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"I'll give up everything I've worked for until now, just to make you die here!"
With the passing of time, the scenery became increasingly chaotic and unpredictable.
Only by killing him will the cycle of death and destruction end completely; otherwise, they will fight each other in the barrier for eternity.
Until the soul is annihilated!
The cursed spirits and the curse masters already considered Chu Yang their mortal enemy; there was no need for further discussion.
The sorcerers immediately split into two factions. One faction chose to remain neutral and wait to see how things would develop, and this faction consisted mostly of members from the three major families.
After Chu Yang's purge, the influence of the three major families in the world of sorcery plummeted, and they could never regain their former glory. It's impossible for them not to harbor resentment.
The other faction, mainly composed of students from the two vocational colleges, chose to support Chu Yang, but some students from the two vocational colleges also chose to remain neutral and had no intention of helping Chu Yang.
Among them was the principal of Kyoto Prefectural College.
"That guy is the cause of the turmoil in the world of jutsu. His harm is even greater than that of Ryoumen Sukuna. If the world of jutsu is ever destroyed, it will definitely be because of him!"
Rakuganji Yoshinobu stated his position.
"Grandpa, if you do this, we in Kyoto will never be able to hold our heads up in public again."
Higashido Aoi narrowed her eyes, her voice low and angry.
“Even without this, there is no place to stand in Kyoto.”
Rakuganji Yoshinobu shook his head.
"Stubborn old man!"
Higashido Aoi angrily spat on the ground, then walked towards another high school, declaring, "From today onwards, I am no longer a student at this school!"
As he left, one by one the students followed him away, except for Kamo Kenki, who came from one of the three great families, who stood firmly by Rakuganji Yoshinobu's side.
The group was about to leave to find Chu Yang.
"Gojo Satoru, are you really willing to lose to that person?"
Rakuganji Yoshinobu suddenly looked at Gojo Satoru in the crowd and loudly questioned him.
Gojo Satoru picked at his ear and said with a strange expression, "No way, old man, you actually want to turn me against you? This plot is too cliché."
"Could we talk privately next time? How can I agree to that with so many people around?!"
Hearing the teasing tone in the other person's voice, Yoshinobu Rakuganji's breathing became rapid, clearly indicating that he was angry.
"I do disagree with Yang's approach, but there's one thing he did right..."
Gojo Satoru said indifferently, "You old guys really need to be cleaned up."
……
Chu Yang searched everywhere for the salvage, but found nothing.
He was surrounded by corpses, both human and cursed spirits.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood piled up at his feet, flowing like rivers of blood, displaying his supreme majesty.
The majesty of a tyrant.
"Fu Heishen?"
The figure before them possessed no trace of magical power, yet remained terrifyingly powerful; there had only been one such person in the history of the sorcery world.
"Heaven and Tyrant" Fuheishen!
Unfortunately, the man before him, Fuheishen, was only driven by his killing instincts and could not respond to Chu Yang with words. All he could do was use nunchaku-like magical implements to respond to him.
"Whoo~~~"
The sound of breaking through the air came.
The magical implements exploded in mid-air like firecrackers!
"good."
Appreciation flashed in Chu Yang's eyes. He formed a sword with his fingers, and sword energy condensed at his fingertips, emitting a sword cry just like a real sword.
With a flick of his arm, sword energy burst forth, transforming into countless silver lotus blossoms that landed on the spell implement.
The magical implement shattered instantly, turning into a clump of iron filings that drifted away with the wind.
Fu Heishen'er's pupils contracted, and alarm bells rang in his mind!
When he looked up at Chu Yang again, a fierce and terrifying aura rushed towards him, like a beast descending from the primordial world.
The stranger raised his fist!
Fuheshen suddenly felt a terrifying silence around him, as if the world had suddenly lost its color, his heart was pounding violently, and all he could hear was a buzzing sound in his ears.
The fist fell, and the world collapsed!
The entire street seemed to turn upside down, the violent shaking making it impossible for Fuhesh to stand.
Instantly, a tremendous force struck him.
Fuheishen'er's eyes were wide open in anger, his arms were crossed in front of him to protect himself, his muscles were bulging and his veins were popping, as if he wanted to take the hit head-on.
The next moment, his body was like a shattered porcelain vase, covered with dense blood streaks.
boom! ! !
Fuhesh was thrown backward as if he had been hit by a truck.
When Gojo Satoru and his group heard the loud noise and arrived at their destination, they witnessed this scene.
Fuheshel landed at their feet.
"Fuheishener?!"
Gojo Satoru was somewhat dazed.
Upon hearing this name, Fushiguro Megumi, who was in the crowd, trembled violently and immediately pushed through the crowd to step forward.
Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar face on the ground, he didn't know what to say.
"It's not resurrection, it's more like a form of rebirth through possession, and it won't last long. It's a dead end!"
Chu Yang walked over from across the street.
The evolved Tartars are now devoid of reason and logic.
However, Chu Yang's punch just now destroyed the sword, so the sword could not be used to attack the enemy.
"Hurry up and say what you have to say, or you won't have another chance."
Chu Yang reminded Fu Hei Hui, who was still in a daze, and then gestured for the others to follow him, giving the father and son some space.
"Was that the legendary Heavenly Tyrant just now?"
Zenji Maki turned back every three steps, her gaze never leaving the dying Fushiguro Jinji.
"Someone who can withstand a punch from Senior Yang and survive must be someone, right?" Itachi replied leisurely, holding his head.
"You're being a bit disrespectful to Heaven and the tyrant," the panda reminded him from the side.
"I'm praising him. There are many people who can withstand Senior Yang's punches," Tiger Rod retorted.
Everyone fell silent.
"Besides Gojo-sensei, there really isn't anyone else..."
Kugizaki Nobara couldn't help but sigh.
"To be honest, I can't even tell who is the Heavenly Tyrant and who is the Tyrant. I didn't sense any magical power in that punch just now."
Zenin Maki suddenly stopped and uttered a suffocating question.
"Do you think that's a power that humans can possess?"
Chapter 232 Infinite Reincarnation! Vacation!
Fuhesh'er's physical strength relies on the power of the heavens and the curse, at the cost of having absolutely no curse power.
What is the source of Chu Yang's strength?
Is it possible to possess a body like that of a god or demon without paying any price?
Questions arose in everyone's minds, and their gazes naturally fell upon that imposing figure.
Gojo Satoru and Chu Yang walked at the very front of the group.
"What are you going to do next?"
"They killed Ao!"
"Given the current situation, it may not be easy."
"But it's not difficult either."
"The way you talk now is just like I used to."
"Why aren't you saying it now? Is it because you don't like it?"