Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Fukuro Megumi was so frightened that she jumped back several steps, her hands instantly forming an up-and-down gesture, almost summoning Moxu Luo on the spot.

But Shen Er did not launch an attack. The emptiness in his dark eyes finally faded, revealing a trace of clarity that belonged to a human being.

He looked at the young man making the gesture in front of him and suddenly asked, "What's your last name?"

Fushiguro was taken aback by this strange question. She didn't lower her hand, but still answered, "Fushiguro."

Shen Er looked at him, and suddenly the corner of her mouth twitched.

He held up the broken piece of the cloud-like object in his hand to his eyes, "Isn't it a Zen temple?"

"That's really great."

Under Fushiguro's shocked gaze, he pierced his own skull with the sharpened Yuyun sword, then fell forward and crashed heavily onto the scorched ground.

Fushiguro Megumi already had a guess about the man's identity.

He quickly walked forward, squatted down, and gently turned Shen'er over, who was lying on the ground.

The face that came into view was no longer the one from the battle just now, but a completely different face.

That was the original appearance of the vessel used for the spirit summoning technique.

He stared in silence for a while, then slowly stood up, gazing at the ruins that had just witnessed several life-or-death battles, and let out a long breath: "Phew... it's over here."

Just as Fushiguro Megumi straightened up, preparing to turn and leave the battlefield that had been reduced to ruins, a dark shadow, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, hurtled towards him from afar and crashed heavily into the ground not far in front of him.

The impact blasted up hundreds of meters of smoke and debris, and the ground cracked outwards from the point of impact, creating a dense network of deep trenches. Fu Heihui was pushed back several steps by the blast wave, and only after raising his hand to shield his eyes could he barely make out the figure slowly standing up in the smoke and dust.

Su Nuo dusted himself off and stood up from the deep crater he had created.

He looked quite disheveled at the moment, with all his clothes gone in the previous exchange of fire except for a pair of underwear with a bear pattern on them.

But the lazy and arrogant smile still lingered on his lips, as if all of this was just a warm-up.

He cracked his neck, the bones making a crisp popping sound, and his gaze fell on Fu Hei Hui.

"Hahaha...Duanmu Yan, this is my target route."

"We meet again, kid."

Fushiguro Megumi leaped backward, and at the same instant she created distance, her hands moved up and down in the same gesture etched into her muscle memory.

His breathing quickened, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his gaze was fixed on the cursed king before him.

At the same time, an extremely untimely thought popped into his head: Dad, could you have died two seconds later? Your son is really panicking right now.

Chapter 279 Energy Clone

"Phew—I never expected you could do this much, Su Nuo."

Duanmu Yan slowly descended from the ruins, golden arcs of electricity from Yatalis dancing on the surface of his armor.

He glanced at the damaged buildings around him, then looked at the figure of the boy with black markings on his face opposite him.

The dozens of ancient sorcerers did indeed delay him for nearly twenty seconds. In that short gap, Su Nuo had already completed the temporary control of Itachi's body.

Su Nuo looked at Duanmu Yan, his four eyes revealing undisguised excitement.

He hadn't forgotten how this man had trampled him underfoot time and time again, with fists, with flames, with the look of someone who looked down on an ant.

He slowly grinned, revealing an arrogant smile: "I told you, I would definitely kill you, Duanmu Yan."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot.

Almost simultaneously, Duanmu Yan turned to the side, and a sharp slash grazed his shoulder armor, slicing the wall of an abandoned shop behind him in two.

He didn't turn around, his right fist wrapped in molten element as he slammed backward. Su Nuo raised his hand to block, and the shockwave from the collision of his fist and arm sent the surrounding rocks flying into the air.

Using the momentum, the two leaped backward, widening the distance between them once more. This was merely a test, each assessing the other's current strength.

"Heh, a debtor renting a place in someone else's body, and he still dares to be so arrogant." Duanmu Yan flicked his wrist, a mocking smile on his lips.

"Let me guess, if I keep dragging this here, it'll probably be less than half an hour before Itachi gets his body back."

Su Nuo's face instantly darkened.

That guy is right. For some reason, Hisahito Itadori's body naturally exerts a strong suppressive force on him.

When he only swallowed one or two fingers, the suppressive force was not enough to force him back; but now, after suffering a severe injury and falling into a coma, it was only after his body was temporarily taken over by him and nine fingers were fed to him that he had a brief period of control.

This human actually saw through his time limit at a glance. He suppressed his irritation and snorted coldly: "Heh, then I'll finish you off in the next half hour and make you understand that you and Gojo Satoru are just ordinary people who happened to be born in an era without me."

"Is that so?" Duanmu Yan assumed a fighting stance, the light of the four elements flashing alternately on his armor. "Then let's see who has the real skills."

Su Nuo waved his hands, and dozens of invisible slashes simultaneously struck Duanmu Yan from different angles.

This is the solution; it has no wind-up animation and can be unleashed in large quantities, enough to shred any opponent who dares to get close.

Duanmu Yan's figure quickly shifted positions within the slashing net, using the wind element to accelerate his short-distance burst movement.

He broke through the blockade of the slashes, closed in on Su Nuo, and swung his right leg out, which was wrapped in the element of raging hurricane.

"Lightning Tornado Kick!"

Su Nuo raised his hand to block, and the whirlwind from the Tornado Kick exploded the moment it collided with his arm, the impact sending him back several steps.

He had barely regained his footing when Duanmu Yan used the recoil from his kick to flip in the air, his left leg slamming down in quick succession. The weight of the earth element amplified the power of the kick several times over.

"Lightning-fast Explosive Leg Slam!"

Su Nu crossed his arms above his head, and the moment his legs collided with his arms, a huge crater exploded in the ground with him as the center.

His feet sank into the rubble, and his arms were slightly numb from the impact. This guy's four elements were switching too fast: wind element for speed-up attacks, fire element for close-quarters combat, and earth element for enhanced heavy blows. The attribute of each attack was changing, and there was no fixed rhythm to follow.

"What, you can't take it anymore? Didn't you just say you were going to kill me?" Duanmu Yan's voice came from above. He had already used the recoil from the Explosive Kick to leap into the air, his right fist wrapped in molten flames, golden flames burning fiercely on his knuckles.

"Lightning Spiral Fist!"

Su Nuo turned his head to dodge the punch, and at the same time, he reached out with his right hand and grabbed Duanmu Yan's wrist.

The eighth strike is a slash that can only be released upon physical contact. It is stronger than the "disarm" technique and can kill in one blow.

But Duanmu Yan sensed the danger the moment he was grabbed, and slammed his left palm onto Su Nuo's hand, causing water elements to explode from his palm.

"Lightning Charge Palm!"

The force of the water flow knocked Su Nuo's hand off Duanmu Yan's wrist, and the two separated again. Su Nuo clenched his right hand tightly, and dozens of invisible slashes surrounded and attacked Duanmu Yan from all directions.

With a flick of his left arm, Duanmu Yan unleashed a rotating blue water elemental shield in front of him, cushioning and neutralizing the impact of the slash upon striking the water curtain.

Su Nuo once again leaned close to Duanmu Yan, slapping the latter's chest with a palm strike, and launched another attack.

Duanmu Yan crossed his arms to protect his chest. The slash exploded on his crossed arms, pushing him backward dozens of meters, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground.

As he slid backward, he unleashed two wind blades. Su Nuo dodged one by tilting his head, while the other grazed his ear, severing a few strands of his hair.

Eight is indeed very strong, especially in that it can adjust its output according to the enemy's curse power.

However, he was no pushover either, and in an instant, he strengthened his defenses with earth element.

Duanmu Yan launched a new offensive.

He pushed off with his feet, transforming into a golden streak of light as he charged straight at Su Nuo. His right fist, wreathed in molten flames, aimed directly at Su Nuo's face. This move was simple and unadorned, purely relying on brute force to overcome skill.

Su Nuo also threw a punch to meet it. The two fists collided in mid-air, and flames and the aftershocks of the slashes exploded in all directions, leveling the already dilapidated ruins.

Duanmu Yan's left arm followed up from below, and blue water element condensed into a torrent on the arm armor. The Lightning Charge Palm, with the unique stability and impact of the water element, struck Su Nuo's waist.

Su Nuo formed a hand seal, and a large slash came down from the void, cutting off the power of the charging palm.

Taking advantage of the gap left by Su Nuo's missed strike, Duanmu Yan swung his right leg out with a raging green whirlwind, creating a lightning tornado kick that sent Su Nuo staggering back several steps.

Su Nuo's eye twitched slightly. What's wrong with this guy? Does his skill have no cooldown?

Moreover, he sensed that the brat's consciousness was slowly reviving within him, and he couldn't delay any longer.

Chapter 280 Four-Directional Defense, Eight-Element Attack

Sensing that the brat was slowly waving his arms, Su Nuo suddenly unleashed a denser net of slashes towards Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan had been waiting for this. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the light of the four elements shone from his armor at the same time, unfolding a protective barrier of four colors in front of him.

"Four-way defense".

The slashing net was deflected the moment it hit the protective barrier. Instead of dissipating, the barrier exploded into four beams of light—red, blue, green, and purple—which simultaneously blasted towards Su Nuo, who was charging towards him.

"Eight Elephants Attack!"

Su Nuo was completely unprepared for this move. After defending, he immediately launched a counterattack. Moreover, the angles of the four beams were too tricky, blocking his front and left and right sides.

He was hit head-on by four beams of light, and was blasted away, crashing through the walls of several abandoned buildings before coming to a stop, buried in a pile of broken bricks and steel bars.

Duanmu Yan slowly landed on the roof of a half-collapsed building, looking down at the ruins below.

Su Nuo stood up from the pile of bricks and stones, with only his bear-patterned pants still stubbornly clinging to his body, but his upper body had several scorch marks that were still smoking.

He didn't look at Duanmu Yan, but instead turned his head and glanced in another direction.

There, there was a faint but very clear fluctuation of magical energy that he had marked.

Fukuro Megumi.

Su Nuo's lips curled up slightly.

It seems the opportunity to shift the battlefield has arrived.

He deliberately did not dodge Duanmu Yan's next attack, but instead took the brunt of the lightning tornado kick. Using the impact, he propelled his body toward Fu Hei Hui's location, drawing a long arc in the air before crashing into the ruins hundreds of meters away, leaving a long trail of dust in his wake.

"Hahaha—Duanmu Yan, this is the route I'm aiming for!"

He laughed as he stood up from the deep pit, turning his gaze to the sea urchin-haired boy who was making a summoning gesture not far away.

"We meet again, kid."

Sukuna's figure hurtled toward Fushiguro Megumi like a cannonball. With his right hand outstretched, he could control the troublesome brat in an instant and obtain the technique he had been longing for.

But the moment he touched Fushiguro Megumi, an unparalleled golden light exploded out in front of Fushiguro Megumi.

The figure of Yatalis, clad in armor, appeared out of thin air, his right fist already brimming with blazing white flames.

"Lightning Spiral Fist!"

Su Nuo never expected Duanmu Yan to suddenly appear here. In his haste, he was unable to stop his attack and was hit squarely in the chest by this punch.