently, his eyes burning with rage. He had already conceived hundreds of ways to torture the intruder—extracting his soul and refining his spirit, skinning him and pulling out his tendons, turning him into an evil spirit that the Wang family would forever command, making him wish he were dead!

Meanwhile, behind the hidden door of the abandoned ancestral hall of the Wang family.

Zhang Yulei stood in a nauseating space, his brows furrowed, his aura trembling slightly from suppressed anger.

He underestimated the Wang family's ruthlessness.

Behind the hidden door was a huge stone chamber, its walls inlaid with countless bronze jars, each half-submerged in a dark red liquid, within which one could vaguely see the outlines of indistinct human figures curled up. The air was thick with the stench of blood and decay, mixed with a strange smell reminiscent of burning cinnabar and talismans, making one feel dizzy.

In the center of the stone chamber stood a stone platform ten feet high, inscribed with intricate blood-red runes, identical to the "Soul-Locking Runes" on the hidden door, only denser and more eerie. Amidst the runes floated a cloud of pitch-black mist, within which countless pale human faces struggled and screamed, emanating a chilling aura a hundred times stronger than that emanating from Wang Ai!

"A living soul... they actually used a living soul for sacrifice..." Zhang Yulei's voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light.

He could sense that those bronze jars contained the souls of living beings who had been torn apart, many of them still retaining faint consciousness and enduring endless pain. The black mist in the center of the stone platform was clearly an evil entity formed from countless living souls, emanating a resentment powerful enough to erode the mind.

"Spirit Binding and Commanding... Wang Ai, you've committed such atrocities for this extraordinary skill!"

Zhang Yulei had seen records of "spirit cultivation" in ancient books from Longhu Mountain. The books said that although this technique could rapidly increase strength, it was extremely easy to suffer a backlash from the spirit and fall into the demonic path. He originally thought that the Wang family would at most use animal spirits or naturally formed monsters for cultivation, but he never expected that they would dare to use living people!

Compared to those Japanese Onmyoji who manipulated shikigami back then, the Wang family's methods were not only cruel, but downright insane!

He walked slowly toward the stone platform, each step landing precisely on the gaps between the runes, avoiding the patterns that emanated an eerie power. The closer he got to the platform, the denser the chilling aura around him grew, and he seemed to hear the wails of countless wronged souls trying to penetrate his consciousness and shake his mind.

"How dare you be so presumptuous, you mere evil spirits?" Zhang Yulei snorted coldly, and the Golden Light Mantra in his body quietly began to circulate. A faint golden halo enveloped his entire body, isolating him from the evil aura.

His gaze fell on the black mist on the stone platform, and he could clearly sense that at the core of this black mist was an exceptionally powerful spirit.

Just as he was pondering, the black mist suddenly surged violently, and countless pale faces roared and pounced towards him, carrying a chilling aura and resentment.

"You're courting death!" Zhang Yulei's eyes flashed, and with a flick of his finger, a wisp of condensed golden light shot towards the black mist.

"Sizzle—!"

The moment the golden light touched the black mist, it produced a sound like hot oil meeting water. The black mist was scorched by the golden light into a wisp of smoke, emitting a piercing scream. The faces of the people rushing towards them melted away instantly, like snow meeting the sun.

The black mist suddenly contracted backward, seemingly extremely wary of Zhang Yulei's golden light.

Zhang Yulei did not press his advantage, but instead carefully observed the black mist's reaction. Although this evil entity was powerful, it lacked independent consciousness and was more like a puppet being controlled by someone.

"It seems there's someone pulling the strings behind the scenes." He realized this and scanned the stone chamber, trying to find traces of the manipulator.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the stone chamber, accompanied by Wang Ai's furious roar: "Which blind bastard dares to trespass on my Wang family's forbidden area?! Come out and face your death!"

Zhang Yulei turned around, looking at Wang Ai who rushed in with murderous intent, and the dozen or so powerful superhumans following behind him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Wang Ai, you've come at the perfect time."

When Wang Ai saw Zhang Yulei, she was first taken aback, then her eyes blazed with even more intense anger: "It's you? Zhang Yulei! You old bastard, how dare you scheme against me! So that's why you suddenly came to cause trouble for me, you've been eyeing my Wang family's forbidden area all along!"

He was convinced that Zhang Yulei had deliberately come to provoke him and divert his attention, in order to trespass into the forbidden area!

"Trying to frame you?" Zhang Yulei sneered, pointing to the bronze jars and the black mist on the stone platform. "Your Wang family has committed such heinous acts, and you're afraid of others seeing it? Wang Ai, look at these souls you've imprisoned, look at this evil thing refined from living people, can you sleep at night?"

Wang Ai's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure: "Nonsense! How dare you, an outsider, interfere in the forbidden area of ​​my Wang family? Zhang Yulei, you have trespassed into the forbidden area of ​​my Wang family and destroyed my alchemy. Today, I will make you pay the price!"

He didn't want Zhang Yulei to continue; if these secrets were exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable. He swung his cane sharply: "Go! Take this old bastard down! Dead or alive!"

The dozen or so extraordinary individuals behind him immediately activated their Qi and pounced towards Zhang Yulei. These were all elite assassins carefully trained by the Wang family, each possessing formidable strength, ruthless attacks, and deadly strikes.

Looking at the approaching crowd, Zhang Yulei's eyes showed no fear, only deep disappointment and anger.

"Stubborn and obstinate."

He moved slightly, advancing instead of retreating, and took the initiative to meet the assassins. He formed a hand seal, and the Golden Light Mantra was activated to its fullest extent. His whole body was like a golden sun, radiating dazzling light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With several muffled thuds, the few assassins at the forefront were blasted away by the golden light erupting from Zhang Yulei before they could even get close. They coughed up blood and their fates were unknown.

"What?!" Wang Ai's pupils shrank, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. These assassins were his elite troops; even heirs from ordinary large families or sects would have to put in some effort to deal with them. He never expected that they would be so easily defeated in front of Zhang Yulei!

"Wang Ai, considering we are both from the same generation, I'll give you one more chance." Zhang Yulei's voice was like a booming bell, echoing throughout the stone chamber. "Hand over all the imprisoned souls, destroy this evil thing, and I can spare your Wang family this time."

"Spare my Wang family?" Wang Ai laughed maniacally, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Zhang Yulei, who do you think you are? The Celestial Master? Even if Zhang Zhiwei came today, he couldn't save you! Kill him! Kill him!"

The remaining assassins exchanged glances, a flicker of fear in their eyes, but they still steeled themselves and charged forward. They knew that retreating meant certain death, so they might as well fight.

Zhang Yulei sighed, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes disappeared.

"Since you remain obstinate, then don't blame me for acting on behalf of Heaven."

He held back, his figure weaving through the assassins like a ghost. Wherever his golden light spell passed, screams rose and fell. The assassins' attacks were like tickling him, unable to break through his defenses.

Wang Ai watched his carefully trained assassins fall one by one, his heart aching with pain, yet he was utterly helpless. Zhang Yulei's strength had already exceeded his comprehension!

"Zhang Yulei! Don't push me!" Wang Ai roared, pulling a small black cauldron from his robes. "Do you really think the Wang family has no trump cards? This is the 'Soul Gathering Cauldron,' forged over decades by my Wang family. It can gather Yin spirits; even you won't escape unscathed!"

He poured his Qi into the small cauldron, and the cauldron instantly burst forth with dense black energy. Countless mournful cries emanated from the cauldron, and the temperature of the entire stone chamber dropped several degrees.

Zhang Yulei stared at the Soul Gathering Cauldron, his expression turning solemn. The sinister power contained within this cauldron was several times stronger than the black mist on the stone platform; it was clearly an evil artifact forged from countless living souls!

"It seems that keeping you in this world will only bring trouble in the end." Zhang Yulei's tone turned completely cold, and the Qi in his body began to circulate wildly. A powerful aura soared into the sky, and the entire stone chamber began to tremble slightly.