Inside the Cosmic Bag, the ghostly general's face was contorted with pain. The ghostly qi around him fluctuated violently, rapidly losing its cohesion.
Shen Luo hurriedly tried to stop the bell, but it was beyond his control and kept ringing on its own.
Just then, the pain on the ghostly general's face rapidly faded, replaced by a blank expression. His eyes became vacant and lifeless, as though all his intelligence had suddenly been stripped away, just like the ghosts on the riverbank earlier.
Since Shen Luo had been trying to subdue this ghost with the Ghost-Taming Technique, its lingering influence allowed him to sense the ghost's current condition more clearly.
Under the influence of the ringing bell, the ghostly general's mind had descended into utter confusion, leaving him completely unable to resist.
This bell is actually this powerful! This fellow is a genuine Soul Condensation Stage malevolent ghost, yet he can't resist its ringing at all. Unfortunately, there isn't much energy left inside it. It can probably only ring once or twice more. Although this was Shen Luo's second time witnessing the bell's effects, he still marveled inwardly.
Now that this fiend's mind is muddled, this is the perfect chance to use the Ghost-Taming Technique and subdue him completely! Suddenly recalling something, he immediately took the Cosmic Bag in his hands. A layer of black light rose around both hands as he began forming hand seals, his fingers spinning like wheels.
Countless black runes shot from his fingertips, pouring into the bag like a torrential downpour and seeping into the ghostly general's head.
With his mind now empty and his ghostly qi unusually diffuse, the ghostly general offered no resistance whatsoever to the Ghost-Taming Technique, allowing Shen Luo to work freely.
The black runes easily reached the depths of the