The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

The House of Tiger Rod.

An ordinary detached house located in the suburbs of Tokyo.

With its white walls and gray tiles, and a few green plants at the entrance, it looks no different from the surrounding houses.

But in Dong Yangping's perception, the house was permeated with a strange curse.

It's not intense, it's "viscous".

Like a slowly wriggling swamp.

"Can you feel it?" he asked in a low voice.

Ninety-nine nodded.

"Very powerful magical energy. But it's well hidden."

Shen Er didn't say anything, he just stared at the house.

His hand was already on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Proceed according to plan," Dong Yangping said.

The three of them separated.

Dong Yangping did not use the main entrance.

He manipulated the magnetic field, gently floated up, and landed on the second-floor balcony.

The window was unlocked.

He pushed open a crack and squeezed in sideways.

The room was dark, and the curtains were drawn.

But Dongyangping's eyes do not need light.

He glanced around—at the bedrooms. Actually, he didn't need to look; Dong Yangping had already seen the entire building clearly beforehand using his bioelectric and magnetic field sensing abilities.

Dongyang calmly and quietly went down the stairs.

In the living room, a woman was sitting on the sofa.

She looked to be in her early thirties, wearing loose loungewear, and her belly was slightly protruding—she was pregnant.

Although she is seven months pregnant, she is not very noticeable and even has a great figure.

She's the kind of person you can't forget after just one glance.

Her face was exquisite, her skin was very white, almost like a corpse, yet it exuded an unusual beauty.

But there is a stitched scar on her forehead.

It extends from the hairline on both sides all the way to the center of the eyebrows.

The scar has healed, leaving only a faint pink mark.

It's like some kind of flesh-colored tattoo decoration.

Dong Yangping was already prepared for a sneak attack.

Just then, the woman seemed to sense something and inexplicably raised her head.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

In that instant, Dong Yangping saw her eyes.

There was an eerie tenderness in those eyes.

There is also a chill that penetrates to the bone.

Like an ancient well with no bottom.

"Who are you? A thief?" she asked calmly.

Dong Yangping did not answer. If a sneak attack failed, then he would have to kill him outright.

Nine iron beads flew out from the palm of his hand and hovered around him.

Blue electric light danced at my fingertips.

The woman's eyes finally changed.

It's not fear, it's vigilance.

"You're not a sorcerer," she said. "You have no magical power. But that energy... lightning!"

She stood up.

The movements were slow and steady.

Despite her large belly, it didn't affect her balance at all.

"Interesting." A slight smile played on her lips. "It's been a long time since I've met someone this interesting. This kind of power isn't something ordinary people can wield."

Dong Yangping stared at her.

"Kaori Horiguchi?"

"it's me."

"Or rather—" Dongyang Ping took a step forward, "should I call you Lu Suo?"

The woman's pupils suddenly contracted.

In that instant, the calmness on her face vanished.

Instead, there is a deeper, more chilling coldness.

"You know this name," she said, her voice even lower. "Who exactly are you?"

"The one who killed you."

Dong Yangping stopped talking nonsense.

Nine iron beads imbued with magical power were fired simultaneously.

They were enveloped in blue lightning, leaving nine afterimages in the air.

Swift as lightning.

At the same time, all the cells in the body surged, and the bioelectricity was raised to its limit, accumulating power to strive for a fatal blow.

But Kaori Itadori reacted even faster.

She raised her hand.

An invisible force emanated from her.

The nine iron beads stopped abruptly one meter away from her.

It's not about stopping.

It was "fixed". The force propelled by the Dongyang Ping magnetic field formed a standoff with another force.

They hovered in mid-air, struggling desperately, but unable to move forward an inch.

"Anti-gravity," the woman said softly. "Not bad, isn't it? This ability is especially convenient."

She waved her hand.

The nine iron balls flew in all directions as if struck by a giant hand, crashing into the walls and ceiling, leaving dents.

Dong Yangping was not surprised.

He knew this move wouldn't work easily.

But that was just a test.

The real attack is yet to come.

Having gathered his strength, Dongyang Ping suddenly took a step forward.

The floor beneath his feet shattered, and he was propelled toward her like a cannonball.

His right fist, crackling with dazzling blue lightning, slammed straight at his face.

He used all his strength in that punch; its success hinged on this move. If this move still couldn't kill her—

The air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek; the shockwave even overturned tables and chairs, furniture, and scraped off the plaster from the walls.

This was already the result of Dongyang Ping's utmost control; he concentrated on one point and aimed for a fatal blow.

The woman's expression finally changed.

She crossed her arms in front of her body, unleashing her full anti-gravity field.

Dong Yangping felt a tremendous resistance when his fist was half a meter away from her.

It's like getting stuck in an invisible clump of glue.

The speed decreased sharply.

But he didn't stop.

The lightning flashed again.

A stronger electric current surged into the fist, and the repulsive force of the magnetic field erupted simultaneously—

"break!"

"boom--!"

A hole was forcibly torn open in the antigravity field.

The fist went straight in, but it was no use. Another, even more terrifying force deflected the punch from another direction.

The woman suddenly turned to the side, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Dongyang Pingxin sank to the bottom.

The fist grazed her shoulder and slammed into the wall behind her.

The wall simply vanished.

There were no flying bricks or billowing dust; the walls, along with all the brick dust, were swept away by the terrifying force of the fist.

The woman used the momentum to step back and create distance.

Her clothes were torn at the shoulder, revealing the skin underneath.

On the skin, there was a large laceration, and the wound that should have been bleeding profusely was instead charred black—the result of being grazed by an electric current.

Failed!

"Interesting." She licked her lips, her eyes growing even more dangerous. "Really interesting."

Dong Yangping had no time to think, nor did he give her a chance to catch her breath.

He charged forward again.

This time, it's not just about fists.

Nine iron beads flew in from all directions, coordinating with his attack to block all her escape routes.

The woman's expression finally turned serious.

She formed a mudra with her hands.

"Spell Reversal - Gravity Field".

Dong Yangping suddenly felt his body sink.

Immense pressure surged from all directions, threatening to crush him to the ground.

This is gravity.

Ten times the normal gravity? Twenty times? Not only that, the gravity is still increasing!

The floor beneath Dongyang Ping's feet began to crack.

But he did not fall; the magnetic field reversed and activated.

Blue lightning flowed across his body, and an invisible shield formed around him from the magnetic field.

He defied gravity and walked forward step by step.

With each step, a piece of floorboards was shattered.

With each step, we get one point closer.

Shock finally appeared in the woman's eyes.

"You... what kind of monster are you?"

Dong Yangping did not answer; he had already walked up to her.

He threw out his right fist again.

This punch carried all his power, all his electricity, and all his magnetic field.

The gravitational field was torn apart by this punch.

A fist slammed into her chest.

"Bang--!"

The woman's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing through another wall in the living room and falling into the kitchen.

Dongyang Ping did not stop.

He chased after him.

In the kitchen, the woman struggled to her feet.

Her chest was caved in, and blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth.

But her eyes remained cold.

"You think you can kill me like this?"

She smiled.

That smile was extremely eerie.

"I have lived for over a thousand years. I have seen countless people who wanted to kill me."

She raised her hand.

"You think I only have one technique?"

The alarm bells rang loudly in Dongyang Ping's heart.

He sensed a completely different fluctuation of magical power.

It was an energy he had never seen before.

"goodbye."

The woman's body suddenly became transparent.

Dong Yangping threw a punch—

But the shot missed.

Her figure vanished like smoke.