"It should end now."
Li raised his left hand. His black-clad form blurred into translucent streams of light, while phantom golden vines reached out from every corner, their dazzling radiance dispersing the dim gloom.
The mist steaming through the corridors, the Ghost Shadows looming among the trees, the flesh floating on the pond, the mold scraped across the walls—all stains symbolizing the eerie, decay, and death were gently swept away by the vines, leaving behind a clean, bewildered white.
Lin Chen pressed his back against the pond's icy stone wall, gripping the handle of the black umbrella tightly and holding its broad canopy in front of him.
A vine-like strand of golden light descended from the heavens. In that instant, all living things fell into absolute stillness, and heaven and earth gave way to a moment of silence.
The fully armed orderly just one step away from Lin Chen froze in place, his outstretched claw suspended in midair. His outline flickered like a television screen with a bad connection before blinking out after two or three flashes.
Not just that orderly—the NPCs dressed as medical staff and the ghostly monsters resembling patients all flickered as if electrocuted, then vanished in an instant, as though someone had switched off a holographic projection.
Lin Chen felt the ground shaking violently. It first rose rapidly, then shifted sideways with jolts, before swiftly sinking once it reached a certain point.
The sensation of weightlessness made him dizzy. Dust from the collapsing world drifted through the air, while fragments of stone and wood sprayed in all directions, taking a long time to settle.
Through the hazy void, Lin Chen saw a corpse in a white coat that had been twisted beyond human recognition. Only its upper body remained intact; its lower half had been completely