Chapter 231

Soul Palace.

After collecting a large amount of mysterious substances in the One Punch Man world, the synthesis of the special potion to break the limiter had reached its final stage.

Pirate Chu Yang wanted to remain calm, but cold sweat always leaked from his forehead.

He was too nervous; finding this mysterious substance was one thing, but turning it into a potion to break the limiter was another.

More importantly, it only existed during the period of breaking the limiter; once the breakthrough was completed, it would cease to exist.

It didn't exist in Saitama's body, and it had also disappeared from Mumen Rider's body.

If the potion synthesis failed, they would have to choose new experimental subjects for testing.

It was difficult to find suitable experimental subjects in the One Punch Man world; it was even possible they didn't exist.

A group of people surrounded the instrument, their expressions serious and nervous, looking somewhat like family members waiting outside a hospital delivery room.

Ding~ Ding~ Ding~ Continuous prompt sounds rang out, each one seemingly knocking on everyone's hearts.

Until the last green light lit up.

Pirate Chu Yang carefully took out a tube of nearly transparent reagent from the instrument and displayed it before the others.

"Who's drinking it?"

Pirate Chu Yang asked at the top of his lungs, looking very excited.

"It's the same whoever drinks it, hurry up!"

Naruto Chu Yang was anxious, licking his lips frequently.

"Give it to me!"

Magic Chu Yang snatched the reagent from Pirate Chu Yang's hand and poured it all into his mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't be in such a hurry!"

Demon Slayer Chu Yang reached out to grab the potion, but only ended up with an empty tube.

"You were a bit slow."

Magic Chu Yang took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, his movements as gentle as a noble gentleman who had just finished drinking red wine.

"How does it feel?"

Everyone looked at him curiously.

"No feeling, it's just like drinking water. Are you sure the potion synthesis was successful?"

Magic Chu Yang raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a bit of doubt.

"It's normal to have no feeling." One Punch Chu Yang reminded: "Saitama and Mumen Rider also had no feeling when they broke their limiters; it takes time."

Pirate Chu Yang frowned and said: "Then what should we do now?"

"What to do?" One Punch Chu Yang spread his hands helplessly: "Wait for it to take effect. The greatest significance of this thing is to help us accommodate multiple bloodlines."

"Thinking of becoming like Saitama overnight is impossible. Increasing the upper limit does not mean increasing strength; at least in the short term, the two are not the same concept."

Xianxia Chu Yang asked: "Otherwise, let's extract the Nv Wa bloodline we have on hand and try transplanting it once."

"The Chi You bloodline obtained from Jiang Cheng and Mo Zun Zhong Lou is too tyrannical; we still need to purify it a few more times to get the Shen Nong bloodline, so let's put it aside for now."

Magic Chu Yang hesitated: "The Nv Wa bloodline is indeed relatively mild, but if the potion doesn't take effect, being mild is useless."

"The stronger the physique, the more severe the conflict and rejection reactions produced by different bloodline factors; no matter how mild the Nv Wa bloodline is, it cannot change this point."

Although they had many life-saving means, no one dared to say they could definitely cure this kind of collapse at the genetic level originating from within the body.

The palace fell into a brief silence.

"Then let's wait a bit longer, wait for it to take effect before talking." Demon Slayer Chu Yang said in a deep voice: "Anyway, I practice every day, and I do no less than Saitama."

The reason everyone was getting stronger every second was that Demon Slayer Chu Yang was practicing the Breathing of the Source twenty-four hours a day without interruption.

"Then let's do that."

The others nodded one after another and then left the palace.

Only Jujutsu Chu Yang looked preoccupied.

Jujutsu World.

The reformist faction led by Chu Yang was sweeping through the entire Jujutsu world; not only were the corrupt high-level officials of the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College purged, but the Kyoto Prefectural Curse Technical College also did not escape.

The three major families united to oppose Chu Yang's violent reform model, and the outcome naturally went without saying; even Gojo Satoru had lost, let alone them.

Welcoming them was naturally another wave of major purges.

Before the Cursed Spirits could even make a move, the Jujutsu world had already been severely damaged under Chu Yang's sweeping reforms.

A large number of Jujutsu sorcerers who opposed Chu Yang became Curse Users and united with the Cursed Spirits to resist Chu Yang.

If it weren't for some companions from the technical college by his side, Chu Yang's position would be almost the same as Sukuna's a thousand years ago, becoming the target of public criticism in his own era.

Gojo Satoru, who lost the duel, chose to remain neutral; he didn't think Chu Yang was right, but he didn't oppose the other party's approach either.

Someone on the Curse User side had quietly contacted Gojo Satoru, roughly meaning they wanted to unite his power to eradicate Chu Yang, but Gojo Satoru did not agree; instead, he turned around and slaughtered the Curse Users, drawing a clear line with this group of people.

In his view, the disagreement between him and Chu Yang was a difference of opinion, not a difference of principle; both wanted to change the corruption of the Jujutsu world, just choosing different ways.

As for who was right and who was wrong, time would tell; perhaps decades later, future generations would agree with Chu Yang's actions at this moment.

The fighting in the Jujutsu world became increasingly intense, but because of Chu Yang's existence, the technical college side held an absolute advantage.

However, the overly intense fighting inevitably affected the lives of ordinary people, and the authorities had come forward more than once to warn the technical college about its radical behavior.

In order to protect the lives of ordinary people, the technical college side had to restrain itself a bit, giving the Cursed Spirits a breathing space.

Both sides fell into a brief peace.

Chu Yang had been searching for Kenjaku, even going overseas for this; the quieter and more low-key this guy was, the more unsettling it made people feel.

"I should have just killed him directly back then."

Chu Yang, who always hated trouble, had gotten himself into a big trouble this time.

And bigger trouble was yet to come.

From a certain point in time, Chu Yang had never received contact from the technical college again, which made him feel something was wrong.

When he returned to Japan again, he found that the entire island nation had fallen into a huge barrier.

Not just parts of the region, but every place was shrouded in a huge 【Curtain】.

The black curtain cut off all contact.

For such a massive technique, there was only one limiting condition: it refused Chu Yang's entry.

"The Culling Game really did happen after all..."

Chu Yang recalled the discussions of the people in the Soul Palace; everyone believed that Kenjaku would not give up on the Culling Game, and the result was indeed so.

"Unfortunately, you used Jujutsu."

Chu Yang stood in the air, 【Fengdu】 floating by his side, Yellow Springs water surging out and washing over the huge "black egg" below.

The Yellow Springs was the most effective at restraining cursed energy; no Jujutsu could resist the power from the Nine Nether Hells. In this world, Chu Yang was the absolute king.

Before long, the "black egg" revealed a gap, and Chu Yang flew in.

He could also choose to completely eliminate the existence of the 【Curtain】, but that would require a lot of time; it was better to go in directly and kill Kenjaku.

On the other side, Kenjaku also sensed Chu Yang's existence; in his astonishment, he did not hesitate to change the rules of the game.

Kill Chu Yang.

This was the only rule of the Culling Game!

Why can't I get rid of you after hiding for so long? Why do you always have to destroy my plans?! Why can you kill Sukuna, what right do you have to kill Sukuna?!! You are like a persistent ghost!

Persistent ghost!

Kenjaku was nearly insane; he had laid low for a long time for today, deliberately letting Chu Yang think he was overseas, and after finally waiting for the other party to go out, he spent all his efforts to set up a huge 【Curtain】, only for it to be broken so easily. Kenjaku couldn't understand why everything about this man couldn't be explained by the common sense of the Jujutsu world.

He was no longer the original Kenjaku; after obtaining Tengen's body, he had completed an evolution.

Now he was powerful enough to change the rules of the Culling Game at will.

But he still couldn't stop that man.

It was as if all the rules of this world couldn't restrict him.

"I will give up all my hard work so far just to make you die here!"

As Kenjaku's resentful voice rang out, all players participating in the Culling Game would view Chu Yang as their only target.

As long as they killed him, the Culling Game would end completely; otherwise, they would fight in the barrier for all eternity.

Until their souls were annihilated!

Cursed Spirits and Curse Users already viewed Chu Yang as a mortal enemy; Kenjaku didn't need to say much—as long as there was an opportunity, they would definitely kill Chu Yang.

The Jujutsu sorcerers immediately split into two factions; one faction chose to remain neutral and wait for the development of events, with the people from the three major families being the most numerous among them.

After experiencing Chu Yang's purges, the influence of the three major families in the Jujutsu world had plummeted and could no longer return to their former glory; it was impossible to say they had no resentment.

The other faction chose to support Chu Yang, mainly consisting of students from the two technical colleges, but some people in the two technical colleges also chose to remain neutral and had no intention of helping Chu Yang.

Among them was the principal of the Kyoto Prefectural Curse Technical College.

"That guy is the reason for the turmoil in the Jujutsu world; his danger even exceeds Ryomen Sukuna. If the Jujutsu world is destroyed one day, it must be because of him!"

Gakuganji Yoshinobu stated his position.

"Old man, if you do this, we in Kyoto won't be able to hold our heads high in the future."

Todo Aoi narrowed his eyes, his voice low and angry.

"Even if I don't do this, Kyoto has no foothold."

Gakuganji Yoshinobu shook his head.

"Stubborn old guy!"

Todo Aoi spat on the ground in anger and then walked toward the other technical college, "From today on, I am not a student of this school!"

As he left, students followed one after another; only Kamo Noritoshi, who came from the three major families, stood firmly by Gakuganji Yoshinobu's side.

The group was about to leave to find Chu Yang.

"Gojo Satoru, are you really willing to lose to that person?"

Gakuganji Yoshinobu suddenly looked at Gojo Satoru in the crowd and asked loudly.

Gojo Satoru picked his ear and said with a strange expression: "No way, old man, you actually want to turn me against him? This plot is too cliché."

"Can we talk privately next time? With so many people around, how can I agree to you?!"

Gakuganji Yoshinobu's breathing became rapid as he listened to the other party's teasing tone; he was clearly angry.

"I indeed don't agree with Yang's approach, but there is one thing he is right about..."

Gojo Satoru said indifferently: "You old guys really should be cleaned up."

Chu Yang was searching for Kenjaku's aura everywhere, but saw a tall figure on the street.

All around him were corpses—some human, some Cursed Spirits.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood piled up at his feet, the blood flowing like a river, like a fiercely burning flame, showing his supreme majesty.

The majesty of a tyrant.

"Toji Fushiguro?"

The figure in front of him had no trace of cursed energy, yet was still terrifyingly powerful; there was only one such person in the history of the Jujutsu world.

"Sorcerer Killer" Toji Fushiguro! Unfortunately, the Toji Fushiguro in front of him only had the instinct to kill and could not respond to Chu Yang with words; the only response was a nunchaku-style cursed tool.

"Whoosh~~~"

The sound of breaking air came.

The cursed tool emitted a blast like a firecracker in mid-air! "Not bad."

Appreciation flashed in Chu Yang's eyes; he pointed his fingers to form a sword, and sword qi condensed at his fingertips, emitting a sword hum like a real sword.

With a flick of his arm, the sword qi bloomed with light, turning into silver lotus flowers that landed on the cursed tool.

The cursed tool shattered instantly, turning into a pile of iron filings that drifted away with the wind.

Toji Fushiguro's pupils shrank, and alarm bells rang in his heart!

When he looked up at Chu Yang again, a fierce and terrifying aura rushed toward him, like a beast descending from the primordial world.

That strange man raised his fist! Toji Fushiguro suddenly felt that the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, the world suddenly lost its color, his heart beat violently, and only buzzing sounds remained in his ears.

The fist fell, and the world overturned!

The entire street seemed to be completely flipped over, and the violent shaking made Toji Fushiguro unable to stand.

In an instant, a huge force landed on him.

Toji Fushiguro opened his eyes wide in anger, crossing his arms in front of his chest to protect himself, his muscles knotted and veins bulging, seemingly wanting to resist head-on.

The next moment, his body was like a shattered porcelain vase, densely covered with blood patterns.

BOOM!!! Toji Fushiguro was like being hit by a truck, flying backward.

Gojo Satoru and his group heard the huge sound, and when they arrived at the destination, they happened to see this scene.

Toji Fushiguro landed right at their feet.

"Toji Fushiguro?!"

Gojo Satoru was a bit dazed.

Megumi Fushiguro in the crowd heard this name, his body trembled violently, and he immediately pushed through the crowd to step forward.

Looking at the strange yet familiar face on the ground, he didn't know what to say.

"Not a resurrection, but a kind of alternative rebirth; it won't last long, it's Kenjaku's handiwork."

Chu Yang walked over from across the street.

The evolved Kenjaku didn't know what method he used to resurrect Toji Fushiguro; now he was completely controlled by Kenjaku and had no reason to speak of.

However, Chu Yang's punch just now destroyed Kenjaku's technique, allowing him to be sober for a while, but he would disappear completely before long.

"If you have anything to say, hurry up, otherwise there won't be a chance."

Chu Yang reminded Megumi Fushiguro, who was still in a daze, and then signaled for the others to follow him, leaving some space for the father and son.

"Was that the legendary Sorcerer Killer just now?"

Maki Zenin looked back every three steps, her gaze always unwilling to leave the dying Toji Fushiguro.

"The person who can withstand a punch from Senior Yang without dying must be him, right?" Yuji Itadori replied leisurely while holding his head.

"You are a bit disrespectful to the Sorcerer Killer by saying that." Panda reminded from the side.

"I'm praising him; are there many people who can withstand Senior Yang's punch?" Yuji Itadori asked back.

Everyone fell into silence.

"Except for Gojo-sensei, there really isn't..."

Nobara Kugisaki couldn't help but sigh.

"To be honest, I can't even tell who the Sorcerer Killer is; I didn't feel the existence of cursed energy in that punch just now."

Maki Zenin suddenly stopped and asked a suffocating question.

"Do you think that is power a human can possess?"

(End of chapter)