Chapter 822: Submission

"This... how is this possible..."

Upon seeing the Divinity Transformation Realm spirit controlled and toyed with by Feng Wuchen, Liu Qingyang and the others were utterly dumbfounded, completely petrified.

"Damn it! Crafty little bastard!" The spirit snarled ferociously, gritting its teeth in violent rage, its whole body trembling.

Wuchen had the spirit tightly trapped, unable to move or even struggle.

Whatever Wuchen asked him to do, he did.

"Still so presumptuous in front of your master, I see you are tired of living!" A dangerous curve formed on his lips, a fleeting hint of viciousness flashing in his pitch-black eyes.

"Master? When did Brother Feng become the master of a spirit?" Liu Qingyang and the others were once again puzzled.

"Bang!"

A strand of black flame spontaneously appeared in the palm of Feng Wuchen, then spread slowly under his control, a terrifying chill permeating the air, the space within dozens of meters freezing into ice visibly.