Since he wanted to forge a stable path, he naturally needed exceptional materials.
And this Putrid Marrow was the material Wu Heng had prepared for the evil spirits of this world—for Ba, the Father of Evil Spirits.
At that moment, the rotting female corpse evil spirit in the basement began to swell and decay, its body becoming like kneaded bubble gum.
It suddenly burst through the basement floorboards and charged toward Wu Heng.
These evil spirits could not stand people who put on airs. The other five were all terrified, Ash included, yet this man alone had remained calmly seated beside the fire.
Besides, it had heard that this man was some kind of exorcist. They especially loved tormenting those pretentious frauds, particularly the churchmen carrying crosses and holy water.
Whenever they possessed a human body, they would first pretend to be greatly pained by the scriptures and holy water.
Then they would vomit out a puddle of black water and return to their original appearance.
When the Fathers believed the exorcism had succeeded, putting away their tools with smiles on their faces—
The evil spirits would suddenly change again and strangle them to death amid their shocked gazes.
That was their pleasure.
And people like Wu Heng were their primary targets.
"Hehehehe. Hahahaha!"
She let out a piercing laugh. Her nails were filled with black grime, her teeth stained with some unknown yellowish fluid, and her body looked as though it had been buried in a garbage heap for three days as she lunged nauseatingly at Wu Heng.
Wu Heng remained seated, showing no particular power.
"Get out of the way, Gerard!" After sawing down a walking corpse, Ash saw Wu Heng in danger and hurriedly shouted as he rushed over.
But judging by the distance, he was already