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

As the battlefield between Xia Jie and Tian Yuan spreads from space to the sun, changes are also quietly taking place on the ground.

The one-tenth of Tianyuan consciousness within the Dharma Realm shares the same origin, soul, and memories with the Demon Void Luo Tianyuan in space.

In other words, this Tianyuan consciousness, which we can tentatively call Little Tianyuan, can not only call upon the techniques of all the assimilated individuals, but also receive all the intelligence from the space battlefield in real time.

Fortunately, it was not the main body of the soul after all, and after being hit by Xia Jie's "Evil Void Transformation Annihilation", it was extremely weak and could only maintain the low-power operation of a single spell at the same time.

Xiao Tianyuan instantly selected Gao Yu's technique, and without Xia Jie's interference, the invisible hand of fate once again enveloped the Tokyo battlefield.

On the ruins, Gojo Satoru was so relaxed he was almost asleep. He had unconsciously broken his extremely mentally taxing defense, and was so relaxed that the fake body created by Kotengen picked up Maki's lost Soul Release Blade and stabbed it through the head from behind, killing him instantly.

Sukuna, who was beside him, suddenly came to his senses under the intense shock of Gojo Satoru's death, and together with Rimei in his mind, he tried his best to resist the hypnosis of fate.

Inside the underground barrier, Xiao Tianyuan's pseudo-body stepped over the six-point dice and waved his hand to teleport the incarnate Buddha-like body of Huzhang to the Dharma Realm Array Base deeper underground.

A silent ripple of energy instantly spread throughout the entire Dharma realm, initiating the Mahasattva ritual. It had already expanded into the mandala Dharma realm encompassing all of Tokyo, where the souls of all humanity would be subtly purified.

"Xia Jie's information was correct. The tiger staff, which embodies the compassionate vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, can indeed serve as the core of the ritual due to its unique domain."

As he muttered to himself, a receipt materialized out of thin air in Tianyuan's palm and was handed to Reggie, who had been secretly resurrected and assimilated by him at some unknown time.

Then, Xiaotianyuan manipulated Reggie, whose eyes were empty, and with the blessing of the Gaoyu technique, made the fake invoice deceive the technique's judgment. He even sacrificed his own life as the price to recreate the eternally existing Prison Gate.

Based on the comical intuition granted by the High Feather Technique, this thing would come in very handy sooner or later.

Unfortunately, the resistance in the soul passage became increasingly strong, to the point that Xiaotianyuan was unable to continue resurrecting people; otherwise, it could have reproduced a few more wonderful little gadgets like nuclear bombs.

If Reggie's spells weren't unable to recreate life and soul, it would have long ago recreated Xia Jie's cursed spirit body for its own use.

On the space battlefield, within the Japanese nuclear sphere.

The temperature of fifteen million degrees Celsius surged relentlessly, the pressure of hundreds of billions of times the atmospheric pressure crashed down, and coupled with the radiation intensity capable of killing the Witrum people, there was no doubt...

This is an absolute death trap.

Xia Jie's "Cursed Spirit Body" was burned to nothingness the moment it was formed, and there was no time to activate the blood core fission. Naturally, she could not return to her peak state of 310,000 fingers per second.

Xia Jie could only drift slowly away from the sun in the form of a pure soul.

Click—!

Click—!

Click—!

Time passes silently.

The violent plasma flow obscured sight and hearing, and without Xia Jie's notice, Mo Xu Luo had already completed ten to twelve adaptations.

He knew perfectly well that the longer the situation dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

Time is always on Mo Xuluo's side, but Lao Jie is really out of ideas for the time being.

Click—!

Thirteenth adaptation completed.

The demonic Void, which had been hiding within the stream of light and had completely adapted to the solar environment, finally moved.

"Spirit Manipulation Technique - Target Convergence - Xia Jie." This is the result of Tian Yuan's ninth adaptation, which he had kept hidden, and it is also the beginning of a deadly trap.

An unprecedented power of control instantly seized Xia Jie's cursed spirit soul, fixing it firmly in place.

Xia Jie activated his causal resistance, struggling to break free from Tian Yuan's control. In just ten more seconds, he would regain his freedom.

However, Xia Jie himself was not optimistic about this, because he knew very well that Tianyuan would not give him a single second.

"I knew this trick wouldn't work on you, but it doesn't matter. It's enough to keep you under control for a few seconds."

I traded the complete loss of my ability to adapt for the forced adaptation I now possess to Xia Jie's death resistance.

Click, click, click, click!

The wheel of adaptation is spinning wildly.

In just one second, Mo Xuluo had adapted to Xia Jie's immortality.

As a price, a piece of the Wheel of Adaptation on Moxuluo's head was forever missing, and the Ten Shadows Technique itself was also incomplete as a result.

Then, Tianyuan's true trump card arrived:

"Slash - Spell Target Expansion - Fate".

"Fate Slash - Target Convergence - Xia Jie".

"I will never be able to use the Fate Slash and any other slashing techniques again in my life, and this slash will only be effective against Xia Jie, in exchange for this strike's absolute restraint over Xia Jie."

With its excellent credit history, Tianyuan successfully obtained the decisive loan it wanted.

The invisible strike broke through the resistance of cause and effect, silently hitting the drifting soul shadow and then disappearing into it.

Xia Jie's movements suddenly froze.

His soul was perfectly intact, yet it was no different from a dead object.

Because all his possibilities for the future were severed by this one strike.

"A predetermined death..."

A sudden realization dawned on Xia Jie's mind.

At this moment, he was like a mortal whose lifeline had been cut by the goddess of fate, with only inescapable death ahead.

Inducing resistance was unsuccessful.

Having realized that her death was a causal fact, Xia Jie left behind a peaceful final message:

"Very well, Xia's death is quite amusing. Xia departs."

Xia Jie behaved herself.

But did Xia Jie really behave herself?

Tianyuan watched as Xia Jie's lifeless soul was taken away through the soul passage. He remained silent for ten seconds, and when no one reappeared, the weight that had been hanging over his heart finally lifted.

Then it was lifted up by Xia Jie, who appeared in its mental image.

"Tengen, we meet again."

"Really?"

"Absolutely true, just as you said before I launched you into space—"

The battle has only just begun.

Xia Jie imitated Su Nuo's method of splitting the soul into cursed objects, and relied on causal resistance to forcibly split her own soul in two.

First, there was that one ten-thousandth fragment of the soul, carrying Xia Jie's true self. With the help of the connection left by the reconciliation ritual, it easily infiltrated the mental realm of Tianyuan's soul.

The remaining 9,999 ten-thousandths were used entirely to deceive those destined to die, giving fate an explanation that could be turned a blind eye.

The price was that Xia Jie temporarily lost the Blood Curse Manipulation Technique engraved in her soul and brain, and her curse power also dropped to the level of a fourth-level curse spirit.

A once-great master of the Blood Path was reduced to such a state that he could be exorcised by Fu Hei Hui with a single hand. Following Su Tuo, Xia Tuo was born.

Moreover, due to the excessive incompleteness of her soul, Xia Jie can only survive by residing in Tian Yuan's mental image; otherwise, she will completely dissipate within seconds, returning to the challenge space to claim her completion reward with the peak spell power of 310,000 fingers and the emptiness of not having fought to her heart's content.

The cicadas chirped in the space, and the boy returned to his place.

Then there was the newly revived cursed spirit soul of Xia Jie, which had been destined to die and be revived. Xia Jie did not intend to waste it, but instead made use of it as a sacrifice for her new technique.

When he shared his Black Flash experience with Su Nuo, he not only synchronized Su Nuo's soul-splitting techniques, but also absorbed the knowledge of binding and barrier techniques inherited from Lu Suo in Su Nuo's mind.

After personally experiencing the "Spell Object Convergence" applied to her by Tianyuan, Xia Jie quickly grasped it with her strong knowledge and complete understanding, and put it into practice.

"Expansion of the spell object: human blood; Convergence of the spell object: five insights."

Within the soul passage, Xia Jie's soul transformed into a drop of soul blood filled with curses and blessings, following a mysterious connection of fate, and landed on Gojo Satoru's corpse.

"Resisting Cause and Effect, Nirvana True Blood!"

"Catch Gojo Satoru, this is my last Ripple!" Xia Jie thought to himself as he read the news of Gojo Satoru's death in the Tengen Mind Image.

Gojo Satoru's corpse shook its head and stood up again. Now a cursed corpse that was half human and half spirit, it looked up at the demon Xuluo who was falling rapidly from the sky with a corner of the roulette wheel missing.

Because of the shattering of the Wheel of Adaptation, all of Moxuluo's adaptation achievements, except for combat skills, were wiped out.

At the same time, because the wheel, which symbolizes "perfect harmony and cycle," is no longer complete, the control that the Tengen has over all the assimilated souls within the mental image is also greatly weakened.

The perspective shifts to the battlefield of the mind.

Tengen's mental image is the intact Hōsei Palace, which overlaps with the ruins of reality, and this mental image is the manifestation of Tengen's soul.

Or rather, the Tianyuan, whose soul has already reached a "realm" of spiritual attainment, is itself a living mental image.

"You really like Ryousei-no-miya that much, Tengen?" Xia Jie looked at Ryousei-no-miya, where even the smallest brick and tile exuded realistic details, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I've seen it for a thousand years, it's etched into my very bones. It's in my eyes when I close them, it's in my dreams, it has taken over my original aspirations and become the unchanging landscape of my heart."

Tianyuan didn't want to respond, but his thoughts drifted uncontrollably into Xia Jie's ears.

The mental image is the very place of the heart. Unlike the extraordinary Xia Jie, an ordinary soul here cannot hide even a single thought. Even the owner of the mental image is no exception.

"I see."

Xia Jie's remnant soul unfolded its mental image, which had not shrunk at all due to the loss of its soul, and illusory voices came from the mouth of its soul.

"Here, all I have left is my heart, and here you use your heart as well. A battle of hearts against hearts must be wonderful, Tengen."

"Your very soul is shattered, so how can you still laugh? Is it just the battle itself that you crave, Xia Jie?"

"Hmm...more or less?"

"This is utterly absurd."