Exorcist's Self-Cultivation

The bus moved forward through the city's reflection.

Its destination was that school, as well as the Horror House within it.

But its speed was very slow.

It seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.

Du Wei was also waiting for an opportunity.

The situation had completely spiraled out of his control.

At this moment, all the Evil Spirits on the bus were restless.

Who could have imagined that the Horror House would actually take the school away?

It was tantamount to stealing something from the bus.

Although Du Wei did not know how a being beyond Evil Spirits like the bus managed to evolve and grow stronger, the locations on its route must be very special.

After all, the Evil Spirit passengers on those routes were generally very well-behaved.

The loss of the school stop could very likely affect the bus.

And the fact that the Horror House incorporated the school within its domain and took it away was obviously intentional.

It might become even more terrifying as a result.

Anyway, these two distinctly different terrifying entities seemed to have become mortal enemies.

At this very moment.

Du Wei couldn't help feeling relieved.

Before coming to Jedecra State, he had considered marking some student Evil Spirits at the school, but he gave up on the idea, considering the enmity he would have had with hundreds of student Evil Spirits.

"It's a good thing I didn't go to the school, otherwise, I would either have disappeared with it, or after finding the school, have been dragged away by the Horror House along with it."

Compared to the Horror House, the bus was much safer.

The rules were all aimed at Evil Spirits, and with some understanding of the rules of the bus, the danger was much less.

In fact, it was indeed the case, Du Wei had come to regard the bus as a tool for escape at any time.

But this time was different.

The bus was attempting to leave the city's reflection to intrude into the Horror House's domain.

And judging by the situation outside.

>The school, along with the Horror House, had likely become embedded in West Gana City; from another perspective, the entire city was within its range.

No escape.

Standing at the front of the bus, Du Wei looked out the window with a menacingly gloomy expression.

The aura emanating from him was also very sharp.

According to that letter, there would only be a chance to escape in the instant the bus collided with reality and confronted the Horror House.

But looking at the current situation, there was simply no way to escape.

Jumping off the bus was impossible; the rules of the bus would erase him.

Even if the bus, in a rare act of kindness, opened its doors after breaking into reality, Du Wei wouldn't dare to go out.

Because once he did, he would have to face the Horror House.

His wariness of this Horror House exceeded that of the bus, because once he entered its domain, it would become a situation of ghosts playing with humans.

All the amusement activities were manipulations by the Evil Spirits.

God knows what the situation inside the Horror House was now after all this time, how many Evil Spirits there were.

Keep in mind, these Evil Spirits were different from all the ones Du Wei had encountered; they naturally harbored intense malice towards the living and killed without any reason.

At that moment.

Boom...

A loud noise inexplicably erupted in Du Wei's mind, yet reality remained utterly silent, with no abnormalities whatsoever.

The entire bus seemed to have hit an invisible barrier, causing it to recoil backward from the momentum.

The compartment shook.

The Evil Spirits groaned restlessly at the back door.

Their dense malice was unabashedly released.

The lights on the bus ceiling flickered on and off.

These Evil Spirits also realized the severity of the problem and tried to resist the rules of the bus together, attempting to get off and escape.

But it was utterly futile.

The bus doors did not budge at all.

Du Wei held the steering wheel of the bus with his left hand, keeping his body steady, while his right hand attempted to press the door control button again.

Just like before.

The identity of the driver was useless now; the rules had changed.

The bus had bound all the passengers on this vehicle together, even if it might not care, but that was indeed the fact.

The battle between it and the Horror House now involved Du Wei and those Evil Spirits.

Boom...

Once more, the bus collided with the invisible barrier.

The scene before them rippled like the surface of water.

This sight was absurd and eerie.

Meanwhile, outside.

In the very center of the school, at the entrance of the Horror House, beneath the massive sign, a blurry figure suddenly appeared.

A chilling aura, like an incoming tide, blanketed the sky and swept over everything.

The air around it twisted, as if engulfed in flames that were burning.

A terrifying gaze firmly locked onto the bus and permeated it.

The first to feel this gaze was Du Wei, standing at the front.

He grunted, and a warm, moist stream emerged from the tip of his nose.

Blood trickled down, drip by drip.

In his mind, it felt as if countless needles were piercing through, and the pain made Du Wei involuntarily reach up to cover his head as his body bent over.

It was possible that he would die...

It was so terrifying, hardly any less than the Demon Nun from his dreams.

If one were to classify the Horror House and the bus, they would at least be on the level of Evil Spirits, or perhaps on the plane of Demon Spirits – horrific entities.

But these two were not Evil Spirits, so one could only give a vague concept of their terror, and not generalize.

"The shadow..."

Between clenched teeth, Du Wei spoke as he directly put the mask on his face.

The shadow holding a dagger, standing guard behind him, was also affected, but still tremblingly moved forward, overlapping with Du Wei's body.

Once the mask was donned, no matter whether the shadow was willing or not, it had to take the brunt of the impact.

Suddenly, Du Wei felt much better.

The shadow that overlapped him made his figure even more indistinct, as if covered by a light fog, but now influenced by the presence at the door of the Horror House, the shadow suffered far more than Du Wei.

The mists around it were gradually growing dim.

As Du Wei and the shadow overlapped, he could feel the shadow's extreme fear...

Like a prison, like an abyss...

Both Du Wei and the shadow were in great discomfort, and naturally, the Evil Spirits at the back of the bus were no exception.

The slender Ghost's elongated body twisted and folded over itself, while its ethereal tendrils kept spreading across the ground in a mad dance.

The Evil Spirit clad in a wedding dress holding a dagger and the one in a long dress holding Annabelle opened their mouths, emitting sharp cries, unhuman and more akin to some kind of beast.

Most importantly, these sounds arose from within their consciousness.

For a moment, the Evil Spirits inside the bus were thrown into chaos.

Josh's body split open, leaking out dark blood.

He fell to the ground, scraping at the back door of the bus futilely, only managing to smear the glass door with stains.

As for Annabelle.

It was now even more hysterical, struggling relentlessly in that woman's arms, continuously trembling.

Inside the bus cabin, one Ghost after another appeared.

However, as soon as those Ghosts appeared, they burst into nothingness.

All tactics were useless.

And this was all done by an unknown presence that had appeared at the front of the Horror House.

The main course had not even started.

Boom...

The bus wasn't affected at all and chose to collide again.
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This time, a faint cracking sound rang in Du Wei's heart.

The invisible barrier shattered...