Chapter 1384
Sukuna Oni: The World Where Only I Am Wounded Has Been Achieved
Just one glance.
Ida Iryu's hand, which was resting on the hilt of the sword, froze.
He visibly took a half-step back, and for the first time, a crack appeared on his warrior-like face, as if he had seen something completely beyond his comprehension.
He sensed the intense, overwhelming resentment and murderous aura emanating from Cui Ming. It was not the aura of a human; it belonged to a monster cloaked in human skin, a hundred times more ferocious than Sukuna Oni.
Ida Ryu subconsciously said to Sukuna Oni, "Why don't we join forces?"
His voice was very serious, so serious that there was not a trace of joking in it, and it even carried a hint of sincere suggestion.
"How about we join forces, Sukuna-ki?"
Su Na Gui was dumbfounded.
Its ghostly eyes were wide open, and even its ghostly form forgot to tremble. It just stared blankly at the mortal enemy in front of it, who had once split it in two and sealed it away for hundreds of years.
"What did you say?"
Sukuna-ki's voice trembled uncontrollably, carrying a sense of collapse as if abandoned by the world.
"You...you didn't come here to kill me?! You're the one who chopped me into eight pieces back then! And now you want to team up with me?!"
Jing Tianjinglong's divine sense slowly turned its head and looked at Cui Ming again, a deep sense of apprehension flashing in its eyes.
His voice was deep and solemn, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Compared to Sukuna Oni Choi, this side is clearly more terrifying and less human."
He paused, and the phantom took a half step back. Although his hand was still on the hilt of the sword, his posture had changed from offensive to defensive, even carrying a hint of defensiveness.
"At least... you're a ghost, and he is."
Jing Tianjinglong did not finish speaking.
But his eyes said it all.
Sukuna-ki followed his gaze to Choi Myung, then looked at Iida Iryu, and suddenly felt a strange sense of identification.
It weakly raised its ghostly claw and patted Ida Iryu's shoulder. The ghostly figure nodded tremblingly.
"I know. I know this thing is weirder than both of us combined."
Cui Ming stood aside, calmly watching this scene.
His expression remained unchanged, his eyes still indifferent as if he were watching two ants discussing how to move house.
Cui Ming wasn't angry about the evaluation of Jing Tianjinglong.
after all
You know your own situation.
He even nodded slightly, speaking in a calm tone, his voice carrying that urgent yet unusually calm quality.
"Have you finished negotiating?"
Cui Ming took a step forward, his gaze sweeping over Ida Iryu and Sukuna Oni, as if checking the condition of the two items.
"Let's go together once we've discussed it. I'm in a hurry."
Ida Iryu and Sukunaki both froze at the same time.
The two former mortal enemies, who had fought to the death, now shrank back like two frightened quails, their eyes filled with the same thought.
"This world has truly gone mad."
Cui Ming waved his hand, interrupting the absurd eye contact between Ida Iryu and Sukuna Oni.
"Alright, don't get me wrong. I'm here to fight that ghost. The resentment on my body comes from killing those things, not from targeting you."
He spoke very quickly, as if he were in a hurry, but every word was crystal clear, and his fingers tapped impatiently on his side.
"Finish this quickly, I still need to go back and write a report."
Jing Tianjinglong's divine sense paused for a moment, his illusory figure leaning forward slightly to examine Cui Ming's eyes closely. There was no deception in those eyes, only an almost numb honesty, like the weariness of someone who had experienced countless life-and-death situations and was too lazy to lie.
Jingtian Jinglong was silent for a moment, then nodded, his hand returned to the hilt of his sword, and his aura instantly shifted from wariness to a sharp killing intent.
"I see. I was rude."
He slowly turned around, his gaze returning to Sukuna-ki, as if he were looking at a dish that had gone cold.
Sukuna was furious.
It watched helplessly as this guy, who had just been so sincere about "let's join forces," drew his phantom longsword without hesitation after hearing Cui Ming's three sentences, the tip of which was pointed directly at its own throat.
The ghostly figure of Sukuna trembled violently, its will-o'-the-wisps widened as if about to burst from their sockets, and it spewed out a thin breath of yin energy.
"Iida Iryu! Are you even human?! Oh, right, you're not human to begin with! But do you have any dignity as a samurai?! You just said you wanted to team up with me! You just said 'Let's team up'! I heard you clearly!!"
The voice of Sukuna was so shrill it cracked, filled with a sense of grief and indignation at being betrayed by the whole world. Its claws pounded the ground wildly, sending up a shower of pebbles.
"Your change of heart is faster than turning the pages of a book! Have you lost your conscience?! No! You have absolutely no conscience!!"
Jing Tianjinglong's divine sense remained unchanged. His illusory figure lowered its center of gravity slightly, assuming a standard sword-drawing stance, and spoke calmly as if he were describing the weather.
"My samurai instincts tell me that the one I just spoke to was more dangerous than you; this is a strategic assessment."
He paused, a cold glint appearing on the blade, his voice carrying a nonchalant air of matter-of-fact.
"Now that the danger is over, you should die."
Sukuna-ki's face was twisted into a ball, as if it had been punched ten times at once, and even its howl was stuck in its throat.
It trembled as it raised its ghostly claws, pointing at Jing Tianjinglong, then at Cui Ming, and finally clutched its chest, letting out a heart-wrenching wail.
"Liars! You're all liars! Each one of you is more shameless than the last! I'll never trust humans again!!"
Cui Ming stood to the side, arms crossed, watching this scene. His lips seemed to twitch slightly, but his tone remained urgent and urging.
"Hurry up, isn't it tiring to hold the knife that high?"
Jing Tianjinglong nodded, raising his blade high.
"As ordered."
Sukuna-ki closed his demon eyes in despair, collapsed beside the stone box, and was still muttering weakly.
"This world is beyond saving. They even deceive ghosts."
Cui Ming took out his communicator and tapped rapidly on it, speaking as fast as if he were rushing to catch a train.
"Bombing squadron, keep going, blast Sukuna-ki out of here!"
His voice was urgent, but his eyes were as calm as if he were watching a fireworks display.
"Don't stop until the core of the mountain is exposed."
The pilot responded via the communicator.
"Roger that, Captain, fourth round of bombing begins."
Jing Tianjinglong's divine sense paused for a moment, and the illusory figure tilted its head slightly, seemingly hesitant about this approach.
"In my opinion, we should directly charge into the mountains."
"No need for that."
Cui Ming waved his hand, turned around and walked down the mountain quickly, as if something urgent was waiting for him.
"Come with me, let's get some distance away so we don't get hit by the rocks."
Jing Tianjinglong's divine sense paused for a moment, then sheathed his sword, his illusory figure drifting as he followed Cui Ming's steps. (End of Chapter)