Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

This is a delicate yet violent process designed to purify the 'twisted' attribute by centrifuging it from the essence of the demon's soul through high-frequency energy vibrations.

The demon let out a more violent, silent wail, its energy body flickering as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Finally, a drop of liquid energy, about the size of a thumbnail, as black as ink, yet seemingly containing an endless vortex and constantly rotating and stretching itself, was successfully separated and suspended in mid-air.

The air around it was slightly distorted, and light was strangely deflected when it passed through it.

"The first 'twisted power' has been successfully extracted, with a purity of 73.4%. The impurities are mainly residual soul-binding marks, which need to be further 'refined' and purified."

Wu Heng carefully collected the drop of 'distorted power' using a transparent crystal test tube that he had prepared beforehand, the inner wall of which was engraved with binding incantations.

The moment the test tube came into contact with the droplet, the runes on its surface lit up, sealing the droplet firmly inside.

This process was repeated eleven times.

After the twelfth demon was completely dissected and turned into nothingness, twelve crystal test tubes floated in front of Wu Heng.

Inside each test tube is a drop of pitch-black liquid of varying sizes, which is constantly spinning and distorting light.

"Next, we will proceed with the 'Gu-raising Refinement' process," Wu Heng announced expressionlessly. The Death Butler meticulously recorded the experimental process, not daring to be careless for a moment, lest Wu Heng notice him. On a whim, he also hung it on the operating table.

Wu Heng manipulated twelve new energy conduits, connecting them to the bottom of twelve test tubes. The other end of the conduits converged into a larger central crystal test tube with more complex runes.

"Activate the 'power vortex' to induce mutual devouring."

The magic circle on the floor of the secret room lit up, providing a powerful energy field, and the 'twisting power' in the twelve test tubes seemed to be activated by some kind of instinct.

It began to flow frantically through the catheter into the central test tube.

They do not merge in the central test tube; instead, they attack, bite, and devour each other like living venomous snakes.

Inside the test tube, a brutal battle is unfolding at the microscopic level, with black droplets colliding, tearing, and merging with each other.

With each devouring, the victor's size increases slightly, its internal vortex of twists becomes more complex and profound, and the energy fluctuations it emits become increasingly dangerous and unstable.

This process lasted for nearly an hour.

In the end, only one drop of "twisting power" remained in the central test tube.

It appeared to be smaller than any of the original drops, barely occupying one-tenth of the space at the bottom of the test tube.

However, its color is no longer pure black, but presents an eerie, extremely dark color that seems to absorb all light.

Its internal vortex rotates at an extremely high speed, and its edges are even torn apart by fine, invisible, radioactive black lines.

“Refining complete, ‘High-purity Twisted Demon Power Seed’.” Wu Heng looked at the drop of liquid, a faint look of satisfaction finally flashing in his eyes. “Energy level: Priest level. Its essence has undergone a transformation, containing a trace of spatial tearing properties.”

He picked up the precious test tube and carefully sealed it.

"Analysis conclusion: This 'Twisted Seed' possesses high-level growth potential, its essence far surpassing that of ordinary demonic power, and cannot be enhanced through conventional energy infusion." "Optimal cultivation method: plunder and nurture."

Wu Heng's brain was working at lightning speed: "We need to hunt down a large number of demons, strip away their most fundamental core power, and put them into the test tube as 'nourishment'. The 'Twisted Seed' will automatically absorb and assimilate these powers, filter out emotional impurities, and transform them into pure 'twisted' essence, gradually filling the test tube and increasing the total energy level."

He raised his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the walls of the secret room and reaching into the distance.

"Target location locked: Colorado, the area where the Winchester brothers are located. The estimated number of demons escaping from the Gates of Hell is in the hundreds or thousands, of varying quality, but more than enough to serve as 'nourishment'."

Wu Heng instantly formulated the next plan.

"It seems I need to go back," Wu Heng murmured.

Just then, a subtle energy fluctuation emanated from the rune door of the secret chamber.

"Come in," Wu Heng transmitted his voice.

Hannah's spirit cautiously slipped through the door and floated in.

She first glanced at the Grim Reaper butler, who stood like a wooden statue in the corner, and then floated to Wu Heng with a faintly glowing electronic notebook in her hands.

“Lore, multiple joint emails have been sent to the family’s public communication port on the Witcher Network’s encrypted channel.” Hannah’s voice carried a hint of gravity. “They are mainly requests for help and condemnations from Witchers in Colorado and the surrounding area.”

Wu Heng took the laptop; on the screen were several emails with strong wording and a sense of urgency.

"A state of emergency has been declared throughout Colorado! Demons! Demons are everywhere! They're swarming out of the ground like locusts! Attacking, possessing, killing. We've suffered heavy losses!"

"It's not just demons! The evil spirits, vengeful ghosts, and even some ancient cursed objects that usually lurk in the shadows have all become active, as if provoked. The entire area has gone mad!"

"According to reliable intelligence and the wild pronouncements of the captured demon, the source of all this is those two damned lunatics from the Winchester family, Dean and Sam. They somehow opened a true gate to hell; they are a disgrace to all witchers!"

"To the Morrick family: We know of your antiquity and power. In this time of crisis, we earnestly request and invite your family to lend a helping hand to jointly quell this disaster."

Wu Heng quickly finished browsing through the notebook, his face expressionless, and handed it back to Hannah.

"Reply: The Morrick family is aware of the situation. The disaster in Colorado has also involved a branch of the Morrick family and is a provocation against the family order. I will personally go to handle it."

Hannah was taken aback, seemingly not expecting the chieftain to agree so readily, and even more so, to go in person.

She nodded immediately. "Yes, Lorre, I'll get back to you right away." She paused. "Miss Eleanor, she..."

"She will remain at the manor for the time being, and you will take care of her. The manor will be placed on level two alert," Wu Heng instructed, while turning his gaze to the Death God's butler who stood by like a shadow. "You will also stay at the manor this time to ensure its absolute safety and prevent any possible demonic retaliation or spying."

The Grim Reaper's butler bowed slightly, silently indicating his obedience.

This was both a protection of the manor and a gesture from Wu Heng. He was showing those potentially watching the Morrick family's movements that his intervention was based on a threat to the circle's interests, and that he had left behind his strongest protective force—a move consistent with the normal behavior of an ancient demon-hunting family, rather than harboring any ulterior motives. (End of Chapter)