Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The entire Massas City was already enveloped in darkness.

All that was shadowy and profound, seemed to have been dragged into the abyss.

The city's reflection merged with Massas City on the ground.

Just like it was said at the beginning.

Now, this city had become a Calamity.

The only haven.

Was the area where Du Wei stood, as well as the vicinity of the piano behind him.

Above the mask.

The pattern representing the ocean fully took shape, though it flickered intermittently.

But within it, a certain consciousness had fully awakened.

Meanwhile.

Freddy witnessed with his own eyes a certain change in the temperament of the man before him, one that made him instinctively tremble.

Clack...

Freddy couldn't help but kneel on the ground, his head lowered as he trembled uncontrollably.

In front of him.

The man wearing the mask looked indifferently at the dark tide that surged up like a tsunami and swept towards him; he reached out and removed the mask.

At the same time, the overlapping shadows separated, becoming mere shadows once more.

He then snapped his fingers.

Freddy, and the piano, both returned to the dream.

Du Wei...

No, it should be said that his other side, Evil Spirit Du Wei, had revived.

It had been offline for quite some time.

Now it had returned to this world.

The iconic eyes had turned pitch black.

No so-called memory synchronization was necessary.

Because they were one and the same person, everything experienced was firsthand. It was just that previously, it had fallen into slumber, unable to resolve all the troubles.

"So noisy."

The voice of Evil Spirit Du Wei was indescribably cold; his left hand held the mask casually dangling, while his right hand stretched towards the sky, and he harshly yanked downwards.

Rip...

It was as if a curtain had been drawn open.

From its center, all darkness was forcibly pushed away, creating a domain of absolute territory nearly a hundred meters in radius.

With a roar...

Huge lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight.

Then, torrential rain began to pour down furiously.

Evil Spirit Du Wei did not like rainy days.

This was not caused by its power; rather, the world was meant to be this way, as if celebrating its arrival with a special welcoming ceremony.

It was quite fitting.

However, the dark tide, provoked by the demeanor of Evil Spirit Du Wei, began to boil again; the darkness that had surged to the skies now converged and pressed down towards it.

A city.

A Calamity.

What it stood for was the terrifying power of the entire Massas City.

But Evil Spirit Du Wei regarded it with disdain.

Even though waking up required half of its power to maintain the current state, and another portion to cover one of the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon Gods polluted by assimilation.

It still stood at the pinnacle.

"You are the first to dare wake me up."

"I must say, you've got guts."

Evil Spirit Du Wei said so, and its pupils suddenly contracted.

The ability of Immobilization activated.

The dark tide rushing towards it was completely frozen in place.

Essentially, the entire Massas City received the same blow.

All was immobilized.

The figure of Evil Spirit Du Wei vanished instantly.

When it reappeared.

It was already standing hundreds of meters in the air, its pair of pitch-black, icy eyes locked onto the Calamity below.

This scene.

Completely defied all logic, all understanding.

Following that, Evil Spirit Du Wei reached out a hand and pressed downwards.

On the back of its right hand.

The pattern of the mask had already replaced that of the compass.

It simply pressed downwards.

But the impact it brought was extremely terrifying.

The whole Massas City trembled, buildings from the last century in the desolated city, high-rises and houses, all collapsed in an instant.

With thunderous noise.

The ground cracked, and the earth crumbled.

The Massas Uninhabited City, not situated on any known earthquake belt, was struck by an earthquake at this moment.

At the very bottom.

The immobilized Massas City, or rather the Calamity, had finally neutralized the Immobilization's power, and at the same time, the entire Uninhabited City was left unobstructed.

The whole city had turned into a complete catastrophe.

As if it had developed its own will.

As the city collapsed, a human silhouette made up of fine black threads appeared at the driver's seat of the part that constituted it—the bus.

Immediately after.

The human silhouette stepped down from the bus.

The fine black threads writhed.

As if undergoing some transformation.

Its appearance was fully outlined.

It was the spitting image of the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

From height, to facial features, even to the clothes it wore, everything was identical.

Ever since the bus became aware of the existence of the Evil Spirit Du Wei, it developed an indelible hatred for Du Wei.

Because Evil Spirit Du Wei was the embodiment of perfection.

Du Wei's personality, consciousness, way of thinking, combined with that illogical yet inevitable terror, formed an existence that should not be.

The bus wanted to turn the Evil Spirit Du Wei into its driver.

In that case, it might become some unimaginable thing, or rather, a concept.

Now, it had become a part of the Calamity.

This Evil Spirit Du Wei, who had descended from the bus, was also an outward manifestation of the Calamity.

Then, it too raised its arm, reaching towards the Evil Spirit Du Wei that was floating hundreds of meters in the sky above.

Telekinesis.

All sorts.

All seemed to be replicating the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

From appearance, to abilities.

But this was utterly laughable.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei, gazing down at the mimic below, ignored this so-called replicating ability and was not affected in the slightest.

And.

The Evil Spirit Du Wei also reached out and lightly grasped.

The replicant was instantly caught in its grasp.

The neck was held tight by its hand.

"Every existence that imitates me will eventually become a part of me,"

"Because there is only one me in this world."

"So-called replicas, so-called copies, only serve to delineate my strength."

"I am God."

With just a slight exertion of force, the replicant burst into tiny, fine black threads, attempting to cover the Evil Spirit Du Wei's arm.

"It's time to end this."

The Evil Spirit Du Wei didn't care in the slightest and simply shook its hand.

The fine black threads swiftly plummeted, crashing into the earthquake-ravaged Uninhabited City.

Another thunderous roar resounded.

Massas City completely collapsed; the ground frenziedly caved in, everything was going to fall into the earth's depths.

But at that moment.

Suddenly...

Within Massas City, amid those collapsing grounds, mist began to seep through, resembling vapor from a leaking radiator.

Blurry shadows crawled up from the collapsed underground.

These vague shadows, although grotesquely shaped, some with missing limbs, each had eyes filled with blood vessels, be it a pair, or even just one.

Others had multiple eyes.

They resembled Du Wei's most loyal subordinates, shadowy figures of a similar kind.

Moreover, the number of such shadow-like beings crawling out was growing.

Gradually, the entire Massas City was swarming with these ghostly entities.

The Demon Spirit-level entities proliferated, enough to strike fear into any hunter who witnessed them.

Furthermore, the mist was unrelated to the Calamity.

It was a third-party force.

At this moment, the Evil Spirit Du Wei felt a strong pulling force.

Its pupils contracted: "Beneath this ground, there lies a Demon God..."

The moment the words left its mouth, the Evil Spirit Du Wei grunted, the pulling force growing stronger, sucking it directly into the collapsing Uninhabited City.

Massas City had utterly collapsed.

What remained was a vast abyss so deep it seemed bottomless.

And now, the Evil Spirit Du Wei was pulled into this abyss.

Numerous shadowy figures similar to it pounced above the pit, and in the blink of an eye, the unexpected happened.

The massive pit vanished.

The whole of Massas City turned into level ground.

The soil was pale yellow, as if freshly tilled.