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"A strangeness that devoured hundreds of Possession Spirits!" Yan Junze exclaimed, "If this guy could devour so many Possession Spirits, could it be that it itself is a formidably powerful Possession Spirit?"

"Yes, extremely powerful," Zhang Chengjing nodded, "The moment the Book of Oath was opened, just the Possession Spirits that were released from its side almost decimated everyone around the altar. And after it came out, its whereabouts were unknown."

"What about those evil and bizarre Possession Spirits?" Yan Junze asked.

The addition of the prefix "evil and bizarre" in front of Possession Spirits was because Yan Junze had seen them himself in the video that had been transmitted at the time. These Possession Spirits were infected with Dark Poison, which could spread through electronic signals, utterly unlike common Possession Spirits.

Zhang Chengjing replied, "After the last appearance of this entity, a small number of powerful Possession Spirits left with the original entity, while the vast majority of Possession Spirits simply perished on the spot."

"With so many evil and bizarre Possession Spirits, plus its own original entity, that guy is like a walking time bomb!" Yan Junze shook his head and sighed.

"The Great Capital in the USA has already dispatched its strongest batch of Exorcists to join forces in a manhunt, and other Exorcism Organizations in the various Great Capitals are on high alert to prevent this entity from appearing within their own territories," Zhang Chengjing said.

He paused, then lowered his voice, "Why did I remind you just now? It's uncertain where the escaping small Possession Spirits will end up. If a dozen of them sneak into Huaying's Great Capital, given what we know, it will be very difficult to manage."

"Why would it be difficult to manage?" Yan Junze feigned ignorance, aware that the scene of the small Possession Spirits transmitting the Dark Poison through electronic signals had simply not happened in Zhang Chengjing's perspective.

"Their method of possession is extremely potent," Zhang Chengjing blurted out, indicating that he was already acutely aware, "The messages retrieved from the Great Capital in the USA show that the small Possession Spirits can spread through virtually any medium, and if that entity's original form possesses someone, that person will one hundred percent turn into a Corpse Spirit, of the most horrifying kind, completely irreversible."

The two quietly conversed for a moment, then Zhang Chengjing got into his car and left.

Yan Junze walked along the street alone, head down, deep in thought.

Listening to Zhang Chengjing's tone, they were terrified of the entry of those evil and bizarre Possession Spirits into Huaying's Great Capital. It could be said that this entity was like a virus, infecting rapidly and unpredictably.

One could imagine that by now, the Great Capital in the USA must be in complete disarray.

While mulling over the situation, he hailed a taxi to go to Wan Shouguang's villa.

Ever since Wan Shouguang had successfully developed Yan Junze's Black Spirit Umbrella, he hadn't been back to the company. He was on a long vacation, so he was still staying at his villa.

When Yan Junze arrived, Wan Shouguang was holding a piece of turquoise, half lying on the couch, engrossed.

"Has the turquoise not been placed in Wan Cong's grave yet?" Yan Junze asked upon seeing him.

Wan Shouguang shook his head, looking worried, "I forgot a very important detail. There's a Magnetic Rotational Fixator placed by my friend Yang Yimang in the grave, which means no strangeness can form within that area."

"You should have said so earlier!" Yan Junze said, "Take out the Magnetic Rotational Fixator then!"

"Can't take it out," Wan Shouguang shook his head, "The magnetic force stabilizes the magnetic field and creates a strong attraction, beyond our ability to remove."

Yan Junze thought for a moment, and then said, "Then we'll have to change our approach. We'll move Wan Cong's body out again and find another place to bury it nearby, but not in that grove of trees. Before the burial, put the turquoise on his body to ensure that Wan Cong's strangeness can be collected inside it."

Wan Shouguang nodded, troubled, "I might need your help again, my wife has been very ill these last few days, and it's troublesome for me to manage alone."

"No problem," Yan Junze patted his hands and immediately changed his flight.

That evening, after dining with the Wan family, he and Wan Shouguang headed towards Wan Cong's gravesite under the moonlight.

This was the first time in quite a while that Yan Junze basked directly under the moonlight. He smiled softly, his head raised to the moonlight.

The smile, casual in nature, appeared quite eerie in this context, especially alongside Wan Shouguang doing such a task, making it look to Wan Shouguang as if the smile couldn't be more bizarre.

In Wan Shouguang's mind, it felt like the guy was about to turn into a werewolf.

They arrived at the gravesite and began to dig it open again. Yan Junze jumped down to open the coffin, while Wan Shouguang was responsible for carrying his son's body out. Yan Junze helped from above to pull.

After some time, Wan Cong's body had begun to stink, although the odor wasn't too strong and was bearable.

After placing the body on the ground, the two looked around, and Yan Junze asked, "What's the effective range of your Magnetic Rotational Fixator? As long as we leave that range, it should be fine."

Wan Shouguang gestured broadly, frowning, pointing to an area about twenty meters away, "That spot should be outside the range of the Magnetic Rotational Fixator."

"Then we'll dig from this side," Yan Junze pointed to an area fifty meters AWAY, "Bury him there, to be safer."

Without further ado, the two resumed their effort.

Soon, a shallow pit had been dug. Yan Junze was sweating profusely because Wan Shouguang really was getting on in years, so the pit was mostly dug by himself.

The two of them placed Wan Cong's body in the hole, and after laying it flat, Wan Shouguang stuffed the turquoise into Wan Cong's shirt pocket, fastening the pocket button to prevent it from falling out.

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