Exile

"Spirit Pressure!"

Sulu took a light sip.

Boom!

An extremely terrifying Spirit Pressure, like a sudden storm or a raging torrent, swept towards the Necro-Spirit legion.

With his mental strength of 20 points, his current Spirit Pressure release could severely injure even third- or fourth-tier professionals!

It's fair to say that his current aura is enough to impersonate that of a fully grown Great Dragon!

But Sean, who was standing nearby, didn't seem to notice anything at all.

He only saw Sulu give a soft shout, and a large number of Necro-Spirit exploded like soap bubbles. Even second-tier Evil Spirit and third-tier Fierce Spirit could not escape the fate of annihilation!

The skillful use of Spirit Pressure has reached an incredible level.

With a single shout, the undead army vanished into thin air!

No!

Three spirits remained in the same spot.

These are no longer third-tier Fierce Spirit, but fourth-tier Wicked Spirit! Each one was subdued by Bolong at great cost and with considerable time.

No more, or it will backfire on its own body!

One of them was a countess dressed in aristocratic attire, with lips as red as blood. Suddenly, she burst into song, emitting a high note that struck straight to the soul.

--"The Banshee Wail!"

Besides her, there were two other Wicked Spirit. One was in the form of a man in black, coldly staring at Sulu, with wisps of black curse spreading out, trying to entangle Sulu.

The last one vanished without a trace, disappearing to who knows where.

Wicked Spirit are called ' Wicked Spirit ' because of their wicked and bizarre methods!

But compared to Sulu, he was still far too inexperienced.

He smiled, and Spirit Chain appeared on his right hand, automatically disappearing into the void to bind an invisible object.

As for the Banshee Wail and the black curse, they were blocked by a layer of purple-gold light membrane around him and completely dissipated.

"Go!"

The Spirit Chain pierced through like snakes, binding both the Countess and the man in black.

Sulu plucked a string with his right hand, opening the invisible Spirit World Gate in the void. With a wave of his right hand, he Banishment the three Wicked Spirit to the depths of the Spirit World.

Although they may have the ability to cross the Spirit World, they probably won't be able to return in time.

In the blink of an eye, the entire undead army was wiped out, including the three Wicked Spirit!

Bolong's pupils constricted, and he exclaimed in surprise, "[Medium]? What's your relationship with the Ancient Serpent Society?"

The [Planeswalker] class has been absent from the world for too long, but it's quite normal that the Black Death Society and the Ancient Serpent Society had previous exchanges and knew about the [Medium] path.

"It's alright! Sir, would you like to continue?"

Sulu chuckled and asked.

Bolong's face darkened, and he waved his staff, chanting a complex and difficult incantation.

Click!

Click!

The surrounding Werewolf corpses are undergoing strange changes!

Numerous pieces of flesh and bone expanded, exploded, and combined to form a completely new Stitch-Monster.

It had a body several times larger than Werewolf, covered in wolf heads, and charged towards Sulu with an aura of absolute death.

[King of Necro-Spirits] can not only control the Necro-Spirit, but also possesses extremely powerful Necro-Spirit, capable of manipulating corpses and even inflicting misfortune on opponents to a certain extent!

Several Thaumaturgy Card appeared in Sulu's hand and flew out one after another.

Fireball!

--Wind Blade!

--Entwined with vines!

Several spells were unleashed at the most opportune moment, binding the multi-headed wolf monster tightly.

Flames and Wind Blade left deep wounds on its body, splattering pus and blood, which then healed rapidly.

"A swift and decisive victory."

Sulu glanced around and noticed that the Death Cultist were gathering, and his brows furrowed.

He discovered one of his shortcomings.

Although there are many methods, there are very few trump cards that can decide the outcome in one fell swoop.

The true strength of a [Planeswalker] lies in the number of Sealing Card they create and the number of Cursed Spirit they enslave!

'But I only have one ' Black Knight ' card. It's best not to expose myself unless I can silence them...'

Otherwise, even setting aside the blame for Nia City, the massacre at the Demon Ancient Mansion would at least be undeniable!

Sulu took a step forward and disappeared into the void.

Flash!

He came up behind Bolong, and thrust out his black Demon Hunting Dagger.

Wave!

This fifth-tier dagger pierced through the invisible defenses in the void, landing on Bolong and embedding itself in the hilt.

Despite landing a successful blow, Sulu showed no sign of joy.

"Dimensional teleportation? That's fast!"

Bolong showed no sign of being stabbed and continued as usual, "My body is already dead... Now, it's time for me to repay you for this misfortune."

The [King of Necro-Spirits]'s body is already dead, transformed into a dwelling place for the undead. It has no vital points, and even if its head is pierced, it will not die!

At that moment, he turned his neck 180 degrees and unleashed a string of curses upon Sulu.

"Disease!"

"Weakness!"

"Pain!"

Bolong swung his staff high, ready to smash Sulu's head open. "Die!"

But the next moment, he saw Sulu struggle to his senses from the complex web of curses, stretching out his right hand. "Banishment!"

With a look of astonishment on his face, Bolong's body vanished completely from the Material World.

The Banishment of the Planeswalker!

This is actually an application of the skill of Spirit World Travel.

Throw Bolong directly into the fourth level of the Spirit World — the Myriad Spirit World!

Even the [King of Necro-Spirits] might not be able to survive in the Myriad Spirit World, let alone find his way back.

He might be able to pray to Lady Moon for guidance and help, but he shouldn't expect to make a comeback anytime soon.

"After all, he's a fifth-tier cultivator. I don't seem to have a way to kill him directly right now. I can only Banishment to avoid any unforeseen complications if things drag on..."

Sulu glanced around and noticed that more and more people were arriving. Among them were several who, although only at the fourth rank, gave him a dangerous feeling, probably because they were carrying some kind of dangerous Curio or secret technique.

The Black Death Society is, after all, an organization that worships Evil God!

Given time to prepare, even Lady Moon was able to communicate and transmit a trace of power down to them!

These low-level minions didn't offer him much experience to play at the fifth rank.

He smiled, grabbed Sean in one hand and Beatrice in the other, and disappeared.

The edge of the Emerald Great Forest.

Numerous lines in the void were twisted and formed a large gate.

Three figures emerged from the crowd and stood firmly on the ground.

"We... escaped?"

"No... Sulu, you actually defeated President of the Black Death Society?"

Sean's face was a mixture of ecstasy and surprise, and he was somewhat incoherent. "You really have advanced to the fifth rank!"

"Yes, after graduating, I worked at Green Tree Castle Laboratory."

Sulu offered a casual explanation.

He had been hiding information only to take Beatrice by surprise; now that his goal was achieved, there was little need to conceal anything.

However, in reality, Green Tree Castle was still dragged out to take the bullets.

"Yes... I was the one who gave you that job offer letter. Green Tree Castle truly lives up to its reputation as the Federation's premier research institution..."

Sean sighed, then looked at Beatrice, who remained motionless like a statue. "This... what should I do? How do I write my report?"