Without any obstruction, the fireball instantly struck the paper effigy.
Boom!!!
In an instant, a raging blaze exploded outward like a detonation. In the blink of an eye, it engulfed the paper effigy, turning it into a gigantic man of fire.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!!!
The paper effigy covered in flames let out a sharp, ear-piercing shriek.
Within its body, clusters of gray mist billowed outward, seemingly trying to douse the flames.
But it was all in vain.
Not only did the gray mist fail to extinguish the flames, it was like scalding oil poured into a fire, making the flames burn even more fiercely!
The scorching flames caused the air around the square to heat up rapidly.
At the same time,
Yang Qingyun clearly saw
that the gray mist on the members of the Yang family, who were retreating in terror at the sounds and constantly shrinking backward, was continuously steaming and separating from their bodies.
The eerie, deathly-pale smiles that had originally covered their faces, like burning paper, gradually turned to ash, revealing their original features.
Within the entirety of Yang Manor,
the strange power of some evil presence was being constantly forced out and swept away!
"Paper effigy, eerie smiling faces?"
Seeing the paper effigy gradually turn to ash beneath the burning Yang Fire,
the people around him also gradually returned to normal.
Yang Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly.
Was there some connection between the paper effigy and those eerie smiling faces?
Or was there some unknown rule at work here?
Yang Qingyun grew quite interested.
The eerie. The rules.
He recalled the enormous surge of negative energy, vast as a flood, that had radiated from the paper effigy when it looked at him just now, as well as the feeling of wanting to laugh that had risen