A long time had passed, so long that the Evil Spirit had faded away and Ji Li had returned to normal.
He stood where Gao Ye had vanished, looking up to study the sky, which resembled glass shimmering in seven colors. A strip of white cloth was wrapped around his right hand, with its missing fingers.
The boundaries of Shanming University of Finance and Economics had become the boundaries of the Nightmare. No one could enter anymore. Even ghosts would struggle.
The Nightmare was clearly a sin object driven to its utmost by a living person, unleashing its full capabilities to sever the university from the Real World and create an impenetrable barrier.
Yet the supernatural power within it had been assimilated by "Fate" without the slightest resistance.
This university, once shrouded in concealment because of an infamous dismemberment case, would now be completely severed from Shanming City. This place would become "Fate's grave."
But even in that grave, it still deserved to be called the one and only.
Yet the power that had rendered Gao Ye, Monkey, and Xu Lan utterly helpless had shown no effect whatsoever on Ji Li.
In fact, it was more than simply having no effect. It could be said to be going out of its way to avoid him.
Ji Li had been at the university for quite some time. Although no one had seen him, traces of his presence were actually left at every location the others had visited.
The three-fingered blood mark on the Guard Room's door handle; the tracks following the blood footprints on the first and third floors of the School of Management; the rust flakes shaken loose when the door of the four-story building opened...
Yet despite the traces Ji Li had left throughout the university, no one had