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"Why...don't you just die?"
"Living... is so painful..."
"Jump...and everything will be over..."
Countless voices whispered in the minds of Itadori, Fushiguro, and Kugizaki, tempting them to give up resistance and end their lives. Fushiguro's face turned deathly pale instantly; the world in his eyes began to distort—his childhood misfortunes, his sister's fate, the helplessness in battle—all negative emotions were magnified countless times. Kugizaki Nobara's breathing became rapid; she thought of Saori, of the rural town she could never return to, and a sense of meaninglessness gripped her heart. Itadori Yuujin's body trembled slightly; his grandfather's deceased face and the people he had failed to save flashed before his eyes.
Standing at a distance, Moth Zhengdao's expression changed. He was about to release Cursed Corpse to interrupt the students' corrupted state with a physical impact.
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"Don't worry, Principal."
Gojo Satoru raised his hand to stop him, his tone as relaxed as if he were watching an interesting drama, "This is the focus of the practical lesson."
He simply snapped his fingers.
High-intensity mental pollution detected. Meme type: despair, nihilism. Reverse analysis in progress... Mental protective field activated.
Kasumigaoka Utaha's calm voice rang out through everyone's headphones.
Almost simultaneously, the devices on the wrists of the three—Itadori, Itadori, and their companions—illuminated with a soft white light. A cool, absolutely rational "power" instantly enveloped their consciousness. The tempting whispers were instantly blocked, like a radio station with its signal cut off. The amplified negative emotions quickly subsided, and their thoughts became crystal clear once more.
The pressure is gone.
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, each seeing lingering fear and shock in the other's eyes.
At this moment, the three deployed beacons finally resonated.
Om-!
Three golden beams of light shot into the sky from the ground, converging in mid-air to form a huge, slowly rotating golden energy field, like a sacred cage, completely enveloping the enormous body of the "Death Seeker".
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The "Death Seeker" let out an even more piercing roar. It could feel that the "curse" that made up its body was being forcibly dismantled by an incomprehensible force.
It is not being destroyed, but rather being "decomposed".
The despair that constituted its body was filtered and neutralized by the golden energy field, transforming into the purest concept of "peace." The immense cursed power was stripped away and purified, turning into a pure flow of energy that was continuously absorbed by the beacon. Countless pained faces appeared on the giant's body, only to quickly dissolve, their expressions shifting from hatred and despair to relief.
Finally, after the massive body was completely disintegrated, only a fist-sized, extremely concentrated black core of resentment remained, floating within the pillar of light. The energy of the pillar of light intensified again, slowly peeling away the core as well.
Thousands of tiny, soul-like points of light, varying in size, were released from the core of the resentment. Like lost fireflies, they floated aimlessly in mid-air.
Just then, it was as if a rift had been torn open in the sky. An incredibly soft and warm white light descended from the heavens, precisely enveloping these souls. It was the "light of guidance" from the underworld.
The souls seemed to have found their final resting place, no longer lost, and one by one they plunged into the light and disappeared.
The golden beam of light slowly dissipated, and the three beacons ceased functioning. The forest was still the same forest, but the thick, despairing atmosphere in the air had vanished, replaced by a freshness like that after a rain. A few clear birdsongs could even be heard in the distance.
The entire "exorcism" process took less than ten minutes. There were zero casualties, zero losses, and a huge amount of magical energy was even "recovered".
Moth stood frozen in place, staring at the scene before him, then at the three boys and girls who had regained their composure. He opened his mouth, but found himself speechless. The sorcerer's fighting style, which he had learned and upheld throughout his life, seemed so primitive, brutal, and even laughable in the face of this sight.
at the same time.
On a secret online forum in the world of sorcery that requires multiple authentications to access, a pinned post was instantly detonated.
The post is titled: "[Celestial Council: Public Demonstration of 'Exorcism' in the New Era]".
The video content is exactly what Yukichi recorded from multiple angles using a stealth drone, showing everything that just happened.
The number of viewers is skyrocketing at a rate of thousands per second.
Chapter 353 Questions and Answers Before the Throne
In the instant the space shifted, Yuji Itadori felt as if he had been thrown from a moldy basement directly into the central server of a futuristic science fiction movie.
One second it was a gloomy, damp forest, the next it was an endless expanse of pure white.
Beneath their feet lay a mirror-like floor, reflecting the infinitely extending dome above. The dome wasn't a solid structure, but rather composed of billions of flowing golden codes, slowly rotating like a galaxy, so profound that a single glance felt as if one's soul were being drawn in. All around, countless holographic screens of varying sizes floated, flashing with incomprehensible charts, data, and pulsating images of the world.
“This…this is…” Yuji Itadori stammered, his limited vocabulary completely unable to describe the scene before him.
Kugisaki Nobara was also stunned. She subconsciously wanted to find something to complain about, but found that any harsh words seemed pale and powerless in this sacred and vast space. She could only stand there like a country girl visiting the city for the first time, mouth agape, looking around blankly.
Fushiguro Megumi stared intently at one of the huge main screens, his brain racing, trying to understand and analyze, but all he got was a blank. All the knowledge he had acquired was meaningless here.
Although it wasn't their first time here, Gojo Satoru and Yagami Masamichi still felt a sense of awe, stemming from a profound understanding of life, every time they returned.
Their gazes, without prior agreement, fell upon the back of the man standing in front of the control panel.
Zhou Ye was standing in front of the largest holographic screen. What was displayed on the screen was not any corner of Earth, but a galaxy heading towards its end. The star was exhausting its last fuel, emitting a dark red light, and the surrounding planets had long since become cold, dead stars. The whole scene was filled with the irreversible stillness and coldness brought about by "heat death".
He stretched out his right hand and gently tapped the air with his index finger.
An incredibly complex golden rune flashed across the screen and was imprinted into the underlying laws of that decaying universe.
The next moment, a miracle happened.
On the screen, the dying galaxy resembled a film rewinding. A dead star suddenly erupted with blinding light, countless substances were drawn back into its core, and its time was forcibly reversed by a fraction of a second. Although it was only a negligible instant, the impact of this scene, which violated the ultimate laws of the universe, was more terrifying than any world-destroying force.
That is the power of creation and destruction.
The entire surveillance room was deathly silent; even breathing had ceased. The three members of the Itadori clan felt their worldviews utterly shattered and then rebuilt by that single finger strike.
Gojo Satoru watched this scene in silence for a long time. All the frivolous and nonchalant expressions on his face had faded, and his six azure eyes now reflected not the flow of cursed power, but a pure exploration of unknown forces.
He finally spoke, his voice a little dry, but exceptionally clear.
“BOSS…or rather, Chairman of the Board.”
"Are you... a god?"
This is a question that Masamichi Yagami wanted to ask, that Megumi Fushiguro wanted to ask, and that everyone who witnessed this scene wanted to ask. But only Satoru Gojo, the man who once stood at the pinnacle of the world, had the right and the courage to ask it.
Zhou Ye turned around, his expression calm, as if he had just casually closed a computer program.
"There have been quite a few similar job titles."
He answered casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
"But outside of work hours, I'm just an ordinary person with a little bit of strength."
He looked at the speechless crowd, his gaze lingering briefly on the three young men.
"Different levels of power lead to different views. To the ants, humans, who can easily build dams and bring floods, are gods."
This simple answer carries more weight than any exaggerated declaration.
God? This word itself is a powerless definition of a higher-dimensional being by a lower-dimensional being.
At this moment, Gojo Satoru, Yagami Masamichi, and even the three students truly felt the absolute dimensional gap that could not be measured by distance.
All their previous worries about the management team and their uncertainty about the future seemed utterly ridiculous at this moment. They were like a group of ants fighting tooth and nail over the ownership of a mound of dirt, yet worrying about whether the owner of a skyscraper would be harassed by another queen ant next door.
All the anxiety vanished. In its place came an unprecedented sense of anticipation and peace of mind for the future.
Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled; it was a genuine, utterly relieved smile.
He stepped forward, and amidst everyone's astonished gazes, knelt on one knee, lowering his proud head—a head he had never bowed to anyone before.
He performed the movement with incredible fluidity, without the slightest hesitation or strain.
"I, Gojo Satoru, am willing to serve the council."
For the first time in his life, he bowed so deeply to another person. This was not submission, but an acknowledgment, a following. It was the piety of a seeker who had found a higher and more profound "strongest."
Looking at his former student, whom he was most proud of and also most troubled by, Masamichi Yagami's eyes flashed with a complex emotion, but mostly with relief. He remained silent, stepped forward, and knelt down on one knee beside Satoru Gojo.
"The Night Moth is of the Right Path and is willing to serve the Council."
As Fushiguro Megumi watched this scene, he thought of his sister, the corrupt and decadent world of sorcery, and the "purification" that had just overturned his understanding of the world. Without hesitation, he followed and knelt on the other side of Gojo Satoru.
"Fuhei Hui, I am willing to serve you."
Kugizaki Nobara glanced at the men, pursed her lips, but her eyes shone brighter than ever before. She snorted, seemingly finding the posture a bit tacky, but still decisively knelt down on one knee.
"Kugizaki Nobara is willing to serve the council."
Finally, it was Hisahito Itadori. He was perhaps the one who thought the least, but felt the purest of all. He only knew that the man before him possessed the power to prevent all tragedies from happening again. He nodded vigorously and knelt down solemnly.
"Hirohito Itadori is willing to serve the council!"
Zhou Ye looked at the neatly arranged group of 0.3 people in front of him, nodded, and accepted their allegiance.
"Get up. The council doesn't bother with these formalities. From now on, you are the first members of the Sky Council's Special Disaster Response Department for Sun Island."
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Hisahito Itadori, who had just stood up.
That gaze seemed to pierce through Haddock's flesh and soul, directly seeing the other soul lurking within him, stirring restlessly under immense external pressure.
"Two-faced Sunu..."
Zhou Ye's tone was as if he were commenting on an interesting program bug.
"An interesting data redundancy. It's too deeply entangled with the host's soul; keeping it around will always be a hidden danger."
He looked at Haddock as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.
"It's time to clean up."
Chapter 354 The Two-Faced Sukuna Who Was Subdued Before He Even Had a Chance to Jump
Zhou Ye's words were like a precise command, instantly triggering the switch deepest within Itadori Yuujin's body.
"Ugh—!"
Haddock let out a suppressed roar of pain, his body trembling violently. Black lines, as if alive, spread with alarming speed from the corners of his eyes and cheeks, instantly covering half of his face and exposed skin. His once clear eyes were quickly replaced by an ancient and cruel crimson.
In the blink of an eye, control of the body was transferred.
"Polygonum cuspidatum!"
Megumi Fushiguro and Nobara Kugizaki exclaimed in surprise at the same time, instinctively adopting a defensive posture.
Gojo Satoru's eyes narrowed, and he instantly unleashed a ruthless technique, shielding the three students behind him. He stared intently at "Itadori Yuujin," who was twisting his neck and making cracking noises, and the atmosphere suddenly became incredibly tense.
"Two-Faced Su Nuo" opened his four eyes. He first looked around the unpleasantly pure white place with some confusion, and then his gaze locked onto Zhou Ye standing in front of the control panel.
An unprecedented sense of threat, so powerful it sent shivers down his spine, emanated from the man. But along with the threat arose a kind of excitement that comes from a powerful individual like Strong 02, when encountering prey of equal strength.
"Oh?"