A shrill scream echoed through the living room.
The ghostly blue charcoal fire met the Demon Fire and was snuffed out completely in the blink of an eye.
Within seconds, the female ghost stopped struggling.
The murderous aura around her was burned away entirely, and her massive body rapidly shrank into a pinch of black ash.
Li Dan released his grip.
A black playing card slid from his sleeve, spinning through the air.
A faint gleam flashed across the card's surface, instantly drawing the female ghost's remaining spirit into it.
An image appeared on the card: a charred woman in red, locked inside an enclosed room filled with burning charcoal, her face twisted in agony.
Li Dan tucked the card into his pocket.
The air in the living room began circulating again. The sea breeze blew in through the window, dispersing the acrid stench of burning.
The young people on the floor gasped for breath, greedily sucking in fresh air.
May slowly came to. Looking at the wrecked living room around her, she covered her face and began to cry.
Glasses and the dreadlocked man lay sprawled on the floor, their eyes filled with reverence as they looked at Li Dan.
"Thank you! Thank you for saving us!" The dreadlocked man scrambled over, babbling his thanks.
"Enough. Shut up."
Li Dan dug at his ear and walked away in disgust.
Uncle Feng put away his compass and let out a long breath, his gaze toward Li Dan becoming even more complicated.
He had seen it clearly. The flames that had emerged from Li Dan's palm had carried a pure, unmistakable evil.
Yet it was precisely that evil that had crushed the vicious ghost outright.
Uncle Feng did not ask any questions. He took out his radio and began contacting headquarters