Yixuan's voice echoed in the air.

"I can only do my best to help you protect your grandfather's soul from being invaded. The rest is up to you."

"Remember, never take it lightly."

"Okay, Master. I will keep all the precautions you gave me in mind and will be extra careful."

Su Muxi took out a peach wood sword and some talisman papers, chanted a spell, and waved the peach wood sword in the air, drawing strange and mysterious tracks.

Her footsteps moved rhythmically around the magic circle.

Following Su Muxi's movements, she threw out the talismans in her hand one by one.

The talisman shimmered in the air before embedding itself into the ground around the circle.

Each talisman is like a shining star, echoing with the runes on the altar.

Su Muxi continued to walk around the magic circle with specific steps, chanting spells non-stop.

The formation was filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and the light gradually gathered to form a huge light shield, covering the entire three-story building of the Du family.

Su Muxi was sitting quietly at the edge of the magic circle, continuing to chant the spell.

A powerful aura emanated from her body, blending with the power contained in the formation.

At this moment, Du Lei, who was lying in the formation, was shaking all over as if he had been electrocuted.

In just a moment, a thick black gas gushed out from his body.

As soon as the black energy appeared, it seemed to sense a fatal threat and ran around the living room restlessly.

In Du Lei's study on the second floor, a hanging landscape ink painting seemed to have some kind of mysterious connection with the black air and kept vibrating.