area51novel Page 214
Page 214
But...
Ancient Sword!
The two Zanpakuto of the Grim Reaper Chu Yang are as follows: one is entirely black with golden patterns engraved on its blade, which converge into a great river filled with white bones, and a palace can be vaguely seen in the river.
The other sword is pure white, with blue patterns engraved on its blade. The patterns depict a sea of clouds, above which the sun, moon, and stars shine in all directions. Within the sea of clouds, a palace can also be vaguely seen.
The two palaces are remarkably similar to the Soul Palace beneath their feet.
"The final form of a Zanpakuto is related to the characteristics of its wielder."
What do these two swords represent?
Pirate Chu Yang looked curiously at Death God Chu Yang.
"soul."
Death God Chu Yang's words were concise and to the point.
soul!
Everyone is chewing on this word over and over again.
Their souls ultimately belong to the same person; they are both independent individuals and part of a whole.
This magnificent palace of souls connects them.
What is the name of your Zanpakuto?
"Spells," Chu Yang suddenly asked.
"Fengdu...Tianque..."
The Grim Reaper Chu Yang gripped two Zanpakuto in his hands, his eyes gleaming.
"The highest palace in the heavens and the deepest palace in the netherworld? It seems like we're destined to be obsessed with palaces our whole lives!" Naruto Chu Yang complained.
As the fog descends, the "Chu Yangs" begin to return to their respective worlds.
……
The world of spells.
Chu Yang swallowed Su Nuo's finger, and the violent curse power swept around, but in an instant, it returned to calm again.
Chu Yang was as quiet as if he were dead.
Gojo Satoru had already removed his black blindfold, preparing to deal with the worst-case scenario.
"Although it's only one of the twenty fingers, its strength certainly hasn't recovered to its peak, but the trouble is that it's occupying Yang's body."
Gojo Satoru stretched his body slightly, his tone a little irritated.
In Gojo Satoru's view, Chu Yang and Su Nuo are an extremely suitable match. Chu Yang has never demonstrated any innate techniques, yet his incantation power alone is comparable to that of a top-level sorcerer.
Fushiguro rarely saw Gojo Satoru show such an expression. No matter how bad the situation was in the past, the other party always had a calm and composed look, which never changed.
But this time, he saw worry in Gojo Satoru's eyes.
"Is Teacher Yang's potential really that terrifying?"
"Could it be that he might become as strong as you in the future?"
Fushiguro Megumi couldn't help but ask.
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty!"
"From the first day I met Yang, I felt that this kid was different from others. There are very few sorcerers who can do everything beyond my predictions."
"Yang is that kind of person. His talent is the kind that is visible to the naked eye and is, in some ways, no less than my limitless techniques."
"I still don't know his birth technique. Maybe he didn't have it, but my intuition tells me it's impossible that he didn't."
"Without taking into account the life-giving techniques, I have tried to predict the battle with Yang."
My conclusion is...
"He has a 1% chance of beating me."
Upon hearing this, Fushiguro Megumi's pupils contracted, clearly shocked.
In his heart, and indeed in the hearts of most sorcerers, the name Gojo Satoru always represented two words—
Invincible!
How could Gojo Satoru, who is widely regarded as invincible, say that someone can defeat him?
Even if the odds are only a pitiful 1%...
But having an opportunity and not having an opportunity are two completely different things!
Furthermore, Gojo Satoru himself stated that this prediction was made without taking into account the opponent's inherent techniques, and the actual probability of winning could only be higher.
Fushiguro Megumi's heart was pounding, and she could only gasp for breath to control her emotions. If her words today were to get out, they would probably cause a huge uproar in the world of sorcery.
Just now.
Chu Yang, who had been in a dazed state, slowly opened his eyes.
The eyes are clear and bright.
Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, then a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
The Chu Yang before him did not appear to be possessed by Su Nuo.
Is it completely digested?
Or should we suppress it temporarily?
Gojo Satoru was secretly looking forward to it.
Is there really someone in this world who can completely digest the power of Sukuna?
Just to be on the safe side, Gojo Satoru decided to test Chu Yang.
His approach was simple.
Suddenly, Gojo Satoru's figure vanished and then reappeared in front of Chu Yang in an instant.
He held a jet-black bead in his hand.
That was formed by him continuously compressing space using magic.
The tiny bead was enough to destroy the school next to them.
at this time.
Gojo Satoru pressed the bead towards Chu Yang's face.
Sensing the terrifying power fluctuations, Chu Yang's expression gradually became lively, as if he had just woken up from a deep dream.
Chu Yang's pupils turned white, and blood-red tomoe appeared in his eyes.
The moment the Rinnegan appeared.
The bead in Gojo Satoru's hand disappeared, his expression became blank, and his consciousness fell into another space.
After a brief moment of distraction, Gojo Satoru found himself in an unknown space, surrounded by a vast expanse of white mist.
"Where?"
"I was just near the school a moment ago, how did I end up like this in the blink of an eye..."
"At this age, it shouldn't be time to develop Alzheimer's disease, right?"
Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, seemingly contemplating life, when he suddenly remembered Chu Yang's strange pupils.
"Are those eyes part of Yang's magic? Is this his domain?"
"It's somewhat similar to my six eyes."
"As expected of Little Yangyang!"
Gojo Satoru praised Chu Yang in a shameful tone, while also praising himself in the process.
Just then, Chu Yang appeared out of thin air in front of Gojo Satoru.
The two looked at each other.
Chu Yang sighed, "I'm begging you, please stop calling me in such a mushy tone."
The engrossed Gojo Satoru didn't take Chu Yang's request to heart. He looked around like a curious child, examining Chu Yang's illusion space.
"Is this within your territory?"
"No."
"Where is this?"
"A space created by illusion."
"Is it a spell?"
"You could say the same thing."
"It feels very real to me. If this place is fake, then what is the situation outside right now?"
"No matter how long you spend in this space, it's only a moment outside."