While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Cao Kun calmly withdrew his arm and looked around.

The temperature inside was several degrees lower than outside, and there was a faint smell of sulfur in the air.

"Take me to see it."

Li Fu nodded and led Cao Kun upstairs, trembling, to her bedroom door.

"It's...it's inside, I'm too scared to go in."

Li Fu huddled behind Cao Kun.

Cao Kun pushed open the door and entered.

The bedroom was large and decorated warmly, but the curtains were drawn and the light was dim.

Cao Kun's gaze instantly locked onto a rocking chair in the corner of the room.

There sat a doll that was more than half a meter tall.

She wore a white vintage wedding dress, had two red braids, and her face was painted with exaggerated blush.

Those big, glassy eyes were staring straight at the doorway.

A strange, stiff smile played on his lips.

The moment Cao Kun saw the doll clearly, his pupils contracted sharply.

This is neither Chucky nor Bill.

This is—Annabelle!

Damn!

How could it be this?

Cao Kun's heart skipped a beat.

As a time traveler, he knew all too well how deep the waters ran behind this doll.

This is not an ordinary case of possession by a vengeful spirit.

Behind Annabelle is the infamous "Gongyang Cult".

In Western mysticism, the so-called "ram" often points to an extremely terrifying being—Satan!

It could be an incarnation of Satan on Earth, or a demon of the level of a hellish lord.

This is no ordinary doll!

If it were an ordinary evil spirit, Cao Kun would have destroyed it with a flick of his wrist.

But if this thing involves the demon king of hell or even Satan, then its nature changes completely.

Although he was already a seventh-rank minor celestial master, he was considered a powerful figure in the mortal realm.

But to go head-to-head with a real demon king of hell, or even a mythical creature of the level of Satan, is simply courting death.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do to help with this."

Without any hesitation, Cao Kun turned and left.

"Miss Lifu, I suggest you move immediately, or contact a cardinal in the Vatican."

Lifu was stunned. She hadn't expected that the master, who had been so calm just moments before, would run away after just one glance at the doll.

"Master Cao, please..."

"hey-hey……"

Just as Cao Kun turned around...

A hoarse, low laugh, like two fingernails rubbing together, suddenly rang out in the room.

boom!

The bedroom door slammed shut with a sharp "click" as it was locked from the inside.

The lights in the room began to flicker wildly, and finally went out completely with a "sizzle".

Darkness descends.

Only the spot where the doll was located emitted an eerie red glow.

"Originally... I only wanted the soul of a pure woman to offer as a sacrifice to my great master..."

The doll slowly turned its head, its neck making a sickening "crackling" sound.

The once rigid glass eyeballs had turned blood red, filled with greed and malice.

It stared intently at Cao Kun, like a beggar who hadn't eaten for three days seeing a feast fit for an emperor.

"But now... I've changed my mind."

The doll slowly floated up from the rocking chair, and thick black energy gushed out from its body, instantly filling the entire room.

"What a powerful soul... what pure power..."

The voice became extremely excited, even bordering on mania:

"If you are offered as a sacrifice to the master... the great Ram Lord, may even descend directly to the mortal realm!"

Your soul is simply the most delicious thing imaginable!

Cao Kun stopped, turned his back to the doll, and his face darkened.

He didn't want to cause trouble.

But this thing not only wouldn't let him leave, it also coveted his body?

This is intolerable.

"You want to eat me?"

Cao Kun slowly turned around, the fear in his eyes disappearing, replaced by a cold killing intent.

"Just because I don't want to mess with your master doesn't mean I'm afraid of you, you errand boy."

"Arrogant humans!"

Annabelle screamed, and the surrounding furniture instantly shattered.

Countless fragments transformed into sharp blades, carrying black energy, and rained down on Cao Kun.

At the same time, a powerful mental shock pierced Cao Kun's mind, attempting to control his soul.

"A trivial skill."

Cao Kun snorted coldly and stomped his foot: "Let's borrow the earth's energy."

Boom boom boom!

A surge of earth energy suddenly rose up and collided with the fragments.

The flying debris and black mist instantly disintegrated and scattered into countless smaller fragments.

"Um--!"

Annabelle was somewhat surprised: "You... how can you be so strong?"

"This is just the beginning."

Cao Kun raised his right hand, and lightning surged in his palm.

"The Five Thunder Orthodox Method—Heed my command!"

He let out a low shout, and a muffled rumble of thunder suddenly echoed through the previously closed room.

"No! What kind of power is this?!"

Annabelle sensed a deadly threat; the intense, masculine aura made her tremble instinctively.

"fall!"

Cao Kun pressed his palm down sharply.

Click!

A blinding silver lightning bolt, like a wildly dancing silver dragon, struck the doll floating in mid-air with pinpoint accuracy.

boom!

The exquisite doll didn't even last a second before it exploded into dust.

"Aaaaaah—!"

As the doll shattered, a phantom dressed in a filthy long dress, emanating wisps of black energy, was forcibly ejected.

It was emitting black smoke, and its body became transparent and ethereal in the lightning, clearly indicating that it had suffered severe damage.

"Ah!" Liv-Taylor screamed in fright and quickly hid behind Cao Kun.

"Damn it! Damn it! You wait, your master won't let you get away with this!"

Annabelle was terrified; she realized she had kicked a hornet's nest.

This Asian man is practically a human thunderstorm!

It dared not linger any longer, and transformed into a wisp of black smoke, fleeing frantically toward the window.

"Trying to leave?"

Cao Kun's eyes were cold, and his right hand clenched loosely again.

Did I let you leave?

Rumble!

This time, it wasn't just a bolt of lightning.

Five bolts of lightning, each as thick as a child's arm, fell from five different directions.

It instantly sealed off all of Annabelle's escape routes, forming a cage of lightning.

"No—! Spare me!"

Annabelle screamed in despair, trying to beg for mercy.

"It's too late."

Cao Kun clenched his fist suddenly.

Five bolts of lightning struck the center simultaneously!

boom!

Amidst the deafening thunder.

Annabelle didn't even have time to unleash her final curse before she was completely annihilated by the raging lightning, her soul scattered to the winds.

The room returned to calm.

The lights flickered twice and then returned to normal.

Only a pile of powder on the ground testifies to what had just happened.

"Ding! Killed a D-level ghost, gained 500000 merit points."

Cao Kun withdrew his hand, straightened his slightly disheveled collar, and looked behind him at the dumbfounded Li Fu-Taylor.

"It's resolved," Cao Kun said calmly. "Remember to settle the payment."