Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

Chapter 168 167, Black shadow???

22:09.

More than ten minutes had passed since Du Wei led the Evil Spirit Squad around the street, circling to the right.

Behind the squad, another Ghost appeared, and a large amount of fog was encroaching upon them.

Now, Du Wei was at the entrance of the street, on the left side. If he were to walk a bit further to the right, he would form a closed loop, sealing off the exit that could have allowed him to leave.

Once sealed, neither humans nor Evil Spirits could get out.

The overlapping of two places so bizarre that they defied understanding meant that not even a hunter could escape.

And when it was time to leave, Du Wei would expedite the formation of this closed loop.

Apart from him, no Evil Spirit or person could leave this place.

...

As Du Wei led the Evil Spirit Squad forward, Ghosts continuously appeared behind them as anchors, seeking to pull them into the boundaries of the highway. However, with the Evil Spirit Squad's presence, the Ghosts couldn't appear in front of him, they could only follow behind the squad.

Invisibly.

Du Wei, the leader, not only had to lead the Evil Spirit Squad forward but also drag along many Ghosts.

He turned his head to glance behind him. The fog was pervasive, but its range was limited to the highway and did not tend to spread to the surrounding areas.

Afterward, Du Wei turned his head back and looked at the Evil Spirit at the entrance of the street — Mike Stowe.

Under the Spirit Vision, this Evil Spirit, more terrifying than before, was motionless. But the Golden Brooch on its chest emitted an odd sense of Strangeness.

This thing was related to curses.

Moreover, last time on the bus, Du Wei had seen the letters inscribed on it. Combining them with the ring on his person, he had finally deduced 'val...k.'

These letters seemed to be part of a name, but obviously, a section was missing.

Therefore, up to this point, Du Wei was still unclear about the meaning of these items related to curses.

But he knew that it was best not to provoke the Golden Brooch if possible.

A single ring had already brought him close to death multiple times. If he added a brooch to the mix, even a hunter who had undergone a full Evil Spirit Transformation would probably be left with no other path but death.

Suddenly.

Du Wei frowned, his keen senses alert to a terrifyingly malevolent gaze that was fixed intently upon him.

The Evil Spirit Mike Stowe lifted its leg with an extremely slow movement.

It seemed to be struggling, trying to break free from the street's eerie constraints, to no avail.

Du Wei watched calmly as he took out his phone and flipped to the photo of the dark silhouette.

Then he aimed it at the Evil Spirit before him.

This scene was quite strange.

The Evil Spirit could not move; it could only stare rigidly at Du Wei, unable to even turn its head.

And yet, as Du Wei took out his phone, Mike Stowe saw nothing but Du Wei and the photo of the dark silhouette.

Evil Spirits possess the trait of disregarding space and distance.

In an instant.

Du Wei saw a pair of bloodshot eyes appear in the darkness behind the Evil Spirit Mike Stowe.

The Black Umbrella walked directly out from the shadows.

But the next second.

The Black Umbrella abruptly turned towards Du Wei, who was holding a mask in his left hand and was just about to put his phone in his pocket with his right hand.

The Black Umbrella trembled violently...

It looked as though it was infuriated.

With an expressionless face, Du Wei muttered to himself, "Could it be that my guess was wrong and the Black Umbrella can't move on the street either?"

But then, the Black Umbrella moved.

It stared fixedly at Du Wei for a few hesitant seconds before turning its head to face the Evil Spirit Mike Stowe.

Then.

The Black Umbrella reached out towards Mike Stowe's head, its movements much slower than before but still persistent.

Du Wei thoughtfully considered that the trembling he had just witnessed might be because the Black Umbrella couldn't completely ignore the street's eerie power.

However, it probably couldn't kill this Evil Spirit.

After all, the terror of the Black Umbrella lay in its contagiousness. The more people it killed, the stronger it became.

With his mind divided, Du Wei watched while simultaneously pondering the people of the Dusk Bell Church.

Through the connection between the two Joker Cards, he could feel that the Bald Man had stopped a kilometer away.

It was a normal response of vigilance.

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As long as the Bald Man wasn't foolish, he would definitely guess that a trap had been laid for him.

But he could never imagine what the trap actually was.

When someone is walking, they care about visible dangers beneath their feet, but they would never be wary of the road itself.

Unless they had already experienced the highway's horrors.

But that wasn't the case at all.

If the Bald Man had ever encountered the highway, according to the rule that the road extended infinitely, there should be ghosts or mist everywhere nearby.

Even so, if Du Wei were to come to this area, he would also enter the range of the highway.

But in reality, no one but him knew of the highway's strangeness.

Or rather, those who knew had already died on the highway...

For instance, those ghosts...

At that moment.

The shadow also touched the head of the Evil Spirit, Mike Stowe.

Seeing this, Du Wei couldn't help but shake his head slightly; the shadow seemed very persistent about beheading its targets, whether human or Evil Spirit.

"Completely incomprehensible," he muttered.

As he spoke,

he saw the shadow trying to twist off the Evil Spirit's head, but to no avail; instead, the malice that had originally been directed only at Du Wei suddenly concentrated entirely on the shadow.

Crack...

The head of Mike Stowe was twisted by the shadow a full one hundred and eighty degrees.

Crimson blood flowed straight down from his eyeholes.

It trembled wildly, as if wanting to break free from the restraints of the street, the terrifying malice causing the temperature around to drop sharply.

The shadow was trembling too, but this time it was clearly being overpowered.

Yet it still refused to give up and twisted the head further in another turn.

The entire head returned to its original position at a bizarre angle.

Unconsciously, Du Wei reached for his own neck, and the thought of killing the shadow grew even stronger.

But he knew that there was no chance in Massas City.

Here, its advantage was too great.

Even though Mike Stowe's head had been twisted in a full circle, it hadn't been taken off by the shadow; instead, the blood flowing from the eyeholes grew thicker.

Evil Spirits were not human, and the appearance of blood was an abnormal sign.

It also often indicated that it would become even more terrifying.

Indeed.

The shadow seemed to sense something and immediately let go of Mike Stowe's head, turning to look at Du Wei.

At that moment, its target returned to Du Wei.

"You want to kill me? I think you can try,"

he said with a cold laugh, pulling out a lighter from his pocket and pressing it lightly.

The crimson flame emitted light, reflecting into the darkness, forming an elliptical area beneath his feet.

Where there was light, there would be shadows.

Du Wei stepped forward, holding the Black Umbrella.

All the Evil Spirits behind him, as if receiving a signal, started moving again.

A squad is called a squad because it is an entity as a whole.

And Du Wei was the leader of this entity.

The shadow glared at Du Wei and finally disappeared into the darkness, very reluctantly.

As if Du Wei heard nothing,

having confirmed that he could continue to move as long as there were shadows, he had already decided what to do, combining the previous summary of the delay issue between the shadow and the body.

Find a safe position to stand.

Lead the entire Evil Spirit Squad in, not missing a single one.