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

The night was deep, and the Milky Way was sparse.

The bright moonlight poured down.

In this secluded paradise where ordinary people retreat, the night sky is clean and pure, far from the light pollution of the city.

Within Tokyo's First Barrier, countless cursed spirits of varying forms and strengths emerged, roaming freely in the night, creating a vivid spectacle of a hundred demons parading in the night.

In mid-air, hordes of heads flew about, their gaping mouths spewing out insane and obscure babbling; on the building walls, bloated and enormous deformed geckos rapidly climbed to the roof, greedily searching for any remaining signs of life; and there were also chainsaws made of flesh and blood, covered with eerie eyes, their bodies humming, constantly yearning to hunt down living beings.

Born from the curse of humanity, the cursed spirits wantonly unleash their twisted and violent instincts.

The survivors, who had managed to stay alive, huddled tightly in the hidden corners inside the building, breathing uneasily in their sleep, like children who had accidentally fallen asleep while playing hide-and-seek.

High above,

Ignoring the chaotic dance of demons below, Xia Jie lay quietly on the giant flying sword formed from blood. The cool night wind ruffled his black hair, but could not blow away the deathly stillness within his body.

This dead body, flowing with filthy, cold cursed blood, had long lost its vibrant senses and could no longer feel even a trace of the coolness of the night breeze.

"No...no scales, no eyes, and stiff...movements."

Xia Jie loosely clenched her right hand, gazing intently at the several blood-red fish slowly swimming above her forehead, her voice halting and tinged with obvious hesitation.

"My... magical energy reserves are vast enough, but my control precision is still far from sufficient. I must... practice more."

As time passed, the vitality of his body decreased, making it increasingly difficult and cumbersome to control, to the point that even normal speech became hesitant and stuttering.

But for Xia Jie, forcibly controlling this stiff body was precisely the best way for him to hone his skills in manipulating cursed blood.

After writing the binding instructions, Xia Jie did not stand in front of the large shopping mall waiting for Itajō. Instead, after memorizing the location, she flew into the sky and began to train her spellcasting abilities.

"Speaking of which, can cursed spirits...eat other cursed spirits? Hey! Let's try it...we'll find out soon enough, after all, practice is the only criterion for testing...truth." Xia Jie did what she thought of.

Opening its skull, Xia Jie's true form swallowed the small fish-shaped cursed spirit bound by the blood threads whole.

"I don't feel anything. My spell power hasn't increased, and I don't feel full at all. Could it be that I exorcised it by eating it?"

After absorbing the small fish formed from the cursed blood, Xia Jie, who was now focused on controlling her body, no longer stuttered.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Jie's mind stirred.

The cursed blood surged within his body, congealing into threads that wove into a net!

A crimson net covering the entire block crashed down from the sky. The blood lines inherited the wall-penetrating properties of the cursed spirits, ignoring all the obstacles of buildings, penetrating layer after layer of walls, and rapidly tightening inward.

Just like the shrinking circle in a battle royale game, it encompasses hundreds and thousands of cursed spirits of varying sizes and strengths within the district, capturing them all in one fell swoop!

A hundred kinds of martial arts, this is—

"Cursed Blood Manipulation Technique: The Net of Extinction!"

Xia Jie calmly got up, retrieved the cursed blood flying sword under her feet back into her own curse power, and let her body, strengthened by the curse power, break through the air and fall straight down from a height of hundreds of meters.

With a deafening roar, he slammed heavily onto the "cushion" formed by countless cursed spirits. The powerful impact instantly crushed several high-level cursed spirits, stirring up bursts of deep purple blood mist, and his downward momentum came to a complete halt.

The blood-red threads that broke due to the impact transformed into glistening blood beads that floated in mid-air and were all absorbed into Xia Jie's body.

At the same time, new bloodlines emerged, rapidly filling all the gaps in the Blood Web.

A few fly-head-level cursed spirits that managed to escape through the gaps in the blood net were instantly shredded by the thin blood threads that emerged from the net, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating in the night wind.

Xia Jie lifted her foot and leaped off the mountain of cursed spirit bodies. The crimson net behind her tightened abruptly, and the cursed spirits within it exploded silently one after another, turning into ashes and vanishing without a trace, as if struck by a net-like slash.

After some practice, Xia Jie became more and more adept at controlling the blood of curse power. Although the development of the Extreme Realm and the Domain was still a long way off, he was already confident enough to say that he was a top-tier curse spirit.

"Use negative curse power to exorcise negative curses, addressing the issue of enemies and allies sharing the same origin." Xia Jie retracted the blood net into her body, gazing at the cold, filthy remnants of the curse on the ground, and raised an eyebrow.

"Next, we'll find a place to focus on training and wait for Huzhang to persuade Riche."

Xia Jie already had a plan in mind.

Hiromi Nichiba will not make a sudden appearance until he rediscovers his original aspirations.

After all, Nichisha is the most educated person in the world of sorcery. He is meticulous and quick-witted. With his ability to talk his way out of things, he will not only find it difficult to shake the other party's belief, but may even make things worse.

The best approach is to wait for the plot to unfold and let Hisahito Itadori use his sincerity and stubbornness to forcefully break through Hiromi Hizashi's mental barrier.

He had to admit that personal charisma is often more effective than carefully crafted words.

Xia Jie leaped onto the roof of the shopping mall, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes to sense the surging cursed blood within her body, and attempted to multiply the negative cursed power at the false core of cursed power created by the highly condensed cursed blood in her abdomen.

Although it's called "inside the body," from Xia Jie's perspective, which resides in the brain, it's actually outside the body.

Therefore, even if he successfully reverses the nature of his cursed power, he doesn't need to worry about being exorcised by the burst of positive energy.

Normally, the reversal technique should be performed in the brain, but Xia Jie is a cursed spirit, so she can only settle for second best and see if she can complete the reversal in her abdomen.

"I can even break the law that those who die from attacks imbued with cursed power cannot transform into cursed spirits, so there's no reason I should be held back by a mere reversal spell." Xia Jie suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind, summoned all her fighting spirit and patience, and focused her mind even more intently.

Time slipped away quietly amidst countless failures and repetitions, just like the thousands of times the punishment from the law of cause and effect discouraged us.

Until the moon disappeared.

Until the sun rises.

Until... the arrival of Dr. Huzhang.

"Speak up, I want to say it, stop doing this kind of thing..."

In the open space in front of the mall, a blond young man named Gan Jinglin lowered his head and closed his eyes, looking conflicted, with large beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

For a long time, he has been surviving by the humble "survival rules of prey".

He considers "reading the air" an essential survival skill, and once became a yes-man for bullies in order to fit in. After becoming a swimmer who returned from the dead, he signaled to the Hanaba couple, who could conjure propellers and jet engines, in order to survive, indirectly helping them hunt down other swimmers.

But at this moment, a surge of intense torment and guilt welled up within him. Was it really alright to just watch Hisahito Itadori face Hiromi Higurashi alone?

That's a powerful swimmer who earned a perfect 100 points by killing others. Itadori, he'll die, won't he?

"...I'm sorry, Itadori."

In the end, he still couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Your name is Rin Amai, right?"

Just as he was deeply mired in self-destructive turmoil, a cool hand gently rested on his shoulder.

The sudden touch interrupted Rin Amai's thoughts.

"Huh?" Rin Amai stiffened and turned his head back, cold sweat beading on his forehead, alarm bells ringing in his mind.

"Damn, this guy is definitely a master!"

He hadn't noticed anyone approaching at all!

"And the person on the other end recognizes me, but their voice sounds so unfamiliar. Is it someone I used to know?"

Gan Jinglin stared intently at the somewhat lifeless man in front of her, her heart filled with extreme panic.

Is it someone he once echoed and bullied?

Or were they victims indirectly harmed by him?

Or perhaps they were acquaintances of the Haba couple?

No matter who it is, it's definitely not a good thing for him right now.

"Wait, who is this? Damn, I have absolutely no recollection of him. Will I die if I can't respond? Should I pretend I know him?"

Seeing that the atmosphere had become somewhat tense due to his silence, Gan Jinglin's forehead was covered in even more sweat.

fortunately.

Before he could speak, Xia Jie took the initiative to state her purpose.

"My name is Xia Jie. I know you, but I have no ill intentions towards you. Just wait with me for Hu Zhang to come out."

Xia Jie paused, her gaze sweeping over the shop ahead where the faint sounds of battle could be heard, and casually said:

"Whether it's your 'Ami-i' and the technique for manipulating sugar, or the 'Haba' couple whose bodies can turn into airplanes."

In addition, Kugizaki Nobara's thorny spell, Fushiguro Megumi's ten shadow spells that can subdue shadow shikigami, and Hoshi Kirara's interstellar flight—your names all match your spells very well.

Although I know that the types of spells awakened by sorcerers have nothing to do with their names, such widespread coincidences are still quite interesting.

It's as if a deity, in the darkness, chose names that reflected the characteristics of your characters and the abilities of your spells when creating you.

"You're right, right, jjxx?" Xia Jie thought to herself.

"Ah, um... that's really interesting."

Faced with this mysterious man who was terrifyingly strong just by looking at his posture, and who had intentionally or unintentionally revealed his name and technique, Gan Jinglin instinctively went into support mode, obediently echoing Xia Jie's words, turning into a well-behaved yes-man, not daring to disobey in the slightest.