The Exorcism Began in America.

In Chu Feng's Spiritual Perception, a thick layer of Bizarre Strength undulated with ripples above the room's door before settling back into calmness.

The activity in Room 1408 didn't cease; its sole, already isolated window had now transformed into a solid wall, as if the room had no intention of leaving Chu Feng any way out.

"CRASH! CRASH!"

A series of violent, wave-crashing sounds reached Chu Feng's ears.

Turning his head, he saw a painting on the wall depicting a ship sailing through a storm.

"Heh, I almost forgot you had this trick up your sleeve!"

Chu Feng quickly walked over to the painting. Before he could act, a bedraggled sailor wielding a hammer instantly appeared and swung it fiercely toward him.

Despite the sailor's ferocious expression, Chu Feng remained impassive.

Following the trajectory of the sailor's falling hammer, Chu Feng moved slightly, his body shifting to one side, causing the sailor's hammer to strike empty air.

"Demon-breaking Fist!"

His right fist clenched. Chu Feng instantly activated the skill icon on the system panel, and a dense layer of Spiritual Power coiled around his lowered fist.

In the blink of an eye, his sandbag-sized fist emerged from behind the sailor.

With a slight twitch of Chu Feng's fist, the sailor's body instantly turned into a wisp of ash.

Unobstructed, Chu Feng stepped forward and finally stood before the wall painting.

In the painting, the commotion from the storm grew more intense by the moment.

A smirk suddenly touched Chu Feng's lips.

His slender hand reached out to the sides of the painting, and with a gentle tug, it came loose into his hands.

"Get in there!"

With a thought from Chu Feng, the painting in his hands vanished instantly, collected into the system's Storage Space.

The instant the painting vanished, every abnormal noise inside Room 1408 abruptly ceased. Even the chandelier above Chu Feng's head, which had been flickering ceaselessly, began to shine brightly.

"RING! RING!"

In the utter silence, the room's landline phone suddenly began to ring.

"Hello," Chu Feng answered the phone, his tone friendly as he greeted the Bizarre presence of Room 1408 on the other end of the line.

A hoarse female voice came from the other end of the line.

"Exorcist, leave this room immediately!"

The moment the voice on the phone finished speaking, the door to Room 1408 burst open, revealing the brightly lit corridor outside.

"Sorry, that's non-negotiable!"

Chu Feng slammed the receiver onto the polished desk, from which the faint sound of Bizarre curses still emanated.

"F**K, you damn Exorcist, you're dead meat!"

The door to Room 1408 slammed shut once more amidst the Bizarre entity's fury.

Subsequently, the thermostat next to the bathroom door began to creak, and the temperature inside the room suddenly began to rise rapidly.

"CRACK!"

With a crisp sound, the thermostat, clearly controlled by the Bizarre entity, shattered into a pile of debris under Chu Feng's iron fist.

"Since it's broken, there's no need for it to be an eyesore!"

The destruction of the thermostat evidently didn't affect the rate at which the room's temperature was rising.

In no time, the entire room became like a furnace. Under the sweltering heat, even the carpet on the floor began to slowly curl and deform.

But clearly, this level of heat was ineffective against Chu Feng, whose Attributes on the panel were approaching one hundred.

Not even a bead of sweat could be seen on his forehead.

"BANG! BANG! BANG!"

As the Bizarre entity deployed its methods, Chu Feng naturally wouldn't sit idly by; the shotgun in his hands began to roar.

He steadily aimed the shotgun at a section of the wall. The first shot dispersed the Bizarre Strength clinging to it. With the second shot, the impacted area of the wall exploded with flying bricks and stones, countless iron pellets embedding themselves within it.

Tch, looks like physical damage isn't enough!

The AA-12 shotgun in his hand instantly returned to his Storage Space.

With a flip of his palm, the red-and-blue Demon Hunting Blade reappeared in his hand.

Surging Spiritual Power poured from his body, rushing along his clenched palm and continuously flowing into the slender Demon Hunting Blade.

Meanwhile, Room 1408 was not idle. Seeing that the high temperature seemed to have no effect on the Exorcist, the room's temperature suddenly began to plummet.

In the blink of an eye, the indoor temperature dropped below zero degrees Celsius and continued to fall.

A layer of snow-white frost materialized from nowhere, slowly spreading throughout the entire room, a biting coldness rushing straight for Chu Feng, the only human present.

"Still the same old tricks?"

Exhaling a puff of white breath, Chu Feng frowned slightly. In a flash, he swung his Demon Hunting Blade at one of Room 1408's walls, leaving a huge gash.

"AAAAH!"

The moment the long blade struck, an extremely piercing howl assaulted Chu Feng's ears, causing him slight discomfort and prompting him to shake his head lightly.

Just as Chu Feng was about to deliver a second strike, the old-fashioned TV set behind him suddenly turned on by itself.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng! Turn around and look at me!" a voice hidden deep within Chu Feng's memory, one intimately familiar, reached his ears.

Is that Mother's voice? Chu Feng froze. He slowly turned around, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the gentle, shoulder-length-haired woman on the TV screen.

"Xiaofeng, I didn't expect you to have grown so much. Come here, let me look at you!"

Hearing the woman's words from the TV, Chu Feng didn't move an inch. Instead, he tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath of the frigid air.

"GNASH... GNASH..."

Reopening his eyes to look at the TV screen, Chu Feng's teeth ground together, his expression clearly filled with extreme hatred.

"You truly... deserve to die!"

The next instant, Chu Feng's figure vanished from the spot.

The Demon Hunting Blade gripped tightly in his hand began to dance wildly around the room.

Flashes of lightning-fast blade light transformed into a sky full of afterimages.

Countless gashes scarred the room's floor, walls, and even the ceiling.

Now, anyone looking at Room 1408 would see a dangerously compromised structure on the verge of complete collapse.

For a moment, the anguished roars from Room 1408 echoed throughout the entire Dolphin Hotel.

Countless sleeping guests were instantly awakened. Hearing the relentless roars, their faces filled with shock and confusion.

"What's going on?"

"Damn it, who's making that godawful racket in the middle of the night?"

"Can someone tell me what happened?"

"..."

The harrowing roars threw countless guests into a panic, each one hurriedly dialing the hotel's front desk to inquire.

As Manager Graman frantically dealt with the awakened guests, the howling from Room 1408 finally began to subside.

Inside the room, the Bizarre entity of Room 1408 was finally, completely enraged.

"You forced my hand! Damn Exorcist, die!"