The Exorcism Began in America.

"It's nothing, just a small precaution!" Chu Feng smiled, seeing the puzzled looks on the women's faces.

"Alright, since Rachel has chosen to stay here, there's nothing more for me to do. It's time for me to leave."

Chu Feng's body gradually lifted off. He waved to the two below, "Goodbye, beauties!"

After sensing the location of the Spatial Anchor, Chu Feng fixed his gaze on the direction, and his body instantly transformed into a streak of rainbow light, disappearing from the spot.

「...」

Chu Feng, using the Rainbow Transformation Technique for the first time in this world, was utterly astonished.

The effect this Cultivation Technique from the Immortal Cultivation world demonstrated in this world utterly dumbfounded him.

In just three seconds, his Spiritual Power was almost completely depleted.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he probably would have run out of Spiritual Power and crashed into some wilderness by now!

However, consuming nearly all his Spiritual Power produced an unparalleled effect.

In just those brief three seconds, he had already covered half the distance.

To put it in perspective, the straight-line distance from Portland to New York is about 4,500 kilometers.

Such a long journey would take over five hours by plane.

The disparity in world Ranks once again became starkly apparent to Chu Feng.

The Rainbow Transformation Technique, which would be considered a High Rank Cultivation Technique in the Immortal Cultivation world, was like striking at a lower dimension when used in this world.

However, the Spiritual Power consumption is really too rapid!

Chu Feng gently landed beside a lake, his brows furrowed.

The difference in energy levels between the two worlds was truly immense.

When I used the Rainbow Transformation Technique in that world, my Nascent Soul's True Essence wouldn't have depleted so quickly.

Now, all the Spiritual Power in my body can only last for a mere three seconds!

Seated at the lake's edge recovering his Spiritual Power, Chu Feng let out a long sigh.

Although the system had somewhat blurred his memories, after witnessing the vastness of the Immortal Cultivation world, this current world suddenly felt cramped to him.

This tiny planet, its entire area, probably isn't even as large as a moderately sized secret realm in the Immortal Cultivation world.

And those Bizarre creatures that emerged after the 'awakening,' compared to the demons and monsters of the other world, also seem incredibly feeble.

System, you really shouldn't have let me witness that other world!

Chu Feng clenched his fists in frustration.

After taking a deep breath to suppress his emotions, and once his Spiritual Power had mostly recovered, he again transformed into a streak of rainbow light and disappeared over the horizon.

While Chu Feng sped towards New York, far away in Europe, Bishop Connell was sighing repeatedly, his mobile phone in hand.

"Bishop Connell, your health..." Monk Kuno, standing beside the old man, said with a worried expression.

"Don't worry, Monk Kuno!" The old man waved his hand, interrupting him.

"Are you worried about something?"

"Alas..." Hearing Monk Kuno's question, a long sigh escaped Bishop Connell.

"Initially, Joshua and I brought them into The Holy See, one after another. They did a great deal for The Holy See. To think that today, I would have to be the one to inform them of this news, one by one..."

"Bishop, in reality, they aren't truly members of The Holy See. Besides, their excommunication was His Holiness's decision..."

The old man understood Monk Kuno's meaning clearly: decisions made by His Holiness could not be altered by him.

So, he could only shake his head slightly before dialing the number on his phone.

As time slowly passed, one international call after another was made from the old man's mobile phone.

The varied reactions from the other end of each call caused Bishop Connell's already aged face to grow even paler.

Finally, only one number remained on his phone, but the old man's finger hesitated before dialing.

"Bishop, you've been working for a long time. You should rest. Bishop Joshua will finish the remaining work."

Seeing Monk Kuno extend his hands to support him, the elderly bishop waved his hand, stopping him.

"This call, I must make myself!"

Monk Kuno paused, seemingly realizing who this phone number belonged to, and silently withdrew his hands.

New York City, inside the villa's Meditation Room.

Chu Feng, sitting cross-legged in meditation, was awakened by the vibration of his phone.

Bishop Connell? Chu Feng mused, slightly raising his eyebrows after glancing at the phone screen.

Could The Holy See have some other business? he muttered to himself, then casually swiped the screen to answer the call.

Five minutes later, Chu Feng hung up the phone, his expression complex.

This feeling of being dismissed certainly wasn't pleasant.

However, parting ways with The Holy See like this was indeed a good outcome.

He had initially accepted their offer for the money.

To be honest, he didn't much care for that "modest annual goal" anymore.

He just hoped this wouldn't affect the Exorcism tool trade between his firm and The Holy See.

On the other end, Bishop Connell put down his phone and let out a long sigh.

To be honest, he had a good impression of Chu Feng and had hoped to guide him into the embrace of the Lord.

But unfortunately, the young man had not a shred of faith.

"Bishop, let me help you rest."

Seeing the old man finish his work, Monk Kuno, who had been waiting for a long time, hurriedly stepped forward.

"Mm... let's go."

Monk Kuno had just helped the old man take two steps towards the bedroom when the phone suddenly rang.

"It seems it's not time for me to rest yet!" Bishop Connell looked at the phone in his hand, shaking his head with a wry smile.

"Hello, it's me."

"..."

"Romania?"

"..."

"What?!" The old man's body suddenly trembled, as if he had heard something shocking on the phone.

Monk Kuno, who was by his side, quickly supported the shaking Bishop Connell. "Bishop?"

The old man ignored Monk Kuno. Instead, he steadied himself, took a deep breath, and said, "Alright, evacuate as soon as possible! I will report the situation there to His Holiness immediately!"

After hanging up, the old man grabbed Monk Kuno's arm. "Hurry, I must see His Holiness at once!"

Seeing Bishop Connell's urgency, Monk Kuno suppressed the many questions in his heart and, without asking any, immediately helped him out of the house.

「...」

THUD... THUD... THUD...

In a daze, Chu Feng faintly heard a series of sounds, one after another, like someone pounding on a wall.

The sound seemed to come from the sky—elusive and intermittent. It felt almost imaginary, as if originating from within his own mind.

A sudden pressure on his heart caused the sleeping Chu Feng to snap his eyes open.

But the moment he awoke, the sound vanished without a trace, as if it had been a hallucination.

Gone?

He placed his hand over his chest. His racing heartbeat told him that the wall-pounding sound had not been his imagination.

Unable to sleep anymore, Chu Feng gazed at the bright moonlight shining through the window. Lost in thought, he slowly walked to the window and peered up at the sky.