Spirit Binding and General Dispatching Versus Driving Gods and Employing Ghosts

On the first day of Wang Ai's disappearance, no one paid it any mind.

Even without considering the immense power represented by the Wang Family, Wang Ai himself was someone few in the world of the Bizarre dared to provoke. His disappearance for a day naturally didn't lead to many conjectures.

In the stands, everyone was eagerly discussing yesterday's battles and the matchups scheduled for today.

"President Feng, is that your son down there?" the Old Heavenly Master, with his kindly eyes and air of a grand master, asked the person beside him.

"Haha, yes, that's my worthless son. I'm afraid he's made you laugh, Old Heavenly Master," Feng Zhenghao chuckled.

The Old Heavenly Master stroked his long beard. "President Feng, you are too modest. It's not easy to make it all the way to the top sixteen in this competition."

"That depends on who he's compared to," Feng Zhenghao said, shaking his head with a smile. "His opponent is even younger than him, but their strength is already on a different level!"

Beside them, Feng Shayan softly snorted, "Dad, don't look down on my little brother too much. Even if his strength is a bit weaker compared to other contestants, if his opponent is that Shen Ye, hmph… the outcome is hard to say!"

Though her words were directed at Feng Zhenghao, her gaze was fixed on Hua Yue, who was not far away, clearly still bothered by yesterday's defeat.

However, Hua Yue completely ignored her words, focusing solely on the arena.

Feng Shayan's face reddened slightly. "Hey, I'm talking to you…"

Just then, Feng Xingtong's shy voice echoed from the arena, "My Feng Family has a secret family technique called Spirit Binding and General Dispatching. It can control all spirits in the world. If you don't want to lose inexplicably, it's best not to use the ability you used yesterday."

Hearing her little brother's words, Feng Shayan in the stands was instantly thunderstruck, looking on the verge of collapse. "This idiot! Who reveals all their trump cards right at the start?"

But before she could finish, she heard Shen Ye's voice from below. "No matter. I'm quite curious about an ability that can restrain spirits. Why don't you show me how you plan to restrain them?"

"Eh? Eh? Eh?" Feng Shayan was dumbfounded. Were both of them idiots?

Feng Zhenghao pushed up the glasses on his nose. "Shayan, this time you underestimated Xingtong. He's been observing that young man for a while and knows that given his opponent's arrogance, this choice was inevitable!"

"Is that so…" Feng Shayan suddenly understood, then looked at Hua Yue with a hint of smugness. "Your friend may be strong, but her brain doesn't seem to work very well. She couldn't even see through my little brother's clumsy provocation!"

Hua Yue, who had been intently watching the arena, suddenly turned her head. The cold light in her eyes inexplicably made Feng Shayan feel a tremor of fear. "D-did I say something wrong?"

Hua Yue closed her eyes, calmed herself, and then spoke. "When you try to fathom the realm of gods with a mortal mindset, it's already a joke."

"Gods?" Feng Shayan's mouth twitched a few times. "My mistake. I shouldn't have argued with a brain-dead fangirl like you."

In the arena, seeing the humanoid phantom from yesterday gradually appear behind Shen Ye, Feng Xingtong put away his "innocent" smile and said apologetically, "Sorry, even if the method is a bit underhanded, if I want to make it to the end of this Grand Heavenly Offering Ritual, I need to gain more powerful strength. I'll borrow this spirit of yours for a few days for now, and I'll definitely return it to you after the competition! Spirit Binding and General Dispatching, come!"

As Feng Xingtong roared this command, everyone in the stands eagerly looked towards the arena.

One second, two seconds, three seconds… There was no change in the situation in the arena.

A cold wind blew, and the cry of a crow echoed in the sky. The atmosphere seemed to grow a little awkward.

"Huh? What happened?"

"Is it over already?"

"Is this how masters fight? So amazing, I can't even see a trace!"

Feng Xingtong's expression changed slightly, realizing something was wrong. "Come here, come to me!"

Under Feng Xingtong's horrified gaze, Shen Ye calmly commented, "Is this Spirit Binding and General Dispatching? Interesting."

Seeing that Shen Ye could still speak as if nothing was happening, Feng Xingtong's face changed drastically, and he cranked up the output of Qi in his body to maximum. "Come here, hurry and come!"

Centered on him, an invisible Qi field rippled outwards. Even those in the stands felt a faint sensation of their souls being pulled.

"What kind of power is this?"

"My head hurts so much, what's going on?"

The surroundings were filled with sounds of fear and horror, but Shen Ye, at the center of the Qi field, was as unperturbed as if a gentle breeze had brushed his face, his expression unchanged.

"To be able to cause even a slight tremor in my control, even if it's only a sliver, is already quite remarkable. As expected of an ability that contains laws!" A strange glint flashed in Shen Ye's eyes. He had actually seen an ability containing laws in this mortal world. No wonder in the original timeline, that large snake from yesterday was forcibly subdued by Spirit Binding and General Dispatching.

"Unfortunately, it's not very useful to me!" Shen Ye shook his head slightly. While spells containing laws were rare in this world, they weren't particularly precious to him. "However, if all the Eight Unique Skills in this world are spells containing laws, then their origin is worth exploring!"

If he remembered correctly, the eight people who supposedly created the Eight Unique Skills were not considered to have top-tier talent. Even Zhang Zhiwei, the past Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain, and the past immortalized ancestors in history hadn't created such unique skills. What right did they have to create spells that shouldn't belong to this world?

While Shen Ye was lost in thought, Feng Xingtong's face was pale as he stared disbelievingly at the rock-solid phantom. Spirit Binding and General Dispatching, which was always effective against spirits, had actually failed?

Seeing his opponent stop attacking, Shen Ye looked up. "Are you done attacking? Then it's my turn. Watch closely, this is what you call… Spirit Binding and General Dispatching!"

Under Feng Xingtong's disbelieving gaze, Shen Ye simply extended his right hand, and the spirit residing in Feng Xingtong's body flew uncontrollably towards him.

Feng Xingtong watched the scene in a daze, muttering to himself, "This, this is Spirit Binding and General Dispatching? Impossible, how can this be?"

This is certainly not Spirit Binding and General Dispatching, Shen Ye thought to himself.

This was actually a form of Witchcraft developed by successive High Priests of the City of Flowing Moon after it went astray—We've guarded Jumu (Rectangular Wood) for Venerable God Shennong for so many years; borrowing a little bit of his incense power isn't too much, is it? Since Great God Shennong hasn't responded, we'll take that as your default approval.

This Witchcraft was originally not too excessive, just secretly "embezzling public funds," but after Shen Ye developed it, it directly evolved into the great divine ability of Driving Gods and Employing Ghosts.

In a sense, this divine ability was similar in usage to Spirit Binding and General Dispatching, but its effect was far more overbearing. Not to mention monster spirits, even heavenly gods and earthly deities were subject to its restraint. It could even strip away unowned faith and incense.

Of course, in his previous life, in a world full of gods and Buddhas, he only dared to occasionally "borrow" the power of Great God Shennong. If he had truly abused it, he would have been killed by the God Realm long ago.

Thanks to book friend Long Li Hui for the 500 reward.