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

Stepping into the house again, Cao Kun felt an even greater chill than before.

The previously hidden, eerie wind began to blow, causing the curtains in the room to flutter continuously.

Even occasionally, a dark shadow would flash by.

Those were spirits of the dead, driven by Jeremiah.

The room was filled with various sounds that seemed to indicate people were talking in hushed tones.

But those voices are not only unclear about what they are saying, but listening to them carefully will only make you dizzy and disoriented.

On that dining table, a cup and plate were arranged to form the word "death."

Cao Kun ignored all these strange phenomena. With a wave of his hand, a ritual table already set with various items appeared directly in front of him.

Rub your hand on the incense stick, and it will light itself.

Cao Kun grabbed a peach wood sword and swung it, stepping forward as he did so.

"The Way is learned through the mind, and the mind transmits it through incense."

"Incense burns in the jade censer, my heart is with the Emperor."

"The true spirits look down, the immortal banners descend upon the hall."

"Your Majesty, I have sent a messenger to report this matter, which will reach the highest heavens."

As the Incense Offering Mantra was recited, the smoke from the three sticks of incense, which had been fluttering in the cold wind, suddenly became straight as a rod, reaching straight into the sky.

A mysterious power instantly enveloped the altar.

The shadowy figures that were originally closer to this place hurriedly moved away, as if they were terrified of this place.

And those inaudible murmurs suddenly vanished.

Cao Kun continued to wield his sword and move his feet without stopping.

"Heaven and earth are natural, and impurities disperse."

"The cave is mysterious and profound, and the vastness of the universe shines brightly."

"The mighty gods of the eight directions make me natural."

"The Lingbao Talisman commands, proclaiming it throughout the Nine Heavens."

"Qianluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan".

"Slay demons and bind evil spirits, deliver countless ghosts from suffering."

……

The "Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra" was once again recited by Cao Kun with a special rhythm.

However, Cao Kun's cultivation has now reached the sixth rank of Human Master, and his power is far greater than before.

With the added power of this altar, its power has been further enhanced.

As the "Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra" was recited, a wondrous resonance appeared between heaven and earth.

This force has no effect on anything else in the surrounding area, not even on living people.

But the shadowy figures stopped moving and instead approached, letting the power fall on them, even actively cooperating with it.

Their figures began to fade rapidly, gradually becoming transparent.

But they showed no fear or resistance; instead, they looked at Cao Kun with eyes full of gratitude.

They also waved their hands, seemingly to express their gratitude to Cao Kun.

"The Demon King bows his head, and guards my palace."

"The evil and filth will dissipate, and the Dao's Qi will endure."

As the incantation was finished, the dark figures completely disappeared before Cao Kun's eyes.

"Ding! You have successfully pacified a G-level deceased soul and gained 100 merit points."

"Ding! You have successfully pacified a G-level deceased soul and gained 300 merit points."

"Ding! You have successfully pacified a G-level deceased soul and gained 300 merit points."

……

One voice after another echoed in Cao Kun's mind.

Cao Kun did not stop and continued reciting the "Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra" for the second time.

As Cao Kun continued chanting, more and more dark shadows appeared, then disappeared transparently.

The voice in Cao Kun's mind also kept ringing out.

The gloomy atmosphere inside the house has dissipated considerably, and the chilly feeling is no longer so severe.

"Damn it, you really deserve to die..."

That same furious voice came from underground once again.

A figure appeared in the living room mirror.

The figure was entirely gray-black, with a few strands of hair remaining on its head, and exuded a gray-black aura.

Eyes filled with murderous intent stared intently at Cao Kun in the mirror, and a violent aura emanated from its reflection.

"Go to hell... Go to hell..."

The figure in the mirror yelled, and suddenly countless flies appeared in the room from nowhere.

In an instant, a dark mass, emitting a buzzing, restless sound, charged towards Cao Kun.

In the movie, the priest was so frightened that he never dared to go to the door again.

Looking at the flies, Cao Kun remained calm, reached out and pulled out a paperweight from his person.

With a flick of the ruler, a figure flew out and landed on the ground; it was none other than Broken Flesh Face.

"Get rid of these things."

Upon hearing Cao Kun's order, the man with the fleshy face raised his face, in which maggots were constantly crawling in and out, and looked at the swarm of flies.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide and inhaled forcefully.

Instantly, a powerful suction force emanated, drawing all the flies towards the mouth of the mangled face.

Before long, all the flies in the room disappeared into the mouth of the man with the fleshy face.

The man with the fleshy face stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, seemingly still wanting more.

"Hmph! It's you again, go to hell."

The figure in the mirror spoke again, then disappeared back into the mirror.

But suddenly, a scripture began to play in the room.

It sounded like a pastor preaching, but it was filled with an eerie and terrifying feeling.

Upon hearing this passage, Cao Kun immediately felt dizzy and lightheaded.

[Damn it, Jeremiah turned into a demon, how can he still recite scriptures? This ghost is definitely not so easy to deal with.]

Cao Kun was still feeling dizzy and unwell.

But Broken Flesh Face was in agony, clutching his head, mouth agape, letting out a silent cry of pain.

Even under these circumstances, his eyes were changing little by little, as if he were being controlled by some force and breaking free from Cao Kun's control.

Cao Kun quickly threw a black talisman at the mangled face, while simultaneously making hand seals and chanting an incantation:

"Spirits of the underworld, heed my command."

"Obsession is the fuel, resentment is the catalyst."

"Borrowing your remaining breath, I will continue your true form."

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

boom!

The black talisman suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a black fire.

At the same time, a powerful force filled with resentment, grievances, obsessions and other negative energy suddenly entered the body of Broken Flesh Face.

The man with the shattered flesh face trembled, and his aura surged instantly.

The pain on his face disappeared, and he lowered his hands that were holding his head.

He straightened up, and the maggots crawling in and out of his face became even faster.

The constant chanting of scriptures had a minimal impact on him.

"Go, kill him."

Cao Kun gave another instruction.

Without saying a word, the man with the fleshy face vanished from Cao Kun's sight in a flash.

Soon, the strange chanting stopped completely, and Cao Kun's dizziness disappeared.

He sensed for a moment that two powerful yin energies were colliding underground.

Cao Kun walked towards the basement entrance, pushed open the wooden door, and went downstairs.

Cao Kun had been here once before, and everything here remains the same.

Cao Kun looked around and spotted a large hammer on the shelf.

He swung the hammer and slammed it against the wall.

After a few thuds, a hole appeared in the wall.

A chilling aura emanated from the cave, and Cao Kun saw rows of iron cells inside.

The collision of those two yin energies was taking place deeper inside the prison cell.

"Thump...thump..."

Cao Kun continued smashing the wall.