The Exorcism Began in America.

"This is impossible!"

The roar from the magma shook the blazing molten rock, causing it to tremble.

The Evil Spirit from Hell that had just risen from the magma had a small stature covered in porcelain-like cracks. The body it possessed seemed about to shatter into pieces on the ground.

Its blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Chu Feng in the sky above, unable to believe the person before it was the frail Exorcist from before.

How could he have grown so fast? In such a short time, he has already grown to this extent.

The Evil Spirit touched its chest, a flash of fierceness in its eyes.

If so, I have to finish off this damned human right away. Otherwise, I might not be able to deal with him in the future.

Scorching magma crawled up along the cracks in its body, and within a breath, the originally shattered body visibly recovered to its former state.

Chu Feng, suspended in mid-air, also showed a hint of surprise as he watched the rapidly regenerating Evil Spirit below.

He flicked his hand, concealing the silver-white flame in his palm.

I was just considering sending this Evil Spirit directly into the Soul Refining Technique, but its recovered body is clearly a significant obstacle.

"I didn't expect the body you chose would be so troublesome…" Chu Feng shook his head. He flipped his hand, and a pitch-black Cross Dagger instantly appeared.

The moment the Cross Dagger appeared, the Evil Spirit's heart leaped with panic.

This newly merged body suddenly feels like it's facing its natural enemy.

"Damn it, what is that?"

The Evil Spirit, which had initially been ready to counterattack, now had only one thought: I absolutely cannot let that cursed dagger touch this body.

The next second, the body that had just crawled out of the magma retreated directly back into it.

"Damn, it's quite smart!" Chu Feng exclaimed.

He watched the figure disappearing into the magma, his expression darkening, and he forcefully slammed his right palm downwards.

This Rending Palm from the fantasy world once again displayed its formidable might.

Before the enormous palm even landed, the ground below had already sunk by several inches.

The Evil Spirit hiding in the magma felt an immense pressure on its back, making even movement somewhat difficult.

"Fuck... this is simply not an Exorcist's technique!"

Coming all the way from Hell, I've seen plenty of Exorcists battling Hell Creatures, but I've never encountered such a strange and powerful move.

BOOM! The flowing magma instantly burst forth in all directions like a rain of fire.

Within a huge Palm Imprint, the Evil Spirit's body, already more than half shattered, was struggling to rise from the ground.

Chu Feng, well-prepared, naturally wouldn't miss this chance.

With a flash, his figure appeared in front of the Evil Spirit.

"No~ Don't!"

Its half-shattered mouth opened and closed, its hoarse voice making Chu Feng's eyes flicker.

These creatures from Hell always seem to have such unpleasant real voices.

The pitch-black Cross Dagger in his hand completely ignored the Evil Spirit's pleas as it plunged into its heart.

Then, the next second, "You damned human..."

Along with the Evil Spirit's roar, a dark mist suddenly shot out from the wreckage on the ground, coalescing into a tall figure in mid-air.

Its crimson eyes were fixed intently on Chu Feng below, the hatred in them almost palpable.

"I will send you to Hell..."

The voice, like a proclamation, rang out, causing Chu Feng, who had just spread his palm to reveal the silvery-white flame, to raise an eyebrow.

"Going to Hell is out of the question; the environment there is too poor! Let me send you to a 'warmer' place instead!"

As he spoke, with the surge in Chu Feng's Strength, the Soul Refining Technique, now significantly more powerful, was suddenly unleashed.

The suction, specifically targeting Soul Bodies, directly drew the black mist composing the Evil Spirit into his palm.

"What the hell is this?!"

Feeling its Soul Body rapidly dissipating, the Evil Spirit panicked.

Its black, mist-like form desperately tried to escape the range of the Soul Refining Technique, but under the technique's special and immense suction, its movements were extremely slow.

Escaping this place might become an impossible dream.

"Fuck! Then let's all die together!" The Evil Spirit, despite having many tactics yet untried, was driven to madness in the face of life and death.

It even stopped controlling its own form, allowing the black mist composing its body to dissipate quickly.

A mysterious language spilled from the Evil Spirit's lips. The world instantly fell silent, only the sound of its chanting echoing through the space.

Simultaneously, the dissipation speed of the Evil Spirit's Soul Body suddenly doubled. Countless wisps of black mist even broke free from the suction of Chu Feng's Soul Refining Technique, shooting straight into a nearby magma lake.

Is this... a spatial fluctuation?

Chu Feng's keen Spatial Perception immediately sensed the change in this area of space; he could almost hear space itself crying out.

CRACK!

Following the sound, he glanced at the nearby magma lake, and his eyes narrowed.

The previously placid magma lake had cracked open down the middle, a fissure gradually widening as countless plumes of black smoke billowed out from within.

Chu Feng could even hear horrifying wails coming from it.

"You damned creature, what kind of gibberish are you chanting!"

Knowing he couldn't let this Evil Spirit continue, Chu Feng made a grasping motion with his left hand, and a chillingly cold long blade suddenly appeared.

Gripping the Demon Hunting Blade, he instantly channeled a stream of Spiritual Power from his body into the blade.

At his mental command, a blazing red beam shot towards the Evil Spirit's head.

SIZZLE! A large hole instantly appeared in the head formed of black mist.

The Evil Spirit's chanting abruptly stopped. Its form seemed to simultaneously lose all ability to resist, and in the blink of an eye, it was compliantly drawn by the suction into Chu Feng's palm.

The magma on the ground, no longer fed by the Evil Spirit's power, quickly reverted to solid earth.

The fissure that had been slowly opening also gradually closed.

The wails that had lingered in his ears also faded into nothingness as the fissure vanished.

Surveying the ravaged grounds that stretched for kilometers around, Chu Feng felt a twinge of relief.

Thank goodness I changed locations beforehand; otherwise, the office building would have definitely been a goner!

He looked at the silvery-white flame in his palm and sensed the dark shadow within, still struggling and enduring the scorching heat.

With a thought, he suddenly injected Spiritual Power from his body into the silvery-white flame.

Instantly, the piercing howl of the Evil Spirit resounded.

"That's more like it! If you didn't scream, wouldn't it make my technique seem useless?"

Chu Feng smiled faintly as he concealed the silvery-white flame in his palm. He then raised his head to look at the pale-red sky in the distance, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Evil Spirits from Hell can actually come over now...