The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

Dong Yangping punched empty air.

The feeling was like hitting a cloud of smoke with all your might—the force completely missed, and you staggered forward a step.

He steadied himself and looked back.

The living room was empty, with only broken furniture and a mess on the floor.

She escaped, or rather, she escaped.

"Hold!"

Dong Yangping cursed and turned to rush out of the house. There were still backup plans outside!

Outside, the battle had already begun.

Lu Suo had just emerged from the cloud of smoke and hadn't even had a chance to catch his breath when a dark shadow was already close behind him.

Even so.

His speed was so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage.

Tian Nimu drew a strange arc in the air, aiming straight for Lu Suo's back.

This strike was devoid of any fancy moves.

It's fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Because of Dongyang Ping's instructions, he did not hold back at all.

Lu Suo's pupils contracted sharply, and she used her hand to create an anti-gravity field—

Useless.

Tian Nimu pierced through that invisible barrier as easily as through a thin sheet of paper.

"What?!"

Her astonishment lasted only a moment.

Then, before he could react, the tip of the knife had already pierced her back.

"puff--"

Tian Nimu stabbed into the back and exited through the front of the chest.

Blood beads clung to the tip of the knife.

Even so, it didn't stop.

He twisted his wrist, the blade swirling inside his body, and then pulled it out.

Sting again, churn again.

Draw again.

In less than half a second, five slashes were delivered in quick succession.

Each strike hit a vital point with precision, inflicting maximum damage.

When the fifth cut was pulled out, Lu Suo's chest was already rotten.

From the collarbone to the ribs, the entire chest cavity looked as if it had been torn apart by a wild beast, a bloody mess, with broken bones and a shattered heart visible inside.

His entire upper body was almost rotten in two.

"This body..."

Lu Suo looked down at his chest, and for the first time, emotion appeared in his voice.

It was anger, it was fear, it was extreme anger mixed with fear!

"This body—is the perfect vessel I've been searching for for thousands of years!!"

She raised her head, her eyes burning with unprecedented rage.

"You actually—!"

Before the words were even finished, a terrifying sense of oppression descended from the sky.

The attack by the Ninety-Nine Yggdrasil has arrived.

Behind her, a gigantic shikigami emerged from the void.

Like a swimming dragon, it is pitch black and has a ferocious appearance.

But what's most frightening about them isn't their size.

It's not so much the "texture" of them, but the quality they possess.

It was as if an entire mountain had been compressed into that body.

Imaginary quality – maximized.

"go."

Ninety-nine Yuki softly uttered a single word.

She and the shikigami swooped down simultaneously, carrying a mass almost comparable to a small black hole.

Before they even landed, the ground began to collapse.

It wasn't trampled down.

It was crushed by that terrifying gravitational force.

The soil, gravel, and vegetation within a ten-meter radius all converged towards the center, as if being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Shen Er's expression changed.

That gravitational force also acted on him, pulling his body towards the direction of the shikigami.

He instinctively leaped backward.

With this leap, he took away the Heavenly Rebellion Entangled from Lu Suo's body.

The moment Tian Nimu left her body, Lu Suo felt the power that had been suppressing her curse disappear.

A hint of madness flashed in her eyes.

"Reverse Spell - Maximum Output!"

A powerful surge of magical energy erupted from her body.

Those rotting chests healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Flesh and blood are reborn.

Bone reattachment.

Skin coverage.

In the blink of an eye, the damaged body was restored to its original state.

Even the damage to her clothes revealed large areas of her snow-white skin and her ample bosom.

But none of the three people present were interested in watching.

Because the magical power emanating from Lu Suo was terrifying.

That's no longer a matter of "quantity".

That was a qualitative change.

The beam of magical light shot into the sky, piercing through the clouds and illuminating the entire Tokyo night sky.

Countless people looked up at the strange pillar of light, puzzled.

But to those in the world of sorcery, it was a signal.

A signal that could chill everyone to the bone.

"This cursed power..."

Tsukumo Yuki's expression changed.

She is a top-tier sorcerer and has seen countless powerful individuals.

But I have never felt this kind of oppression before.

That's not a difference in quantity, that's a difference in quality.

This is no longer human, but a god!

Lu Suo stood in the center of the ruins, raised his head, and looked at the three people in front of him.

The previous wariness and anger were gone from her face.

There was only one kind of calm, a calm that made one's heart pound.

"Do you know," she began, her voice soft, "that this body is the perfect vessel I've searched for over a thousand years to find."

"Her body was naturally strong and resilient, perfectly compatible with my brain, and she possessed perfect surgical techniques. Most importantly, she left no trace of her soul."

"Within this body, I can unleash 120% of my strength."

She raised her hand and looked at her palm.

"Originally, I didn't want to waste too much magical power here. After all, I have more important things to do."

She looked up and glanced at the three of them.

"But now—"

She smiled, a smile of utmost gentleness.

It was also extremely terrifying.

"I've changed my mind."

The moment she finished speaking, she vanished.

The next second, she appeared in front of Tsukumo Yuki.

His right hand formed a claw, and blood gushed from his fingertips like a blade, piercing straight into her heart.

Ninety-nine's pupils contracted, and he narrowly dodged to the side.

But the blood-red blade still sliced ​​off a piece of flesh the instant it grazed her shoulder.

"So fast! I almost died!"

Ninety-nine Yuki gasped.

At that speed, if she hadn't frequently sparred with someone as fast as Dong Yangping, she would be dead by now.

Lu Suo did not pursue.

She stood there, looking at the blood and flesh on her fingertips, and gently licked them.

"The flesh and blood of a top-tier sorcerer... tastes quite good."

"A top-tier one? Are you the only one left now? This era is too outdated."

Tsukumo Yuki's face darkened.

She stepped back a few steps, forming a triangle with Shen Er and Dong Yangping.

The three exchanged a glance, and each saw seriousness in the other's eyes.

This opponent was completely different from what they had anticipated.

"Be careful," Dong Yangping said. "She's getting serious."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the rope moved again.

This time, she didn't attack one by one.

She clasped her hands together.

"Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique: Hundred Blades"

Countless streams of blood erupted from her clasped hands, congealing into countless blood-red blades.

Like soaring blood snakes, their momentum was immense. The blood-red lines, like giant snakes twisting and extending infinitely, attacked from all directions with blood-red blades.

"go."

Hundreds of blood-red blades shot out simultaneously, covering all the space where the three could dodge.

As Dong Yangping witnessed this terrifying scene, his mind raced—the Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique combined with the Reversal Spell for healing—unlimited blood regeneration—a massive amount of magical power…

My life is over!

While Dongyang Ping was still deep in thought, Shen Er drew his sword and attacked, completely interrupting Dongyang Ping's thoughts of retreat.

He even swung his knife to parry.

When Tian Nimou slashed at the blood-stained blade, the blade shattered instantly.

But there are too many.

One is broken, but there are ten left.

He blocked ten shots, and there are still a hundred left.

He could only rely on his speed to dodge.

On Tsukumo Yuki's side, a shikigami stood in front of her, using its body to withstand the blood blade.

The imaginary mass on the shikigami made it indestructible; the blood-stained blade shattered upon striking it.

But with each impact, the shikigami's body would become one shade lighter.

That's the power of the spell being consumed.

Dongyangping is the most direct location.

He didn't dodge or block; he charged straight at them.

The blood-stained blade pierced his body, tearing through his clothes and skin, but it couldn't penetrate his muscle.

Just as I thought! That's good, there's still a chance to fight!

Dongyang Ping conducted an experiment on his body, enduring all the attacks, and as he expected...

"this one?"

He rushed to Lu Suomian and threw a punch.

This punch carried twelve percent of its power and twelve percent of its bioelectricity.

The air exploded, and lightning flashed everywhere.

Lu Suo did not take the hit head-on.

She twisted her body, avoiding the punch at an unusual angle.

At the same time, she pressed her hands forward again.

"Gravity Field • Maximum Output"

Dong Yangping suddenly felt his body sink.

This time, the gravity was more than a hundred times stronger than before.

The ground beneath his feet collapsed, forcing him to kneel on one knee.

"It's not over yet."

The sound of a clattering bell came from above.

"Anti-gravity • Zero".

Dong Yangping felt a lightness in his body again.

It wasn't lightness, it was weightlessness; his whole body floated up, uncontrollably rising upwards.

The two forces worked alternately, causing his body to tumble in the air, completely out of his control.

"Hold--"

Dong Yangping cursed and forcibly activated the magnetic field.

A burst of blue light erupted, and he steadied himself in mid-air.

But this momentary lapse in concentration gave Lu Suo an opportunity.

She appeared before him, her right hand forming a knife, aimed straight at his heart.

She used all her strength in that attack.

She was confident that this strike could penetrate any flesh.

But just as the blade was about to touch Dongyang Ping's chest—

A dark shadow flashed by.

"clang!"

Tian Ni Mou blocked the attack by standing horizontally in front of Dong Yangping's chest.

What!

He was incredibly fast, arriving at the last minute.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Suo's eyes.

"Your speed... is interesting."

She took a few steps back, creating some distance.

Shen Er didn't chase after her; he stood in front of Dong Yangping, coldly watching her.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Dong Yangping landed and took a deep breath. "This woman is too damn difficult to deal with."

Tsukumo Yuki also came closer.

All three of them were breathing somewhat erratically.

They've only been exchanging blows for a few seconds, and they've already been forced into this situation.

Meanwhile, the other party remained completely at ease.

"I feel like she hasn't used her full strength yet," Yuki Tsukumo said in a low voice.

Dong Yangping nodded. He knew it wouldn't be that simple, but he hadn't expected it to develop to this extent.

Lu Suo looked at them, his smile growing wider.

"Great, really great."

She looked as if she were admiring some kind of work of art.

"A perfect body without any magical power, even more perfect than Ren's. If I had met you from the beginning, I probably would have tried to unite with you, and perhaps we could have given birth to a perfect vessel!"

Dong Yangping knew exactly what Lu Suo was talking about, and instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

"A cursed object, bound by heaven and earth, and a troublesome cursed artifact—such a cursed artifact shouldn't even exist!"

"This is the first time I've encountered such a combination in my thousand-year lifespan."

She paused.

"so--"

Yuki Tsukumo interrupted Ryosaku with dissatisfaction: "Wait! What about me? I'm a Special Class, don't I have any prestige?"

Dong Yangping: "ε-(≖д≖﹆)"

Shen Er: "→_→"

Lu Suo completely ignored her, raised his hand, and spread his five fingers.

"Let's see how long you can hold out."

The moment she finished speaking, countless dark figures appeared behind her.

Those were one cursed spirit after another.

One level.

Secondary.

Level 3.

Densely packed, covering the sky and the earth.

Dong Yangping's pupils contracted. No one had told him that Lu Suo at this stage could actually summon cursed spirits!

No! Those cursed spirits weren't summoned.

It was something she "nurtured" on her body.

She concealed the cursed spirit within her own cursed power, ready to release it at any time.

"This is fucking..."

Even Shen Er's expression changed.

There are too many to count.

At least hundreds.

Moreover, three of them possessed an aura that was terrifying to the extreme—they were close to being of the highest rank.

"Be careful!"

Before Jiujiu Yuji could finish speaking, the cursed spirits had already pounced on him.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

Shen Er's speed was extremely fast.

He weaved through the horde of cursed spirits, and with each swing of Tian Ni Mou, a cursed spirit was slain.

But he is fast and has more cursed spirits.

Ten were killed, but twenty more charged at them.

Twenty were killed, and fifty remain.

His breathing began to become heavy.

On Tsukumo Yuki's side, the shikigami has already joined the battle, and at the same time, she herself is also going all out.

The shikigami's massive body rampaged through the horde of cursed spirits, crushing more than a dozen low-level cursed spirits with each impact.

But the three super-level cursed spirits entangled them.

One of them was a giant spider with eight legs like eight spears, each strike leaving deep wounds on the shikigami.

Tsukumo Yuki can only continuously replenish her curse power to maintain the shikigami's form.

Sweat began to bead on her forehead.

Dongyang Ping was the craziest one.

His fists are his strongest weapon, especially now that he's attacking with all his might, and he's also carrying a pair of cursed fist knuckles.

Bloodthirsty Fangs - Level 2 Cursed Tool.

With the blessing of terrifying power, almost all cursed spirits die upon contact.

He shattered a level-two cursed spirit with a single punch.

One punch shattered a level one cursed spirit.

His body was covered in the remnants of the cursed spirit, and blue lightning crackled in his blood, making him look like a demon crawling out of hell.

But Dong Yangping's target was never these small fry.

His gaze remained fixed on the woman.

Lu Suo.

She stood behind the group of cursed spirits, arms crossed, as if watching a show.

Occasionally, a few cursed spirits would slip through her grasp and rush towards her, but she would simply raise her hand and use the force of gravity to deflect them away.

She didn't make another move from beginning to end.

She was waiting, waiting for a familiar figure to arrive, or perhaps she was watching a show.

Aside from being caught off guard by Tian Ni Mou, Lu Suo never took anyone seriously from beginning to end.

Another reason is that she exerted too much force just now, and the fetus in her belly became restless, so she is feeling very uncomfortable now.

Dong Yangping was unaware of her thoughts, and even if he had, there was nothing he could do.

There are too many cursed spirits, too many to kill.

He can only kill; killing one means killing one.

Just as he was about to continue his charge, a terrifying aura descended from the sky.

He instinctively leaped backward.

A figure crashed heavily onto the spot where he had just been standing.

The ground exploded, and debris flew everywhere.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Dong Yangping recognized the person's face.

Pink hair.

Tall stature.

A blank, expressionless face.

Polygonum cuspidatum!

Dong Yangping's heart sank to the bottom. How could Hu Zhangren be here?

What's with this terrifying aura?

Wasn't he sent away?

He looked into the distance—the car that was supposed to take him to Osaka was parked on the side of the road with its doors wide open.

The driver lay in a pool of blood.

His body was covered in blood.

It wasn't his own blood.

It belongs to the driver.

He turned his head and looked at Dong Yangping, his eyes devoid of any light.

It was as empty as two stagnant pools of water.

But those eyes were fixed intently on Dong Yangping.

Like someone eyeing their prey.

"Benevolence……"

The sound of a rustling bell came from behind, tinged with laughter.

"You've come at the perfect time."

Hu Zhangren stood there like a statue, but gently turned his head and revealed a kind smile.

Dongyangping could sense the power contained within Huzhangren's body.

That force terrified him.

Even Shen Er felt it.

He killed a cursed spirit, turned his head to look this way, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"That is..."

"Pinus tigrinus," Dong Yangping said, "her man."

"How could he...?"

"It's highly likely that it was manipulated."

Dong Yangping took a deep breath and clenched his fist.

"I'll deal with him."

Shen Er frowned: "Are you sure?"

"Confirmed," Dong Yangping said. "You continue killing the smaller fry. This woman, leave her to me and him."

Shen Er glanced at him but didn't say anything.

He turned and continued slaughtering the cursed spirits.

Dongyangping looked at Huzhangren in front of him.

Those empty eyes were also looking at him.

Without a word, after Lu Suo nodded, a surge of magical power suddenly erupted from Hu Zhangren's body, elevating him to an unbelievable height once again.

Moved!

The speed of the scalp was astonishing.

While it wasn't quite as fast as Shen'er, disappearing almost instantly, it wasn't far off.

He covered the twenty-meter distance in an instant.

His right fist slammed straight at Dong Yangping's face.

This punch had no technique whatsoever.

It's pure power, pure speed.

They don't even have the same bioelectricity as Dongyang Ping.

Dong Yangping didn't dodge; he threw a punch in return.

The two fists collided.

"Bang--!"

The air exploded, and the shockwave spread in all directions.

The cursed spirits within a 20-meter radius were directly torn apart by this shockwave.

Dongyang Ping took a step back, while Hu Zhangren took two steps back.

Dong Yangping's expression changed.

He used 70% of his strength in that punch, and his opponent only took two steps back.

How is that possible?

Hu Zhangren did not give him time to think.

The second punch has arrived.

Dong Yangping had no choice but to go forward again.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two exchanged a furious barrage of fire.

Every punch was a pure physical collision.

Each punch unleashed a terrifying shockwave.

It's a completely reckless fighting style.

The surrounding buildings began to collapse, and the ground began to crack.

The cursed spirits scattered in terror and fled.

Dongyang Ping grew increasingly alarmed as the battle raged on.

What exactly is this man?

His physical strength is in no way inferior to Shen Er's.

In fact, it is even stronger in some aspects.

That strength, that endurance, that resilience—

It's practically the perfect weapon, born for battle.

"you……"

Dong Yangping punched him away, panting heavily.

"Who the hell are you?"

Nobody told him that Hisahito Itadori's father, Jin Itadori, was so awesome!

Hu Zhangren did not answer; he simply charged forward again.

Those empty eyes remained completely still.

Dong Yangping could only keep fighting, but his heart sank deeper and deeper.

Because he realized that he couldn't win this person over in a short period of time.

Meanwhile, Shen'er and Jiujiu Yuki were still being besieged by those cursed spirits.

Lu Suo stood at a distance, arms crossed, as if watching a good show.

The assassination attempt had completely spiraled out of control, veering off in an unpredictable direction.

In the distance, several figures were rapidly approaching in the Tokyo sky.

That person is highly skilled in sorcery.

Further afield, even more people were on their way.

Yu Sanjia.

High-ranking members of the sorcery world.

Everyone who sensed that terrifying cursed power was converging on this place.

This battle can no longer be hidden.

Dong Yangping punched Hu Zhangren away and looked up at the increasingly bright sky.

Dong Yangping suddenly felt a pang of regret, but he knew it was too late to regret it.

He also knew that after tonight, everything would be different.

But he had no choice.

We can only keep fighting, until we die.

Or—fight until you win.