Jiang Fan stood still.
Never before had Jiang Fan felt such a deep fusion with heaven and earth. Although his eyes were closed, he "saw" much more. He saw Junxiong, filled with resentment, pinned to the floor by the spiritual power, unable to move. He also saw several lingering resentments in the room. Further away, Jiang Fan saw countless white specks of light. Withdrawing his attention, Jiang Fan opened his eyes, and a cyan light flashed.
Palm trembled slightly
Jiang Fan's boundless spiritual power erupted, and he seemed to become one with the world and sky, where spiritual energy was emanating from the torrential rain. The golden seal continuously released spiritual power, transforming the raging lightning that surged into Jiang Fan's meridians. Jiang Fan's body trembled, and his meridians roared like a great river. His palms trembled, and suddenly, countless streams of spiritual power containing cyan, gold, and blue colors were released from his fingertips, densely packed, and crashed down on Kayako's house.
"Buzz!"
A dull, loud bang.
Kayako's house, including the courtyard, vanished without a trace. Even the lawn and trash in the yard were gone in an instant, as if struck by a dimensional reduction attack. The last remnants of resentment in the Ju-on world were annihilated along with Toshio in the vast thunderous power.
The sky was dark.
Jiang Fan looked at the ground reduced to dust, withdrew his hand, and the heavy rain continued to pour down. Raindrops streamed down Jiang Fan's cheeks. His eyes seemed to hold a hint of emotion, but more so, they held the ruthlessness of lightning. In the center of Jiang Fan's brow, a silver-white lightning bolt, the size of a date pit, flashed several times before disappearing.
Jiang Fan touched his brow, as if he had touched something hard.
He fell silent.
original,
I only wanted to take advantage of this weather to better unleash my attack spell, Heavenly Thunder, but now, what has it turned into?
The next day,
The rain has stopped and the sky is clear.
The residents living nearby gradually discovered the destruction of the haunted house. They stood far away from the open space, pointing and speculating about what could have happened to make it like this. The flat ground looked as if it had been sliced open by a sharp knife, which did not seem to be man-made.
Some attribute it to ghosts and spirits, saying that last night's violent thunderstorm was a punishment for this haunted house.
But some people scoffed at it, saying it was superstition.
However,
Two young figures stood in the corner, unnoticed by anyone as their bodies trembled uncontrollably, like sieves. Their lips quivered as they watched what was happening before them.
"immortal……"
"immortal……"