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

The smiles on their faces lingered in space for a few seconds before they stopped simultaneously. Then, Xia Jie and Tian Yuan spoke in unison.

"I'll kill you!" ×2

Xia Jie, instantly switching to a battle stance, collided with the increasingly towering Mo Xu Luo. The crimson fist covered in ferocious blood armor met the watermelon-sized white giant fist, and then both were forced back.

Xia Jie forced the retreating back with the Blood Armor, and Mo Xu Luo sprayed Zi Chen to stabilize his body, and then collided with him again in the next instant.

The lightning-fast exchanges lasted hundreds of times in an instant. The two figures spun and flipped, then met each other again, like butterflies dancing or like a silent waltz.

Just as Tianyuan knew that Xia Jie's long speech after returning from the dead was to buy time so that he could re-establish the binding and allow the output of the curse power to return to 31 fingers.

Xia Jie also knew that his low-intensity battle with Mo Xuluo was Tian Yuan's way of stalling for time, perhaps to build up his strength and unleash some underhanded tricks in order to take advantage of the abilities he gained from his ninth adaptation.

But it doesn't matter, Xia Jie loves watching this!

In Tianyuan's eyes at this moment,

Having returned from the brink of death, Xia Jie no longer possessed the cold and ominous aura of a cursed spirit. Instead, she radiated a warm and holy aura like an angel.

Even the crimson curse power, once filled with anger and murderous intent, has now lost its bloodthirsty flavor and become gentle and inclusive.

"You've reversed your true nature? Is this really something a cursed spirit can do?" Tianyuan's voice entered Xia Jie's soul through the cursed power connection.

"The Cursed Spirit can't do it, but if I were the Cursed Spirit, I could," Xia Jie replied with a smile.

Because of the excessively large amount of curse power, Xia Jie's level of perfection did not support him in performing the equally inhumanly difficult full-body curse power reversal while maintaining the extremely mentally taxing blood core fission.

If even the slightest mistake occurs during the process, he will immediately face two ways to die: either being burned to ashes by the out-of-control fission reaction, or being neutralized by the negative energy that could not be reversed.

Therefore, Xia Jie was slow to become a positive curse spirit composed entirely of positive energy.

Fortunately, Mo Xuluo helped him take a desperate gamble, allowing his body to be completely annihilated. After his soul returned to the mortal world, he was able to reverse all his curse power the instant his initial curse spirit body, which possessed only eight fingers of curse power, was formed. This was achieved even without restraints, at a level comparable to the Six-Eyed Realm.

Then it becomes a spirit that surpasses all other spirits.

In theory, even if Xia Jie becomes a positive curse spirit, it cannot last long, because the curse power produced by his soul is still negative curse power born from negative emotions, which is equivalent to constantly neutralizing himself.

Even if you completely isolate yourself from negative emotions, the positive power of your spell will still diminish little by little.

However, the controllable blood core fission of "Integration Technique: Blood Destruction" can be carried out using positive curse power. Xia Jie can completely reverse this flashlight to counteract the negative curse power she produces, while the curse power increases with each use.

In other words, the Blood Curse Technique doesn't have the concept of spell reversal at its underlying principle. Otherwise, Xia Jie felt that he could definitely pull off some amazing moves like the Void Style: Zi, just like Gojo Satoru.

On the space battlefield, Tianyuan was speechless upon hearing Xia Jie's answer, but in order to complete more adaptation and deliberately delay the process, it was happy to continue talking to Xia Jie.

Even if you've gone to this extent, even if you've shed your negative aspects, you still can't accept my ideals?

"That kind of thing doesn't matter. You've given yourself so much time, you should have prepared your trump cards to deal with me by now, right?" Xia Jie rubbed her hands excitedly.

"I still can't understand people's hearts."

"What's there to complain about? Do you think people can understand you? Words are useless. Let's fight! The victor will decide everything!"

"Ugh."

As Tianyuan's sigh subsided, Moxuluo's figure vanished abruptly, leaving behind only a large amount of harmless neutron dust that had lost its imaginary mass due to the disconnection of its spell power supply.

Xia Jie turned her head following the fluctuations of the curse power and looked at Mo Xu Luo, who was leaning against the earth with his hands clasped together as if fighting for the earth, and felt a deadly sense of threat rapidly emerging from his palms.

Xia Jie smiled and raised her hand. The magical power of 21 fingers gathered again, and the Hei Shan rotated and compressed, condensing into a scarlet ball of light at her fingertips.

"How about calling this move 'Super Invincible Blood Jade Rasengan - Style 1'?"

"..." Tianyuan responded with silence.

In the next instant, even shorter than the blink of an eye, the attack erupted.

The rapidly spinning crimson orb of light burst forth with black and red lightning the moment it left the hand. The Rasengan with 21 fingers, amplified 2.5 times by the black lightning, transformed into a power of 638 billion fingers.

The small, imaginary black hole created by the Wrath of the Reversal Star exuded an extremely powerful attraction. The moment it was born, it broke free from Tengen's control and swallowed Xia Jie and Rasengan into it.

In terms of numerical values, you, the black hole, still have a slight edge.

With the help of Gao Yu's technique, Tianyuan barely escaped the gravity and neutralized the black hole with all his might through the temporary empty barrier he constructed.

Having been killed once again, Xia Jie slowly emerged from the black hole, her gaze calm as she looked at Tian Yuan outside the barrier, who was struggling to neutralize the imaginary black hole. Her tone was filled with pure joy:

Did you know that a pure soul is unaffected by gravity?

Tian Yuan simply nodded calmly. Only after completely extinguishing the black hole, which had shrunk to the size of a snap of his fingers, did he transmit his voice to Xia Jie, who was beginning to reassemble her body due to the disappearance of the black hole:

"Let's give each other one last hug before it all ends, my nemesis."

Before Xia Jie could activate Blood Core Fission to recover her output, Mo Xu Luo tightly embraced her, his bony hands forming the Yama Heavenly Seal behind her back. Tian Yuan's voice echoed softly in Xia Jie's ear through the power of the incantation:

——"Domain Expansion: Demon-Slaying Chef"

To further prevent Xia Jie from escaping, Tianyuan changed from an open to a closed system, with a black shell enveloping Mo Xuluo and Xia Jie.

Beneath the shrine piled with bones, endless slashes pierced through Xia Jie's cursed spirit body, yet left no trace.

It's not that Xia Jie's body is indestructible; it's simply because in this current domain, every strike Tian Yuan unleashes is a soul-slaying strike.

Tianyuan does not believe in immortal souls. It imposes a restraint on its outer shell, using 99% physical defense to isolate the soul and prevent Xia Jie's soul from escaping into the soul passage again.

Within the dark red domain,

One second, two seconds, three seconds, ten seconds, the endless slashes finally broke through the soul passage's protection of the soul, tearing Xia Jie's soul apart bit by bit, and then, in that gap.

What is revealed is Xia Jie's colorless, formless, and intangible self-archetype, which is also the true spirit that is truly challenged by the space's protection.

The immortality of the soul as described by Xia Jie and the immortality of the soul as understood by Tian Yuan were never the same thing from the beginning.

The soul and the true self protect the existence of these two, but their efforts are completely different.

After a long while, the outer shell shattered, and Tianyuan remained silent as he looked at Xia Jie's soul, which had been restored to its original state under the influence of the soul channel.

Before Xia Jie could regain control of her "body", Mo Xuluo hugged her again.

At this moment, before Tianyuan,

Behind Xia Jie was an incredibly vast white wall of light. This wall was infinitely high above, infinitely deep below, infinitely far to the left, and infinitely far to the right. What was this wall?

--"sun".

Majestic as a god, immortal as a god, sublime as a god, ruthless as a god, yet not a god.

The source of light and heat, the beginning and end of life and creation. Its light is vast and boundless, its color eternal and without end, illuminating the entire world before the birth of humankind, bringing day and night and wind and rain, and etching its mark on mountains and rivers.

Perhaps even after humanity is destroyed, it will still illuminate the world high in the sky, proclaiming that everything is as it always was.

It appears in myths around the world, like the Great Old Ones in the Cthulhu Mythos, existing now and forever.

When it appears, the stars and moon all fade away.

Only after it left did the night begin.

Whether you believe in it or not, it is still there and will not diminish your light.

It hates it, but it's still there and won't take away your right to the light.

Neither born nor die, neither defiled nor pure,

Without thought or desire, without longing or desire, just like the eternal and unchanging Mahavairocana Buddha.

Using the coordinate movement effect of the closed field, Tianyuan traversed a distance of approximately 1.5 million kilometers and transferred Xia Jie to the corona.

Mo Xuluo held Xia Jie tightly as her eyes slightly moved, and behind him spewed out a massive cloud of neutron dust, charging headlong into the boundless light and heat with his bloodthirsty curse spirit.

It fell together with Xia Jie towards the core of the sun, plunging into an ocean of light at 1500 million degrees.

They are neither human nor angel.

They had no wax wings to melt; all they could offer to this sublime light was themselves.

"Xia Jie, this must be the last time. I will witness your death here."

"Hard to say..."