Both start in hell: but their talents are multiplied a hundredfold.

Tong Hui saw Shen Jue's eyes.

Those eyes are burning!

It's not rhetoric or illusion; it's real burning!

Golden-red flames burst forth from the depths of Shen Jue's pupils, flowing, swirling, and licking the edges of his eye sockets on his retina, like two stars compressed to their limit finally tearing away the last layer of concealment!

The texture of that light was unlike any flame Kirie had ever seen!

That unique texture is closer to the plasma surging on the surface of the sun!

Intense, pure, and without any impurities!

Just looking at it made Kirie feel a burning pain in her eyes, but she couldn't look away!

There was something in that light that went beyond fear, an ancient, instinctive pressure that froze her in place!

A ring of golden-red light spread out from Shen Jue, hugging the ground, like toppled dominoes spreading in all directions.

It wasn't moving fast. Tong Hui could clearly see the boundary of the wall of light advancing inch by inch, cutting through the soil, the cement road, the faded zebra crossing, and a rusty manhole cover.

Every inch of ground it traversed felt like a layer of skin being peeled off.

All shadows, all concealments, all the invisible and evil were stripped clean from the surface of matter by this light.

The swirling mist was driven upwards from the ground by this light.

The fog was lifted up layer by layer from the bottom by an irresistible force.

Kirie could see the fog struggling.

They tumbled, twisted, and tried to burrow down the edge of the light, but each time they touched the golden-red wall of light, they were bounced back, like a group of living things driven back by flames.

The fog shrank higher and thinner until it was compressed into a thin gray film on the dome, and then it melted away instantly.

The entire town was revealed in the instant the golden-red flames swept across it, down to the smallest detail.

But this is only the beginning.

A large sun rose above Shen Jue's head and slowly rotated, hovering above him.

Endless light and heat poured down from the swirling sun, stripping the town, which had been hiding in shadow and mist, of its coverings.

This town has never seen such light before.

That's the color of molten gold, the color that appears when the surface of the sun boils, the color that appears when plasma at a temperature of 10,000 degrees Celsius is compressed into a sphere the size of a head.

Daylight was forcibly brought upon us.

People hiding in their homes looked out the window in fear.

They didn't know what had happened; they only saw that it suddenly got bright outside the window.

This brightness was instantaneous, violent, and uncompromising, as if someone had shoved a sun into their window frame.

Their tears welled up involuntarily the moment they came into contact with the light. They covered their eyes, tears seeping out through their fingers, yet they couldn't help but peek out through the gaps in their fingers.

Because that light was so warm, so full of redemptive meaning.

All of this should not have been seen by people in the first place.

Logically speaking, ordinary people without magical powers, including Kirie, would not be able to observe the existence of the Great Sun's magical power.

That is energy from another dimension, a projection of the spiritual realm, a force that exists outside the rules of the material world.

It is real, yet invisible; it exists, yet cannot be captured by the retina.

However, Shen Jue's talent ability, which was multiplied by 1400, altered the power of the Great Sun.

The quantitative change in the power of the Great Sun, after being multiplied 1400 times, broke through to a qualitative change.

That energy, which originally belonged to the realm of spiritual power, overflowed the container of laws after being amplified 1,400 times, broke through the boundary between spiritual power and matter, and became a form of energy that truly exists in the physical world.

The power of the Great Sun was no longer just a projection on a spiritual level; the golden-red light produced actual temperature, actual pressure, and actual light pressure.

Kirie can see it because it is currently and truly present in front of her retina.

Kirie could feel the heat wave hitting her face because it was actually impacting her skin cells.

She could hear the humming sound of the air being heated because the temperature was actually changing the density of the air.

This was not Kirie's illusion, but a miniature sun that actually existed in the material world.

A compressed, tamed, and condensed sun, created by Shen Jue, hung less than ten meters away from Tong Hui.

At the center of the sun, Shen Jue stood there, his eyes burning, the sun above his head, his body enveloped in a swirling vortex of golden-red flames.

Shen Jue's expression remained calm, even indifferent, like a worker accustomed to this state standing beside his operating machine, waiting for the gears to complete their next rotation.

To prevent the town and all of humanity from being completely melted, Shen Jue suppressed the intensity of the Great Sun Magic, ensuring that it was just enough to melt the fog without harming the town in the slightest.

Shen Jue's calmness was more terrifying to the handsome young man in black than the pure golden-red radiance itself.

The handsome young man in black froze abruptly as the mist was driven away and melted away.

His steps stopped in the golden-red glow.

He didn't stop on his own; Shen Jue forcibly pressed him down with the power of the Great Sun.

Kirie could even see the entire body of the handsome boy in black trembling slightly.

That's the natural struggle response of the muscles when the body is forcibly locked in by external pressure.

The handsome young man in black was still in a forward-stepping position, his toes touching the ground but unable to land, as if he were stepping on some invisible barrier.

It's like the joints in my feet are locked up by something.

The handsome young man in black raised his head, and for the first time, a look of emotion appeared in his pale pupils. It wasn't fear, but confusion—a pure bewilderment from a non-human being.

The handsome young man in black is a collection of vengeful spirits, originating from the resentment of those who died because of extramarital affairs and illicit love.

It kills through indirect psychological manipulation, rather than direct physical attack.

The handsome young man in black will use the local custom of "crossroads divination" to launch an attack.

On foggy mornings, people stand at crossroads and ask the first passerby for their fortune.

The handsome young man in black would only give a "fierce" or despairing answer, such as "You should worry about your own love."

Some people who are given hints will end their lives by slitting their throats or other means.

This is a method of psychological influence that involves "brainwashing through dialogue" or "bewitching."

The handsome young man in black can evoke negative emotions and inner demons in people, causing them to be manipulated and driven towards self-destruction.

When the person seeking divination hears their inner thoughts revealed, they experience intense despair or a sense of identification, which can lead to suicide.

Too many people have already met their deaths under the influence of the handsome young man in black.

Shen Jue didn't look at it, but simply raised her hand and made a simple gesture.

Spread your fingers, palm down, and then press lightly, the pressure so light it's like pressing a non-existent button in the air.

Golden and red patterns appeared on the ground throughout the town.

That was a sealing formation from the world of horror movies that Shen Jue set up in his spare time.