Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

At both ends of the corridor, the magical power of five first-level sorcerers erupted simultaneously.

A pale golden barrier condensed in the air, turning the entire corridor into a closed cage.

The walls, ceiling, and floor—every inch of the surface was covered with intricate patterns of magical energy, like a giant net that sealed off all escape routes.

The three sorcerers in front moved.

The middle-aged man at the head of the group wore frameless glasses and held a short cane in his left hand, the tip of which was condensing into a ball of bluish-white lightning.

His companions formed hand seals, and the ground instantly rose up, transforming into several sharp stone spikes that pierced towards Li Ren.

Behind them, the light from the bronze mirror was also intensifying rapidly. The pale golden beam swept across the corridor like a searchlight, and wherever it passed, a layer of solidified substance, like amber, appeared in the air.

"Watch out for that mirror!" Moth leaned against the wall, her voice weak but urgent. "If you get hit by that light, your body will be sealed!"

Li Ren remained silent.

He simply turned slightly to the side, letting a stone spike graz his shoulder, and then took a step forward.

The moment he took that step, his figure vanished from the spot.

The sorcerer holding the short staff's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively held the staff horizontally in front of his chest, attempting to block.

But he blocked from the wrong direction.

Instead of striking his face, Rito's fist went upwards, aiming directly at his wrist.

Click.

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed in the corridor.

The staff flew out of his hand, and the sorcerer's right wrist snapped backward at an abnormal angle. He let out a scream and instinctively staggered backward.

Li Ren did not pursue them.

The instant he landed, his toes barely touched the ground before his body turned in another direction.

The second sorcerer had just finished releasing his stone spikes and was forming a hand seal for a spell.

He saw Rito's figure appear in front of him, and subconsciously opened his mouth, as if to shout something.

But Rito's hand was already on his chest.

Withered and decaying technique – activated.

Gray magical energy seeped from Rito's palm, drilling into the sorcerer's body like a living thing.

His eyes widened suddenly, and a layer of texture like withered wood appeared on his skin, spreading from his chest to his limbs.

"you--"

Before he could finish speaking, his body began to disintegrate.

Like a weathered stone, it peels away layer by layer, turning into grayish-white powder that scatters in the air.

The third sorcerer turned deathly pale upon seeing this.

He leaped back several meters, simultaneously forming hand seals in front of him, and a thick earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking him and Li Ren.

"it's useless."

Li Ren's voice came from the other side of the earthen wall, as calm as if stating a fact.

Then, the hand went straight through the earthen wall.

The defensive fortifications, which were more than half a meter thick, were easily penetrated by the rational man's techniques, as if they were made of paper.

The hand reached through the earthen wall and grabbed the sorcerer's collar.

"No--!!"

The earthen wall collapsed in an instant, and Rito's figure emerged from the dust, holding the sorcerer in his right hand like a chick being grabbed by the neck.

His eyes remained completely expressionless.

With a flick of his wrist, the sorcerer's body slammed heavily against the wall at the end of the corridor, his head lolling to the side as he lost consciousness.

The three sorcerers on the front line were all wiped out in less than ten seconds.

At that moment, two pale golden beams of light finally shone from behind.

Li Ren didn't even turn around.

He merely swayed slightly, and the two beams of light that had been shooting at him crossed grazed his back and sides, leaving two solidified amber-colored areas on the wall.

The sorcerer manipulating the bronze mirror frowned, continuously adjusting the angle of the mirror, attempting to lock Rihito into the beam of light.

But Rito acted too quickly.

He would sometimes turn to the side, sometimes lower his head, and sometimes roll forward, each movement perfectly avoiding the range of the golden beam of light.

That bronze mirror was indeed powerful, but in the eyes of the rational people, it had a fatal weakness.

It requires the operator to continuously inject magical power and takes a certain amount of time to lock onto the target.

But reason will not give it that time.

After dodging five beams of light in succession, Rito suddenly lowered his body and then shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the two sorcerers behind him.

The sorcerer holding the mirror was terrified and quickly turned the mirror towards the person, trying to make a last-ditch effort.

But Rito's right hand was already outstretched, with his five fingers spread.

Then, it touched the edge of the mirror.

The art of decay—erosion.

The golden light on the mirror dimmed instantly, and cracks began to appear on the bronze frame.

Then it decayed and crumbled at a visible speed, finally turning into a pile of rusted fragments that slipped from the sorcerer's hand.

"My mirror!!" he screamed in despair.

The person in charge did not give him time to grieve.

A right fist swept across, striking him precisely in the temple. The sorcerer swayed, then collapsed limply to the ground.

"Damn it! Sending us here to our deaths is like sending these monsters to their doom!"

The last sorcerer looked terrified, cursed under his breath, and then turned and ran away.

Li Ren didn't pursue it; he had more important things to do right now.

The corridor fell silent.

After the last sorcerer escaped, the sealing barrier lost the support of its core and began to disintegrate on its own.

The golden patterns on the wall began to dissipate piece by piece, like a torn spider web.

Rito turned around and looked at the moth leaning against the wall.

The moth was staring at him with wide eyes, an expression on its face that Rito had never seen before.

Shock, disbelief, and a hint of... unfamiliar awe?

"Riri, you've gotten stronger!" Night Moth opened her mouth, her voice a little hoarse.

"Hmm," Rito said.

The moth remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he sighed, his expression complex.

"You're even more outrageous than that bastard Gojo."

The person in charge did not respond to this assessment.

He helped Moth up and walked towards the stairwell at the end of the corridor.

When they emerged from the underground prison and stood once again on the ground of Tokyo Jujutsu High School, the night was already deep.

Itajō and Takashi were waiting for them at the school gate. When they saw Rito helping Yagami out, Itajō's face lit up with a bright smile.

"Thank goodness! The principal is alright!"

Zhang Xiang didn't laugh, but his gaze swept over Li Ren and Ye Mo, and after confirming that neither of them was seriously injured, his tense expression relaxed slightly.

"What do we do next?" Itarō asked.

Rito remained silent for a moment, as if in thought, before slowly saying, "Gojo-sensei has been sealed away. The Cursed Spirits must be plotting something. And apart from Eto-senpai, we are severely lacking in high-end combat power."

He looked up, gazing into the distance. "Now we're going to find someone."

"Who?" Itachi asked.

"Kinji Shirato!"