"It looks like I've made it in time!"

Just a second ago, the magnetic voice sounded far away, but in the next instant, a tall figure dressed in a thin black coat had appeared above the crowd.

Seeing the figure appear above her, Amita finally took a long breath—her call hadn't been in vain; he had finally arrived!

Gazing at the sorry state of the people below, Chu Feng frowned. If he had arrived even a bit later, these people might have met their end right there.

With a flick of his hand, the delicate Array Plate appeared in his palm. He then tossed it gently towards the big head, and the howling Evil Spirit was instantly trapped by a barrier, held firmly in place.

As the Evil Spirit was trapped, Chu Feng flashed beside Taran in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, a torrent of Spiritual Power instantly entered her body.

A thin, pitch-black mist was forced out, and Taran's body slumped down completely.

"How did you get here... I thought..."

Having narrowly escaped death, Taran's eyes were filled with disbelief. Shouldn't her boss still be in New York at this time?

"Stop talking and focus on recovering your strength!"

After slowly placing Taran on the ground, Chu Feng repeated the process for the others.

In a short while, he had laid everyone present on the ground.

The power of the Evil Spirit within these people had already begun to transform their bodies. If it weren't for the immediate removal, it was likely that it would be too late to save them later.

After ensuring that the others were settled, Chu Feng's gaze shifted directly to the Evil Spirit that was now furiously ramming itself against the Spirit Trapping Formation.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Carrying his long sword, Chu Feng walked slowly towards the three-story-tall massive head, the rhythmic tapping of his footsteps accompanying him.

The Spiritual Power within him coursed through his meridians at a rapid pace, following the flow pattern of the Soul Suppressing Saber Technique, as a wave of saber intent suddenly manifested.

As Chu Feng drew closer, the Evil Spirit, which had been furiously striking the formation, suddenly found its body inexplicably much heavier.

Even the many wriggling, twisting tumors on its big head began to droop.

By now the eyes of the Evil Spirit, originally tightly shut, had opened. However, having just been blinded in one by a strike from Chu Feng's sword, it now watched him with its remaining, terrified eye.

"What exactly are you? A Demon? An Angel?"

It simply couldn't believe that a human could inflict such damage with a single blow. And what was this inexplicable pressure surrounding it?

Now inside the Spirit Trapping Formation, Chu Feng looked at the Evil Spirit, the back of its head already pressed against the rear barrier, and a flash of light suddenly passed over his expressionless face.

It was the reflection of sunlight on his raised long sword's blade.

"You're about to die. Why all the questions?"

The cold gleam of the Demon Hunting Blade reflected in the sunlight. As the long sword fell like lightning, it transformed into a blinding flash of light aimed at the giant head.

The Evil Spirit, firmly locked in by the saber's momentum, wanted to dodge but found itself unable to move, left with no choice but to brace itself with the power inside its body.

Tumors sloughed off the massive head, each growing a human face, clustering together and emitting squeaking noises.

Under the Evil Spirit's control, they aligned themselves in front of the blade's path, trying to lessen the force of the saber light.

But in the next second, the chilling light of the blade flashed and vanished, and the annoying squeals of the tumors were silenced instantly.

The overwhelming saber light reduced the tumors blocking its path to countless ashes.

"No~"

The blade of death descended, leaving the Evil Spirit with no choice but to let out a desperate, unwilling roar before its consciousness plunged into darkness.

The Middle Rank Evil Spirit, which had many bizarre tricks up its sleeve, had its massive head split in two instantly after a flash of the blade.

In the sunlight, the bizarre body quickly burned to a pile of ashes, and the Bizarre aura surrounding it dissipated along with the death of the Evil Spirit.

Meanwhile, the Exorcists who had witnessed the entire process of the Evil Spirit's death now all wore faces of dumbfounded astonishment.

Was that the same Middle Rank Evil Spirit that almost annihilated our group?

Am I dreaming?

Lying far away on the ground, Samor, with a vacant look in his eyes, mumbled to himself and slapped his own cheek vigorously.

He simply couldn't believe that there could be such a huge gap between them, all Exorcists, and the founder of this office.

But the stinging pain on his face and the crisp sound forced him to accept the reality of everything that had happened before his eyes.

Also, what on earth was Mr. Chu Feng using? How could it be so different from our style of combat?

Samor, now thoroughly impressed by the power of the Soul Suppressing Saber Technique's saber light, suddenly wanted to try learning how to use Eastern weapons!

"DING! Congratulations to the host for killing a Middle Rank Evil Spirit. You will receive the following..."

The system's reward notification arrived as expected, but Chu Feng turned his head to look at the people behind him and shook his head helplessly.

Now was not the best time to count his gains, and those little rats also needed cleaning up.

Looking at the untouched skyscraper beside him, Chu Feng's Spiritual Wings flickered slightly, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Atop the skyscraper, two figures who had watched Chu Feng vanish felt a sudden sense of foreboding.

"Let's go!"

The man in the lead, wearing black sunglasses, suddenly changed his expression and barked an order before turning to leave.

"Two little rats, where do you think you're going?"

Before the two could take a few steps, a voice that suddenly appeared between them forced them to halt their hurried escape.

Looking at the hand on each of their shoulders, the lead man's eyes flickered dangerously before he quickly concealed the light.

"Mr. Chu Feng, we were just curious about Exorcists and the Bizarre. We really meant no harm," said the lead man.

"Yes, yes, just curious!"

The two men, with obsequious smiles on their faces, hadn't noticed that the black lanyards around their necks had suddenly moved on their own.

A pair of large hands clasped their necks and lifted them off the ground.

"Ugh... let go of me..."

The two struggled to breathe and desperately tried to break free from Chu Feng's grip.

"Curious!" Chu Feng's eyes gleamed with amusement. "Curious people wouldn't have this..."

With a mere thought from him, the identical black cords around their necks floated up, pulling two black goat-head badges into view from beneath their collars.

"Heh~ Members of the Holy Advent Society?" Chu Feng's voice suddenly turned icy. "I remember I once said, for every Holy Advent Society member I see, I kill one!"

Seeing their ruse exposed, the man with sunglasses stopped struggling and quickly snatched off his large sunglasses.

From the wrist-thick black holes where his eyes should be, a snake head, its eyes flashing red, suddenly emerged.

SNAP! SNAP!

The neck vertebrae of the two cultists snapped instantly under Chu Feng's tightening fingers.