Flowers kept falling in a swirling shower that spread ever wider.
Gradually, the shower of flowers covered the whole of Zeng Family Manor, now reduced to ruins.
Every so often, a wisp of black vapor rose from the ground amid the falling flowers, only to be purified by golden light. A human figure flickered into view, then vanished without a trace.
Not far from Pan Long, black vapor rose thickest from the square where many Copper Pillars had once stood, used to burn Icefield Descendants to death.
Within the clouds of black vapor, twisted human figures could be dimly seen. Their faces were contorted with pain and ferocity, their bodies warped almost beyond recognition as they screamed in silence.
As petals fell around them, the black vapor clinging to their bodies was slowly washed away. At last, they returned to the forms of ordinary people. Sure enough, they were all Icefield Descendants.
In truth, these people looked little different from ordinary people of Great Xia. They, too, had two arms, two legs, two eyes, and a mouth. Beneath the golden shower of flowers, the anguish and savagery on their faces gradually faded into peaceful serenity. They bowed deeply toward Pan Long, then all dispersed.
Had ordinary folk seen this, they might have cried out, "Ghosts!"
But these truly were not ghosts.
The Zeng Family was a renowned clan and sect. How could it lack ways to suppress or even destroy evil ghosts?
These were the grievances left behind by those who had been slaughtered.
Ghosts could be suppressed or destroyed, but grievances could only be laid to rest.
Apart from laying them to rest with Merit, even immortal Demon Gods, Immortals and Buddhas could only put grievances to use in another way. They could never destroy them.
Some scholars believed