A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

"Bang, bang, bang--" Sukuna's body rolled several times in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground in the distance.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured in this confrontation.

It seems that in this short confrontation, Lu Ziyunyi seems to have an absolute advantage.

His attack is sharp and swift, making it hard to defend.

Although Sukuna is powerful, he seems to be a little stretched under Lu Ziyunyi's attack.

However, this battle is far from over. Although Lu Ziyunyi has an advantage, his technique has a fatal flaw.

Every time he uses the "Phantom Beast" Amber, his body will bear a huge burden. If he continues to use it, his body is likely to collapse.

On the other hand, Sukuna did not give up.

He knew Lu Ziyunyi's weakness. As long as he can hold on to the attack for this period of time, he will be able to turn defeat into victory after Lu Ziyunyi's technique ends.

After being knocked away and standing up again, Sukuna has completed the change of "restarting".

His body shape has changed greatly, from the original human to a monster with four hands, three eyes and a mouth on his abdomen.

His body is filled with powerful mantra fluctuations, as if he is a demon crawling out of hell.

He knows that the next battle will be more difficult and tragic, but he is ready to face this desperate battle.

Under Lu Ziyunyi's gaze, Sukuna's existence seems to be coated with a layer of dazzling brilliance.

His alien body, in Lu Ziyunyi's eyes at this moment, is already a symbol of "perfection".

The unique physiological structure allows him to still have both hands free when he is making a seal, and the mouth on his abdomen is like a perpetual motion machine, chanting the spell without interruption, without any burden on the heart and lungs.

Under the moonlight, Sukuna's figure is stretched out, and his four hands draw strange tracks in the night sky, as if weaving an invisible net.

The hands and mouths that are twice as many as those of a normal person are undoubtedly an unparalleled advantage for a sorcerer. Whether in the speed of casting spells or the complexity of the spells, Sukuna has shown amazing strength.

However, Sukuna's strength is not only reflected in his alien body.

His body functions are also perfect.

Every muscle movement and every blood flow seem to be telling of his incredible vitality.

It is precisely because of such a body that Sukuna can be invincible on the battlefield and no one can defeat him.

Once, Sukuna relied on this body and the two spell tools "Shenwu Jie" and "Feitian" to annihilate the "Sun, Moon and Star Jin Team" and "Five Tiger Generals" directly under the Fujiwara Kita family.

His reputation spread quickly throughout the sorcery world like wildfire, and everyone knew it.

Even when facing the "Neji Pain Control Team" composed of the elite of the Abe family including angels, he was not afraid and repelled the opponent with his own strength.

"Ah... I didn't expect it to... reach such a level...!!" Looking at Sukuna in such a posture in front of him, Lu Ziyunyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

His eyes were full of awe and yearning, as if he was looking at an unreachable mountain, "How... beautiful it is!!"

However, at this moment, the battle situation between the two was reversed in an instant.

Sukuna suddenly held the Shenwu Jie in his mouth, stepped forward, and with the advantage of four hands, he instantly repelled Lu Ziyunyi.

All this happened so fast that Lu Ziyunyi almost had no time to react.

"Ah!" Lu Ziyunyi, while flying backwards, suppressed his shock and launched a counterattack against Sukuna to resist this terrifying blow, "Dragon Scale!"

With his roar, a terrifying ray of lightning shot out from his hand and rushed towards Sukuna mercilessly.

However, facing the oncoming thunder, the expression on Sukuna's face did not change.

He seemed to be accustomed to all this, and just reminded Lu Ziyunyi lightly: "Get out of the way."

At the same time, the mouth on his abdomen began to chant a spell, preparing to resist this thunder blow. "Relieve!!"

As Sukuna's voice fell, an explosive slash instantly split the space.

The power of this slash was so great that it seemed that even the sky and the earth could change color.

Lu Ziyunyi dodged it narrowly, but his arm was almost cut off. He looked at the slashed earth in front of him in horror, and his heart was full of shock and fear.

At this moment, he finally understood the strength of Sukuna, and also understood the gap between himself and Sukuna.

"This is... the world-severing slash that ended Gojo Satoru!!" Lu Ziyunyi's voice floated in the wind, full of awe and despair.

He knew that it was a great honor for him to witness this scene with his own eyes. And what kind of attack Sukuna would be waiting for him next, he had no way of knowing...

"There was once a fool who preached 'love' to me." Sukuna stood on a ruin, staring at the injured Lu Ziyunyi in front of him.

The air around was filled with smoke and blood, as if it was the aftermath of a war. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Sukuna's body, stretching his figure long, like a demon from the abyss.

He stopped attacking, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and continued: "She claimed that I didn't know what love was, and said that I was lonely because there was no one equal to me."

Su Nuo twisted his neck and made a gurgling sound. His words revealed a deep helplessness and loneliness, as if he were an orphan abandoned by the world.

"I understand what she meant, but being said 'I don't know' still makes me a little surprised." A trace of confusion and pain flashed in Su Nuo's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination and indifference, "She I made a mistake in preaching to the wrong person, I should talk about 'love' to you and Gojo Satoru."

At this point, Su Nuo's tone became a little mocking. He waved the Shenwu Jie in his hand, slashed out a sharp sword energy, and blew away the smoke and dust on the ground.

"It's not that you don't know, but that you simply can't understand... right?" A sneer appeared on Su Nuo's lips, as if he was mocking the world.

Lu Ziyun was a little confused when he heard this. He frowned, trying to find more information from Su Nuo's words. However, Su Nuo did not give him this chance.

"You were once a strong man, right?" Su Nuo asked while waving the Shenwujie in his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded, and countless gravel and dust flew out.

Su Nuo used this power to instantly arrive behind Lu Ziyunyi.

Bang bang bang——

Su Nuo's four hands attacked continuously like lightning, each strike containing terrifying power.

Although Lu Ziyunyi was also a strong man, under Su Nuo's attack, he was unable to defeat him with two fists and was knocked away time and time again.

In the smoke and dust, Su Nuo's figure was looming. He is like a god of death from the underworld, wielding a scythe to harvest life.

Lu Ziyunyi, on the other hand, was like a bird trapped in a net, unable to break free from Su Nuo's shackles.

"There must be many fierce men who have challenged you and tried their best. But those people may not necessarily curse you." Su Nuo continued calmly, as if telling an ancient and cruel story, " Some of them wanted your approval, some of them wanted to identify themselves, and you took their lives."

Su Nuo's words revealed a deep sadness and helplessness. He seemed to be accusing Lu Ziyunyi of being indifferent and ruthless, and he seemed to feel sorry for the lives lost.

At this moment, Lu Ziyun fell into deep contemplation. He recalled the battles and killings he had done, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

It was a mixture of awe of life and helplessness towards fate, which made him feel extremely painful and struggling.

Above the ruins, the two strong men stared at each other.

Their eyes were full of complex and profound emotions, as if they were engaged in a soul dialogue and contest.

The outcome of this dialogue and contest will determine their future destiny and the direction of the world.

At this point, Su Nuo's lips curved into a more mocking arc: "Didn't you just ask me how to interact with others and how to treat others with compassion? Isn't this just kindness?"

His voice echoed across the empty battlefield, carrying an indescribable sadness.

The surrounding air seemed to have solidified, leaving only Su Nuo and Lu Ziyun facing each other.

In the distance, wars raged and smoke filled the air, but at this moment, there was only each other in their world.

"We are loved just because we are strong. At the same time, we are also giving back this love." Su Nuo continued, his eyes were deep and confused, "However, despite this, we are still melancholy and lonely. So I I just said, you are a luxury person.”

When Lu Ziyun heard this, he smiled silently. There was endless bitterness and helplessness hidden in his smile: "Are you satisfied like this? Then why do you still need to divide your soul and cross time and space even if you transform into a curse?"

Su Nuo replied calmly: "You can only make a conclusion after you understand it. Love, to me, is very boring."

He raised his head and looked at the distant sky, "I have never thought about relying on others for satisfaction. Eat if you want, kill if you are an eyesore. If you find it interesting, just have fun. I am just living as I want. If If others find it unreasonable, that’s their problem.”

Lu Ziyunyi said nothing, he just stared at Su Nuo silently.

He knew that there was an untouchable world hidden deep inside this man.

At this moment, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense.

They launched an attack at the same time, and for a moment, the battlefield was filled with fire and sword energy.

After a fierce battle, the two finally decided the winner.

But Su Nuo showed no signs of stagnation. He chuckled and turned to look up high: "Coming?"

In mid-air, a huge field shattered. The figures of Shokinji and Rime emerged from it, and they didn't seem to know the winner.

At the same time, two figures quickly swept towards the battlefield.

One person is Xuan Hao who came for reinforcements, and the other person is Hikari Hiromi who holds the Hammer of Judgment.

Seeing Xuan Hao's arrival, Su Nuo grinned contemptuously: "What can you do?"

His voice was full of disdain and defiance.

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At the boundary of Gosho Lake in Iwate Prefecture, the night is as dark as ink, with only weak lights flickering in the distance.

On the quiet lake, occasionally a few water birds pass by, causing ripples.

However, under this calm appearance, there are endless crises hidden.

"What on earth is going on!?" A curly-haired woman ran desperately on the forest path, her face full of fear and confusion.

She didn't understand why this once peaceful barrier had become such a terrifying place.

"Did he start to give up on himself? Because the death game called Death and Return failed to be established?"

She guessed in her heart while running.

She knew that the owner of this barrier was an extremely powerful and mysterious magician.

He had formulated many rules to make the magicians in the barrier kill each other in order to select the strongest existence. However, those rules were circumvented by awakened magicians again and again.

"Then the successive additions of general rules are all to avoid compulsory mutual slaughter, right? I'm afraid it's the result of the full struggle of awakened magicians who are resistant to killing?"

She panted and continued to guess.

She felt that her guess was getting closer and closer to the truth.

However, at this moment, she suddenly felt a strong breath approaching.

She looked back and saw a huge water ball flying towards her.

She was so scared that her soul was gone. She wanted to dodge but it was too late.

The water ball instantly wrapped around her head, making it impossible for her to breathe.

"Seasoning, if the taste is light, add more, if it is too strong, dilute it." A figure in a black robe smiled faintly on the tree next to her.

His voice was cold and ruthless, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

He was Juansuo, the master of this barrier.

The curly-haired woman struggled desperately in the water. She wanted to break free from the bondage, but found that she couldn't do it at all.

Her hair suddenly spun at high speed, turning into a drill and shooting towards the silk rope on the tree.

This was her last counterattack. She hoped to break the bondage and regain her freedom.

However, Juansuo easily dodged the attack. He jumped down from the tree and came to the curly-haired woman.

He looked down at her, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes.

"Oh, although I have never invested my feelings, I sometimes feel that this may be a pity." Juansuo said, reaching out and flicking the water ball wrapped around the curly-haired woman's head.

The water ball shattered instantly, and the curly-haired woman breathed in fresh air, finally breaking free from the hands of death.

She collapsed on the ground, looking at Juan Suo in front of her. She knew that the reason she was able to survive was entirely because Juan Suo let her go.

However, she didn't understand why Juan Suo did this.