In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

The black fluid squirmed like a living thing in the moonlight, weaving into a huge web of death in the air, covering the entire courtyard.

The black silk threads gleamed with a sickly metallic luster, reflecting a strange halo under the moonlight.

From time to time, tiny arcs of electricity burst out at the nodes where the silk threads intertwined, making a teeth-grinding hissing sound.

Meng Po's bone blade, formed from the condensed cold air of the Nine Netherworlds, slashed through, emitting a cold glow.

Wherever the bone blade passed, the air was frozen into tiny ice crystals, reflecting a brilliant light under the moonlight.

However, when the cold air that was enough to freeze everything touched the black threads, it seemed as if it was cutting on some indescribable substance.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the silk thread, leaving a few shallow marks, but it returned to normal in an instant, as if it had never been hurt.

The next second, black threads suddenly rose up, like countless hungry poisonous snakes, biting towards Meng Po.

The tip of each silk thread turned into a sharp arrow, drawing dense black tracks in the air.

As the black tracks appeared and reorganized, they were like boiling liquid, constantly changing their shapes. In an instant, they turned into eerie spears, breaking through the air and stabbing towards Meng Po.

Faced with this rapid attack, Meng Po had to respond with all her strength.

Her body, made of bones and ice, gleamed eerily in the moonlight.

She clasped her hands together, and the nine-night cold air condensed in the air, forming indestructible ice walls.

However, these defenses, which were enough to freeze everything on normal days, seemed so fragile in the face of Jonathan's abilities.

The black substances seemed to have some kind of terrible corrosiveness. They drilled into every crack in the ice like living things.

With a sharp cracking sound, the solid ice wall was torn into pieces, turning into countless crystal ice chips that floated in the moonlight.

"You like playing... then try this?"

[Laughing form activated]

As Jonathan's thought came to mind, the air in the entire courtyard suddenly became extremely sticky, as if distorted by some invisible force.

"Click——"

All matter began to deform strangely, and even space seemed to be distorted by this force.

The skeletons that had originally crawled out of the ground were suddenly frozen in mid-air, and their bones began to twist and deform in a way that went against nature.

The white bones made teeth-grinding cracking sounds under the kneading of invisible forces, and some skulls were stretched to become hideous cones.

Jonathan's stance can distort the form of matter and change its properties, which to some extent has similar effects to Scarlet Witch's chaos magic.

Seeing this, Meng Po's pupils suddenly contracted, and a barely perceptible trace of fear appeared on her pale face.

When did the Black Dragon provoke a being that could distort reality...

Even in Kunlun, only Guanyin has the ability to distort reality...

However, as the underworld messenger who has been in charge of Wangchuan River for a thousand years and a member of Kunlun Elders Council, Meng Po also has her own confidence.

The next second, the nine-net cold air condensed around her body, forming a chilly protective shield. Countless tiny ice crystals danced in the air, each of which flashed a faint blue light.

As the blue energy accumulated, her skeleton began to swell, and her already tall body became even larger and more ferocious.

Ice crystals continued to condense on her body surface and soon turned into a suit of armor that flashed with cold air.

"Let me see how capable you are!"

Meng Po's voice was like the friction of ice chips, echoing in the courtyard with a shrill scream.

She stomped her feet suddenly, and a horrible chill instantly spread out from under her feet.

The ground of the entire courtyard was frozen in an instant, and countless twisted lines could be vaguely seen in the thick ice, like solidified water from the Jiuyou River.

The cold air continued to sweep upwards, and wherever it passed, even the air was frozen into countless tiny ice crystals, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

Faced with this horrifying scene, Jonathan just grinned, and a strong golden light suddenly burst out from his body.

Golden light surged out of Jonathan's body like a tide, shining brightly with the black matter around him in the moonlight.

His eyes flashed with an almost crazy light, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a chilling arc.

"Have you heard of true harm..."

His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and appeared in front of Meng Po the next moment.

There were no fancy techniques, just a simple straight punch, but it contained a power that could make even the space tremble.

The moment the fist approached, Meng Po felt an unprecedented threat.

That punch seemed intended not just for her body, but to shatter the essence of her being.

Feeling extremely threatened, Meng Po quickly condensed a several-meter-thick black ice shield in front of her.

"boom!"

The moment Jonathan's fist hit the ice shield, the entire courtyard shook violently.

Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the black ice shield, and then it melted and vaporized at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like an ice cube thrown into boiling water.

Meng Po flew backwards and rolled several times in the air before she could barely keep her body steady.

She watched in disbelief as her defense was broken by a single punch.

"This power..."

She muttered to herself, a hint of fear in her eyes.

"Completely ignoring the defense of the Mystic Ice Shield..."

But before she could think about it, Jonathan came up again, this time with an uppercut, the wind from his fist ripped through the air, leaving a golden trail in the moonlight.

"not good!"

Meng Po crossed her arms to block, and the nine-night cold air formed a dense defensive network around her.

However, the moment the fist touched the cold air, the extreme cold force that should have frozen everything was instantly pierced through like bubbles.

"boom!"

The uppercut hit Meng Po's jaw hard, and the huge impact force sent her flying upwards.

Her body, condensed by cold air, shattered in the air, and countless tiny ice crystals fell everywhere.

But it's not over yet.

Jonathan leaped up, grabbed Meng Po's ankle in the air, and smashed her to the ground like a hammer.

"Boom!"

The ground collapsed instantly, forming a huge pit.

Gravel and dust flew everywhere, and ice crystals and bone fragments flew everywhere.

"Squeak-"

Meng Po struggled to climb out of the pit. Her body, condensed from the Nine Netherworld's cold air, was already in pieces, but her powerful self-healing ability was working rapidly.

The broken ice crystals flipped in the air, as if being pulled by some mysterious gravity, gradually gathering towards her body.

First, the bones. The white bone fragments attracted and bit each other in the air, making a slight "click" sound.

The broken spine was reconnected, the ribs were put back in place, and each bone fragment returned precisely to its original position.

Looking at Meng Po's slowly recovering body, a hint of surprise flashed in Jonathan's eyes.

Isn't this the same as me, with a self-healing physique...

Self-healing, self-healing, it’s the same ability, but Jonathan is the one who knows how to control it best.

Grind it into powder step by step, then divide and control it...

Isn’t that better?