One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Liu Tianyi gripped the steering wheel warily, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Just then, the streetlights outside the car window went out one after another with a series of "pops".

The already dimly lit highway was immediately plunged into darkness.

Followed by.

A thick, black miasma billowed out from the green belts on both sides of the road.

As if it were alive, it quickly enveloped the entire Maybach.

Feng Zhenghao picked up the contract from the ground and slowly placed it aside.

He took off his glasses, pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently wiped the lenses.

His expression was very cold and stern.

"Old Liu, stay in the car and lock the doors. No matter what happens, don't come out."

Feng Zhenghao put his glasses back on, opened the car door, and stepped out with steady steps.

The night breeze made the hem of his suit sway slightly.

He stood alone in the thick black fog, his hands casually in his pockets, his gaze sweeping around.

"Since you've already blocked the road, stop hiding your true intentions."

Feng Zhenghao's voice echoed across the empty highway, carrying the oppressive aura of a superior:

"When did the Wang family learn to do such bandit-like robberies?"

"Hehehehe..."

A dry laugh, as unpleasant as an owl's, came from the depths of the black fog.

With laughter, two figures slowly emerged from the mist.

Chapter 225 The Restrained Spirit Control

The one on the left is an old man with a hunched back, so thin he looks like skin and bones.

He was wearing a faded gray overcoat and leaning on a dark wood cane.

With a hooked nose and slanted eyes, he exuded a sinister and malevolent aura.

Wang Ai's cousin, the true hidden strength of the Wang family, the second great-grandfather—Wang Ze.

The one on the right is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a burly build like a black bear.

He had a buzz cut, a face full of fat, and arms that were thicker than an average person's thighs.

Wang Bing's second uncle, the most ruthless and fierce character in the Wang family in this generation.

Wang Jian.

"Feng Zhenghao".

Wang Ze, leaning on his cane, looked at Feng Zhenghao with a tone full of contempt and mockery.

"You beggar who picked up our Wang family's scrap-picking skills, now not only are you wearing a suit, but you also dare to run into our Wang family's bowl and steal meat?"

"You really think you can fly just because you've got Zhang Tianyi as your backer?"

Feng Zhenghao remained calm, even with a hint of sarcasm:

"What Master Wang said is true."

"We're all in business, and everyone relies on their own abilities. The Golden Toad Pavilion was shut down because your Wang family didn't manage it properly. My World Society took over rightfully, so how can you call it robbery?"

"But these two, bringing people to stop my car in the middle of the night... their behavior is really quite unseemly."

"Shut the fuck up!"

Wang Jian, who was standing next to him, had a bad temper. He ripped off his jacket, revealing a muscular physique.

"The patriarch said that as long as you're left alive today, that's fine! I want to see just how tough you really are, Tenth Elder!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Wang Jian's body suddenly erupted with a large amount of pitch-black Qi!

Capture spirits and command generals!

Wang Jian let out a beast-like roar, and the spirit of an ancient warrior wielding two axes and wearing heavy armor instantly emerged from behind him and merged into his body without hesitation!

"boom!"

The asphalt road under Wang Jian's feet was cracked from being trampled.

He transformed into a heavy tank, heading straight for Feng Zhenghao and crushing him!

Faced with such a ferocious offensive.

Feng Zhenghao did not back down.

He suddenly raised both hands upwards, and a dense black energy also erupted from his body!

"out!"

A giant python, several meters long and shimmering with a bluish light, roared out of his body.

The green python opened its blood-red maw and lunged at Wang Jian!

However, just as the green python spirit was about to touch Wang Jian.

Wang Ze, who had been standing at the back watching the show, made a move.

He raised the cane in his hand.

"Disperse!"

An invisible ripple spread out from Wang Ze.

A shocking scene unfolded.

The fierce blue python spirit summoned by Feng Zhenghao came into contact with this ripple the moment it touched the ground.

It actually let out a piercing wail!

Its massive body trembled violently in mid-air, and its originally solid body began to disintegrate, even generating an impulse to turn around and devour Feng Zhenghao!

Serve the spirit!

The Wang family's absolute suppression of the Feng family's spirit-binding and general-sending abilities!

Under this suppression, any spirit summoned by the Feng family would instinctively submit to the Wang family, or even be directly devoured by them!

Damn it!

Feng Zhenghao's eyes sharpened.

He knew that in terms of summoning spirits and commanding generals, he had a natural and fatal disadvantage against this old monster.

He made a decisive decision without any hesitation!

"Break!"

Feng Zhenghao forcibly severed his connection with the Azure Python spirit and absorbed it into his body to prevent it from being devoured.

But during this brief break in his process of collecting the spirit...

Wang Jian's fist, as big as a water vat, carrying the immense force of a fierce general, slammed down in front of him!

There's no way to avoid it!

Feng Zhenghao's eyes were cold; he was one of the Ten Elders!

Not only because he can summon spirits and command generals, but also because his own Qi and combat intelligence are top-notch!

"boom!!!"

Feng Zhenghao crossed his arms to protect his chest and took the punch head-on.

A muffled thud.

Feng Zhenghao felt as if his arms had been hit by a car, and his bones were cracking!

He was knocked back several meters before he regained his footing.

The sleeve of the suit ripped open under the immense force.

"Oh? This Ten Elders' foundation is actually a bit more solid than I thought."

Wang Jian grinned maliciously and rubbed his wrist.

"He's nothing but a useless piece of trash who can't use his spirit."

Wang Ze, leaning on his cane, slowly walked up.

He slammed his cane on the ground, and amidst the swirling black mist, five or six hideous, blue-faced, fanged demonic spirits crawled out from behind him.

"Eat him!"

The evil spirits let out piercing screams and surrounded Feng Zhenghao from all sides.

"call……"

Feng Zhenghao exhaled a breath of stale air.

He elegantly ripped off the cumbersome tie, took off his tattered suit jacket, and tossed it aside casually.

His eyes finally revealed his ruthlessness and madness.

"Do you really think that I, Feng Zhenghao, can only make a living in the martial arts world by relying on a few spirits?"

Feng Zhenghao clenched his fists tightly.

The profound Qi within his body surged wildly through his meridians like boiling water.

"Today, I, Feng, will personally come to experience the Wang family's brilliant moves!"

"boom!"

Feng Zhenghao took the initiative!

A demon attacked from behind, its sharp claws aimed straight for Feng Zhenghao's back.