One person: Senior brother Zhang Zhiwei, the Celestial Master begged me to descend the mountain.

The courtyard was deep and secluded, and the night wind, carrying the stench of blood, swirled before the broken gate.

Zhang Chulan's leg, which had just taken a step, came to an abrupt halt in mid-air due to this sudden turn of events.

He looked at the old man slumped on the ground, his eyes twitching wildly.

At this moment, Wang Ai was nowhere to be seen with any of the dignified and aloof demeanor she usually possessed.

His hair was disheveled, and his Tang suit was already tattered from the impact of the golden light. His old face was twisted to the extreme, his features seemed to be squeezed together, and his eyes were covered with terrifying blood vessels, so red that they looked like they were about to bleed.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Wang Ai let out a wheezing sound like a broken bellows, gripping the dragon-headed cane tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning bluish-white from excessive force.

"Zhang Taichu, you're really something."

"You want to destroy my Wang family? Then don't blame me!"

Wang Ai suddenly raised her head, her eyes devoid of reason, filled only with a desperate madness and resentment.

His withered, claw-like hand trembled as he reached into his robes and pulled out a black porcelain bottle.

The porcelain bottle was no bigger than the palm of your hand, with a dark red talisman affixed to its mouth. Even from a distance, you could feel the chilling aura emanating from the bottle.

"not good!"

Wang Ye, standing behind, suddenly narrowed his eyes and instinctively shouted:

"Old Zhang! Back off! That's the Wang family's Gathering Evil Bottle! What's inside is..."

Before Wang Ye could finish speaking...

Wang Ai had already ripped off the talisman from the bottle opening.

Waaaaah—! ! !

In an instant.

Several extremely shrill screams burst out from the small bottle opening.

Several thick, unyielding black-red auras, carrying a few pills that emitted a nauseating, fishy smell, were vying to escape from the porcelain bottle.

however.

Wang Ai gave them no chance to escape.

He opened his large mouth, which had few teeth left, and stuffed it into his mouth as if he were grabbing a handful of peanuts, along with the fleeing shadows, the pills, and the visible black mist!

Click!

Click!

The teeth-grinding chewing sounds were exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

That was the sound of teeth crushing pills, and even more so, the sound of teeth tearing apart a spirit.

"Mmm...mmm..."

As they chewed, the wronged souls stuffed into their mouths let out even more pitiful howls, but they were quickly drowned out by the sound of swallowing.

"vomit--"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chulan felt a wave of nausea and vomiting, and could no longer hold back, covering his mouth and dry heaving.

"That old man... has he gone mad?!"

"That was a ghost! It was a spirit! And he just swallowed it whole?!"

Wang Ye's scalp tingled and his face turned pale.

"Spirit binding and commanding generals...this is the most vicious use of the Wang family's spirit binding and commanding generals..."

"Forcibly devouring spirits, nourishing the evil with one's own body, and gaining power beyond the limits of the human body in a short period of time..."

"But this is killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. Taking that bite will not only damage your karma, but it will also destroy this physical body!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Suddenly, something unexpected happened ahead.

"Ugh... Ahhhhhh!!!!"

Wang Ai suddenly dropped her cane, gripped her neck tightly with both hands, and let out a scream that was not human.

His body began to tremble violently, as if he had been electrocuted.

Followed by.

Crackling sounds!

A series of rapid cracking sounds, like popping beans, echoed inside his body.

His originally hunched and thin body now began to swell wildly, like an inflated balloon!

Stab it!

The Tang suit, which was originally quite loose, was instantly burst open by the bulging muscles, turning into countless pieces of fabric that flew in all directions.

But what bulged out wasn't some kind of strong muscle at all, but rather chunks of rotten flesh that were purplish-black and seemed to be still wriggling!

Dark blue veins, like wildly growing vines, quickly spread across his swollen body, some even bulging directly out of the skin. Instead of red blood, they flowed with pitch-black corpse fluid.

"roar--!!!"

Wang Ai suddenly raised her head, and her jawbone made a crisp cracking sound as it dislocated, her mouth opening to an exaggerated angle.

Two pale, sharp fangs were forced out from his gums, still covered in sticky saliva.

puff!

Another chilling thud.

Suddenly, the skin on his spine broke open.

Sharp bone spurs, dripping with black blood, pierced his back, gleaming with a pale, cold light under the moonlight, making him look like a human-shaped hedgehog.

It only took a few seconds.

The once powerful and prestigious head of the Wang family in Beijing has completely disappeared.

Instead.

It was a deformed monster that was three meters tall, covered in foul-smelling slime, and half-human and half-ghost!

It stood amidst the ruins, emanating a visible black aura of malevolence.

The bluestone floor underfoot would instantly emit hissing white smoke and be corroded into pits the moment it came into contact with the black water dripping from it.

"Is this...is this weird?!"

Zhang Chulan was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

He grabbed Wang Ye's sleeve and pulled him back with all his might:

"Old Wang! Run! Run! Run now!"

"This thing is completely illogical! It's mutated!"

Wang Ye was also covered in cold sweat. Although the Feng Hou Qi Men formation under his feet was still in operation, those exquisite techniques seemed so pale and powerless in the face of such pure violence and evil energy.

"roar--!!!"

After the mutation, Wang Ai seemed to have completely lost his ability to speak, with only a beast-like roar coming from his throat.

Those huge eyes, devoid of pupils and only showing the whites, were fixed intently on the young Taoist priest before him.

Even after transforming into a mindless monster, deep within its broken body, the resentment towards Zhang Taichu remained the sole driving force behind its actions.

boom!

The monster stomped its foot suddenly.

The earth trembled violently.

Its massive body suddenly unleashed a terrifying speed completely out of proportion to its size, like an out-of-control heavy tank, carrying a stench and a murderous aura as it slammed into Zhang Taichu!

The stone lions and screen walls along the way were like paper in the face of this violent impact, and were instantly smashed to pieces!

A huge shadow instantly loomed over Zhang Taichu's head.

The enormous black claw, larger than a millstone, slammed down with a piercing whistling sound!

If that claw strike lands squarely, it wouldn't just crush a person, it would turn an armored vehicle into a pancake.

"Oh no! Uncle-Master has overestimated himself!"

Zhang Chulan screamed in agony, no longer daring to look.

At this critical moment.

Zhang Taichu, who had been standing still without making any movement, finally moved.

He just frowned.

Then raise one hand.

He pinched his nose.

With his other hand, he quickly fanned himself in front of his face as if swatting away flies.

Whoosh!

next second.

Zhang Taichu's figure swayed slightly.

Like a weightless feather, it drifted gently with the fishy wind.

Boom! ...

The enormous ghostly claw slammed down on the spot where Zhang Taichu had just been standing.

The hard ground cracked instantly, sending countless pieces of rock flying out and dust billowing up. A large crater several meters in diameter was created in the ground.

But Zhang Taichu was already standing three meters behind the monster.

"Smelly."

"It stinks."

Zhang Taichu looked at the enormous creature in front of him, still panting heavily and preparing to turn around and continue its attack, shook his head, and spoke with utter disdain:

"I'm talking about Wang Ai."

"You're supposed to be a spiritual practitioner, after all."

"Has no one taught you that the human body is the furnace, and life is the fire?"

The monster turned around and let out an angry roar at Zhang Taichu, spitting everywhere.

Zhang Taichu quickly took another step back, afraid that the unknown liquid would splash onto his pajamas.

"This body is the precious raft that we cultivators use to cross the sea of ​​suffering, and the vessel that carries the Great Dao."

"You're something else."

Zhang Taichu sized up the walking mass of rotten flesh before him, his eyes icy, a mocking sneer playing on his lips:

"For a little bit of petty gain, for a little bit of so-called power."

"They crammed this container full of all this filthy stuff."

"Turning a perfectly good person into a walking cesspool."

"Is this your way?"

"Is this what you call your trump card?"

Zhang Taichu raised his hand and pointed to the purplish-black tumor on the monster's chest that was still writhing and looked as if it might burst at any moment:

"Look at the state you're in now."

"Neither human nor ghost."

"If I were your ancestor, I'd crawl out of my coffin and slap you across the face."

"roar--!!!"

Seemingly understanding the insult in Zhang Taichu's words, the monster's eyes turned even redder.

It was utterly enraged.

This time, it was no longer just a simple collision.

It suddenly spread its arms, and the protruding bone spurs on its body shot out instantly, turning into a rain of black smoke that covered Zhang Taichu.

At the same time, a black poisonous mist spewed out from its enormous mouth, blocking all of Zhang Taichu's escape routes.

Looking at this overwhelming offensive.

Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye, who were in the distance, were both on tenterhooks.

But Zhang Taichu laughed.

His laughter was cold.

"Since you enjoy playing dirty games so much."

"Since you don't even care about your own body."

Zhang Taichu slowly lowered the hand that had been fanning him.

His eyes, which had been languid and casual, became as deep as an ancient well and as cold as a frozen pool at this moment.

"Then I, this humble Taoist priest, will take on the burden."

"Help you, you old codger..."

"Let's give them a proper prayer for their souls to be reborn in the Pure Land!"