Just then, the rain from the sky, as if under someone's command, began to gather a cold, sinister aura.
Every raindrop transformed mid-air into a terrifying specter and dove toward the illusionary figure.
They were incredibly fast, reaching the illusionary figure in the blink of an eye.
The illusionary figure, however, remained perfectly still. It simply raised its head to gaze upon the swarm of specters, its eyes betraying no hint of emotion.
The illusionary figure slowly recited a passage of text. Like Immortal Text from the heavens, it suddenly expanded.
The countless specters diving down were instantly frozen in place.
Then, under the power of the text, they were reduced to a sky full of scattered ash.
The scene appeared and vanished in a flash.
The howling wind died down, the torrential rain ceased, and the night sky once again grew tranquil.
The twinkling starlight seemed to be a symbol of peace and slumber.
