Chapter 228: Chapter 227: Didn’t Even See What Attacked

Inside the villa,

An indescribable, bone-chilling aura silently began to spread, coming and going without a trace.

Even the sharpest senses could not detect the slightest sign of it.

The aura seemed to seep out from some mysterious, unfathomable corner deep within the villa,

and in an instant, it surged like a tidal wave, filling the entire space.

At the same time, the lights that had been flickering due to Gao Liceng’s Mysterious Power,

miraculously returned to normal at that very moment, becoming bright and clear.

However,

behind this brightness hid an even deeper chill.

This cold didn’t just touch the surface of the skin;

it was like a razor-sharp blade of ice, stabbing straight into one’s heart,

causing everyone present to tremble uncontrollably.

It was a shudder that originated from the depths of their souls, the most primal reaction to the unknown and the terrifying.

The finely decorated walls now served as the perfect canvas for this horrifying atmosphere.

Streaks of deathly-blue children’s Hand Seals appeared silently upon them, like the brushstrokes of a phantom.

They varied in size and shape, yet all of them exuded an air of youth and innocence.

These Hand Seals looked like the marks left by a baby’s tiny hands and feet,

but upon closer inspection, no physical body could be seen crawling or moving along the walls.

All that remained was a series of hair-raising marks, looking all the more grotesque under the dim yellow light.

Just then, Gao Liceng’s senses were overwhelmed by an unprecedented feeling of crisis.

She snapped her head up and saw an intensely cold object, like a solid entity condensed from nothingness,

lunging at her with the speed of lightning.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze.

Gao Liceng felt an irresistible, immense power instantly envelop her head,

followed by a tearing, excruciating pain and the rapid fading of her consciousness.

When everything returned to calm,

Gao Liceng’s body had been completely eroded by that Mysterious Power.

Her skin lost its former luster, becoming like the Hand Seals on the wall,

taking on a grotesque, deathly-blue hue.

"Sh-she’s dead? Just like that?"

Qi Chaoyu’s mouth hung open in disbelief. "I didn’t even see what attacked her, and she was killed just like that.

If it were me, I’m afraid I would’ve met the same fate.

Such a young girl, with such a righteous heart,

to die at the hands of these evil-doers... It’s truly a shame."

As he spoke, Qi Chaoyu’s tone was thick with resentment.

In his mind, if Chu He had acted, his power was surely enough to save Gao Liceng.

But Chu He had just stood there, watching coldly.

"It was that Ghost Infant from before, the one hanging upside down from the eaves."

Yumizakura explained simply, "This entire villa is filled with a mysterious aura you can’t even imagine.

After the Ghost Infant entered, this aura was like water to a fish, allowing it to conceal its form.

If your power is insufficient, it’s hard to track the Ghost Infant’s movements with the naked eye, so it’s easy to get killed."

"Mr. Chu, why didn’t you intervene?"

Qi Chaoyu’s lips moved, but he couldn’t stop himself from voicing the question in his heart. The main reason was that it was agonizing to keep it bottled up.

It wasn’t just because Gao Liceng was exceptionally beautiful, like the pretty girl next door.

It was mainly because she was a person with such a righteous heart.

’If society,’

’if the Great Xia Empire,’

’had more people like her, perhaps there wouldn’t be so much chaos.’

In Qi Chaoyu’s mind, although Gao Liceng had killed people, and with extremely cruel methods at that,

Gao Liceng herself was not at fault. Those people got what they deserved.

Therefore, Gao Liceng shouldn’t have died here.

"Because Gao Liceng isn’t dead, why would I intervene? You underestimate her too much.

If this was all the power Gao Liceng had, how could she have given Huang Haibo’s family such a headache,

and how could so many deranged criminals have died at her hands?"

Chu He retorted.

"What? But Gao Liceng’s head is..."

Qi Chaoyu said in disbelief, "Her head was smashed to pieces. How could she possibly still be alive?

Even with the Mysterious Power supporting her from within,

in this state, even a pure Evil Spirit would be incapacitated for a moment, either suppressed or destroyed directly by a stronger power."

Chu He waved his hand. "Just keep watching. You’ll understand soon enough."

Hearing Chu He’s words, Qi Chaoyu said no more. He widened his eyes, trying to see how the situation would develop.

At the same time, he prayed internally, hoping that what Chu He said was true.

「Inside the villa.」

"Excellent! We finally got rid of that bitch."

Huang Qiucheng pumped her fist, speaking with excitement, yet her face also showed a hint of regret. "That mongrel got off too easy.

She should have been made to suffer endless torture like my father, then die without a shred of hope."

In her circle, Huang Qiucheng had become acquainted with many upper-class individuals who had twisted fetishes.

Although these people were purely human, their methods were even more cruel and savage than those of Evil Spirits.

They often tortured innocent girls to death.

Huang Qiucheng had originally planned to cripple that bitch Gao Liceng and then hand her over to those upper-class people.

Gao Liceng was born with cute and sweet looks; those people would have been absolutely delighted,

and what would have awaited Gao Liceng would have been a hellish fate.

"Don’t let your guard down."

Huang Haibo’s expression remained grave. "I keep feeling like this went too smoothly.

Unreasonably smooth. It doesn’t match my expectations.

How could someone who has done so much be killed by us so easily?

Besides, the Mysterious Power of the Yellow Paper on Gao Liceng is so terrifying that even I feel a bit of covetous greed for it."

"Her head is gone. There’s no way she’s still alive."

The middle-aged woman muttered from behind her husband and daughter.

Gao Liceng’s figure stood rigidly in place.

The upper half of her body was a heart-stopping sight.

Half of her head was a mixture of shattered and rotten parts.

Skin and flesh were peeled away, revealing the intricate bones and displaced brain tissue underneath.

Bizarrely, not a single drop of blood spilled out. The surrounding area was as clean as a meticulously wiped mirror.

It made one wonder if this was just a carefully arranged, empty human-shaped shell.

Then, in the suffocating silence, it began.

Gao Liceng’s body, covered in its deathly-blue hue, started an even more horrifying transformation.

The color was no longer a flat shade.

It rapidly seeped into every inch of her skin, transforming into a glaring yellow,

startlingly similar in shade to the Yellow Paper scattered on the floor, dancing lightly in the wind.

The change was so fast, as if colors on a palette were being splattered wantonly, yet they precisely sketched out a chilling image.

The edges of her wounds, the parts that should have been a mangled, gruesome mess of flesh and blood,

now seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, slowly turning into the edges of finely cut Yellow Paper.

These edges were jagged, yet they revealed a bizarre sense of order,

like a scene meticulously arranged under ancient Magic—both cruel and filled with an indescribable artistry.

And then, under the disbelieving gazes of the crowd, that tattered Paperman head actually twitched.

Within its hollow eye sockets, flames seemed to flicker, only to be swallowed by a dead darkness.

As this Paperman-like head slowly turned toward Huang Haibo, Huang Qiucheng, and the middle-aged woman,

a grotesque smile slowly bloomed on her lips.

There was not a trace of warmth or emotion in this smile,

only endless cold and mockery, as if sneering at the fragility and powerlessness of all things in the world.

An indescribable atmosphere of terror filled the air. Everyone’s heart hammered in their chest, and their breathing grew heavy.