Urban Evil Suppression: Incorporating the Stone Hard Template

Guided by Ling Feng's mind, endless lightning gathered in the heavens.

The ghost general wanted to escape? Little did it know the aura emanating from its body...

They had already been firmly locked onto by Ling Feng and had nowhere to escape.

The silver-blue lightning bolts rained down like a storm, striking straight down one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the thick black mist barrier was completely shattered and annihilated.

Then he slashed straight down at the fleeing creature!

"Damn it... I'll fight you to the death!"

Seeing that escape was hopeless, the ghost general immediately summoned back the two ghost weapons he had flung away.

He then poured all the ghostly power and resentful energy within his body into the weapon.

Despite his battered and bruised ghostly body, he raised his deadly twin scythes.

They launched a desperate charge against the lightning in the void!

They wanted to forcefully break through the blockade of lightning and try to save their lives.

With its vigorous swing, two jet-black scythe-like beams of light pierced the sky and earth.

It instantly tore through the void of the Ghost Realm and met the pouring silver-blue lightning!

The moment the black energy collided with the lightning, an unprecedented roar erupted.

The churning air currents swept outwards, and the entire ghostly space teetered on the brink of collapse.

The two scythe-like beams of light, to which it had poured its hopes, only managed to barely block some of the lightning.

But the lightning summoned by Ling Feng was endless! The scythe light was melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Unable to withstand the clash of the two forces, the ghostly body suffered a backlash once more.

The pitch-black ghost blood gushed uncontrollably from its mouth.

In despair, it tried to hide, but the endless lightning had already blocked all its escape routes.

The sky was filled with silvery-blue lightning, like a tightly woven, airtight cage.

No matter which direction it flees in, the raging lightning will follow closely behind.

Each frantic struggle and collision only resulted in the rapid dissipation of the remaining black mist around it.

And those deafening screams that echoed through the sky, like the wailing of ghosts and howls of wolves.

……

If it weren't for wanting to learn the truth about some things from it,

Ling Feng had already increased the power of the Heavenly Thunder, which would allow it to continue its feeble flight everywhere.

Even though they held back, after a fierce struggle...

The price the ghost general paid was still incredibly high!

The ghost body, originally restored after drawing upon the primordial energy of the ghost realm,

Under the repeated baptism of lightning, most of the ghost's body became broken and mangled.

In particular, his right hand and left leg were chopped into charcoal on the spot, leaving not even a speck of ash.

However, even when it was cornered, it still retained a last shred of ferocity!

It desperately lunged towards the location where Ling Feng was below!

Ling Feng understood its intention with just a glance.

This was an attempt to detonate his own soul core, along with the last remaining essence of the ghost realm.

Prepare to drag him down with you! What a delusional idea!

A cold glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. How could he let its scheme succeed?

He's someone who values ​​his life very much, and what he fears most is this kind of counterattack tactic.

At his summons, a bolt of lightning from the heavens was immediately drawn down by him.

Instead of striking the ghost general, it hovered in the void and transformed into several thick chains of lightning!

Ling Feng spread his palms and shouted at the approaching ghost general:

"Thunder Lock • Sealing Ruins!"

Silver-blue lightning chains suddenly fell from the void, accompanied by a deafening roar as they tore through the air.

Like shackles, it bound the remnants of the demon general who was charging forward recklessly!

In an instant, the ghost general's charge came to an abrupt halt, hovering in mid-air and twisting wildly.

The remaining black mist around him surged wildly outwards, but it quickly dissipated under the erosion of the lightning.

The remaining limbs struggled desperately, but the lightning chains tightened even more.

Then, streams of pure and domineering lightning rapidly penetrated into its body.

It forcefully suppressed its restless, about-to-explode soul core.

The ghost general stared intently at Ling Feng, letting out a heart-wrenching wail.

Her eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness, yet she could no longer get even half a step closer to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng withdrew his lightning magic, though his body was still surrounded by wisps of lightning.

He held in his hands the two deadly scythes that the Ghost General had previously flung away.

He walked step by step toward the imprisoned ghost general, and said with a mocking tone:

"Your ghost weapon is quite good, but it's a pity it's in the hands of a good-for-nothing."

Answer me a few questions properly, and if you satisfy me, I might consider not annihilating you!

Bound tightly by lightning chains, the ghost general, panting heavily with yin energy, still glared intently at Ling Feng.

"Ah...roar..." A low growl kept emanating from his throat.

Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to have any intention of compromising.

His only remaining left hand was clenched tightly, trying to launch an attack, but he couldn't break free from the restraints at all.

"die……"

"I want you dead!"

"Let's all die together!"

Ling Feng frowned, sensing the ghost general's subtle, concealed movements.

An impatience flickered in his eyes.

The soul core was already locked, yet this guy still dared to try and activate the soul fire.

Are they willing to go to any lengths to detonate the source of the demon realm? What are they thinking?

Ling Feng was too lazy to waste words on it. Didn't it understand the principle of being at the mercy of others?

He dodged the ghost general's claws and grabbed its wrist.

The moment the lightning in his palm was unleashed, a crackling sound rang out.

Accompanied by the ghostly howls of the demon general, his wrist was quickly charred black from the electric shock.

"Trying to self-destruct? Not so easy!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, but he only applied a slight force to his wrist.

Then, with a twist, a "crack" was heard, and the ghost general's only remaining arm was broken off.

"Tell me the truth, or... I'll show you what real ruthlessness is today."

"Bah... If you have the guts, kill me! You think you can get even half a word out of me? Absolutely not!"

The ghost general convulsed violently, but the ferocity in its eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Ling Feng tilted his head to avoid the black blood it vomited, and said coldly, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure! If you've got the guts... then let me be reduced to ashes... ah..."

Before it could finish speaking, Ling Feng tore off its last arm.

Black mist mixed with viscous liquid splashed everywhere, causing him to howl in pain again.

But that's not all... Ling Feng reached out and gently flicked the lightning chains wrapped around the ghost general.

A blinding silver light burst forth instantly, along with countless tiny threads of lightning.

Under Ling Feng's mental control, it followed the chains and entered its sea of ​​consciousness.

The ghost general's wailing abruptly stopped, then became even more mournful and piercing...