Crossover anime/manga, immediately transmigrated after death

Stand next to the mirror.

A woman dressed in white, her hair covering most of her face, stood next to a mirror, looking at them with eyes that had no pupils.

Zhenfei's pupils suddenly contracted.

"There...there...is a...woman..."

But she couldn't continue.

Because when she looked again, there was nothing there anymore.

“I saw it…” Maki’s voice trembled. “I just saw it… there was a woman in white standing next to the mirror… but she’s not there now…”

Chika quickly squatted down and held her shoulders: "Shijo-kun, calm down and speak slowly."

"I saw it!" Maki suddenly grabbed Chika's hand with such force that she lost her composure. "I really saw it! She was right there! She was wearing white clothes, had long hair, and no eyes... her eyes were empty!"

The hall was quiet for a moment.

Dragon Ball Peach slowly turned her head to look at the mirror.

Nothing at all.

But she felt a chill run down her back.

Hayasaka Ai asked in a low voice, "The 'seeing' you mentioned...do you mean you've gained the ability to see ghosts?"

“I don’t know…” Maki shook her head vigorously, “I don’t know what kind of eyes those are… but I know she’s here! She’s still here! I can feel it! But I don’t know where she is…”

Kaguya Shinomiya held her in her arms, gently patting her back: "It's alright, it's alright... You're back... It's alright..."

Zhang Yang stood there silently for a moment, then smiled faintly: "I originally wanted to handle it more gently. After all, this building belongs to the Shinomiya Group, and we'd have to pay compensation if it's destroyed, which would be quite troublesome."

Chika was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

The flames in Zhang Yang's dantian exploded violently.

"—Ignite the fire, in this long, dark night, I will be the dawn—"

The power of the incantation surged forth like a torrent, roaring and surging through the meridians. Then, the palm was suddenly raised, and a crimson "Strike" character in dragon script exploded, like fireworks in summer.

He slammed his palm heavily on the ground, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

boom--

The fiery energy exploded from his palm.

The crimson-gold fire energy exploded in the center of the hall like a bomb, transforming into a pillar of fire tens of meters in diameter that shot into the sky!

The floor is cracked.

The wall collapsed.

The ceiling was pierced by a pillar of fire, the bricks turned into magma in the flames, and the steel bars melted in the high temperature. The entire three-story building melted in an instant under this palm strike.

Dragon Ball Peach reacted the fastest, grabbing Zi An Yan and rushing towards Zhang Yang.

Hayasaka Ai put her arm around Kaguya's waist, pushed off with her feet, and caught up in one stride.

Flames exploded around them, and waves of heat surged, but the small patch of ground they stood on remained intact, like an island in a storm.

Rumbling--

The entire haunted house completely collapsed.

Bricks, steel bars, concrete blocks... under the scorching heat of the fire, turned into crimson magma, like a scalding river flowing outwards.

The sky above the amusement park was illuminated red by the firelight.

Tourists screamed and scattered in all directions.

The sirens of fire trucks could be heard in the distance.

The site where the haunted house once stood is now just a steaming foundation.

Molten bricks spread across the ground, resembling a small lava lake, radiating scorching heat.

"There!" (Turn)

Shijou Maki suddenly pointed, and without the obstruction of buildings, it was really easy to find.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, two orbs of crimson-gold light flashed like swords drawn from their sheaths.

The method of eye training.

His eyes were like two small suns, their intense light shooting out and distorting the surrounding air.

The world has become clearer.

The woman in white, three meters tall, had her head down, her long hair obscuring most of her face. The strands of hair spread out like a spider web, connecting to the surrounding ruins, to the ground, and to the air...

She is like the central node of a giant net, and the entire building is her domain.

"Ah, you can see me, you can see me."

The female ghost had dozens of holes burned into her body by the fire, like paper pierced by fire needles. Suppressing the pain, she suddenly flashed, revealing the mirror behind her.

hum-

There was a reason why she deliberately preserved the mirror amidst the flames: anyone who saw her reflection in the mirror would be touched by her, have their body temperature stolen, and die of hypothermia.

That's what Zhenfei just went through.

"It's no use, my body can nullify mysticism!"

Zhang Yang's voice wasn't loud, but the female ghost's body trembled slightly.

The power of the rules could not be stopped. Logically speaking, Zhang Yang would be killed if he was reflected in the mirror. However, the invisible rules shattered like a tangible bubble the moment they touched Zhang Yang's body!

boom!

He shattered the lava beneath his feet, his figure transforming into a streak of crimson light, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the woman.

Clench your right fist.

A burning dragon seal exploded—

The seal script for the character “鬼”.

"Burn it for me."

One punch.

Faster, faster, faster, it's really fast!

The already injured female ghost had no time to dodge.

boom!

The dense strands of hair intertwined above the ruins were instantly ignited by the burning of the "ghost" character seal, and then turned to ashes.

"Ahhhh-"

The white-clad female ghost let out a scream and died completely.

All the yin energy in this area was completely ignited and burned away by this punch.

Zhang Yang retracted his fist and exhaled.

"It's done."

He turned around and looked at the six people standing at the edge of the ruins.

Chika's mouth dropped open, her eyes sparkling: "Wow...so amazing..."

Princess Zhenfei breathed a sigh of relief, the exhaustion of dying once overwhelmed her, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Seeing Maki sitting like a duck, Kaguya and the others didn't find it strange at all; on the contrary, they felt it was perfectly natural, though they were a little curious.

"Zhenfei, what does that Ghost Zhang look like?"

Zhenfei glanced at Longzhu Momo, completely unwilling to answer or recall the past.

Seeing this, the others could only suppress their curiosity and did not ask any further questions.

Zhang Yang reached out his hand to Consort Zhen: "Can you stand up?"

Zhenfei looked at his hand, paused for a moment, and then grasped it.

“This time…” she said softly, brushing the dust off her skirt as she stood up. “Thanks.”

"You're welcome."

Zhang Yang smiled, turned around, and looked in the direction of the amusement park.

The sound of sirens grew closer in the distance.

"Let's go, it's time to run."

"Run? Why run?"

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"It's alright, it's all owned by the Shinomiya family."

"I see. Without the part where the sunset and the girls run away together, it just feels like something's missing."

"..."

"..."

"What you said makes so much sense, I can't even refute it." Chika couldn't help but laugh, and actually squatted down, preparing to start running aimlessly.

Chapter 95 This is the loser

The Shijo family's residence sits on a high platform in the Minato Ward.

Enter through the main gate, pass through the front courtyard, and go around a garden to reach the main house.

The entire building is in a purely Western style. The Shijo family, as a branch of the Shinomiya family, made their fortune in the United States.

When Consort Zhen entered the entrance hall, the steward was already waiting at the door.

"Miss, you're back. Master and Madam are waiting for you in the living room."

I knew this would happen.

When the living room door opened, my father was sitting in the center of the sofa.

He was dressed in a casual kimono, in his early fifties, with his hair neatly combed and a calm expression, the composure honed through decades of experience in the business world.

Mrs. Shijo sat beside him, a half-read book on her lap, her eyes filled with worry.

"came back?"

Zhenfei walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite her parents: "What do you want now? You have to ask about the eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family as soon as you come back."

“That’s not important… They’re just as bewildered as we are.” Shijo’s father put down his teacup, his voice calm and unhurried: “I’ve heard about the amusement park incident. A building was evaporated in three seconds, a reinforced concrete building, even the foundation melted into lava.”

Zhenfei did not avoid his gaze: "It was Zhang Yang who did it."

The father was silent for a moment, his fingers gently stroking the rim of the cup, as if he were choosing his words carefully: "The fact that he can do something like this shows that he is not an ordinary person. You go to the same school as him, and even go out with him. As his father, it's impossible for me not to worry."

“I told you the night before last that you were still curious about the details, more concerned about superpowers than me, your daughter.”

"Men always care about this..."

"Darling?" Mrs. Shijo's eyes were somewhat unfriendly.

No wonder my daughter looked like she was finally going to sacrifice herself for the family when she went out; now I understand.

The old man coughed lightly and said seriously, "Protecting you and danger are sometimes two different things. A person who can melt a building with one hand has good intentions, but his ability is another matter."

Zhenfei whispered, "But he's a really nice person..."

The father shook his head: "I've already looked up his information. His family also runs a big business, but his parents died in an accident, and he came to Tokyo with the inheritance to avoid the struggle... I really don't know who he needs to avoid."

Maki raised her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Um, Zhang Yang said he traveled to another world, defeated a god and gained power, and even fought against the world-destroying Herrscher in the Ming Dynasty..."

The voice grew softer and softer.

Compared to the father's concerns about supernatural forces lurking in the shadows of the world and the karma that Zhang Yang might bear, this statement seemed like something made up on the spot.

"..."

The head of the Shijo family looked at his daughter with a questioning gaze.