Heaven has bound me to weakness? I angrily unleash the Eight Gates!

With just a little opportunity, one can grow rapidly.

In the future, once Sukuna's magical mark is inscribed on Itadori's body, he might even grow into an existence like Sukuna.

"No one can intentionally trigger a black flash, not even him."

The real person's figure blurred as he moved through the huge depression, his eyes fixed on Tiger Staff, who was standing in the middle of the water, gathering his strength.

The next moment, he charged directly at Itachi, and the two exchanged punches.

The real person shed half of their body, transforming into their normal form. Itachi's fist struck the real person's shoulder, unleashing the skill "Jing Ting Fist" that they had learned at the beginning. The delayed second impact caused the real person to lose their balance.

The real man quickly adjusted his posture, pointing the sharp blade of his right elbow at Tiger Staff in front of him, "Die."

Just as the elbow was about to strike, a voice rang out, "Spirit of Curse, you probably don't know this, do you? Hands are merely decorations! But clapping... is the soul's cheer!"

Dongtang's figure appeared high above, radiating brilliant light, and he clapped his hands together with a "smack".

Upon seeing this, the real person didn't have time to consider whether the other party's words were true or false, and subconsciously swept the sharp blade in his hand behind him.

However, the switch did not occur.

"What a pity, it seems my unjust game is dead."

Dongtang looked at his severed arm, but there was no regret on his face.

Realizing he'd been tricked, the man's eyes widened instantly. "Oh no!"

When he turned around, he was met with a punch that had been fully charged.

"Black Flash!!"

Black and red lightning exploded in the real person's chest, the powerful blow knocking him out of his original form. He flew sideways, smashing through the earthen wall and tumbling from the deep pit to the ground.

"It's not... over yet!"

The real person, who had been reduced to his original form, wanted to use the cyborgs, but when he checked his throat, he found that he had already used up all the cyborgs.

The real man lay on the ground, looking up at Huzhang approaching step by step, his eyes showing panic and fear for the first time.

"I acknowledge the real you, I am you, and I have always wanted to deny you."

"So I'm going to pretend I didn't hear anything you said, but right now, all I want to do is kill you."

Itadori looked at the real person expressionlessly, "No matter how you are reborn, no matter how many names you change, no matter how many appearances you alter, I will find you and kill you."

“I will continue to exorcise the curse until a hundred years from now, until I decay and die.”

As each word reached his ears, he finally felt true fear.

Even when facing Sukuna, he did not experience the emotions he has now.

At that moment, he truly knew that he was going to die.

The man, dragging his limp body, ran away into the distance. He couldn't die here; he had to live. He still had a chance!

Seeing a figure standing in front of him, Zhenren instinctively rushed towards it. He had almost lost his ability to think, and all he had was the desire to survive.

As long as there is one more cyborg, he has a chance to survive.

He reached out his hand and ran desperately toward the figure in front of him.

With a sharp crack, his hand slammed into the chest of the figure in front of him, and a sinister smile reappeared on his face. "I still have a chance!"

"Inaction changes!"

"Teacher of the Zen Monastery!"

Tiger Rod charged forward, not expecting Zenji Jinsuke to suddenly appear there, and immediately tensed up.

Two strong heartbeats sounded, and the real man looked at the unchanging figure in front of him, then blankly raised his head to look at Zenji Jinsuke's face.

A face with a cruel smile came into his view. In that instant, he felt as if he were seeing a demon from hell coming to reap his life.

Zenji Jinsuke felt the incantation acting on his body and stared at the real man, "Kid, do you want to change my soul?"

"Unfortunately, the shape of my soul can only be determined by my body."

Chapter 97 Spell Manipulation

"Ah-ba ah-ba..."

For a moment, the person even forgot how to speak, just babbling with their mouth open, their pupils unfocused.

He couldn't believe that a person's soul was controlled by their body.

Zenji Jinsuke, seeing the completely broken-down man, did not continue to torment him.

He slowly raised his right hand, transforming it into a chopstick that sliced ​​across the other person's neck.

A head flew off, rolled a few times on the ground, and was stepped on by a foot.

The human figure, whose head and body were separated, looked up at the person stepping on its head, a glimmer of light appearing in its eyes.

The person who arrived was none other than the mastermind behind the entire Shibuya incident, the one who manipulated Xia Youjie's corpse.

The skull of the goddess θ 莸目醋耪嫒耍，氯角溃骸罢嫒耍，枰揖饶懵穑俊�

From a distance, Itajimaru frantically ran towards Masato, exclaiming, "Is this the culprit who sealed away Gojo Satoru-sensei?"

"Damn it! Give me back Gojo-sensei right now!"

Tiger Staff swung his fist and charged at the flounder, one foot stepping on the real man's head, his hands twisting into a dark shadow.

A large silver carp suddenly appeared on the flat ground, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the tiger stick whole.

Tiger Stick felt a strong sense of weightlessness, and then sat down on the ground with a thud. The silver carp from before had disappeared.

"what happened??"

Huzhang looked puzzled.

"You only feel like you've fallen, but to others, you just seem to have tripped and fallen in place."

Liao Jianjiao refuted Muxiu stole the gift

"The power of the Spell Manipulation Technique lies in its variability."

It can control multiple near-level one or higher cursed spirits to fight simultaneously.

Even if the spell is broken, it doesn't matter.

了鞴胖淞椴偈醯男Ч羔饔谩�

"Unless you can kill me before I release my cursed spirit."

Each spirit possesses different spells, so there's no need to worry about enemies seeing through a spirit's techniques.

Even if you're seen through, you can simply switch to another cursed spirit to continue the fight.

Tiger Staff got up and continued charging towards the flounder, his movements swift and decisive. He scrambled forward, his movements swift and powerful, but his momentum was broken. He was now completely overwhelmed.

Just as he was about to strike the target, he suddenly realized that the target was about to be hit by a sudden, sharp movement. He then realized that the target was about to be hit by a sudden, sharp movement.

Tiger Stick fell to the ground again.

Just like the celestial being carrying a heavy load, the celestial being shrouded in mist and ...

"what is this!"

Tiger Staff flung off the centipede that was wrapped around him, his eyes warily fixed on the Ao.

"If we hadn't spread our forces across Shinjuku and Kyoto during last year's Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons), the winner wouldn't have been Etokotsu, but him. Don't you agree, Zen-in-sensei?"

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

"maybe."

Zen Monk Jinsuke shrugged, then kicked the body of the immortal in front of him towards Ao.

He wasn't interested in who was stronger between Xia Youjie and Yi Guyou; he only knew that Xia Youjie had given him such a big gift last year, which was quite nice.

"However, that incident had nothing to do with you, Sukuna's vessel."

Liao Huyong  Ai said Na Li ,  Cong Jie ⒄ Qu,  Yuan Jiao Keng Jie Yan Xian  凵 窳 枥 鞯 淖 ⑹ You Pan  �

"You're really resilient; I'm starting to admire you."

As he spoke, he said, "I'm so angry, I ...

"Ahhhhhhh~"

The real person desperately tried to escape, his body stretched out, and he let out a miserable scream.

With the gluttonous spirit of the young boy, the young girl, after a brief period of intense activity, began to devour the food. She then climbed the river, carrying a large amount of food.

Looking at the glass marble in his hand, he felt a surge of emotion, a sense of unease washing over him. He could only watch helplessly as the marble receded into the distance.

"Do you know about the Extreme Technique? That's probably the most powerful move in every technique, except for the Domain."

"The ultimate vortex of the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique is to fuse the absorbed cursed spirits into one and bombard the enemy with high-density cursed power."

"I never imagined that one day I would become like a sorcerer."

For a time, the food was transported to the market, and the market was bustling with activity. People were scrambling to find a way to escape the chaos.

"As mentioned earlier, although the vortex is powerful, it has actively abandoned the diverse characteristics of the Spell Manipulation Technique."

So at first I wasn't interested in this technique; I just saw it as a way to collect cursed spirits.

But... I was wrong. The true function of the vortex is to extract the spell formula when used on a level-one cursed spirit.

As he spoke, [he] said, "..."

Looking at the falcon, the huge tassel, the peony, the skull, the prostitute, the steed, the surging waves, the lotus, the raft, the added line, the ┡宸?

As far as he knew, didn't this stuff smell just like a rag covered in vomit?

The mystery of the past is that the words of the past are uttered, and the words of the past are uttered.

Sensing the atmosphere around him, Zenji Jinsuke took a few steps back and came to the side of the injured Todo.

The beard was evenly gray, the shoulders were covered in scallions, and the dish was mixed with sesame seeds. The dish was then served with a disheveled appearance.

"Foolish, did you think I wouldn't notice?"

Looking at Xigong Tao, whose location was locked in from high above, Liao Wanglu...

The next moment, countless arrows came down from the sky, their arrowheads flashing with magical light.

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

Before he could speak, a bullet whizzed through the air.

"Modern weapons?"

"To deal with sorcerers, I would actually recommend introducing modern weapons."

The text appears to be a jumbled mess of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or garbled message. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

"New Yin Flow!"

A barrage of attacks rained down, leaving the enemy utterly helpless. The attacks were relentless and relentless, leaving the enemy vulnerable and helpless.

Regardless of whether it's fish, or not, the key is to avoid being distracted by the surrounding scenery.

Students from Kyoto High School rushed to provide support, and even though it was a sneak attack, they didn't manage to cause any real damage.

Staring blankly at the three-wheeled sunset before him, he felt a chill run down his spine.

The next instant, [the text abruptly shifts to a seemingly unrelated sequence of characters and symbols, likely due to OCR errors. A direct translation is impossible without further context or clarification.]

Just then, a figure flashed by, and with a swift movement of swords and blades, broke through the barrier and rescued Miwa.

"New Yin... finally someone with decent skills has arrived."

"Kusakabe-sensei!"

The visitors were none other than Kusakabe and his companions.

The songstress was also forced to come to the battlefield.

"Songstress, aren't you useless for coming to the front lines?" Nishimiya Momo complained to the songstress.

"What can I do?!" the songstress retorted loudly.

Everyone's here, are we going to leave her alone at the back?