"This evil entity is terrifying."
"It can tug at the supernatural forces within someone, causing their Vicious Ghosts to lose control."
"You all..."
Jiang Qiao glanced at the completely dead Sun Hong, then at the dock already submerged beneath the lake water.
Those fishing boats were still floating by the dock.
He was just about to tell them to hurry over.
To leave this area by boat.
But at that moment.
"Boom!"
The gloom in the sky suddenly caved inward, forming a massive hole in the clouds. A rotten hand descended from above, pressing down toward the stone house where they stood!
The hand was enormous.
Its palm alone was the size of a basketball court.
Before it even drew close, the nauseating corpse stench had already assaulted their nostrils.
Almost instantly.
Every ordinary person present.
Without exception, wore expressions of agony. Corpse spots rapidly spread across their skin at a visible rate, giving off a foul reek.
"What is that?!"
Jiang Qiao looked up and threw a punch!
Black lightning surged skyward.
With Thunder Art driven to its limit, bolts as thick as arms tore a vicious arc through the air and slammed heavily into the rotten giant hand's palm.
"Boom!"
The lightning exploded into a burst of black flames across its palm.
Rotten flesh splattered everywhere. The tips of several fingers were blasted open, exposing the stark white bones beneath.
A charred mark remained at the center of the palm.
Like pigskin seared by a branding iron, it hissed as green smoke rose from it.
But that was all.
The giant hand did not even pause, continuing to press down at an unhurried pace. The blasted rotten flesh was even healing at a visible speed.
New flesh buds squeezed out from the edges of the wounds.
Like countless