The Exorcism Began in America.

A long time passed.

CLICK. A faint sound of a door lock.

The door to Chu Feng's office was opened from the inside.

"Goodbye, Mr. Chu Feng." Carrying a briefcase, Senator Karl stepped out of Chu Feng's office with a light stride and a smile on his face.

Underneath his thick, dark-golden hair, which had been restored, his previously haggard appearance had vanished without a trace, and even the deep wrinkles on his face had been considerably filled in. His cloudy eyes seemed as if washed by clear water, and his deep-blue gaze occasionally sparkled with a strange color.

After seeing Senator Karl off at the office door, Chu Feng closed it, turned around, and sat down in his leather chair, letting out a light chuckle.

Truly worthy of a politician!

In the star map within Chu Feng's mind, a light yellow dot that had just appeared only had a hint of green around its very edge.

「New York, in a villa district in Manhattan.」

Senator Karl, just having gotten out of his car and carrying a briefcase, rushed through the well-kept, vibrant courtyard and pushed open the villa's grand door.

"Mr. Karl!" The housemaid, busy inside the villa, was about to take the briefcase from him, but he deftly avoided her.

"Go about your business and don't disturb me!"

After dropping these words indifferently, he hurried upstairs and entered his study.

CLICK. With a light noise, he locked the solid wood door of the study from the inside.

Mr. Karl seems to have become much younger... and he's a bit strange today? The housemaid downstairs shook her head in confusion, looking towards the staircase leading to the second floor.

Turning her head, she bent over and began to wipe off the footprints Karl had left on the floor with her cleaning tools.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the study, Karl clutched his phone, his face filled with hesitation.

Perhaps it would be better to try out that so-called 'Spirit Viewing Technique' first? It might also give me more information!

After a long while, as if he had finally persuaded himself, the hesitant expression on Karl's face gradually faded, and he slowly placed the phone on his desk.

I'll just give it a try! Just a try...

Muttering to himself, his body slowly descended, and in the blink of an eye, he was sitting cross-legged on the thick carpet of the room.

As his eyes closed, the Spiritual Power within his body was mobilized for the first time. Runes formed by Spiritual Power appeared in his mind for the first time.

The next second, Karl seemed to be transported to a magical world in the blink of an eye. An hour later, having sat on the ground for a long time, he finally slowly opened his eyes.

Karl stood up, muttering to himself, and sat in the chair behind his desk. "Mr. Chu Feng was right," he mumbled, "this truly has been a marvelous journey!"

As he focused on the strange power coursing through him and his robust physical strength, an intoxicated look gradually appeared on his face.

As for the phone still sitting on the desk in front of him, for some reason, Karl seemed to have forgotten its existence.

...

「New York, Queens, inside Chu Feng's Exorcism Agency building.」

"The third to sixth floors of the agency building will be ready for use by next Monday. As for the remaining floors, they'll take at least another half a month!"

"Okay, arrange for some people to move upstairs as soon as possible next Monday. The work environment downstairs is getting a bit crowded."

Chu Feng nodded at Lin Qiu, who was sitting across from him and reporting.

"Furthermore, accelerate the expansion of the agency's business. We need to take control of all exorcism businesses in New York as soon as possible."

"Regarding the expansion of the agency's business, an opportunity has actually presented itself. A few insurance companies have approached us, hoping to establish a partnership. They want us to provide pre-sales and after-sales technical support for the Bizarre insurance services they are about to launch."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's eyes lit up instantly. "Good, this partnership is completely doable."

Lin Qiu smiled as if he had anticipated the response. "I knew you wouldn't turn down this partnership, so I've already sent someone to make preliminary contact with them."

"How could I refuse an opportunity to make money..." Chu Feng said, shaking his head with a smile. He glanced at the time on the computer screen in front of him and added in surprise, "Is it this late already! Let's go, time to get off work."

「A few minutes later,」

In the parking lot outside the Exorcism Agency building, Chu Feng sat in the driver's seat, looking at the star chart in his mind, his lips curling into a slight smile.

Even the craftiest fox can't escape the hunter's trap! Senator Karl, welcome to...

In his mind, on the unfolded star chart, the light dot representing Senator Karl had already mostly turned pale green.

...

「Oregon State, inside a hidden base of the Holy Advent Society.」

In a windowless room, its walls entirely welded from steel plates.

The bearer of the Stigma, the girl Rachel, had been taken down from the cross. She was now securely bound, face-down, on an iron bed, unable to move.

The girl's smooth, delicate back was exposed. A silhouette wielding a pitch-black Cross Dagger stood beside her, incessantly waving it over her pristine skin.

URGH... AAAH...

Muffled cries of pain occasionally escaped the girl, yet the figure wielding the dagger seemed deaf to them, showing no reaction at all.

Just then, a tall woman strode into the room. She wore hot pants that revealed long, shapely thighs, and a short T-shirt exposing a sexy navel and an impressive chest. It was the 'basketball babe'.

"Priest Sirio, the items for the ritual have all been prepared!"

"Understood!"

The figure, focused on etching something into the girl's back, responded indifferently and flicked the dagger in his hand, sending a few droplets of crimson blood splattering onto the ground beside them.

The 'basketball babe' didn't leave. Instead, she moved closer, curiously looking at the girl's back.

A Hexagram Magic Circle, gradually taking shape, came into her view.

Seeing the complex Mystic Runes partially obscured by fresh blood from the girl's wounds, the 'basketball babe' instinctively reached out to wipe away the crimson liquid.

Just as her hand was about to touch the blood, a mutilated palm suddenly appeared and grasped her wrist tightly. Then, a piercing voice rose sharply.

"So you want to discard this shell as well?"

Flesh surged on the mutilated palm, and in a short while, it healed back to its unscathed form.

The 'basketball babe', who had been lured by the mystic power of the Array, instantly snapped out of her trance. She patted her prominent chest and said with lingering fear, "Thank you, Priest Sirio. Otherwise, I would have had to look for a new shell again!"

"Good that you know. You'd better stay far away from this Stigma girl before the ritual begins!"

With that, Priest Sirio waved his hand impatiently, signaling his subordinate to leave quickly and not disturb him as he continued engraving the incomplete magic circle.