Her originally fierce and proud expression froze.
The winter sunlight was not warm.
Yet, as it fell upon the body of the ghost, the droplets attached to it were vaporized into a white mist, hissing and crackling with a heavy fishy stench.
The yin energy gathered on the surface of the mirror, continuously breeding in the most suitable dark places.
And now it was noon.
The most threatening noon for her.
Whether emerging from the water surface or the mirror surface, the Water Ghost that sought victims seemed never to bear the sight of the sun.
Always at midnight, passersby by the river were beguiled, lost their footing, and fell in—
Although due to a fortuitous coincidence, this Water Ghost had moved from the water to the mirror, its essence remained unchanged.
The mere sunlight of this noon was enough to destroy the power it had accumulated over who knows how long.
The howling sound became increasingly terrifying.
