Chinese Exorcism Novels & Stories

It was now or never. "By ancient powers, unseen and grand," I murmured. The cage door swung open, a testament to Rachel's doing. "Release this soul from dark command," I continued, my gaze locked onto Rafael as he approached. "Exorcio Liberatus," Rachel, her counterpart, and I chanted in unison. "Hear my plea, set this spirit free," I implored. "This is your last day, and I warned you," Rafael snarled, lunging toward me.

When she looked up once more, the coldness in her eyes and the aggression in her look grew intense. Pastor Angelo’s pupils shrank in fear. He raised his voice and continued to chant. “Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas. Omnis incursio infernalis adversii omnis congregatio et secta diabolica.” Myra was obviously struggling internally but she continued forward, trying to approach the pastor. Pastor Angelo’s heart pounded but he did not stop chanting.

His lips connected to my shoulder, placing passionless kisses on my neck. “Get off,” I growled, my dragon now vibrating continually. Mortus stilled, his widened legs he used to sit on top of me shifted, his body now sitting up straight. Mortus looked behind at the witch, who had stood up from the chair, grabbing her bag. “I think I should leave,” her hand went to the door until my chest grew a bright light, brightening the room to unbearable temperatures. Screams from both of the beings that caused me pain had their skin sizzling in the light. My chest rose from the bed, nothing short of an exorcism, as my dragon roared from my mouth.

Shocked and angry, he said angrily, "Who are you? Why are you slaughtering my Zang family's disciples?" Chu Xun slowly raised his head and looked at him. "You..." It was as if Zang Fengling had seen a ghost. He was so frightened that he retreated and cried out in horror, "Chu Xun the Devil." Chu Xun the Devil. The Zang family's disciples were so frightened that they kept retreating. Even the female disciples of the Chamber of Lead-Glass were retreating as well. The name 'Chu Xun the Devil' was simply too frightening. As soon as he appeared, he slaughtered more than half of the Zang family's disciples. Who wouldn't be afraid of the name, 'God Killer'?

" Not even past noon, the exorcists arrived once more. This time, each of them held scepters stained with dark, red liquid that reeked of blood. "Madam, the evil spirit has infested his organs. Today, we must strike him with these blessed scepters to drive the evil spirit out from within him!" The exorcist exclaimed viciously.

I cried for a long time, all the way until Dad and Grandma came back. They brought with them a middle-aged guy who looked like some kind of exorcist. As soon as they walked in, they pointed at the woman next to me and yelled, "Sir, that's her! This evil spirit has taken over my wife and is holding my daughter captive!" I couldn't wrap my head around how just standing there made me the one being "held captive". With a dramatic flourish, the exorcist pulled out a bottle of holy water from his bag and started chanting. Suddenly, the holy water was floating in midair and flying right at the woman. It splashed on her and turned into a puff of black smoke.

With a foreign demon? Elder Cang sneered, stroking his beard. "Dao-Companion? You have fallen, child. You bring a creature reeking of blood and iron into the Celestial Realm. His soul is chaotic. He is a danger to the Sect." He looked at Caleb with unparalleled arrogance. "Kneel, beast. Let me purge the demon from your marrow, and perhaps I will spare your life." Caleb laughed. It was a dry, sharp sound. He stepped out from behind Scarlett, his hands in his pockets. He looked at the Elder not with fear, but with the curiosity of a scientist looking at a particularly interesting bug.