Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

The gaps in the pure white space were large enough for Wu Heng to pass through.

However, he did not leave immediately. The ball of light and shadow in front of him became anxious when he saw that Wu Heng was about to escape, and his dodging movements went awry.

The evil spirit puppet, which had been pretending to leave, suddenly charged in the opposite direction with a demonic dagger in its hand, like a black lightning bolt chasing its prey. This unexpected action caught the holy light and shadow.

With a single slash, he cut open about a third of the other person's body, leaving behind stains and wounds that were difficult to heal.

The light and shadow flickered, attempting to rearrange and escape, but under the natural restraint of the demon dagger against holy power and the suppression of the evil spirit puppet's absolute power, it had completely lost the ability to resist.

Wu Heng calmly controlled the evil spirit puppet.

Relentlessly pursuing, he continued his fierce piercing attack. The moment he re-entered the body of the light and shadow, a thought flickered in his mind, and an exceptionally slender tentacle with a suction cup-like tip suddenly separated from the puppet's main body, piercing precisely into the most concentrated part of the light and shadow energy with lightning speed.

“Plunder!” Wu Heng said coldly.

The light and shadow emitted a shriek mixed with pain and disbelief.

The tentacle quickly retracted, its end firmly imprisoning a struggling energy body that emitted intense light fluctuations, about the size of a fist, like a captured living creature.

The main light and shadow, due to the stripping away of this part of the original source, instantly dimmed and dissipated by more than half.

“Blasphemer. This will not end. The gaze of heaven. Never.” The remaining light and shadow emitted intermittent, venomous thoughts.

Immediately, the entire pure white space began to shake violently, emitting a piercing sound like shattering glass.

Click - boom!
The space shattered completely, and a blinding white light engulfed everything before vanishing in an instant.

On Kaiser Cliff, Father Peters was still praying with all his might.

His face was as pale as paper, and his collar was soaked with sweat.

Dean and Sam stared nervously at the ever-growing black rift in mid-air and the menacing metal tentacles dancing within it.

Suddenly, the crack expanded to its limit.

A figure landed lightly on the ground as if spat out by an invisible force; it was Wu Heng.

Behind him, the shrunken but still terrifying phantom of the evil spirit puppet remained in place, its tentacles still gripping the demonic dagger.

Moreover, in Wu Heng's left hand, there seemed to be a ball of energy that was bound by an invisible force and emitted a gentle white light.

The scene looks exactly like the devil has won and the angel has been imprisoned.

"Lor!" Sam and Dean exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Father Peters, startled by the sudden turn of events and the instantaneous disappearance of the evil spirit's image, stumbled back two steps, nearly falling. "God! That demon!"

Sam reacted quickly and immediately shouted to Wu Heng, "Lor, quick, subdue that demon in front of you, it doesn't have time to escape yet."

Wu Heng instantly understood. He casually waved his right hand forward, making a 'dispel' gesture, while simultaneously raising the ball of holy light energy slightly with his left hand.

The energy sensed a trace of shared energy that he had deliberately released, which was actually a remnant of the priest's devout faith, and its light became even softer and more holy.

From Father Peters' perspective, this newly freed 'witch hunter' appeared and effortlessly dispelled the terrifying demonic phantom with a wave of his hand, wielding such sacred power. He assumed it was Wu Heng's own power. "Thank God, thank you for your protection!" The priest breathed a long sigh of relief, repeatedly making the sign of the cross, his face filled with relief and lingering fear.

He especially noticed the ball of light in Wu Heng's left hand, and the aura of faith emanating from it made him feel incredibly warm and at ease, which further convinced him that he was participating in a great and just war.

May the Lord bless you forever, mighty warrior!

Wu Heng gave a slight smile and nodded gently in response.

He took out a specially made blank crystal test tube with stabilizing runes engraved inside, carefully injected the struggling ball of light and shadow energy into it, sealed the stopper, and put it in the inside pocket of his coat.

The light from the test tube was blocked, and the surroundings instantly went dark.

After escorting the exhausted but satisfied Father Peters back to the church and receiving another heartfelt blessing, the three returned to the safe house where they had temporarily settled.

As soon as the door closed, Dean couldn't wait to ask, "Lor, what's that glowing thing in your hand? Did you get it from that angel?"

"Hmm." Wu Heng responded simply, walked to the living room sofa and sat down. "A small sample."

"Well done!" Dean clenched his fist. "Those hypocritical birdmen deserve to be taught a lesson, but..." His tone turned worried, "we've really offended Heaven this time. Those guys are definitely vengeful."

Sam was also worried: "With our strength, we can handle ordinary demons, but we are too weak to deal with angels, or even beings like Lilith. Without you, we can't move an inch."

Wu Heng took the test tube out of his pocket again.

Even through the crystal wall, it still illuminated the entire living room as bright as day. Although the light was pure white, it strangely carried a warmth similar to that of an old tungsten filament light bulb, dispelling the chill of the night and even bringing a sense of peace to the soul.

"No wonder those birdmen were able to gain faith; this thing certainly looks good." Dean leaned closer curiously. "But what's the use of this thing? As a third wheel?"

Sam observed carefully: "It feels very pure, but also very powerful."

Wu Heng tapped the test tube wall lightly with his fingertips, making a crisp sound: "While inside, I studied their power composition. This stuff can be used to extract some interesting 'enhancers'."

He stood up and walked to an empty bedroom next door.

"I need to conduct a purification experiment. Don't disturb me, since there's only one sample available."

The two nodded in agreement.

As Wu Heng entered the bedroom and closed the door, a thought struck him, and dozens of shrunken, finger-thick, yet more refined and exquisite, evil spirit tentacles emerged from behind him.

These tentacles were incredibly flexible and began to evolve rapidly.

Several tentacles flattened at the tips, like scalpels and tweezers; several became hollow, like tubing and centrifuge tubes; and several had complex micro-runes appear on their surfaces, emitting different energy fluctuations, some for heating, some for cooling, some for filtering, and some for oscillating separation.
In an instant, this ordinary bedroom seemed to transform into a high-tech laboratory filled with a supernatural atmosphere.

He placed the crystal test tube on a support made of tentacles.

"The first step is to activate the energy."

Two tentacles released gentle waves of dark energy, trembling the cluster of light within the test tube like ripples. (End of Chapter)