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

A deep, resounding rumble echoed from the depths of the earth.

"Again?" Xia Jie couldn't hold back any longer.

Using the physical body of the Black-Eyed Heavenly Origin as a sacrifice, and the remnants of the Pure Realm and the Brahma Realm on Earth as sustenance, the Mandala Dharma Realm rose and unfolded from the sinkhole.

Sakurajima, Sendai, Iwate... the remaining eight barriers of the Death Return Path shattered simultaneously.

Originally part of the Sendai Barrier, neither Otsuko nor Ishiryu Ryu felt any joy at the disappearance of the barrier. Whether for their high school friends or for the super feast, they rushed to Tokyo with all their might.

Inside a hospital, Wan Chang, sensing the aura of Su Nuo's curse, sprouted insect wings and flew into the sky.

On the open ground, Ten and Tyrant Maki gently put down the glass and Rin Amai that they were carrying, and then their figures disappeared from the spot.

In the new Dharma Realm, Xia Jie did not hesitate to pierce her own head with the Blood Blade, using the powerful self-healing ability of the Cursed Spirit to restore the Melting Spell.

"Stop hindering me, Xia Jie." Tian Yuan's voice echoed in the newly formed Dharma Realm. Tian Yuan, who once again used the Dharma Realm to stop the process of self-dilution, still ruled the battlefield of Hongxing Palace, which had been turned into a crater.

A tall, white figure leaped out of the sinkhole and landed with a thud on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He has a Dharma wheel on his head, wings growing from his eyes, a giant sword in his hands, and skin and bones that are white.

That figure, without a doubt!

"It's Mo Xu Luo!" Xia Jie shouted, feeling a sense of foreboding. Mo Xu Luo's appearance meant that Fu Hei Hui had also been assimilated.

The next instant, a white shadow appeared. Xia Jie condensed her blood armor for defense, but then half of her body was sliced ​​open by the black demon-slaying sword.

"This power is strange, is it using binding?" Xia Jie pondered, half of her body neutralized by the positive energy emanating from the Demon-Slaying Sword. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Gojou Satoru and Sukuna, who were isolated outside by the tent set up by Tengen and were engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the Ten Shadow Chimera Beast Jawstalk because the spell's meltdown had not yet been repaired. Then, she smiled brightly as the Demon-Slaying Sword slashed down again.

"Thanks to you, I now know what positive energy feels like—Domain Expansion: Crimson Lotus Sword Prison!"

Endless crimson lotuses bloomed enchantingly in every inch of space, instantly slicing the enhanced Demon Void Demon into a blood mist. The blood mist was then absorbed by the crimson lotuses as well, giving the Demon Void Demon no chance to heal itself.

Knowing that she couldn't give her opponent time to adapt, Xia Jie had no intention of showing off her new moves and directly used her ultimate to send the 0-turn Demon Void Luo to his doom in one fell swoop.

Click... Click...

The moment Mo Xuluo died, the tent that divided the battlefield crumbled like shattered glass, turning into tiny fragments of magical power that dissipated in the wind.

"Spell Reversal - Heh."

As the tent disappeared, a blinding crimson light suddenly surged from Gojo Satoru's fingertips, and a crimson sphere of light, carrying a destructive repulsive force, crashed out.

The once vigorous "Jawstalker," which had been beaten by the two men, was completely crushed into dust in the crimson light before it could even let out a roar.

"Just how many tricks does this immortal mage have?" Su Nuo shook his hands, which were stained with beast blood, his expression not very pleasant.

Xia Jie didn't reply. He sensed the unfolding Dharma Realm, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

He compressed the Domain of Crimson Lotus Sword Prison into the tip of his right fist and swung it out at lightning speed. The crimson domain power intertwined with the black lightning of the black flash, and even the space itself groaned under the weight of this power.

"Black Flash - Spacequake!"

The fist slammed solidly into the supposedly invisible Dharma realm, and dark cracks spread wildly along the point of contact. However, the expected scene of the Dharma realm collapsing did not appear.

The cracks stopped spreading dozens of meters away, and then healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to their original state in an instant without even the slightest tremor.

Xia Jie's brows furrowed sharply as she pressed her fist against the invisible Dharma realm, several thoughts racing through her mind.

Something's not right. This thing is completely different from the Pure Realm. The Pure Realm is built upon space, and breaking space can overturn its foundation; but this Dharma Realm doesn't rely on space at all. It is "rules" in itself, a "law" forcibly established in reality by Tianyuan.

So, after getting beaten up, Old Deng secretly upgraded his game version?

Meanwhile, in a certain underground cave that once served as the foundation of a pure realm.

Between the damp rock walls, Fushiguro Megumi, controlled by Tengen, sat quietly in meditation.

Tianyuan's consciousness, like a snake, silently probed into the shadow space deep within Fuhei's soul, where rows of toads and black wolves crouched and guarded the central empty space.

That place should have been Mo Xuluo's location, but since Mo Xuluo, the core of the Ten Shadows, was killed and had not yet recovered, the position was left vacant, giving Tianyuan the opportunity to usurp everything.

Instead of using the assimilation and plunder technique to subdue the black, Tianyuan took advantage of the moment to invade, altering the underlying logic of the subjugation ritual, just as he had done when he invaded the Sun Chariot domain.

Originally, the subjugation rules only applied to the sorcerer himself, but under Tengen's alteration, they were expanded infinitely, transforming from Fukuro Megumi into "all sentient beings within the Dharma Realm who possess self-awareness".

Sorcerers, spirits, ordinary people, and even animals are all participants in the subjugation ritual.

Then there's the further confusion surrounding the concepts of Tianyuan and Moxuluo.

The moment the alteration was completed, Fukuro Megumi, who was sitting cross-legged, began to bleed from her seven orifices, while Tengen's soul was suddenly injected into the void in the core of the technique, achieving a perfect physical transformation and birth.

The next moment, a tall white figure slowly rose from Fushiguro Megumi's shadow.

Eight-handed sword, strange ring god general, words of Furu... What should have been a shikigami's body contained the soul and will of Tengen 90%.

Thus, the Tianyuan brand Demon Void Luo was born.

Instead of immediately returning to the battlefield, it slowly walked towards the deepest part of the cave, the Pure Pool.

In the center of the Pure Pool sat a withered humanoid corpse, its body incorruptible, surrounded by an ancient and malevolent aura of curse. It was the incarnation of Ryomen Sukuna, the Buddha who had been transformed from the physical body of Sukuna after his death.

Mo Xuluo opened his mouth and swallowed the incarnate Buddha into his body. Su Nuo's spell and finger-level incantation power were thus plundered by Tianyuan.

Its bone-white body slowly crept with ominous cursed patterns, and the demon-slaying sword blade glowed with a chilling dark red. Then it raised its hand to form a hand seal and used a barrier spell to teleport itself to the battlefield.

On the ground, Xia Jie was still figuring out how to dismantle the "law" barrier when a figure carrying a strong wind rushed over from a distance, landing heavily and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Zenyuan Maki.

Her uniform was torn in many places, and her exposed skin was covered with burns of varying depths, but her hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock. Her cold gaze swept across the battlefield and finally landed on Gojo Satoru.

"Gojo-sensei, what's going on now..." Before she could finish speaking, Maki's expression suddenly changed.

Gojo Satoru's azure pupils suddenly contracted as he looked up towards the sinkhole.

boom--!

Without warning, a section of the ground collapsed, and a bone-white figure swooped down from mid-air, standing among the crowd. It was none other than Tianyuan Demon Xuluo, who had merged with Su Nuo's power.

Then his figure disappeared, so fast that everyone present only caught a fleeting afterimage.

Maki almost instinctively parried with her sword, but just as the blade was raised halfway, a tremendous force slammed into her chest and abdomen.

"Those who are difficult to convert should leave the stage first."

A cold voice rang out. Maki didn't even see the opponent's punch before she was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into several broken walls and being sent several kilometers away, unable to get up again.

"court death!"

Su Nuo's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he simultaneously formed hand seals with all four arms. Countless invisible slashes wove into an impenetrable net, covering the entire area and enveloping Mo Xu Luo.

He could clearly feel that his power was hidden within this body. This displeasure at having his power stolen was even greater than Xia Jie's provocation... well, Xia Jie was still superior.

But Mo Xuluo neither dodged nor avoided, his right fist clenched tightly, and black lightning exploded at the tip of his fist.

Black flash.

boom!!!

The fist slammed into the net of slashes, and the seemingly indestructible defense was forcibly broken through by this punch. The force of the punch did not diminish, and it slammed into Su Nuo's chest with immense power.

puff! ! !

A large hole was punched through Su Nuo's chest, his four arms suddenly stiffened, and his body fell backward uncontrollably. This punch struck both his body and his soul.

The exorcism was performed, but the patient could not rise again.

"Whoa..."

Xia Jie gasped in shock. What did it mean that Mo Xu Luo had instantly defeated Master Nuo? The Tianyuan manual version of Mo Xu Luo was incredibly powerful.

"Identified as industrial saccharin."

Before Xia Jie could finish speaking, Mo Xuluo's gaze had already fallen on him.

Without any further words, Mo Xuluo appeared in front of Xia Jie in a flash, and slashed down with his Demon-Slaying Sword.

"The Ultimate Battle: Blood River!"

Xia Jie clapped her hands together.

Cursed blood gushed out of his body like a burst dam, condensing into dozens of blood-red protective shields in front of him.

Each protective shield is as sturdy as steel.

Thump! Thump! Thump! !

A series of dull thuds echoed as Mo Xuluo's fists slammed into the blood shield like a storm. The first layer of the blood shield shattered instantly, followed by the second, the third... Blood fragments scattered everywhere, and the torrent of blood was forced back by the force of the punches. The ground beneath Xia Jie's feet cracked continuously, and her entire body was pressed down by the force of the punches.

He gritted his teeth, cursing blood gushing out as if it were free, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light.

strong enough.

More exciting than Sukuna, more exciting than the Purification Realm, it's simply the perfect dessert!

High above, Gojo Satoru watched as Xia Jie was relentlessly attacked below, refusing to stand idly by. He clasped his hands together in front of him, and spheres of azure and crimson light converged in his palms, merging into a dangerous purple sphere. His incantation carried on the wind, exuding an air of inexplicable, yet undeniably powerful, coolness:

"Nine principles, polarized light, black and declaration, between inside and outside."

"Imaginary form—Zi!"

The purple orb of light, carrying the power to annihilate everything, hurtled towards Mo Xuluo. Wherever it passed, space trembled and distorted, its speed unbelievable.

But just before the ball of light was about to hit, Mo Xuluo's figure suddenly blurred.

It sidestepped with an agility completely disproportionate to its size, the arrow grazing its shoulder before crashing into the ground, creating a bottomless crater and sending dust billowing into the sky.

When the smoke cleared, Mo Xuluo stood unharmed atop the sharp, cursed blood sword, his winged face revealing no expression.

It slowly raised its head, looking at Gojo Satoru high in the sky, and its indifferent voice rang out again:

"Next, I will guide you to enlightenment."