Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

Hua Yu stood beside him, several branches on her left arm broken off, green sap dripping down the wound.

“This guy…” Louhu gritted his teeth, “has as many cursed spirits as trash.”

Xia Youjie laughed: "Garbage can pile up into a mountain, and it can also crush a person to death."

He was the first to rush out, Youyun in hand, his three-section staff drawing an arc as it headed straight for Louhu's face.

Louhu dodged to the side, simultaneously waving his hand to throw out several fireflies.

Xia Youjie spun his staff, sending two fireflies flying, while the third was swallowed whole by the flying spirit behind him.

The roots of the Hua Yu tree broke through the ground. Xia Youjie kept walking and spread out the black mud first, but the roots were a step too late to penetrate it.

Taking advantage of this opening, he swept his cloud-like form, forcing Hua Yu back. At the same time, he raised his hand and made a gesture, causing hundreds of cursed spirits behind him to move simultaneously.

The flight units swooped down, blotting out the sky, while the ground units flanked them from both sides, and the ranged units provided cover from behind.

Louhu waved his hands repeatedly, and the fire worms sprayed like a machine gun, blasting the first few into pieces.

But more surged up, one after another, filling every crevice like a tide.

The roots of the Flower Guardian Tree spread wildly, entangling and crushing several nearby cursed spirits, but the growth rate of the tree roots themselves could not keep up with the rate of destruction.

More cursed spirits pounced over the remains of their companions, tearing and biting them relentlessly.

"Too many..." Sweat beaded on Louhu's forehead.

Xia Youjie stood at a distance, leaning on the ground with his arms crossed: "You guys are no good either, you'd better obediently serve me."

Louhu's face turned bright red, and the crater above his head trembled violently, with magma churning like boiling water.

At this point, he had not fully mastered all the skills and was not as powerful as he was at the beginning of the story.

He was already able to use the domain skills, but they were not yet fully developed and had many shortcomings.

This ability was not originally intended to be used in actual combat, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Calm down, Louhu, you need to calm down," Huayu, who was standing next to Louhu, immediately advised.

This place is fraught with danger, and using the domain will consume a lot of magical power. It would be troublesome if we encountered any dangerous people.

"Calm down my ass!" Louhu roared. "Does a human even have the right to be arrogant?"

He suddenly looked up, and Xia Youjie's figure appeared in his single eye. Then he clasped his hands together, interlaced his fingers, and pressed his palms tightly together.

"Domain expansion..."

Xia Youjie's smile froze on his face.

Chapter 55 The Red Hare Among Horses, the Curse of the Leaking Coral

"The coffin is sealed within the iron-clad mountain."

The moment Lou Hu clasped his hands together, a pure darkness exploded from his body.

The darkness expanded extremely quickly, and the dozens of cursed spirits in front of Xia Youjie were swallowed up before they could even scream.

Then the darkness stopped, hovering steadily in the center of the ruins, like a hollowed-out sphere.

The surface of the sphere was cracked, and moonlight leaked through the cracks, drawing several silver lines.

If the domain is not fully established, the guaranteed success rate will not be effective.

The next second, the interior of the area appeared—the interior of an active volcano.

Lava flowed beneath our feet, glowing ash floated in the air, and billowing smoke rose overhead.

Louhu stood on the central rock, lava flowing down his skin. He looked up at the space he had created and grinned.

Xia Youjie raised his hand, and the void behind him distorted, with thousands of cursed spirits surging out and forming a wall in front of him.

Spirit manipulation doesn't require direct confrontation. If one isn't enough, use ten; if ten aren't enough, use a hundred; if a hundred aren't enough, use a thousand...

When the power of the Leaky Corona Spell can no longer hold, the home field will return to his side.

"Burn." Louhu made a hand seal.

The sea of ​​lava surged, and several columns of lava erupted from the ground, shooting towards Xia Youjie.

The cursed spirit wall rushed forward, and the first few dozen were swallowed up and turned into black smoke.

The next one would fill in, only to be swallowed up again, then fill in once more. Each pillar of magma was consuming his cursed spirit, much faster than he had anticipated.

Xia Youjie's forehead was covered in sweat. He gritted his teeth and continued to fill the wall with the cursed spirits.

But the magma pillars grew thicker and more numerous. The cursed spirit wall decreased from ten layers to five, and then from five to three.

We can't keep dragging this out any longer.

He began to form a hand seal with his left hand.

Thousands of cursed spirits surged in the void behind him.

Extreme Chapter: Whirlpool.

He had never used this trick before.

The cost was too high; thousands of cursed spirits would be wiped out at once, and at least half of his accumulated wealth over the years would be lost. But he had no other choice.

In the center of the area, Lou Hu stared at Xia Youjie's hand, his single eye slightly narrowed.

That guy's getting serious.

His domain wouldn't last long; the guaranteed hit effect kept failing to trigger. In a few more minutes, once his magical power reached its critical point, the shell would collapse on its own. He needed to end the battle before that happened.

Lou Hu glanced at Hua Yu.

Hua Yu nodded slightly, and the tree roots spread silently beneath her feet, bypassing the sea of ​​lava and flanking her from the side.

As long as Xia Youjie's attention is drawn, she has a chance.

Both sides are waiting.

Wait for the opponent to make the first move, and wait for that moment of weakness.

Then a white light appeared.

It didn't light up from inside the field; it came from the outside.

A beam of pure white light seeped in from the cracks on the surface of the domain, cutting through the darkness like a knife.

The crack was stretched open by the white light, growing larger and brighter.

"What?" Lou Hu was stunned; his domain was being torn apart by an external force.

Before he could figure out what was happening, the dome of the domain exploded.

Black fragments scattered and flew everywhere, while moonlight and white figures fell through the gap at the same time.

The person who arrived stood on the ruins; he was 1.9 meters tall and had white hair.

His left hand was in his pocket, his right hand was raised, and the lingering echo of the blow he had just delivered remained on his fingertips.

He glanced at Lou Hu, then at Hua Yu, and finally his gaze settled on Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie froze halfway through his mudra.

Gojo Satoru, the strongest in the world of sorcery.

Xia Youjie, once a partner standing shoulder to shoulder at the top, now stands in the center of the fragmented domain, as if standing in his own living room.

Lou Hu stared at the white-haired man who had suddenly barged in, her pupils shrinking slightly.

He couldn't sense the other person's magical power; it was as if he wasn't standing in front of a person, but an ocean.

A sea that is unfathomable and has no end in sight.

He had never felt this way before.

"You are..." Louhu's voice was very low.

Gojo Satoru ignored him and tilted his head to look at Natsumi Yuki.

“Oh,” he said lazily.

"Long time no see, though I'd like to say that, but you look really disheveled, Jay."

Xia Youjie didn't say anything, his expression somewhat awkward.

Although his safety has been guaranteed, no one can hurt him now.

But when Gojo Satoru saw this disheveled scene, he was speechless for a moment.

This was not the meeting he wanted.

Louhu stared at Gojo Satoru's retreating figure, his expression changing.

He didn't know who this person was, but he knew one thing.

This person can tear apart a domain with their bare hands.

Although his domain is incomplete, it is not something that just anyone can break through.

The roots of the flower tree spread out beneath our feet, ready to strike at any moment.

She didn't recognize the white-haired man, but her instincts told her it was dangerous.

Gojo Satoru finally turned his head and looked at Louhu. He looked at him as if he were looking at an insect.

"Domain, you created this?"

Lou Hu did not answer; he gritted his teeth, his fingers trembling slightly.

“Not bad,” Gojo Satoru said, his tone as if he were evaluating a dish, “although it’s riddled with flaws.”

He raised his hand, his fingertips pointing at the leaking water.

The magma instinctively stirred up the magma, and several columns of fire shot out from the ground.

Gojo Satoru didn't dodge; the pillar of fire stopped half a meter in front of him.

Louhu's pupils contracted sharply upon seeing this, and Gojo Satoru waved his hand lightly, causing the pillar of fire to roll back.

Louhu was engulfed by his own flames, and was sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

The realm he had built also completely collapsed at this moment.