Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

After the nun left, the oppressive feeling in the room reached a critical point.

Just as Du Wei had thought, the "tenants" in the house erupted.

At that moment, the Evil Spirit that was possessing the body stood still, maintaining the pose from the moment it had torn down the Inverse Cross.

The Ghosts that had appeared due to Annabelle now turned their heads again, expressionlessly staring at "Du Wei."

In an instant.

The television in the room suddenly lit up, and began to flip through channels rapidly.

The balance was once again disrupted, and the Evil Spirits in the house fell into chaos.

Following that, even Du Wei who was observing from a third-person perspective felt that suffocating malice.

This time, it was directed at him, not the possessing Evil Spirit.

This was very dangerous.

Du Wei immediately started trying to regain control of his body.

The feeling of being possessed by the Evil Spirit was like having a strange personality implanted into him, dominating and controlling his entire being.

He attempted to envision the lake of his mind, creating a construct that encompassed all of "Du Wei's" memories, personality, behavioral logic from childhood to adulthood, distinguishing it from the Evil Spirit occupying his body, and began to fight for control of his body.

But it was of no use.

The lake of the mind was merely a concept in psychology, which could only help Du Wei retain his sanity and self-awareness, but it had no effect on regaining control of his body.

He felt it might involve the soul level, the Evil Spirit's ability to suppress souls.

However, powerless as he was, the concept of the soul had always been unknown to him, and difficult to comprehend.

And at that moment, something unexpected happened to Du Wei.

The "Du Wei" wearing the white mask suddenly lowered his head and glanced at his feet.

There were now three cracks spreading downwards from the right eye socket on the mask, making the pair of cold, numb eyes appear even more horrifying.

Below him was a vast expanse of shadows, with the tide-like malice hidden within, and gradually the persistent, determined shadow that wanted to kill Du Wei emerged.

Sharing the vision, Du Wei looked down from above, seeing the bloodshot eyes of the shadow suddenly wide open, staring intently at him.

Then, the self that was possessed by the Evil Spirit lifted his foot, as if with the nonchalance of a gentleman, and lightly stepped on those eyes.

That was very ungentlemanly…

If the shadow were a person rather than an Evil Spirit, it probably would have been incredibly distraught at this moment, perhaps cursing with all imaginable language.

But regrettably, it was an Evil Spirit, and there was no such thing as cursing.

Moreover, the "Du Wei" possessed by the Evil Spirit didn't seem to have any intention of paying further attention to it, as after stepping down, he moved towards the position of the display cabinet.

The doors of the perfectly sealed display cabinet had been completely opened, and Annabelle's doll body was already halfway out, teetering on the edge of falling to the floor.

The next second.

As if having received a signal, the Ghosts that had appeared because of Annabelle rapidly closed in on the current "Du Wei."

It looked as though they were trying to stop "Du Wei."

And Du Wei, observing from a third-person perspective, concluded from this that Annabelle could control the Ghosts.

Ghosts were lower than Evil Spirits, and he had always felt that Annabelle only possessed the ability to gather evil souls, but now it seemed, in addition to that, it could control these gathered Ghosts.

It was at this moment that Annabelle shook slightly, and more than half of its body protruded from the display cabinet, quickly falling downwards.

The ghosts, too, appeared at "Du Wei's" side, and even Du Wei saw some familiar faces, like Bob... Lisa...

Yet "Du Wei" paid no heed, as if deaf, he simply extended that Evil Spirit Transformed right hand, catching Annabelle who almost fell to the ground, his demeanor elegant, as if he had done a trivial small deed.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

However, only Du Wei knew the extent of Annabelle's violent resistance while being held in hand.

Even though he was not facing Annabelle directly, the terrifying chill seemed to spread into the depths of his soul, making him feel the urge to tremble.

The possessing Evil Spirit was struggling against Annabelle.

Crack...

The faint sound of a mask cracking arose, this time, the crack spread from the left side of the face towards the right, but only a corner was split, far from completely shattering the mask.

Then Du Wei saw his right hand gripping Annabelle's head tightly, and despite its frantic trembling and resistance, it was to no avail, as he stuffed it back into the enchantment cabinet and then closed the door again.

This was not normal.

Even a successful possession by an Evil Spirit should not ignore things like Holy Water, let alone use them.

But the Evil Spirit possessing Du Wei seemed to disregard this rule and was able to use the enchantment cabinet without any effect, stuffing Annabelle back into it.

Immediately after, "Du Wei" made a new move; after closing the enchantment cabinet, he directly ascended to the second floor.

Thud thud thud...

The sound on the staircase was very heavy, not like the noise that Du Wei's weight could cause.

It was as if something extra had been added.

...

The footsteps continued.

In the bathroom on the second floor.

"Du Wei" went straight in, then turned on the faucet.

The gushing water quickly filled the basin, revealing a wrinkled woman's face.

It reached out, pulled the face out in a forceful manner, and when lifting its head, the mirror in front reflected a bizarre scene.

Under visual sharing,

Du Wei was horrified to find that the Du Wei in the mirror wasn't wearing a mask, reflecting his own overly familiar face, but now it looked too pallid and haggard, like a patient suffering from long-term illness.

This scene was grotesquely strange. Clearly wearing a mask, yet it simply couldn't be seen in the mirror.

It was as if the real Du Wei existed inside the mirror...

Throughout this process, Du Wei observed coldly, his consciousness remaining calm and rational without a single fluctuation.

Meanwhile, on the first floor in the living room, the Antique Clock hanging on the wall seemed to have sensed something, as its hands began to spin at an exaggerated speed, wildly rotating...

...

Inside the bathroom.

The Evil Spirit possessing Du Wei also made a new move, holding the wrinkled woman's face parallel, comparing it with Du Wei in the mirror.

Seemingly dissatisfied, it even disdainfully shook it a few times...

Then, holding the wrinkled woman's face, it slowly approached the mirror, pressing it against the reflection of itself.

It was as if it was about to swap faces with Du Wei...