I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 523

When the path to advancement is cut off, what will become of the cultivators and their sects in China?
As the incremental market transforms into a stock market, the behemoths within the circle begin to use their size to devour weaker individuals to maintain their own existence.

The powerful sects grew stronger, while the weak sects existed in name only.

Class stratification is rigid, and the atmosphere is stagnant.

No wonder Shen Xuanxuan came to Europe seeking an opportunity to revitalize his sect.

Su Fan's thoughts came to a halt.

Because at this point, the battle between Theresa and the demons was nearing its end.

……

After a few minutes of probing, the latter had adapted to her offensive rhythm. She was even occasionally able to anticipate her moves.

"Your tricks aren't working anymore, you bitch!"

A fierce burst of psychic power erupted beneath Theresa's feet, easily launching her delicate body into the air.

A hideous demon head suddenly appeared in the air, its gaping maw swallowing Theresa whole!
Shen Xuanxuan, who was still performing the ritual, broke out in a cold sweat.

Before the ritual was completed, the battle situation changed drastically.

Disrupting the situation now might allow you to escape, but it will inevitably lead to a backlash.

Cold sweat dripped down Shen Xuanxuan's forehead, but he still dared not open his eyes.

"How is the situation now?! Can Miss Selva hold on any longer?"

He paused his recitation and asked a question.

Although he couldn't sense any human presence around him, Shen Xuanxuan was certain that the young man was nearby and could definitely hear his questions.

We're about to win.

A slow, unhurried voice drifted from his side, causing Shen Xuanxuan's blood and qi to stagnate.

Your girlfriend's breath is so weak it's almost like she's dying, and you're saying you're about to win?

Are you deaf but blind?!

Shen Xuanxuan was cursing in his heart when he heard a muffled, thunderous sound rumbling about twenty meters behind him.

If he could open his eyes, he would see the holy light flickering within the hideous face that devoured the nun.

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the ghost face and spread uncontrollably.

With a deafening roar, the demon's head shattered into countless black fragments, scattering in all directions!

"Don't try to escape!"

White light emanated from Theresa's hands as she broke free.

The remnants of holy light that had been scattered around were drawn together and quickly coalesced into a pair of large white hands, enveloping the fragments within.

As the hands gradually closed, the fragments returned to their original form as pale white human figures.

Finally, it was compressed into a life sentence the size of a human head.

The black mist formed by the ghosts continued to expand, trying to break free, but was quickly suppressed. From a distance, it looked like a heart beating continuously.

However, anyone with discerning eyes could see that the "heart" was beating weaker and weaker, somewhat like a lamp running out of oil.

The fierce battle ultimately came to a close without serious consequences, ending in Theresa's victory.

"Give up the resistance and let your souls return to peace. It will not be too painful."

Looking at the horde of ghosts curled up in a ball, gradually withering away, Theresa spoke.

Holy power is too scorching for the demons; their defeat is inevitable, and it would be easier for them to give up resistance.

"Hypocritical pity is disgusting."

"If you pity us, why don't you let us go?"

"We know we were wrong. If you let us go, we swear we will never do evil again from today onwards."

"We just want to live our lives again. In our previous life, we died in a corner of a factory, and our bodies were dumped in a garbage dump to be eaten by insects and rats..."

From within the churning black mist emerged numerous pale faces, pleading and recounting how pitiful and miserable their past lives had been.

But within those dark eyes, a venomous and malevolent glint flickered. [Oh no... could this little girl be soft-hearted...?]

Upon hearing these commotions, Shen Xuanxuan felt a surge of anxiety.

The logic of these Western believers is very flawed.

The idea that if someone slaps your left cheek, you should offer your right cheek to let them slap you back is as idiotic as those bald monks in Buddhism who cut off their own flesh to feed eagles.

These ghosts are extremely cunning and adept at deception. If she is truly fooled and the evil spirits escape, they will surely face even more terrifying retribution.

As Shen Xuanxuan felt uneasy, he heard Theresa's calm reply coming from not far away.

“I know, that’s why I want you to give up your resistance and give you a painless end.”

Her tone was not harsh; she was simply stating a fact, but one that was not open to debate.

Such gentleness, yet such decisiveness—this eerie contradiction silenced the clamor of ghosts for a moment.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Do you think you've already won?

"Why don't we check on those idiots downstairs again?"

Realizing their inevitable demise, the ghosts stopped feigning pitifulness, and their laughter became even more jarring and evil.

"The trick of using a surrogate mother to be reborn has failed. And there's no need to try to coerce people by using their lives as leverage. All the problems will be solved. You can go in peace."

The ghosts in the black mist all turned their heads sharply towards the direction from which the voice came, and an astonishing malice accompanied by a curse swept towards the speaker.

But their sinister intentions had no effect. Instead, Hui burned his eyes and was purified into nothingness before he could even let out a wail.

Theresa was somewhat displeased by this.

She wasn't the one who did it.

The young man could only shrug helplessly.

It's not my fault; they chose to look over here themselves.

"Has the evil spirit been dealt with?"

Shen Xuanxuan got up from the ground and shook his Taoist robe.

“Miss Selva truly lives up to her reputation as an outstanding clergy member of the Holy See. To possess such strength at such a young age is truly humbling for me.”

"The culprit has been eliminated, but that doesn't mean the matter is over."

Shen Xuanxuan's compliments made Theresa feel a little embarrassed.

She's not that amazing.

"Before it died, the evil spirit mentioned the crowd downstairs, so it must have had some backup plans. Let's go down and take a look."

As Theresa was about to take a step, her legs suddenly gave way and she fell straight forward.

Just as he was about to fall flat on his face, an arm reached out from the side and caught him.

Turning around, I saw the familiar face of the young man.

Shen Xuanxuan, who was about to step forward, was taken aback when he saw this.

This kid is even faster than me!

Isn't this right?

Before he could figure it out, he heard the young man speak.

"As you can see, the battle with the evil spirits earlier has taken a toll on her energy, and she needs to rest for a while now."