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

Xia Jie, who was reshaping her physical body on the Wanfa Sect Altar, twisted her neck and straightened the clothes woven from the instructions with her hands.

First, reverse the command for eternal return, increasing the probability of your soul returning. Then, rapidly reverse the command to allow yourself to return quickly.

With this approach, unless the enemy can construct a barrier to prevent the eternal return, Xia Jie will not be afraid of the seal.

As for the tactic of throwing excrement, he thought that the morality of these legendary figures had not fallen to the point of using such a shameless tactic.

As Xia Jie thought, no one actually used dirty tricks to deal with him, but a group beating was still possible.

As the fantasy evolved and became more mature and stable, many humans, whether they had just completed their formation or had mastered the power of fantasy, chose to take action against the source that brought all of this, based on their own beliefs and determination.

Some people regard the light cone of the universe as a drill, using spiral force to drive it, piercing through layers of space and time to kill Xia Jie.

A superhuman appeared in front of Xia Jie at super speed, using his willpower and bio-field to firmly hold Xia Jie, who was trying to teleport away, in place, waiting for the spiral to descend.

A one-eyed god, riding an eight-legged steed, hurled the eternal spear at Xia Jie, a spear that was guaranteed to hit its mark.

The demon king, who was free to transform into other beings, out of hatred and jealousy towards those who had transcended the demon realm, sent his three daughters to possess evil corpses, while he himself found the hiding place of his own corpse, vowing to cut off the means of resurrection of this person who claimed to have attained the wondrous Dharma of the Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata.

An indescribable chaos cast a foolish gaze upon its creator.

There is a god who dwells in the primordial heaven, and in the intervals between his struggles and devouring of his other selves, he bestows death with his illusory omnipotent authority.

Xia Jie died because his complete cultivation level was not high enough to allow him to survive this less-than-coordinated combo with his mortal body.

As a result of the fusion of space and time, Longhu Mountain, which had grown to the size of a planet, was spared complete annihilation by the aftershocks of the battle thanks to the protection of many immortals and gods.

Similarly, the eternal return of the self-corpse was also destroyed due to interference from beings such as Mara, and perished along with Xia Jie.

In other words, this time it will be real death...?

Unfortunately, Xia Jie has not yet returned to the Challenge Space, because he is still "alive".

In fact, he could be considered dead, but not quite.

Because the evil corpse that has devoured love, pleasure, and affection is still alive, and desire is also a part of the self.

Because she still possessed a sense of self, Xia Jie, in the eternal agony of death, had a guiding light to return to.

Thus, in order to make Xia Jie die more completely, the evil corpse Yue Ran was erased, and the last anchor of self also disappeared with the wind.

In other words...!?

Xia Jie is still alive. Regardless of his reputation, he is now far too famous and his legendary status is far too high.

So Lao Xia has been resurrected again, this time, in the form of a heroic spirit.

Logically speaking, a hero with such high popularity should be incredibly powerful, but unfortunately, the Mind Lock is bound to Xia Jie's mind.

No matter how many times you are reborn or how many bodies you change, this chain built by the mind will never let you go.

"..."

On Mount Longhu, Xia Jie was killed once again before she could even say hello.

No matter how powerful Xia Jie's skills are, if he is not given the space to operate, even the strongest skills are no different from having none.

They couldn't erase the beings in the inner realm from their knowledge of the Demon Buddha Xia Jie, but they could exploit the fragility of Xia Jie's mortal body to build an automatic killer machine, and it would be even safer to assign someone to guard it.

The original Luo Tian Grand Ceremony arena, the center of Xia Jie's cognitive foundation, was enveloped by a sturdy sphere thousands of miles thick, crafted from immortal gold by numerous powerful beings.

Within the airtight sphere, a high density of lightning strikes was constantly filling the space, giving Xia Jie no chance to breathe.

This thousand-mile-long sphere incorporates the six-character mantra that Buddha once affixed to the Five Finger Mountain, as well as trillions of various seals and restrictions, striving for redundancy.

Outside the sphere, there are 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals stationed there to monitor Xia Jie's situation. Their primary responsibility is to prevent villains from rescuing Xia Jie rather than maintaining the seal.

Even Sun Wukong, who wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace back then, couldn't live in such a nice VIP cell.

Within the prison cell, for Xia Jie, a mortal, every moment was a cycle of annihilation from birth to death.

The three corpses that have been completely destroyed need external guidance from someone like Tu Junfang to reappear.

The Three Corpses can also be summoned by command, but sending the command takes time, and a moment is not enough. Even if the Three Corpses are summoned, they will be annihilated by the lightning punishment.

This is the awkward thing about not being able to control the respawn point; once you're blocked at the fountain, you're likely to get stuck in a death loop.

To live is impossible, to die is unavoidable, to escape is futile. To live is unattainable, to die is also impossible.

But it's not a big problem; Xia Jie needs this kind of pressure.

His legendary version also began to split in word of mouth. If he really wanted to escape, he could simply resurrect himself by wearing other versions of himself. There was no need to insist on resurrecting himself here with the original skin, or even to go to the trouble of suppressing the birth of other versions of the same entity.

But that's a useless way of thinking.

Seals are meant to be broken, and desperate situations are meant to be insulted by hope and miracles.

How will we know if we can break a mere seal if we don't even try?

Xia Jie's stubbornness is burning fiercely!

Chapter 120 Death and Return

To be born, and then to die.

Death, and then life.

The cycle of life and death has no end.

Xia Jie felt that her consciousness was like a school of salmon migrating upstream, only to be swept downstream again and again.

The thought of failure was discarded, turning into nourishment along with the decaying old self.

The idea of ​​success is sown, and the newly transformed self is lifted high into the sky.

The weary, the retreating, the abandoned—this is the self-sacrifice.

Those who are resilient and enterprising are promoted; this is a transformation of the self.

I came here for my ideals, for my desires, and for my growth. Along the way, I have gained a lot and lost a lot.

Like the Ship of Theseus, which is constantly updating its parts, it moves towards something new, vast, and even magnificent, but also gradually drifts away from its original self.

The agony of being annihilated by the lightning tribulation at this moment was something he initially found hard to accept, which is why he reacted so violently when the mantis spirit chopped off his head.

Xia Jie once thought that as long as he gathered all the matter, energy and information he had used, and bound his own space and time together, he could avoid the Ship of Theseus paradox.

Later, he discovered that the human mind is also a ship of Theseus, but since humans cannot remain unchanged, he chose to embrace his original self and rediscover his mortal heart.

Later, yearning for the ambiguous, vague, and bewildered warmth of humanity he had felt as an ordinary person, he came to the world of "Under One Person" and temporarily became a mortal.

However, Xia Jie, with her remarkable attention to detail, keenly perceived a fact: the need to transform oneself into a mortal to maintain humanity meant that one's own normal state of being was detrimental to mental health.

Therefore, he confronts the desires of all beings and tries to find the answer in the growth of the soul.

The solution he sought was to subdue his own desires with his own mind, and then use those desires to subdue the desires of all beings. His spiritual power increased dramatically, and his position as a demon-Buddha became truly real.

But this answer, like the demonic law of the Otherworldly Realm that he had come to understand, was still skewed.

Has he truly come to his senses?

As if enlightened.

Even though he had driven himself into this despair, he only felt relief, not the fear and anger he felt when he first experienced death after his head was severed by the Mantis Cursed Spirit.

The shock of discovering Tengen's corruption, the passion of fighting alongside Gojo Satoru and Sukuna, and the thrill of battling Makura into space—all of it is still vivid in my mind.

But he could no longer find that same passionate and vibrant emotion.

Even if you actively create variables, allow the birth of the Great Father, and participate in a cosmic battlefield far exceeding the scale of the Tianyuan War, you still can't find the original sense of purity and excitement.

He has the same worries as Saitama, the invincible character in One-Punch Man.

After all, in terms of mentality, he has already reached the same position as Tianyuan back then.

He is no longer a hero, but a great demon king whom the protagonist group could only defeat by shouting out love and bonds through tears after suffering heavy casualties in order to save the world.

Ultimately, it was because he used the bondage of the curse and the wish of the cupid to acquire too many and too comprehensive talents.

Although it sounds rather pretentious, even like someone who doesn't understand the situation, and gives the impression that Jack Ma doesn't like money.

But he still wanted to say:

I, Xia Jie, want to return to my original, naive self and experience once again the hope and despair between life and death.

Simply put: South.

He had to defy the salmon's instincts, drift downstream, and pick up the salmon that fell halfway down the river, piecing together the original, humane version of himself.

He wanted to transcend his divinity, to transform from a god-man back into a human.

"So that's how it is! This is the true core of 'Painting My True Self'!"

"I have grasped the core of my true self!"

Within the Thunder Prison, Xia Jie's eyes suddenly became clear after his resurrection, and then his eyeballs were annihilated in the innate thunder that united yin and yang.

The raging lightning and fire enveloped and burned his flesh, but failed to leave a single scar on his skeleton deep within his flesh.

To be precise, the soul within the bones and even the body of mortals has actually been burned away by thunder and fire.

The remaining colorless and immaculate semi-transparent skeleton ignored the heavenly lightning attack as if it were ethereal, and could still bear Xia Jie's self like a soul.

A hundred kinds of martial arts, this is—

Uh... I don't know.

Having abandoned external talents and relied solely on his "true self" to understand and comprehend, Xia Jie himself was not entirely clear about his own situation.

It feels like spiritual power, but I don't know why it wasn't locked by the Heavenly Lock.

If I had to put it in a way, it would probably be that the heart is the bone, forming an immortal and indestructible heart-bones structure.

The Mind Lock remained intact, except... a little bit of something invisible and imperceptible had seeped out of it.

It seems he didn't go astray this time.

The old powers and supernatural abilities gradually "died" within the Heavenly Lock of the Mind, while new powers were conceived, sprouted, and grew from within the Heavenly Lock.

The total amount of force begins to weaken, falling from "infinite" to "finite".

The essence of force began to advance, leaping from "finite" to "infinite".

Outside the golden celestial sphere, within the chilling celestial formation, Heavenly Soldier A and Heavenly Soldier B were secretly chatting telepathically.

The 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals stationed here are replaced only once every hundred years. This is only the eighth minute since the garrison began. For the rest of the time, besides practicing their internal energy, they only have chatting to pass the time.