Under the starlight, Princess Zhang Le was clad in a black palace dress, her long hair hanging loosely behind her back; her face was so pale that it almost looked transparent. A thin layer of light shrouded her petite body, making her look like a soul reaper who appeared only in the black of the night. Her arms were outstretched, parallel to her shoulders, and her fingers were moving rapidly to perform various incantation gestures. As her low chanting echoed out into the surroundings, all the plague viruses in the province began to drift toward the Prefecture Overseer's mansion.