Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Sam then used bullets to disrupt the actions of another demon.

Wu Heng easily suppressed and captured the other three, including the one that looked the strongest and was wearing a black hood.

And then they bound both of their tentacles together, suppressing the two of them.

However, just as Wu Heng's tentacles attempted to invade his soul and extract information, a sudden change occurred.

The hooded, white-eyed demon suddenly let out a sharp, piercing howl. Its white eyes burst forth with astonishing light, and a self-destructive spiritual power exploded out, briefly resisting the evil spirit puppet's corruption.

At the same time, the other two demons subdued by the two brothers let out a shrill scream. Their soul energy was forcibly extracted by the spiritual power of the hooded white-eyed demon and injected into the hooded demon's body like fuel.

boom! ! !
A small-scale mental explosion suddenly occurred, and the powerful shockwave sent Dean and Sam flying.

Using the power gained from the self-destruction of his companion's demonic soul, the hooded demon broke free from the tentacles' restraints.

Without the slightest hesitation, it abandoned the physical body it had possessed, and a solid black mist burrowed into the ground, escaping back to hell.

Everything happened so fast!

When the smoke cleared, only five rapidly decomposing bodies remained on the ground, along with the Winchester brothers, who were dazed and disoriented from the explosion.

"Cough cough. Damn it!" Dean spat out the dirt in his mouth and struggled to get up.

Sam also stood up, clutching his buzzing head. The two looked at Wu Heng, who was standing next to the hooded demon's remains, expressionless.

“It got away!” Dean said indignantly.

Sam walked over and carefully examined the five bodies.

He pulled out a piece of tanned, peculiarly textured leather paper from the inside pocket of his hooded robe. On it was a complex summoning circle drawn in a dark red ink, with dense annotations beside it.

"This is... a formation to summon them?" Sam exclaimed in surprise.

Dean also came over to take a look.

The magic array on the blueprint is complex and malevolent, and requires a lot of materials, but it is annotated in great detail, as if afraid that others would not understand it.

Wu Heng's gaze swept over the leather paper, and his eyes flickered slightly.

The patterns and energy pathways of the array were crystal clear to him, with several key nodes concealing ingenious disguises and traps that were completely different from conventional demon summoning.

This is not a formation for summoning demons from hell at all; its core fluctuations are more akin to some kind of forced confinement ritual in heaven.

But he said nothing, simply watching the two excited brothers calmly.

"With this, we can directly summon a white-eyed demon and interrogate it about Lilith's whereabouts!" Dean said excitedly, his eagerness to save his father overriding all caution.

"We need candles from the Black Church, tears from corpses, and the ropes of those who were hanged." Sam quickly scanned the materials list, his brow furrowed, but he remained determined. "If we can find them, we have to try!"

Wu Heng then spoke calmly: "This formation feels somewhat abnormal."

"We can't worry about that now, Lor." Dean had already turned to grab his toolbox. "This is the fastest way; we have to take the risk!"

Sam looked at Wu Heng, his eyes earnest and resolute: "We don't have much time left, Father..."

Wu Heng stopped trying to dissuade them and simply nodded slightly. The materials were quickly prepared, and the Winchester brothers' connections and 'plundering' abilities were on full display at this moment.

On the newly sacrificed land of Kaiser Cliff, the two brothers meticulously followed the instructions on the leather paper to inscribe the complex summoning circle.

When Sam uttered the final incantation, something extraordinary happened!
Instead of the expected hellish black smoke or sulfurous fire, the formation burst forth with a strong, holy, yet forcefully binding white light.

A pattern made of light suddenly appeared, generating a powerful suction force that instantly engulfed the three people standing beside the formation.

After a dizzying spin, the three found themselves in a strange, pure white space with no sense of up, down, left, or right.

Beneath our feet lies a smooth, mirror-like white surface, while in the distance, a soft yet impenetrable mist of light permeates the air.

A figure of light, composed of pure radiance and lacking a clear face but with only a rough human outline, floated before them.

“Winchester.” A neutral, calm, yet emotionless voice emanated from the light and shadow. “Sam, Dean, your mission is not yet complete. You should not be pursuing answers that do not belong to your path at this moment.”

"An angel?!" Dean reacted instantly, raising his weapon, only to find that all his equipment had disappeared when he entered the space.

Sam also felt a sense of oppression.

"It was you! It was you who led those cults to stand by and watch those dozens of people be killed, and even allowed a seal to be broken?!"

Sam angrily questioned him, having figured out the key point: the unusual annotations on those summoning circles, that perfectly timed 'omission,' were nothing short of a trap!
The voice of the light and shadow remained calm: "A necessary sacrifice, for a greater balance. You have your own matters to attend to, go back first."

With a gentle wave of its hand, Dean and Sam felt an irresistible force envelop them, and space began to distort.

"Lor!!" The two tried to help, but their bodies gradually disappeared uncontrollably. Dean's mouth was cut by his gums from resisting so hard that blood was spilling out.

The two wanted to help Wu Heng.

Just then, a thought entered the brothers' minds; it was Wu Heng's voice: "You two leave first. Do as I say, and there's still a chance."

The next second, Dean and Sam disappeared from this pure white space and were forcibly thrown back into the real world of Kaiser Cliff.

In the pure white space, only Wu Heng and the light and shadow remained.

The pressure in the space suddenly increased, like invisible shackles, pressing down on Wu Heng layer by layer.

The phantom of the evil spirit puppet behind him appeared briefly, but it seemed sluggish and heavy, as if moving in viscous resin, unable to fully unfold.

"A dangerous and unstable element. Your heart is filled with confusion, and you will only cause destruction. You should just stay here and wait for our arrival." The voice of the light and shadow remained calm, but it carried a scrutinizing tone.

Wu Heng slowly sat down cross-legged, his expression calm and undisturbed, as if he were not imprisoned, but attending a boring tea party.

He had noticed the unusual nature of the ceremony long ago.

After his first clash of consciousness with the angel, he knew that Heaven had taken notice of him, and this so-called 'trap' was, in a way, something he had done in accordance with the situation.

An opportunity to get up close and analyze the essential attributes of angelic power is still quite rare.

His goal was never just hell.
This space is dependent on reality, and the power projected by the angels is limited. Although the overall suppression can temporarily trap the evil spirit power he displays, (End of Chapter)