The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

Halfway through dinner, Xiang Naihui suddenly turned pale, and almost dropped her chopsticks on the table.

She suddenly covered her mouth, got up, and quickly walked towards the bathroom.

"Huihui!" Shen'er immediately stood up and followed.

Dongyang Ping remained seated, hearing suppressed vomiting sounds and anxious whispers coming from the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the two returned.

Xiang Nai Hui Hui's face turned even paler, but she still forced a smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yangping... morning sickness is really something."

"You should go and rest," Dong Yangping said quickly. "The food was delicious, and I'm already full. I'll clean up the rest."

"That won't do, you're a guest..."

"Let him clean up," Shen Er suddenly said, supporting his wife, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You go lie down; the doctor said you need to rest more."

Kana Huihui wanted to say something more, but seeing her husband's serious expression, she had no choice but to compromise: "Then... I'll have to trouble Mr. Yangping. I'm so sorry."

"It's alright, you should go and rest."

Shen Er helped his wife into the bedroom and closed the door. Dong Yangping could hear faint voices inside—Shen Er was asking questions in a low voice, and Xiang Nai Huihui was comforting him softly.

He shook his head and began clearing the table. His movements were swift and efficient; he quickly cleaned the table, washed the dishes, and tidied the kitchen.

After doing all this, Dong Yangping walked to the living room, but instead of sitting down, he stood by the window and looked at the sky outside, which was gradually darkening.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened. Shen Er came out, her face colder than usual.

"She's asleep," he said in a low voice. "She was tired after throwing up."

Dongyang Ping nodded: "Is your morning sickness severe?"

"It only started recently." Shen'er walked to the window and stood next to Dong Yangping. "The doctor said it's normal, but..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Dong Yangping sensed the worry in his voice.

The two remained silent for a while.

The streetlights outside the window lit up one by one, casting a dim yellow glow over the alley.

"Shall we go for a walk?" Shen Er suddenly said.

"it is good."

The two quietly left the house and gently closed the door behind them.

Walking through the alley at night, the sound of footsteps is particularly clear in the silence.

After walking for about five minutes, we arrived at a small park nearby.

The park was deserted at this time, with only a few streetlights providing limited illumination.

The children's playground equipment cast distorted shadows in the darkness, and the swings swayed slightly in the night breeze.

Shen Er stopped in the open space in the center of the park, turned around, and faced Dongyangping.

Under the moonlight, his eyes changed.

It was no longer the restrained, domestic tranquility of the daytime, but something more primal and dangerous—the gaze of a predator.

"You said you wanted to fight me."

She finally spoke, her voice calm: "Why?"

Dong Yangping asked, somewhat puzzled, "Didn't you sense that I'm very strong?"

Shen Er was slightly taken aback by Dong Yangping's question.

"powerful?"

Shen Er narrowed his eyes, looking Dong Yangping up and down: "You look like a slightly stronger ordinary person, with a cursed spirit clinging to you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Because Dongyang Ping in front of me has changed.

It wasn't a change in posture or expression, but something deeper—as if a sleeping stone statue had suddenly been brought to life, or a beast that had clenched its claws had opened its eyes.

Dong Yangping took a deep breath.

He took a long breath, his chest expanding like a bellows, as if he had sucked in some of the surrounding air.

Then, he slowly exhaled.

As the breath was exhaled, something was released.

From the age of nine, Dong Yangping learned to control himself—not his power, but the "aura" that emanated from him invisibly.

He found that if he didn't deliberately restrain himself, people around him would instinctively feel fear, animals would flee in terror, and even insects would avoid his area.

It's a sense of oppression that stems from the very essence of life; it's the natural pressure exerted by apex predators at the top of the food chain.

For more than a decade, he has maintained a near-meditative state, locking that wildness, that pure sense of oppression originating from the most primal power of the terrifying upright ape, deep within his body.

Now, the lock is open.

"boom--"

It's not the sound, but the feeling.

The air in the park suddenly became thick and sticky, as if it had solidified.

The streetlights seemed to dim, the night breeze had stopped, and even the rustling of leaves in the distance had disappeared.

Of course, these are all sensory illusions.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw it.

No, not with his eyes, but with the powerful body and super-sensitive senses bestowed by "Heaven and Curse"—he saw the air around Dong Yangping's body distorting.

That wasn't a curse, nor any energy fluctuation; it was simply a visual distortion caused by pure physical strength.

How could a human body possess such terrifying...?

"Are you the God of Heaven and the Curse?"

For the first time, genuine surprise, even disbelief, appeared in Shen'er's voice.

"Your physical strength—is even stronger than mine?!"

Even Shen Er was stunned for a moment when those words came out.

Who is he?

The Zen temple is the ultimate embodiment of the divine and the curse, where zero curse power is exchanged for a perfect body that appears only once in a thousand years.

He once thought that in the realm of pure physicality, he was the pinnacle of humanity, the very benchmark.

But now, the man before me—

Dong Yangping did not answer, but just stood there quietly.

His physique didn't become more robust, but the feeling he gave off was completely different.

If the previous Dongyang Ping was like a mountain, steady and solid, then now he is like an active volcano, with a calm surface but a power that can tear the earth apart.

Shen Er stared intently at Dong Yangping, his gaze sharp as a knife.

He saw the contradiction, the enormous contradiction.

"But...why can't you see the cursed spirit?"

Shen Er pointed to Dong Yangping's back: "That cursed spirit is still clinging to you. It's weak, but if you could see it, you would have dealt with it long ago."

Upon hearing this, Dongyang Ping slightly turned his head.

He truly cannot see or feel anything.

But he believed Shen'er's words; the other party had no reason to lie to him.

"I am not bound by heaven or curse."

Dong Yangping finally spoke, his voice steady, but each word sounded like a piece of iron hitting the ground.

"I can't see the cursed spirit either."

As Dong Yangping spoke, he slowly concealed his aura.

The terrifying sense of oppression receded like the tide, the air in the park began to flow again, and the night breeze blew once more.

But the wariness and surprise in Shen'er's eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"impossible."

Shen Er said firmly, "Ordinary people all possess magical power, they just don't know how to use it. But you don't—not a single trace. If you're not bound by heaven and curses, then what are you?"

Dongyang Ping remained silent for a moment.

He had asked himself this question for twenty years.

"I have no idea."

Dong Yangping answered honestly, "All I know is that my body has been like this since I can remember. As long as I exercise, I will become stronger. I eat more and grow stronger. There is no bottleneck, no limit—at least until now, I haven't reached the so-called 'upper limit'."

Shen'er's brows furrowed even more.

The Heavenly Curse is a "contract," an exchange made at birth with this world—trading bondage for a certain ultimate ability.

But Dongyangping's situation is clearly different.

He had no contract, no exchange.

He was just... born that way.

Even more bizarrely, although the Heavenly Binder has zero curse power, he can still sense curse power and curse spirits, because the "Heavenly Binder" not only grants the holder a powerful physical body, but also five senses that surpass those of ordinary people.

It is possible to perceive the energy of curse spirits and curse power through the five senses.

Even so, he used his superhuman senses to perceive the existence of curse spirits and curse power.

But Dong Yangping knew very well that he couldn't see it, though he had sensed something unusual over the past 20 years.

Unfortunately, it was no use. Although Dong Yangping's physical body was very strong, his five senses were not sharp enough to break through that restriction.