The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

"Driftwood, grant me strength!"

Xia Youjie's voice exploded across the battlefield, a phoenix rising from the ashes of despair!

"I'm a sorcerer!!!"

Xia Youjie suddenly clasped his hands together in front of him.

Restraint!

Xia Youjie suddenly attacked and used the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique once again.

The cursed spirit responded to the summons instantly.

Under the influence of the restraints, Xia Youjie could feel their power being forcibly amplified.

The originally thin body of the low-level cursed spirit instantly swelled up.

Its body swelled up like an inflating balloon, multiplying several times in just a few seconds, transforming from a pitiful creature the size of a palm into a monster as large as a calf.

It grew even larger than the advanced cursed spirit released by the cult leader, and let out a deafening roar.

As the vortex condensed, the cursed spirit finally transformed into a rapidly spinning black energy ball, emanating a chilling aura.

It transformed into a streak of black light and shot out, tearing through the sky and leaving a trail of darkness!

boom!

It was clearly just a vortex formed from a level-two cursed spirit, yet it unleashed a deafening explosion!

The power of the explosion far exceeded everyone's expectations, with the shockwave rising several meters high and forming a circular airflow!

With such an increase.

Level 2 Cursed Spirit.

It might be able to deliver damage output comparable to a level 2 mage!

It's terrible!

The advanced professional grading system stipulates that a level two sorcerer should possess the ability to easily exorcise a level two cursed spirit.

After being reinforced by the binding.

Xia Youjie's spell spirit attack power has been directly increased by one level!

Let a level 2 spellcaster easily elbow a level 2 mage!

"You can actually use a level two cursed spirit to this extent? You bastard."

Cult Leader Xia stared at the high-level cursed spirit exploding in front of him, his face contorted with rage:

"But if we keep fighting like this, your number of summoned spirits will definitely run out before mine!"

"I am Xia Youjie, who did not disperse my forces for the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!"

With a wave of his hand, the cult leader Jay unleashed a torrent of magical power before him, and in an instant, dozens of enormous magical spirits appeared.

Like an army emerging from the void, they lined up densely behind the cult leader, Jay, in various shapes and sizes.

Some were as large as mountains, some were as elusive as ghosts, and some were wrapped in purple lightning, crackling and popping.

If dark clouds were to cover the sky and block out most of the sunlight, casting a huge shadow on the ground, it would be as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Watch me!"

Gojo also joined the battle at this moment. Despite the pain from his wounds, he gritted his teeth and instantly formed a palm print in his hand to release the Void Style.

"Teacher Yuki's true teachings!"

"Infinite combo... this..."

Before Wutiao could unleash his full power, blood gushed from his wounds once more, and the wounds that had just healed burst open again under the impact of the curse.

His lips had lost all color, and his whole figure swayed in mid-air.

Still recovering from his injuries, Gojo reached his absolute limit after forcibly absorbing Yuki-sensei's "Will of the Strong" simplified domain.

The scene before my eyes began to appear double.

His figure froze.

It can't even maintain the gravity of the sky.

The plane crashed straight down!

"Enlightenment!!!"

Xia Youjie quickly summoned his flying spirit, and a huge bird-shaped spirit rushed out of the shadows and caught Gojo Satoru's falling body less than a few meters from the ground.

Xia Youjie carried Wutiao Wu onto the back of the cursed spirit, a strong sense of panic rising in his heart.

I originally intended to find the enshika left behind by Professor Yuki for a second treatment.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around to look for her, Enshiro simply turned into a shadow and disappeared!

"Is even Yuki-sensei in trouble?"

Seeing this scene before him, Xia Youjie felt even more desperate, and an unprecedented sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

The horde of cursed spirits, like dark clouds pressing down on the city, relentlessly pursued the five mangled bodies, emitting a cacophony of roars.

"Still unwilling to give up, Xia Youjie?"

Taking advantage of the situation, the cult leader Jie planned to suppress Xia Youjie again.

"Look at yourself now. What can you still do? What can you rely on? What cards do you have left?"

Under the constant verbal pressure, Xia Youjie slowly lowered his head, his face obscured by shadows, making his expression unreadable.

"Agree, as long as you give Gojo Satoru a single cut, you won't have to endure such immense pain anymore."

The cult leader's tone was alluring, his pupils gleaming, already anticipating Xia Youjie's surrender, eager to see the boy break down.

Seeing Xia Youjie's trembling head raised, the leader of the cult was already imagining the scene of victory.

He could almost see Xia Youjie utterly descending into darkness. This made the corners of the cult leader Jie's mouth involuntarily turn upwards.

"..."

After a long silence, Xia Youjie spoke again.

"Ta-ga, Koukouwa-ru!"

Xia Youjie suddenly raised his head, his gaze like two sharp blades, piercing straight into the eyes of the cult leader Jie:

Incredibly stubborn.

"So what if my magical energy can't compare to yours?"

Xia Youjie's voice trembled.

It wasn't out of fear, but out of excitement.

It's because he finally found the answer, because he finally understood what he truly wanted:

"It's simple, I'll just take out a loan for the whole thing, won't I?"

"Although it will wipe out all the savings I've accumulated over the years."

"but!"

"It was all worth it!"

Xia Youjie's voice suddenly rose, and he once again activated the spell manipulating technique.

His magical energy was so weak and insignificant compared to that of the cult leader, Jay, who had accumulated it for ten years longer.

Yet it is so full of power!

"I will establish a bond!"

"Merge these cursed spirits into a single, mighty thunderous cursed spirit, then sacrifice its life!"

In an instant, another group of incredibly weak cursed spirits appeared.

Those were originally just the lowest-level, even lower-level, low-ranking cursed spirits.

These were useless cursed spirits that Xia Youjie casually subdued and never expected to be of any use.

Under the influence of the binding force, it instantly formed a dark cloud even more powerful than the cult leader Jie, transforming into a massive energy body that blotted out the sky!

boom!

The two clusters of magical energy collided passionately.

Xia Youjie's Thunderous Great Curse Spirit clashed head-on with the Cult Leader Jie's Advanced Curse Spirit Group, unleashing a deafening roar.

The two forces were locked in a stalemate in the air, eroding and canceling each other out.

In the end, they all turned to dust.

"Hey, this place is made up of a lot of level-one cursed spirits that I've subdued!"

The cult leader's expression turned extremely ugly.

His carefully cultivated first-level cursed spirits, those powerful cursed spirits that he was so proud of, were actually defeated by Xia Youjie with a bunch of weak cursed spirits!

It's obvious that he had already dropped out of school.

The cult leader, Jie, who didn't even have a college diploma and only a junior high school diploma, had no grasp of the core of incantation power.

He was repeatedly defeated in the battle of spell power.

"Restriction, is it...?"

"Great! Then I'll..."

The cult leader, Jie, wanted to follow Xia Youjie's example and establish a restraint system, but he didn't expect that his incantation chanting would be completely overwhelmed.

"I will establish a bond, at the cost of the cursed spirit's life..."

Xia Youjie had already honed his skills to perfection.

It can bite off dozens of syllables in a second, quickly completing the restraint.

"Don't underestimate everything that Teacher Yuki taught me!"

Xia Youjie spoke with a mixture of pride and disdain:

"Would you believe me if I said you couldn't get a loan from me?!"