Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

An invisible ripple flowed beneath her skin, and a suspicious blush slowly crept onto Rime's cheeks.

His eyes were downcast, his heart filled with extreme guilt and fear, mixed with a trace of pure happiness that bordered on madness.

—Ah, I'm sorry, Lord Sukuna.

I ultimately failed to find the perfect container for you.

Now you even want to use my lowly and insignificant body to defile your supreme and great soul, and I even have the audacity to want to merge with you and become a shrine for you to dwell in.

I deserve to die a thousand deaths.

Extreme shame and intense joy surged and mixed in her chest, transforming into the extremely contradictory expression on Li Mei's face at this moment.

In a state of utter confusion, Rimei raised his hand, took out one of the Su Nuo fingers he always carried, and swallowed it without hesitation.

The next second, dark runes emanated from the core of the cursed power in Rime's abdomen, instantly climbing up his neck and then rapidly spreading to his entire face, completing his control over his body.

Once the flesh is fused, the iconic tattoo of Ryomen Sukuna is clearly visible.

The moment the control of the body changed hands, Su Nuo, who occupied Rimei's body, slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with deep sorrow, extreme disgust, and an indescribable speechlessness.

Clearly, the lingering feelings of loyalty, shame, and fervent longing from the ancient young man Liang, which remained in his mind, made this strongest man of ancient times quite uncomfortable.

But Su Nuo did not pause at all. He raised his hand and took out the remaining two fingers from his body and swallowed them.

With a formidable enemy at hand, he must recover his strength as quickly as possible.

An ominous surge of curse power erupted wildly, and the long-dormant power and soul rapidly returned to Sukuna's body. Curse power far exceeding that of a top-tier curse spirit instantly burst forth, enveloping the entire Zen temple ruins. It stood in stark contrast to Gojo Satoru's equally astonishing curse power, and the two forces clashed.

After doing all this, Su Nuo raised his eyes, his scarlet eyes radiating a chilling killing intent as he stared straight up at the sky.

A man dressed in black stood suspended in the air above the sky.

Her pure white hair fluttered in the wind, and her clear, flowing eyes, as green as the sky, coldly looked down at Lu Suo and his companion amidst the ruins.

Those eyes, without a doubt!

Gojo Satoru's gaze never fell on Sukuna. Those six eyes, encompassing heaven and earth, were always fixed on the man who possessed Xia Youjie's body—

—Lu Suo.

Meanwhile, Sukuna, whose strength was only three fingers, was completely ignored by Gojo Satoru as if he were air.

High in the sky, Gojo Satoru's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"It seems my students are quite capable."

He spoke softly, his voice calm.

"As a teacher, I can't let them down..."

Gojo Satoru's gaze was fixed on that familiar yet disgusting figure, and he murmured softly, word by word.

"Jay, I've come to pick you up."

Faced with this desperate situation, Lu Suo, who had been sweating profusely, completely relaxed at this moment.

Looking up at the strongest being who had returned from the seal and reigned supreme in the sky, he was relaxed, even a gentle smile appeared on his face, and his tone was as calm as if he were meeting an old friend again.

"Wu, it's been a long time. Did you enjoy your trip?"

Meanwhile, Sukuna, who was completely ignored, surprisingly didn't say anything trash.

He unusually suppressed all his arrogance and ferocity, and without a word grabbed the book-shaped cursed spirit that was shot at him like a cannonball.

Then, using the momentum, he leaped forward, precisely dodging the Cang he casually unleashed, his figure transforming into a black shadow as he fled the battlefield.

He knew his own strength very well; he knew that he couldn't possibly defeat that self-proclaimed strongest white-haired brat with just four fingers.

High in the sky, Gojo Satoru's gaze remained fixed on Tosaku without wavering. He raised his hand and continued casting a series of techniques, relentlessly pursuing Sukuna as he spoke in a cold voice:

"Shouldn't you think carefully about what to say now? After all... this is your last chance to speak."

A vast amount of magical power erupted, and killing intent swept across the sky, sealing off all of Lu Suo's escape routes.

Lu Suo chuckled lightly, met his gaze calmly, and spoke in a cheerful and leisurely tone.

"Eh~ Eh~ Eh~, I can't let you keep attacking Sukuna."

While stretching his body and revealing Xia Youjie's gentle face, he manipulated a large number of miscellaneous cursed spirits to block the attack and cover Su Nuo's departure.

"Let's end this entangled, ill-fated relationship between us, Wu. Right here, let's draw the curtain on our lives."

"Don't imitate Jay's expressions, you imposter!"

In an instant, the last remaining fake smile on Gojo Satoru's face shattered completely, turning into a furious expression filled with anger and murderous intent.

The person before me, wearing the skin of the person he cherishes most, is doing the most despicable and vile things.

Such a hypocritical face is the most intolerable blasphemy that Gojo Satoru cannot tolerate in his life.

"Yeah?"

Lu Suo showed no fear and revealed all his cards.

As he focused his mind, countless magical spirits surged forth from his body.

Countless, uniquely shaped cursed spirits spread out across the sky, their sheer number instantly obscuring a small patch of the sky and plunging the entire ruins into darkness.

A dozen or so terrifying top-tier cursed spirits were mixed among countless mid- and low-tier cursed spirits, silently lying in wait, frantically accumulating their cursed power, clearly preparing to unleash a powerful attack.

After the Shibuya Incident unleashed millions of cursed spirits, turning Tokyo into a bizarre and chaotic realm, this is all the cursed spirits that Ryosaku has left.

All their true cards have been revealed.

The next instant, two voices rang out simultaneously:

"Domain Expansion—Boundless Void!"

"Domain Expansion—A Vast Expanse of Potential!"

The two domains collided with a deafening roar. Gojo Satoru's pitch-black barrier trembled violently under the gravitational pressure of Rōsō's open domain, and cracks slowly began to appear.

The closed barrier collided with one of only two masters of open domains in history, and its fragile outer shell became its greatest weakness.

Once the barrier breaks, how will Gojo Satoru, who will inevitably face the spell meltdown period, deal with the combined strangulation of the gravity field and the super-grade cursed spirits who have prepared their ultimate moves?

In other words, Lu Su won.

Will it win?

We will win!

But Lu Suo, who is in the field, doesn't think so.