Chapter 2

That maggot cursed spirit gained the ability to move, and opened its huge mouth to swallow Li An whole.

Li An, however, raised his right hand with an indifferent gaze and clenched it in the air.

That maggot cursed spirit was as if seized by an invisible giant hand, then crushed into powder.

"Is this Rimuru's peak power?" Li An looked at his own right hand and could not help sighing, "It's too strong!"

Unfortunately, the template can only be used three times, and each time it can only last for 24 hours.

Just thinking about wasting one use of this ultimate trump card on a low-level cursed spirit made him somewhat furious!

"Cursed spirits, and Xia Youjie, all of you deserve to die!" Li An's heart was filled with rage.

At this moment, the "Demon King Pressure" and "Dragon Spirit Domineering Aura" emanating from his body made the entire world tremble.

At the same very moment, Gojo Satoru, who was currently in Shinjuku beating up Miguel, Xia Youjie, who had infiltrated Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, and the principal of Kyoto Jujutsu High, Ryou Ishizu Yoshinobu, along with the heads of the three great Jujutsu families, all the strong practitioners of the entire Jujutsu Society, and even Tsukumo Yuki, who was abroad — all of their faces changed drastically!

That suffocating pressure gave them their very first impression: a god descending to the mortal world!

Even the legendary King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna, appeared as weak as an ant before this pressure.

Gojo Satoru, also in the Shinjuku district, felt it most keenly. He lifted the black cloth strip over his eyes, activated his Six Eyes at full power, and looked toward the place where Li An was.

"Hey, hey, hey, for real? This is way too exaggerated!" Gojo Satoru was no longer his usual playful self; his expression became extraordinarily solemn.

At this moment, he could only pray that Li An was not a cursed spirit.

If Li An were a cursed spirit, then humanity in this world would be finished.