Zuo Dao Becomes a God Starting from American Horror

Chapter 194 Solving the Sawyer Message
Carrie's black hair danced wildly, radiating a surge of power.

Carrie's eyes remained unmoved as she watched the houses being meticulously crushed and destroyed inch by inch.

Even if Emma and the others below were talking, she pretended not to hear them and simply increased her mental output.

Among a crowd.

She and Maria were the most loyal to Louis, but Maria had a split personality; even after her transformation, she was not completely intact and was easily influenced by outsiders.

Just like now, unable to resist the persuasion of my good friend, I reluctantly agreed.

But Carrie is different.

She has truly undergone a baptism.

Cowardice, weakness, and fear have all left her, leaving behind only calmness, ruthlessness, and determination.

Louis's seclusion is precisely the time when he needs stability; otherwise, any trouble would only cause him problems. They are there to assist him, not to cause trouble.

Although she and Emma were close, Carrie, who had already awakened to the truth, was well aware that Emma was a jerk. Therefore, despite her close relationship with Emma, ​​she did not listen to Emma's wishes.

Faced with the so-called adventure, it's best to strike first from a distance.

No matter what curses or hidden powers you have, no matter how powerful the evil spirits inside are, just destroy this place of habitation and demolish it!
Eradicate it at its root.

What can you do?

Faced with Carrie's powerful telekinesis that could restrain demons, the hidden power within this destroyed house finally began to manifest at this moment.

An evil force began to fluctuate.

Emma and the others also fell silent, watching intently as wisps of black mist slowly rose from the ruins of the house.

At the same time, flies emerged from the youth who had been transferred out, instantly coalescing into a black column of wind that flew back into the house and merged with the black mist.

In an instant, the number of black flies began to increase dramatically.

The scale of the event was truly impressive.

Emma and the others below also began their actions at this time.

Flames began to ignite in mid-air and shoot out.

But Carrie in the air was using her telekinesis to carefully sense the situation. Just as Alan had said, the house was strange, and the swarm of flies seemed unable to escape the area where the house was located.

Are you trapped?

No, its source of power is also this house and this land.

Earthbound spirit?
Carrie, who had been taught by Louis, thought this way.

That being the case...

hum! ! !
Ripples appeared in the sky as a giant, translucent hand descended straight down from the heavens.

boom!
The whirlwind created by the immense air pressure extinguished the flames.

Emma and the others retreated awkwardly.

The swarm of flies in mid-air was also completely wiped out by this force, dying one after another, but leaving no substantial flesh or blood behind. Instead, they turned into wisps of black mist, which began to gather again.

"Humph!"

Carrie stretched out both hands this time.

A sudden, powerful slap!
Snapped!
A tremendous roar, as if the heavens themselves had changed, resounded. The houses, already in ruins, were destroyed a second time, shattering them even more completely. Even the foundations were affected by this powerful force, with cracks appearing everywhere.

The boundless underground was revealed.

At that moment, the skeleton hidden below was also destroyed by Carrie's terrifying power and turned into dust.

boom!
The black mist that had transformed into a giant fly in mid-air let out a sharp scream and plummeted from the sky.

Flies coalesced into human form, then twisted and deformed, rolling and struggling on the ground.

At last.

It opened its gaping maw, filled with black holes, and roared to the sky.

Wow!
It completely dissipated, turning into nothingness.

Carrie secretly made an assessment: the earthbound spirit, within the scope of this house, barely possessed the power of a superior evil spirit, but its limitations were too great. Once the corpse or object storing its power was destroyed, it would perish directly.

Snapped!
Carrie landed on the ground and headed straight for the crack.

Emma and the others below were completely dumbfounded.

No wonder Louis didn't bring them along, but only Carrie; it's definitely a difference in their strength!
They're on completely different levels now.

Houses collapsed and buildings crumbled, the earth shattered and the ground split.

A seemingly powerful evil spirit was thus brutally eliminated.

If it were them, they would probably explore carefully before launching a major battle to resolve the situation.

only……

While this makes things simpler, it defeats the purpose of their adventure.

There was absolutely no fun in it.

Emma looked dejected, but she didn't go up to question Carrie. Instead, she was thinking about whether she should take advantage of Louis and see if she could compete with Carrie after breaking through to the Yin God realm.

Maria and Madison, standing nearby, had different expressions. Maria was fine; she just felt relieved. She had been hesitant and conflicted, but now she didn't have to worry anymore; someone had made the decision for her.

Madison, on the other hand, snorted coldly, clearly disliking Carrie.

But at the same time, he secretly thought that the power he had awakened seemed to be somewhat similar to Carrie's.

They are all forms of invisible power, but there is a significant difference in their strength. However, they can continue to grow stronger in the future, and perhaps one day they will become like her.

At this time.

"Juliet!" Patricia shouted and rushed over to check on her younger sister and brother. Fortunately, Carrie was still quite sensible, and her sister and brother were both alright.

However, their home...

Nancy, standing nearby, was also somewhat embarrassed. The exorcist they had hired had destroyed her friend's house. What should they do now? Urgent!
Meanwhile, Carrie, who had destroyed the house, had arrived at the crack and was looking at the rotten coffin on the ground, as well as the corpse inside that she had turned to dust. Her eyes flickered slightly.

The bone powder gathered and transformed into a fist-sized, grayish-white sphere. A faint sense of power could be felt within it.

Clearly, the evil spirit is not completely dead.

Carrie turned around, and the gray-white bone ball floated in mid-air and followed her.

Approaching Patricia, he looked at her brother and said coldly, "We will compensate for the house. Also, your brother can still be saved, but we can only try after Louis comes out."

Patricia, who had been somewhat excited, immediately calmed down.

This is perhaps the best outcome.

After all, her younger brother could still be saved, and she could also get compensation for the house; the only thing she would have to pay was a fright.

She took a deep breath, stood up, and bowed to Carrie. "Thank you so much for your help."

Carrie didn't speak, but looked at Emma and said, "We should go back."

Emma rolled her eyes.

"Hmm."

After they left.

When Patricia's mother returned from work, she found her home gone, but thankfully Patricia and the others were unharmed.

And I also told her some good news.

Upon hearing that it could solve her son's vegetative state, and after looking at the destroyed house, she sighed and gave up the idea.

She had always known about the eeriness of the house.

She brought the children here on purpose.

……

Just as Louis went into seclusion.

In a certain state in the south.

The aged Indian high priest, Red, was walking with a cane, heading north. As he passed a small town, his nose twitched slightly, as if he had caught a whiff of something, and a smile immediately spread across his face.

Their steps changed direction, heading towards that small town.

They arrived at the highway in the small town, which seemed somewhat desolate. As Red walked toward the highway, someone watched indifferently, seemingly looking at something.

The red car followed the road to a somewhat abandoned manor on the edge of the road.

The smell of blood is strongest here.

"Hehe, looks like this is the place. There are many cannibals, yet they haven't turned into Wendigos yet. Interesting. Let me lend you a hand."

With a slight twitch of his aged arm, he actually broke through the steel gate and walked straight in.

At that moment, a servant from the manor came out and immediately became alert, asking, "Who are you?!"

"This is the Sawyer family estate! Get out of here right now! Or we'll call the police!"

Red remained unmoved, glancing at the weapons in their hands, and smiled slightly.

next moment.

All the servants froze, their eyes dimming, as if they had fallen asleep.

He walked into the manor.

They saw the sole owner of the manor, an old woman with white hair who looked like she was about to die.

"Cough-cough-"

The old lady looked at the red color, and although she was a little nervous, she still maintained a calm demeanor.

"who are you?"

"Oh, master of this place, you shouldn't be asking me that question."

"After all, you have more important things to do."

"Call out your juniors."

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. I’m all alone here. Our Sawyer family has been destroyed by the residents of this town.”

Red seemed unable to hold back her laughter and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to tell corny jokes."

“I can smell the blood on you, and the wails of those dead. It seems you are a cannibalistic family.”

Without even glancing at the old woman's shocked expression, Red walked off in a certain direction. "Fine, since you won't cooperate, I'll have to find it myself."

The old lady was about to say something when she was frozen in place, her whole body stiffening.

Red, leaning on her cane, quickly found a door leading down.

crunch--

Open the door and go underground.

Below was a tightly sealed iron door, covered in blood, which looked rather terrifying.

The red pillar lifts the cane, and gently taps it.

boom!
A large hole was punched through the lock of the iron gate, and the entire iron gate was broken open, gradually opening with a creaking sound.

The bloody room inside was revealed.

The meat, heads, intestines, bones, and other parts, neatly cut and hung up, were all cleaned up as if by a professional butcher making a living this way.

In the middle of that was a burly man, over two meters tall, fat and strong, with an ugly face stitched together, dull eyes, and dressed in a white chef's uniform.

He was still holding a butcher's knife in his hand, staring blankly at the red.

Red laughed loudly, "Good! Good! Good!"

"Great ingredients!"

"With cannibalistic blood and a natural mutation, you would have been qualified to compete for the title of our tribe's Great Warrior in the past. Unfortunately, you're not very bright. Oh well, you're just causing trouble for the white people."

"Let me lend you a hand."

"Great Wendigo!"

……

Rebirth prison.

Inside the alloy room.

A figure sat cross-legged, and with each breath, a strange power was drawn into his body.

Behind him, a phantom figure, similar in shape and appearance but more blurred and enormous, appeared and disappeared.

And with each breath, it gradually transforms into a more solidified form.

It was Louis.

Several months have passed since he went into seclusion. During this time, he has made great progress. Every day after finishing his cultivation, he would study magic techniques, and when he studied different techniques, he would forge magical artifacts.

Do these three things in a cycle.

As for the more complicated matters like eating and drinking, they were completely outside his consideration, and he only did them occasionally.

It can be said that they completely abandoned the concept of time and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to cultivation; this is the seclusion of the Yin Spirit level.

Over the course of several months, he made considerable progress. Firstly, his Yin Spirit had solidified by 20%, reaching a level of 40% solidification.

It was undeniable progress, but the higher one climbed, the more difficult it became, a fact Louis was well aware of.

He was preparing to issue an order for his family to collect some of the monster corpses to test their abilities.

I'll see if I can use the Blood River Pearl to condense the Blood Pill in advance, so it can help me.

There have also been corresponding advancements in magical artifacts and spells.

The centipede bag and the corpse-raising coffin have been successfully crafted, but they only have one layer of restrictions and still need careful refinement.

He has now successfully infused the Cold Fiend into his body with the Killing Body Technique, one of the Three Arts of Yin Gods, and only the Death Fiend remains.

"It's not enough. I can still improve. I'm far from being ready to leave the pass."

Louis muttered to himself.

The feeling of calming down and increasing his strength was wonderful, and he didn't want to stop for the time being.

Reach out.

A cell phone, located in the corner, flew in; it had several text messages on it.

Louis glanced at it.

"Yes, the old man is in good health now and has resumed his involvement in family affairs. The expansion of the family is going smoothly under his leadership. Not bad, it seems that my coffin birthday celebration feng shui arrangement was not in vain."

"Hmm? This Emma is indeed restless. Oh well, it's expected. Besides, it might not be a bad thing. After this experience, she should know the gap between herself and the strong."

"Carrie, on the other hand, is determined, strong, and loyal. It seems she will be my most useful disciple in the future."

"She asked me to help her brother after I leave the country? I don't have time for that."

This kind of conscious, vegetative state patient is clearly having their soul suppressed. Perhaps trying to get them to drink water infused with incense ash in front of the Kitchen God statue would be worthwhile.

"The Devourer Company is doing well. Four of the eight generals have been assembled. Jordan has already amassed tens of millions of dollars and is still expanding outwards. He's doing a great job."

"The Warrens are all right? They haven't even contacted Annabelle yet? Tsk, looks like it's not time yet."

Although he is in seclusion, it does not mean that Louis has lost access to information from the outside world; this information is what he is most concerned about now.

Louis then began to make demands.

Use the family's resources to hunt down or purchase the corpses of monsters with physical bodies.

The condensation of Yin Spirit requires the power of Blood Elixir.

Having done all this, Louis regained his composure and once again immersed himself in his cultivation.

This period of closure is bound to be long.

(End of this chapter)