Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

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St. Bodia.

A towering spire descended, suppressing the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

The coffin flew out.

But with just one look from the Evil Spirit Du Wei, it was forced back.

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New York.

Tom and Father Tony were still soliciting in the Red Light District.

The arrival of dawn left them utterly exhausted.

Just then,

Tom's eyes widened as he looked up at the sky, "Fuck! Father Tony, look, is that my brother up there? I must be fucking losing it!"

Father Tony rubbed his eyes!

Above in the sky, the Evil Spirit Du Wei was falling, his body drenched in blood.

Black Du Wei held high the tower, descending from the heavens.

He was wearing a mask.

"I've already won!"

The envelope blocked the Evil Spirit Du Wei's path.

[Master, the envelope is more loyal than Brother Shadow.]

It wanted to buy the Evil Spirit Du Wei a chance to breathe, but it was shattered by the aftermath, failing to serve any purpose at all.

In a battle of this magnitude, the involvement of any person or even a single Demon God was no longer capable of inducing any change.

A trace of pain flashed through the Evil Spirit Du Wei's eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the fragments of paper returned to his pocket, but the presence of the envelope was nowhere to be found.

Behind him.

The shadow was trembling furiously.

Brother Shadow opened his eyes in rage, the bloodshot eyes exuding a terrifying hue.

For the first time.

As Du Wei's shadow, Brother Shadow actually lost control.

Swinging his dual blades, he became a massive dark force, rising to the sky like a giant ocean wave.

In it, there was an angry will.

Black Du Wei slapped down coldly, "Stupid fool, has the envelope cursed you with wisdom? How dare you lay hands on me!"

With this slap,

The dark ocean evaporated.

The mist hanging in the air was still there, blocking above the Evil Spirit Du Wei.

Whether Brother Shadow had any intelligence or self-awareness no longer mattered.

He was enraged by the death of the envelope.

Yet he had to protect his master's safety.

As a servant, the envelope died with its master's disgrace.

But Brother Shadow was like a knight, ready to protect him to the very last moment, even in death.

"From now on, you will cease to exist in this world."

Black Du Wei's voice was immensely vast and strangely emphatic, as if it were echoing, no longer just his own.

"Everything about you, I can replicate."

"I will destroy everything associated with you."

"Then I'll create a new world under my command, I am you! This timeline will cover from the past to the future, you've lost, and you no longer have a chance to turn things around."

The Evil Spirit Du Wei coughed up fresh blood.

His body simply couldn't withstand it any longer, having held off Black Du Wei and the Demon God, along with the tower till now, he was utterly spent.

This was the limit.

And at that moment,

A clear voice rang out.

"Where does this wild dog come from, daring to be so presumptuous in front of His Majesty Ryan!"

In an instant.

Evil Spirit Du Wei's expression changed slightly, looking towards the direction of the voice.

The darkness was torn apart.

Ryan, with a look of disdain, had replaced his white coat with a priest's attire and walked over step by step.

"Vice Director, I've made you wait."

Evil Spirit Du Wei clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, and said hoarsely, "Ryan, you... you are..."

Ryan smiled slightly, "Vice Director, I know what you want to say, but I am Ryan, your assistant, the future deputy director of Hill Psychiatric Hospital, the great His Majesty Ryan."

Black Du Wei said coldly, "Ryan Hamel, have you come to seek death?"

"Even when you were alive, you were no match for the Demon God. Now that you are resurrected, what can you change?"

Ryan glanced at him and spat.

"Is that the tone you use to speak to His Majesty Ryan?"

"I can't beat you, but as long as I'm breathing, you won't think about killing the Director."

Black Du Wei laughed, "Just you?"

Ryan nodded, "Just me."

After that.

His body began to glow.

Becoming transparent.

Within that body, the pattern of a Joker Card was faintly visible.

It became clearer and clearer.

At that moment.

Evil Spirit Du Wei's tone was extremely complicated, "The Wishing Card..."

Black Du Wei said indifferently, "He is that Wishing Card, a foreshadowing you planted in a certain time loop. But in this time loop, Paimon was released by me from Hell's Gate."

"So he died."

"And now, I will kill him once more."

"The 'Wishful Thinking' ability is also just an ability, it's not worth mentioning."

Black Du Wei pointed with his finger.

Ryan's legs began to rot.

He said indifferently, "Just an illusion. I don't acknowledge it, thus it doesn't exist."

Those legs immediately returned to their original state.

Ryan retaliated at the first opportunity.

He said, "My Director is the strongest being in the world. No matter when, no matter what crisis he faces, he will always have the power to turn the tables."

"He will never fail, because he is Du Wei."

"I wish all illness to stay away from him."

"I wish all discord to turn to nothing before him."

"I wish him eternal life."

"I wish that everything in this world will be as he desires."

Ryan's power was not just in fighting Black Du Wei, but also in restoring Evil Spirit Du Wei's condition.

But strangely.

Ryan was referring to him, not it.

The feeling of unease in Black Du Wei's heart grew stronger.

It became anxious.

Wanting to hurry up and kill Ryan.

That high tower was also suppressing Evil Spirit Du Wei to prevent him from turning the tables again.

Attack after attack put Ryan through great suffering.

Ryan was after all just one person.

He had not stolen any Demon God's power.

His 'Wishful Thinking' ability, no matter how miraculous, was no match for the terror of Black Du Wei.