Chapter 63 - 62: The Eyeball in the Mirror
BOOM!!
The wardrobe instantly exploded, sending wood splinters and mirror shards flying everywhere.
All the fragments hurtling toward Lei Yang were obliterated by a dense web of electric arcs.
The residents of this apartment complex were all people with special powers.
Hearing the commotion from the room, they quickly got out of bed and rushed toward the source of the sound.
"Lei Yang?"
The sight of the corpse on the bed, dismembered into more than a dozen pieces, coupled with his furious expression, stunned the few people who had rushed over without even having time to get dressed.
"The evil spirit that killed Xiaoyang can’t have escaped the complex. Find it!"
Everyone’s heart skipped a beat. ’An evil spirit came to our doorstep to kill someone?’
’That’s just too audacious!’
This was a complex for the city’s Cleaners. Usually, they were the ones chasing all sorts of evil spirits and ghouls all over the place.
How did some suicidal thing manage to come knocking on their door today?
Most importantly, it had actually succeeded in killing one of their own—a person with powers.
The young man on Lei Yang’s team was known as "The Listener."
His perception of danger was extremely keen.
The bizarre nature of evil spirits made them difficult to locate.
As long as one didn’t reveal itself, an ordinary powered person really had no way to deal with it.
Comparatively, Wielders had an advantage in this regard.
Their anomalous items could sense those "unclean things" and promptly alert their masters.
Xiaoyang’s hearing far surpassed that of an ordinary person. By concentrating his Spirit, he could ’listen’ for the ’footsteps’ of evil spirits.
Logically, even if someone like that were to die, shouldn’t he have been able to let out a scream or something before the end?
The group exchanged glances. They were dealing with a tough one.
Today it was Xiaoyang. Who knew who it would be tomorrow?
’We have to find it! We must!’
Otherwise, no one would be able to live in this complex anymore.
This wasn’t just a residence for the powered individuals themselves, but also a home for their families.
When they were out on missions, there would always be someone protecting the complex, so they never had to worry about safety.
Now, they’d been hit square on the head, hard enough to see stars.
If they couldn’t root out this murderous evil spirit, wouldn’t they all have to live in constant fear?
At the same time, the Shanghai Police Department received numerous case reports.
"Hello, you’ve reached the Shanghai Police Department. How can I help you?"
"Officer, listen to me. Something’s happened at my shared apartment! Just now, I went to the bathroom and smelled blood coming from the bedroom across the hall. I tried pushing the door, but it’s locked from the inside.
Please, come quickly, I’m so scared. ...Hehe... What? Laughing? I’m not laughing. I’m about to cry my eyes out, how could I possibly be in the mood to laugh? You say you hear a woman laughing? No way, my roommate is a grown man... Hehe..."
A series of clear, melodious, bell-like laughs echoed through the phone, and then the man reporting the incident fell completely silent.
In short, Shanghai was turned upside down that night.
The wail of police sirens continued deep into the night, making many residents think some important place was on fire.
Meanwhile, He Xiaotian was in his living room, watching TV.
Well, he was literally just *watching* the TV. There was no sound at all.
After all, the sight and sound of that woman from the daytime still flashed in his mind.
His exclusive Big Hammer was placed next to the sofa. If she dared to show up, He Xiaotian would grab it and smash her.
In the bedroom, an eyeball suddenly materialized in the mirror, constantly looking around and examining its surroundings.
OINK!
Hearing the sound of a pig’s oink, He Xiaotian turned his head to look.
’That settles it!’
’You’re definitely an anomalous item.’
’What kind of hammer oinks like a pig?’
"Oink?"
Don’t misunderstand. This sound came from He Xiaotian’s own nose.
OINK!!
CLANG!
The giant hammer fell to the floor, its handle pointing toward the bedroom.
"She’s here?"
He Xiaotian stepped forward, bent down to pick up the hammer, and then his height suddenly exploded upwards.
He swelled from 180cm to over two meters tall, transforming into a burly giant.
A ferocious aura emanated from him, radiating outwards.
Then, he walked step-by-step toward the bedroom, preparing for the impending battle.
BANG!
He kicked the door open and saw the eyeball in the mirror.
"Good evening, sweetheart!"
The moment the words left his mouth, he blurred into an afterimage, crossing the distance to the mirror in an instant.
A look of terror appeared in the eyeball. It clearly hadn’t expected He Xiaotian to be so fast.
DONG!!
"Hmm?"
He Xiaotian’s brow furrowed. ’I hit it with over ten thousand jin of force and didn’t even shatter the mirror? Are you kidding me?’
’Since when were manufacturers so conscientious!’
"Hehe..."
A clear, bell-like laugh entered his ears.
A graceful, curvaceous figure suddenly appeared inside the mirror—it was the woman with the empty eyes.
PUFF!
The person in the mirror reached out her hand and, faster than lightning, pierced straight through his heart.
???
He Xiaotian’s face was a mask of disbelief. ’Laozi has eighteen points in Hardness, and you pierced me with one hand?’
But the waves of pain coming from his heart forced him to believe it.
Moreover, his body was already beginning to feel weak.
BOOM!
One hundred and thirty years of Inner Strength erupted, and a layer of fiery red Qi Force, visible to the naked eye, burst from his body.
At the same time, azure flames also enveloped his body.
Fueled by his immense Inner Strength, the flames burned hotter and fiercer.
DONG!!
A hammer blow carrying over twenty thousand jin of force smashed viciously against the mirror’s surface.
However, the shattering he had imagined did not happen.
The mirror remained, indestructible.
"Hehe..."
The woman, weeping tears of blood, gave another bewitching smile.
Immediately after, she reached out her left hand, aiming straight for He Xiaotian’s eyes.
It seemed she intended to gouge his eyeballs out while he was still alive.
"In your wildest dreams!"
He Xiaotian summoned all his strength and rammed his head toward that slender, delicate hand.
SQUELCH!
Who would have thought the woman’s hand would be like a sharp sword, digging into his skull.
’Could the *Fire-refined Golden Body* and the *Thirteen Grand Protectors’ Cross Training* be fakes?’
’The so-called Golden Finger... was it all just an illusion?’
’Wait, that’s not right!’
’A dream... fake.’
’I get it now.’
’So, this is all fake.’
’An illusion. It has to be an illusion.’
’Otherwise, with my strength of over twenty thousand jin, how could I possibly fail to smash an ordinary mirror?’
’Even if the mirror contained some anomalous power, it shouldn’t have been able to withstand that!’
’Besides, the noise was huge. The neighbors should have been woken up long ago and started yelling at me.’
’It definitely wouldn’t be this dead silent, without a single sound.’
CRASH!
The entire bedroom shattered. He Xiaotian, dizzy and disoriented, blinked and found himself back on the living room sofa.
The hammer lay on the floor, but it wasn’t pointing at the bedroom. It was pointing at the television.
His heart leaped in alarm as he looked up.
He saw that the image on the television had vanished at some point, replaced by the woman with empty eyes and bleeding tears.
She was leaning halfway out of the screen, her right index and middle fingers hooked, clawing toward his eyes.
"Gan Liniang!"
He Xiaotian roared, his right palm flashing up like lightning, wreathed in a great mass of azure flame.
The temperature in the room instantly skyrocketed by more than tenfold, as if it had become a steaming hell.
