Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

In the world of horror movies, Shen Jue leisurely woke up from a light sleep.

He was wearing a floral shirt, the kind of shirt that harbor tourists would wear, like a foreign tourist heading to Hawaii.

The plane Shen Jue was on was flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Aside from Shen Jue's apprentice, Yotsuya Miko, he was the only passenger on the plane.

Shen Jue, who was sitting lazily, extended his fingertip, and a faint spark of electricity flashed.

This is one of the abilities that Shen Jue gained by combining and integrating the abilities of Pikachu Shen Jue.

He can freely control the output and power of the discharge.

And with Shen Jue's 1800 times talent and ability, plus the combined strength of many Shen Jues...

He has already glimpsed the electromagnetic force, one of the four fundamental forces of the universe!

Macroscopic forces such as molecular formation, chemical reactions, friction, and elasticity are essentially electromagnetic forces.

Shen Jue is now able to freely control the two fundamental forces: electromagnetism and gravity.

Shen Jue's control over the two forces of electromagnetism and gravity at both the microscopic and macroscopic levels is also terrifying enough.

"His physical strength has increased dramatically, and his control over power and the limits of his ability to output the Great Sun's magical power have also increased remarkably."

Shen Jue muttered to himself, "If this continues, the more new powers, talents, and abilities are integrated, the better."

"The higher the exponential growth rate."

"horrible."

"Teacher." Dressed casually with her long hair tied in a ponytail, Yoshino Miko still looked like a youthful and energetic girl.

But her gaze was much more determined than when she was in Japan.

Those were eyes that had been trained in blood and fire, yet retained a kind heart.

Around Miko's neck was a scarf that appeared to be made of silk.

We're almost there.

"New York."

Some time has passed since Shen Jue killed most of the demons and monsters, as well as the nine-tailed fox, in Japan.

Today, high-ranking officials from various countries in the horror movie world, including those from different cultivation circles, are aware of Shen Jue's terrifying power, which is akin to the resurrection of ancient immortals and gods.

Temples dedicated to the Sun God have sprung up all over the world.

A large number of people began to worship the Sun Emperor, who was Shen Jue himself.

Driven by this fervent faith, Shen Jue finally accepted the invitation from the American government and set foot on this land.

"Oh?" Shen Jue raised an eyebrow and said.

The adorable Jianzi sat close to Shen Jue in a girlish posture.

"Teacher Shen Jue! That's a paradise for beaches, swimsuits, sunbathing, and vacations!"

Seeing that Zi looked at Shen Jue with pitiful eyes, she grabbed Shen Jue's arm with both hands and shook it gently.

"After we're done, can we go do something fun?"

"I'm talking about that 'seeing child' thing," Shen Jue chuckled, "What if your teacher dies while clearing out demons and evil spirits?"

"I'm afraid you'll be the only one going on vacation."

Seeing the look on his face that said, "I don't believe you at all."

As someone who had been by Shen Jue's side for a long time, Yoshino Miko knew all too well what kind of monster her teacher, Shen Jue, was.

Even "superhuman" wouldn't be enough to describe her teacher, Yoshino Miko. Perhaps only the alien with his underwear inside out from those American superhero movies could be used to describe Shen Jue.

In Yoshino Miko's eyes, Shen Jue was practically a superman!

Facing Jianzi's gaze, Shen Jue smiled slightly and said, "You still need to be careful."

"Only urban areas in North and South America can be considered relatively safe."

"The wilderness and countryside have long been the domain of cultists, demons, evil spirits, and physical ghosts."

"The church's priests and the exorcists who roam the two continents, the witchers, can barely keep humanity from extinction by evil."

"Even your teacher like me can make a mistake if I'm not careful."

As the plane rapidly descended, Shen Jue's senses allowed him to notice the bustling city in the distance.

The Statue of Liberty, holding aloft her torch, carries the faith of countless people and supports an enormous barrier.

That warm, fiery barrier protected New York and the surrounding waters.

Seeing the look of anticipation in Jianzi's eyes as she prepared for the trip to New York, Shen Jue sighed inwardly.

I'm afraid the trip to New York wasn't as interesting as I had hoped.

To maintain the illusion of human prosperity on the American continent.

Shen Jue understood from the intelligence he obtained from China what the people of the Americas had sacrificed.

That's pressure that even people with normal human morality and reason can't bear.

The moment the plane came to a complete stop on the runway, Shen Jue's senses had already taken in every detail of the entire New York airport.

The entire John F. Kennedy International Airport was placed under complete lockdown.

All civil aviation flights had been cleared and transferred three hours earlier.

Thousands of military and police personnel surrounded the airport like an iron barrel, snipers occupied high ground, and armed helicopters circled at low altitudes.

But this was not a sign of vigilance; rather, it was a welcome to the arrival of a very important person.

The moment the hatch opened, Shen Jue appeared at the doorway with Jianzi.

What comes into view is a red carpet that stretches straight from the foot of the gangway to the end of the VIP passage.

The red carpet was lined with special agents dressed in black suits and wearing earpieces.

"Teacher..." Jianzi subconsciously gripped Shen Jue's clothes tightly.

She felt threatened.

It wasn't because of the heavily armed security forces, but because of the rows of girls standing on both sides of the red carpet who were impossible to look away from.

The white girl's blonde hair looked like flowing honey in the sunlight.

The U.S. government mobilized its political power, bringing in the nation's top cheerleaders to welcome Shen Jue.

The beautiful blonde girl with huge breasts and long legs was all waiting for Shen Jue to appear with tears in her eyes.

They were wearing matching white shirts, dark blue pleated skirts, and gold sun badges pinned to their chests.

Each of them was tall and slender, with delicate features that made them look like they had stepped out of a magazine.

But what shocked Miko the most was their expressions.

They are crying.

It wasn't a cry of sorrow, but a near-manic joy and excitement, as if I had seen a god walking among humans.

Tears streamed down their delicate faces, but no one bothered to wipe them away.

They jumped and danced, their hands clasped together or raised high, their lips trembling as they let out suppressed sobs.

The moment Shen Jue's casual shoes stepped onto the red carpet.

"You come from Dandong~"

The long background music suddenly burst forth.

Hundreds of young girls' voices converged, trembling and filled with a near-mad frenzy as they sang along.

"Let me paint my city white!"

The blonde girls jumped with all their might, holding up a small flag embroidered with the Sun Emperor's symbol in their hands, tears streaming down their faces like broken beads.

Some girls even covered their mouths and wailed, but their legs continued to jump mechanically, causing the hem of their short skirts to flutter.

He saw that Zi was dumbfounded.

She followed Shen Jue through the bloody battles in Japan, witnessed the overwhelming evil of the nine-tailed fox, and saw the power of her teacher to annihilate countless demons with a mere gesture.

But she had never seen such a scene before.

The way these girls looked at Shen Jue wasn't like they were looking at a person, or even a god.

They were looking at the only sun.

The red carpet stretched forward slowly and solemnly.

Shen Jue suddenly stopped, his floral shirt fluttering gently in the airport wind, and a rare, barely perceptible smile appeared on his overly young face.

Shen Jue was trying hard to control his micro-expressions; he was holding back from laughing out loud.

Where he passed, the singing grew louder, the crying became more uncontrollable, and some girls were so excited that their legs went weak and they had to lean on their companions to stand up.

The chorus of the background music is still playing.

Hundreds of carefully selected blonde cheerleaders with long legs sang in unison, their faces filled with the same belief.

The Sun Emperor before us is the only hope to save the Americas from evil.

Shen Jue paused for a moment.

These blonde girls even converted to the Sun Emperor's faith in a short period of time.

A large amount of emotions, desires, and human beliefs were received by Shen Jue, and his Great Sun Magic Power automatically absorbed these distracting thoughts.

He turned his head slightly and nodded to the nearest blonde girl.

The girl froze for a moment, then let out a scream that almost tore her throat apart, and tears streamed down her face.

She covered her face and knelt down, burying her face between her hands, her shoulders trembling violently.

The girls around them went even crazier, their singing suddenly rising several decibels, and countless small flags of the Sun Emperor fluttered like waves in the sunlight.

"Teacher," Miko's voice held a hint of disbelief, "they...they really thought of you as..."

"The Sun Emperor," Shen Jue replied, his tone carrying a subtle undertone.

"Some of them have even become fanatics."

Shen Jue did not stop walking.

"This is really interesting. I wonder who orchestrated this whole spectacle."

At the end of the red carpet, high-ranking officials from the United States were already lined up and waiting.

The Secretary of State, the Secretary of Defense, the Governor of New York, the Mayor of New York City, and high-ranking military officers.

Each of them wore a complex expression.

That is the instinctive awe and unease that humans feel when faced with forces beyond their comprehension.

And the purest hope.

But when Shen Jue approached, the defense minister, who was known for his tough stance on television, was the first to bend down.

Then it's everyone.

Especially the one at the very front, who was a bit overweight and deliberately dressed as the American president with yellow skin.

He appeared to be sweating.

Shen Jue smiled and accepted the bow.

He wasn't surprised.

After hearing about what happened in China and Japan, it's unlikely that the most basic kind of pretentious face-slapping scenario would happen to Shen Jue and Jianzi.

The singing continued behind us, tears and cheers mingling.

Seeing Zi quickly follow behind him, the silk scarf around her neck was blown up by the wind, revealing the faintly visible rune patterns on the silk scarf.

She took one last look at the girls who were still crying and jumping.

At the end of the red carpet, a heavy bulletproof glass door slid open automatically.

The VIP passage behind the door was brightly lit, a stark contrast to the glaring sunlight on the helipad outside.

Military police and special agents stopped there. Instead, several intelligence officers in dark suits silently guided Shen Jue and Jianzi through the corridor and finally stopped in front of a conference hall that had undergone strict security checks.

The door was pushed open.

There were already two people waiting inside.

The man was about fifty years old, with gray hair, a resolute face, and wore a slightly worn dark jacket. There were fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes from years of dealing with darkness.

The woman was about his age, with a few strands of silver in her long brown hair, and her eyes were quite distinctive.

It wasn't the sharpness of a spiritual practitioner, but a gentleness that hadn't been extinguished even after witnessing too much terror.

Ed Warren.

Lorraine Warren.

These two were actually the legendary exorcist couple from James Wan's horror movie universe in Shen Jue's previous life.

Jian Zi paused for a moment.

She had seen the information provided by the US side before coming to New York and knew who these two people were.

They are the most famous exorcist couple in the United States, having handled countless sensational paranormal cases that shocked the nation, including the Amityville Haunted House, the Annabelle dolls, and the Perrin family haunted house.

As the Americas are now being thoroughly corrupted by evil, their story has been made into a Hollywood movie.

But at this moment, there was no trace of composure on the faces of this legendary couple.

"The Sun Emperor," Ed Warren spoke first, his voice hoarse and restrained, in Chinese he had only recently learned.

"Thank you for coming."

Lorraine gave a slight bow.

Her gaze lingered on Shen Jue for a moment before landing on Jian Zi, a forced smile appearing on her lips.

"We've seen your photo in the files," Lorraine said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something, "but seeing you in person... is still different."

"The light emanating from you," she paused, "I've never seen light like that before."

Shen Jue didn't stand on ceremony.

He sat down at the head of the conference table, his floral shirt collar slightly open, and he certainly looked like a tourist who had just transited through Hawaii.

But when he looked up at the Warrens, they instinctively closed their eyes.

As practitioners who had close ties with the church members, the Warrens could naturally see the halo and miniature sun aura behind Shen Jue's head and back.

"Intelligence," Shen Jue said bluntly, "How much did you bring?"

Ed and Lorraine exchanged a glance.

Then Ed placed a heavy leather briefcase on the table.

The briefcase's clasp is an old-fashioned brass piece, its surface engraved with fine protective runes, clearly made by the church.

He unlocked the latch and took out a thick stack of files, each page covered with photos, maps and handwritten annotations.

"The past few years," Ed's voice lowered.

"Evil is growing rapidly across the Americas, and even the protective force field that covers the entire world and deviates from human understanding is being challenged."

"So many people have died that even humanity's distorted understanding has been shaken."

Lorraine continued, "These demons and evil spirits are organized and act with a purpose."

Ed pulled a huge map of the United States from the file.

The map was covered with markings in red, black, and purple. Red crosses were densely distributed around the major cities on the east and west coasts, while black and purple circles covered almost the entire central hinterland.

"Red indicates areas of mild danger," he said, pointing to a few scattered red crosses in New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and other cities.

"With the help of the church, the witcher community, and the military, we barely managed to hold the city."

"But the cost... is enormous."

Ed said no more; he was very reluctant to mention the cost.

His finger moved toward the black circles.

"Black refers to towns and regions that are known to be completely occupied by demons, evil spirits, or physical ghosts."

"The quantity... is beyond imagination."

Jianzi's breathing paused slightly.

She wondered if any humans had survived in those areas.

"Purple." Lorraine's voice became even softer, as if uttering the word itself required courage.

"Purple is the worst."

"That's an area where we've confirmed the existence of high-level demons or ancient evil spirits."

There are currently seventeen locations.

"Distributed in the Appalachian Mountains, the Rocky Mountains, the Mississippi River Delta, and..."

She pressed her finger on a location on the map that was far from the mainland.

Hawaii.