Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Mashiro glanced at it once, then looked away and began to look around.

This is the Ryousei-no-miya, which is quite different from what I saw in the manga. Perhaps it looks different when facing different people?

The interior space is complex and varied, and completely isolated from the outside world.

The space was filled with soft white light, but no source of light could be found.

The ground was covered with smooth stone slabs, and footsteps made no sound.

The runes on the wall shimmered faintly, their patterns flowing slowly like water.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the air.

Mashiro nodded. Tengen was quite classy.

She remembered that the scenery and objects in the Hōsei Palace could be changed according to Tengen's will.

It looks good. I can learn a trick from it and create a similar barrier when I retire.

We'll build a super huge plaza, and put a light screen in the middle to give future transmigrators a sense of awe from the main god.

Mashiro walked forward while lost in thought, and soon she came to her senses.

We've reached the center. Tianyuan is standing in front of us, his eyes closed.

Mashiro stopped and looked up at the thumb spirit.

"You've arrived, sooner than I expected."

Tianyuan opened all four of his eyes at the same time, staring straight at her.

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

Mashiro tilted her head slightly, her voice steady and unhurried.

“No.” Tianyuan shook his head slightly. “You’ve come at just the right time.”

Hearing this, Mashiro couldn't hold back her emotions.

She never expected there would be such a famous scene in Tianyuan.

"I just thought you would bring others with you."

Tianyuan paused for a moment, then said, "At least the son of the Zen temple, the descendant of Daozhen, and the vessel of Su Nuo must be included."

"That's not the point."

Mashiro sighed and said, "Those who need to rest have already rested, and those who haven't returned yet are still on their way, so of course I have to go first."

Tianyuan was silent for a moment, then nodded, "You can know first, the Daughter of the Cursed Wheel."

"This nickname doesn't sound very nice."

After listening to the nickname Tengen called her, Mashiro thought for a while and said, "How about you call me the strongest in the world?"

Tengen stared silently at Mashiro, his expression subtle.

The last time I saw such a unique sorcerer was the last time.

After a long pause, Tengen finally spoke slowly: "Gojo Satoru isn't dead yet."

"fine."

Mashiro casually shook her head. "He'll say so now if he has any objections."

Tianyuan fell silent again. After thinking for a while, she decided not to waste any more time on this topic.

Tianyuan's four eyes moved slightly, and he spoke directly: "The Death Annihilation Return has been activated, I can feel it."

"了憊玫搅宋尬。洌，仙碓敬蛩愁岩磺懈嫠吝恰？"

Tianyuan began to slowly pace in the pristine white space: "Son of the Zen Temple, descendant of Daozhen, vessel of Su Nuo, and you, you all need to know the truth!"

Tengen skipped over Mashiro's nickname, took a breath, and prepared to start from the beginning.

“了鞯哪康侄……”

Mashiro didn't let her finish, raising a hand to interrupt her: "What are you talking about? You're just being difficult!"

Her words stopped Tengen, who was about to launch into a long speech.

But Mashiro didn't intend to waste time on this part. She had studied the complicated and confusing rules of the manga and the PPT of the anime for this very moment!

She roused herself, took a deep breath, and spoke in high-speed divine language: "He has lived for a thousand years and has resided in the bodies of Kamo Kenrin, Itadori Kaori, and Natsuyuki."

"Brain, oh no, it's all... a bunch of weird, tangled bits of food!"

Mashiro also started walking around in the barrier, performing a duet with Tengen. "Every time he changes bodies, he inherits the techniques from the previous body."

"Xia Youjie's spell spirit manipulation technique allows him to absorb spell spirit formulas. He uses the transformation of non-action to activate the seeds of flesh-bearing that are buried in various places. The souls of ancient sorcerers enter the bodies of modern people, and the people who are flesh-bearing lose their original consciousness."

Tianyuan gently placed her hand on her chin. Despite her inner shock, she remained silent.

"The Death Return Tour is for collecting curse power. Non-magicians who are drawn in will be forcibly given curse power and forced to participate in mutual killing."

Mashiro stretched out her hands, her tone becoming somewhat exaggerated, "The magical power generated in this game will all be injected into your barrier. Once the magical power reaches a critical value, it will assimilate all of humanity with you."

"Am I right, Lord Tengen?"

After recounting so much information in one breath, Mashiro let out a long sigh of relief, then looked at Tengen, whose arm trembled slightly.

How do you know so much?

Tengen took a breath before lowering his head to stare into Mashiro's eyes and asking, but his tone still carried shock and confusion.

Mashiro shuddered; it felt so good.

This is the expression she wanted to see!

After fighting for so long without ever having a chance to use her intelligence network, she's finally gotten her chance!

Mashiro coughed twice, her tone smug: "Don't underestimate my intelligence network."

Tianyuan fell silent again. He was surprised to see her again. Nothing in all these years had caused her such a strong emotional reaction.

"You've said everything, haven't you? You've said it all ...

Tengen blinked, his eyes fixed on Mashiro: "This isn't information that Six Eyes can see. You know information that even Gojo Satoru doesn't know."

"Besides, you're not purely human. Who exactly are you?"

Mashiro thought for a moment, "Just consider me an ally, even though I consider myself human."

Tengen remained silent for a moment, seemingly assessing Mashiro's threat level.

But she finally nodded and said, "I understand."

Tengen's gaze remained fixed on Mashiro, but his previous wariness had vanished: "Now that you know the information, why have you come to see me?"

Two things.

Mashiro held up two fingers. "Let's check your current status and the Prison Gate Rift in your hand."

Tianyuan sighed and raised one hand.

A finger traced a spell in the air, and a crack appeared in the barrier.

Something fell from the crack and landed in Tianyuan's hand; it was only the size of a fist.

Its surface is deep black, with crimson eyes.

This is the other side of the artifact that sealed away Gojo Satoru, the strongest man in modern times.

“I’m surprised you even know this.” Tianyuan held the Prison Gate and said softly, “The Prison Gate Inside is the key used to unlock the Prison Gate Outer.”

Chapter 153 Death and Return

"Only the Heavenly Reversal Blade or the Black Rope can break the seal of the Prison Gate."

Tianyuan said softly, "This thing is connected to the body's internal organs, and it's incredibly powerful!"

Tianyuan pushed her hand, and Yumen Jiangli floated down from her hand.

Mashiro opened her palm, and the prison gate fell into her palm.

She picked it up and examined it; it felt cold to the touch and was much heavier than it looked.

My next thought was that my eyes felt a little nauseous.

She placed the prison gate on the ground.

Tianyuan was a little puzzled when he saw her place the prison gate on the ground.

But she continued, "Now that the Heavenly Rebellion Blade is destroyed and the Black Rope is gone, there's only one way to untie it..."

Mashiro conjured Murasame in her hand, interrupting Tengen: "That's not necessarily true."

Mashiro raised Murasame high, the blade gleaming coldly in the white light of the Ryousei Palace.

Tianyuan didn't ask her what she was going to do; he just crossed his arms and watched silently.

Mashiro took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and gently infused her magic power into the rain.

Cong Yu can sever curse power. If the seal of the Prison Gate is essentially composed of curse power, Cong Yu should be able to cut through it.

Even if you fail, it's okay. You can just go find the angel, Kurusu Hana.

She exhaled and slightly opened her eyes.

"what!"

Cong Yu's blade touched the surface of the prison gate, bursting into flames.

"Could it be...?"

Even Tianyuan took two steps closer, looking at the prison gate on the ground.

"Cough cough."

Mashiro sheathed the sword, the cold light on its blade dimmed, and the prison gate on the ground showed no signs of injury, let alone anything else.

"It seems that won't work."

Tianyuan's voice came through, his tone returning to calm.

"The seal of the Prison Gate is not simply composed of curse power; your blade cannot cut through it."