chsdbacks Chapter 72 Our Journey is to the Stars and the Sea
Chapter 72 Our Journey is to the Stars and the Sea
Chapter 72 Our Journey is to the Stars and the Sea
A new era for sorcerers has arrived.
Centered on the concept of "Domain Expansion: Infinite New Future," the path that reflects all things transforms its clones into air, dust, water, and sunlight, releasing "effortless transformation" everywhere. Without the need for a seed of magical power, it can awaken the spell in others.
Of course, with Lu Ping's current spell power, his domain can only extend to most of Japan. He still has a lot of accumulation to go before he can truly "reflect the world" and become a "national spell master".
but.
With the analysis and optimization by Moxu Luo, and the magical power supplied by the saints of Paradise, Lu Ping's strength will increase exponentially.
At that time, it will only be a matter of time before billions of humans awaken the spell.
Compared to the awakening of sorcerers in the real world, Lu Ping's true ambition lies in his concept of "Paradise".
"Since the concept of a 'soul portal' exists in the Cursed World, why can't I, as a cursed spirit possessing the 'Transformation Without Action' technique, capable of commanding all souls, create a completely new soul world?"
This is Jukai Rohei's ultimate vision for "Paradise".
With Mo Xuluo's full analysis, a preliminary plan for the evolution of [Paradise] was derived.
First, we need to integrate with Tianyuan's Pure World Kingdom, using the positive energy she has absorbed over a thousand years as a foundation, to transform this world from illusion into reality, providing a stable container for souls.
Secondly, one must absorb the cursed spirits that exist in the world. Cursed spirits are reincarnated through the soul channel and possess some characteristics of the soul channel, which can help stabilize the sorcerer's soul.
Finally, and most importantly, the Demon Void clone must be kept at the top of the Paradise at all times, constantly analyzing the techniques, souls, and characteristics of all souls, in order to create a new space with infinite possibilities, rather than a stagnant, lifeless entity like Tianyuan.
"Although maintaining the high intensity of the analysis by the Demon Void consumes more than 90% of my magical power, the knowledge and abilities gained after the analysis are successful can rapidly improve the strength of the Paradise Sorcerer, which in turn feeds back to me, forming an infinite positive feedback loop."
"Aside from being a bit tight in the early stages, it's all positive returns afterward."
Lu Ping gazed at the sky above Paradise, at the ever-rotating head of the Demon Void, which resembled a sphere of light from a supreme god, and nodded in satisfaction.
The park has now evolved from its initial virtual battle platform into a true prototype of the God's Space.
The dungeon world, quest rewards, bosses and NPCs—the stage is all set.
Now, let's see what kind of future the new generation of sorcerers will create.
bang bang.
bang bang.
Just as Lu Ping was looking to the future, thinking about returning the curse to the world and transforming the paradise into a higher-dimensional plane.
Two distinct footsteps came from the direction of the "Tower of Trials" on the fifth floor of the [Paradise].
It's finally here.
Hearing the two increasingly close voices, Lu Ping's lips curled into a smile, and a hint of emotion appeared on his face.
As expected, the inevitable ending that the Cursed Return World must witness will be the same one again—
"A real person."
The gates of the Tower of Trials were blasted open by countless slashes imbued with cursed power and black energy spheres resembling miniature black holes.
now.
What appeared before Lu Ping's eyes.
It was none other than the "strongest in history" and the "strongest in modern times" of the cursed world.
Two-faced Sukuna, five-fold enlightenment!
The two of them looked at Lu Ping, and Lu Ping looked back at them. Their three gazes met, and in an instant, they understood each other's meaning.
No reason is needed.
No reason is needed.
Right now, there's only one thing they want to do most—
fighting!
Let's go back a week.
Gojo Satoru opened his eyes, stared at the familiar ceiling above him, and had a look of disbelief on his face.
You're back.
In the past few months, he has experienced a richer life than in the previous decades combined; it all feels like a dream.
Holy Spirit Cult, the Age of Great Spells, Paradise, Pure Land, Infinite Future —
If Xia Youjie were alive today, he would probably be shocked to see such an outrageous scene.
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Gojo Satoru smiled, not knowing why he would think of this old friend who had died many years ago. He simply got up as usual, brushed his teeth, washed his face, changed into his familiar clothes, and walked out with a carefree and nonchalant smile on his face.
Stepping out of the vocational school and strolling through the streets of Tokyo, Gojo Satoru looked around and felt as if he had been reborn.
The world order has undergone tremendous changes.
Under the guidance of the Grand Master "Tsukumo Yuki" and the First Master "Shirai Kinji", the Holy Spirit Cult, no, it should now be called the "Sorcerer Association", has officially become the official unified organization for sorcerers throughout Japan and, in the future, the world.
All awakened sorcerers must register with the Sorcerer's Association and be issued a sorcerer's mark (formerly the saint's mark) before they can be considered official sorcerers.
The Paradise has become the only legal channel for sorcerers to use spells without restriction. Apart from this, the use of destructive spells is strictly prohibited in the real world, as is the use of spells to harm people. Once discovered, the sorcerer will be permanently stripped of their spell abilities and sentenced to corresponding punishment.
To date, the number of officially registered sorcerers in Tokyo alone has reached over a million, and the number is still increasing rapidly every day. Many people often wake up one morning to find that they have awakened a spell.
The sheer number of sorcerers also spurred a comprehensive revolution in social life.
Gojo Satoru looked up.
Above the sky, a large group of "flying mages" were flying using various methods.
Today is the last day before the "Regulations Governing the Use of Spells" are promulgated, and it is also the last day that spellcasters can use spells at will. They must not fly recklessly. After today, if they want to fly again, they will have to take a special "spellcaster's flight license" test.
In addition, the figures of sorcerers can be seen everywhere on the roads, streets, and squares.
Apart from destructive spells that are strictly prohibited in reality, all sorts of strange and wonderful spellcasters were displaying their talents to the fullest, with joyful smiles on their faces.
He saw the former Holy Spirit Leak, leading a group of sorcerers in training clothes on a morning run, their faces serious and earnest, their eyes filled with a desire to become stronger.
He also saw the saint wearing a clown mask, a smile playing on his lips. The mask fell off, and he disappeared into the crowd, leaving only a mysterious silhouette.
He also saw ancient sorcerers, who rarely had a break, wandering in the world in the form of "spirits," mingling with modern people, performing ancient haiku, and committing seppuku.
This kind of weather, this kind of change, was something Gojo had never dared to imagine before.
"turn out to be."
"Can power be so beautiful?"
Gojo Satoru looked up at the sky and said thoughtfully.
"Yo."
Just as Gojo Satoru was expressing his feelings, a voice that was both incredibly familiar and now incredibly strange suddenly echoed in his ears.
Swish.
Almost instantly, Gojo Satoru ripped off his blindfold, his star-like eyes fixed on the source of the voice, his expression freezing instantly.
Xia Youjie?!
No, it's fake.
Soon, Gojo Satoru's face darkened, and his right hand instantly formed a hand seal, the profound character "Azure" spinning at his fingertips.
Lou Hu had told him before that Luo Suo had taken over Xia Youjie's body, and warned him not to be deceived.
Even now, has So still not given up on causing trouble?
"Hey, who starts by unleashing their ultimate move? Please, at least use your 'six eyes' to take a look."
Seeing Gojo Satoru use [Azure] without hesitation, Natsuyou Jie revealed a helpless yet gratified smile, pointed to his body, and shrugged.
Use six eyes to take a look?
Upon hearing Xia Youjie's words, Gojo Satoru, half-believing and half-doubting, crushed the [Azure] in his hand, opened all six eyes, and looked in Xia Youjie's direction.
In an instant, his pupils contracted sharply.
"you----"
Yes.
Six Eyes told Gojo Satoru that the figure appearing before him was not the body of his friend who had died many years ago.
It is a "spirit".
"If I had to say, I never intended to live."
Xia Youjie chuckled softly, looked around at the bustling crowd, and a complex, enigmatic smile appeared on his lips.
"I have committed unforgivable sins that cannot be washed away, nor do I want to wash away."
"I had already sunk to the deepest part of the soul passage, and I didn't even want to be reincarnated. Turning into nothingness was the best ending for me."
"But."
"But the real person forcibly pulled my spirit out of the soul channel and put me in the Paradise dungeon, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, making me serve my sentence for life and become the dungeon BOSS."
Thinking about what happened that day, Xia Youjie couldn't help but chuckle bitterly, looking utterly helpless.
Within the soul passage, a powerful special-grade cursed spirit like him can actually retain self-awareness for a very long time.
If he wanted, he could have someone like Lu Suo turn him into a cursed artifact, his soul forever slumbering in the soul passage, ready to be reborn into flesh at any time.
But Xia Youjie didn't want to live anymore.
He was already utterly disillusioned with the real world, and on top of that, he had committed an unforgivable sin, so he had no motivation to come back to life.
However, the real person didn't care about any of that. He simply pulled him out of the soul passage and kicked him into the Paradise instance, imprisoning him forever in the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, turning him into experience points for the players.
joke.
Special-level sorcerers are rare talents, and there have only been two special-level sorcerers in the past thousand years when it comes to the art of spirit manipulation. How could Lu Ping give up such a good experience package?
Perhaps decades or even centuries later, when Xia Youjie can no longer keep up with the growth rate of the new generation of sorcerers, Lu Ping will completely eliminate him.
But for now, I'll just stick to working for the amusement park for the rest of my life.
"I don't know whether this is a reward or a punishment for me."
Xia Youjie looked at Wujiao Wu, a slight smile curving his lips, and his body gradually dissipated.
Under the rules of the real player, he only has ten minutes of free time every ten years; otherwise, he can only be seen in the instance.
"but."
"It's so good to see you again, and to be able to see this world full of sorcerers."
Xia Youjie's smile was frozen in the last moment before he disappeared. His spirit transformed into countless specks of light and returned to the instance deep within the Paradise.
Gojo Satoru stood there blankly, a complex expression on his face.
However, she did not shed any tears.
"Sir, you're really reckless."
He smiled and strode into the crowd, heading towards tomorrow.
"Are you kidding me!"
Ryoumen Sukuna absolutely refuses to accept that he has been resurrected and reborn in such a ridiculous way.
Yes.
After activating [Domain Expansion - Infinite New Future], Lu Ping used the Inaction Transformation on all the saints indiscriminately, including Hisahito Itadori.
With Lu Ping's current abilities, he could completely separate Sukuna's soul from Itadori's body and revive him in his prime.
As for the fingers?
no need.
The amount of magical power that Moxu Luo consumes in a day is now equivalent to all the magical power contained in Su Nuo's twenty fingers.
"Lord Su Nuo, don't concern yourself with these trivial matters. Go and kill that Holy Spirit Immortal."
"Let him see the power of the King of Curses, let him know that the biggest mistake he ever made was resurrecting you!"
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Beside him, Rimei wore an expression of extreme adoration, staying close to Su Nuo and speaking with fervent enthusiasm.
Even if Lu Ping could revive Su Nuo with a wave of his hand, so what?
Still not as good as Lord Sukuna!
Lord Sutan is invincible. That kid Zhenren is just a charlatan; he has no fighting power in a real fight and is just a weakling.
"Me, fighting real people?"
Su Nuo stared at Li Mei with all four eyes, looking at her as if she were an idiot.
He is the King of Curses, not the King of the Mentally challenged.
It is obvious to anyone with discerning eyes that the current human beings possess unimaginable power.
Even if Sukuna had absolute confidence in his techniques, he wouldn't be foolish enough to think he could defeat that being who could change the world single-handedly.
However, Su Nuo would not underestimate himself.
Unlike Gojo Satoru, who was born the strongest, he also fought his way up from a weak position during the Heian period.
Even if there were powerful figures like Guanyuan Michizane and Daikoku Bodhi, he surpassed and defeated them all, becoming the strongest being in history.
At this stage, he needs to be patient, lie low, and accumulate strength.
Su Nuo has absolute confidence in himself; his growth rate and his fighting spirit are stronger than anyone else's.
dong dong dong.
Just as Su Nu was pondering how to improve his strength, gather intelligence, and find a specialized fighting method to kill the real man completely.
A knock suddenly sounded on the door.
"Hello, this is the Sorcerer's Association. We have detected the presence of an ancient sorcerer here. Please remember to register with the Sorcerer's Association as soon as possible, otherwise you will be disqualified from using spells without proper identification."
The person outside didn't linger; they simply hung something that looked like a number on the doorknob and then disappeared.
The Holy Spirit has resurrected far too many ancient sorcerers this time. Including the group from the Pure World Kingdom, there are more than 30,000 of them, all gathered in Tokyo. He still has many families to notify.
I'm so busy every day.
Unaware of the complaints from the staff of the Sorcerer's Association, Ryomen Sukuna stared at the number plate hanging on the door, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Lord Su Nuo, how dare that fellow be so disrespectful to you! I'll take her down right now—"
Rime's face showed an angry expression. He gathered ice-condensing spells in his hands, ready to use the power of the spell to tear the disrespectful Su Nuo person to pieces.
But Su Nuo stopped him.
"No, let's go take a look tomorrow."
Su Tan said calmly.
the next day.
The Ancient Sorcerer Registration Office of the Sorcerers' Association was already overflowing with people.
Ryoumen Sukuna and Rimei stood at the end of the line, looking at the endless crowd in front of them, a hint of impatience on their faces.
Rime, in particular, was so enraged that frost had formed all over her body, and she wished she could immediately unleash her domain and kill all those blind fools.
"Hey, you ice mage in the back, stop your spells. Don't you know that destructive spells are forbidden in the modern world?"
'
Soon, a staff member wearing a Sorcerer's Association uniform, who looked like he had only recently awakened his spell, came over.
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
Rime's anger had reached its peak, and the fluctuations of her magical power could erupt at any moment. She lowered her voice and spoke to the staff member in an incredibly terrifying tone.
"Oh, another one who thinks he's someone important. Heh, trying to cause trouble here? He'd better see if he can beat these guys first!"
Despite Rime's threat, the staff were not afraid at all. Instead, they turned on a virtual projector and played back the events of the previous few days.
"Three days ago, the ancient sorcerer Duruf caused trouble here, attempting to summon a giant shikigami to wreak havoc. Before he could even complete the hand seals, the Holy Spirit slapped him into a pulp from the sky and sent him to report to Paradise."
Two days ago, the Sky Mage Uruhiko thought her defense was invincible and tried to cause trouble at the Mage Association to force the Holy Spirit to appear. However, the moment she hid in the sky, the Holy Spirit flicked her out with a single finger and sent her to report to Paradise.
"And Shi Liulong, Hei Musi, Lu Ziyun, Lai Qihua, and Wan—these historically renowned sorcerers all obediently followed the Holy Spirit's instructions, lined up, registered, took numbers, and then went to the Paradise to register their identities. Who do you think you are, daring to cause trouble here?"
Even with his extensive experience, Liangmian Su Nuo was stunned as he watched the scenes flashing by in the virtual projection.
On the contrary, Rimei didn't care what she saw; she just opened her mouth and started to spew insults.
"I don't care about this or that, open your eyes and look carefully, standing in front of you is Su—"
"Waaaaah."
Before Rimei could finish speaking, Su Nuo covered her mouth and lifted her up with four hands like a chick, preventing her from making a sound.
late at night.
"Lord Sukuna, why didn't you take action during the day and wipe out all those guys?"
Ignoring the disgruntled Rime beside him, Su Nuo simply took out the [Sorcerer's Mark] he had received in line and made a thought.
log in!
Soon, he found himself in the "killing field" of the amusement park.
Splash!
Su Nuo's four eyes reflected the bizarre and surreal scene of the killing field, shimmering with an incomprehensible light.
In the sky, a sorcerer with eight wings was engaged in a fierce battle with a sorcerer riding a black dragon.
On the ground, mages imbued with elemental power were engaged in a fierce battle with enhanced mages who had transformed into giant warriors.
There are also all sorts of complex techniques, intelligence warfare, group battles, large-scale campaigns, and even that thing called "missile" is constantly exploding in the killing field, making deafening explosions.
After the "Infinite New Future" is launched, the Killing Arena is also updated into a huge arena that is equivalent to real Japan. Each area has its own king, and as long as he/she can maintain his/her position for a week, he/she can get a huge amount of points.
"Hey, you new guy, yeah, I mean you."
Just as Su Nu was gazing thoughtfully at the chaotic and complex war scene before him,
A sudden sound interrupted his thoughts.
Su Nuo turned around and saw a man with a cannon-like hairstyle, a satisfied smile on his face, speaking loudly.
"I am the king of Tokyo's Third District, 'Stone Flow Dragon.' Will you join me in conquering the ultimate king of Tokyo?"
"Oh, so you've even redeemed the 'Two-Faced Sukuna' skin. You've got a lot of points, huh? How about it, if you don't join me, you'll only get one chance to die."
Shi Liulong's lips curled into a wild smile, completely disregarding the guy in front of him who looked exactly like Ryomen Sukuna as the real deal.
After all, nowadays, the amusement park is full of things like "Kyoto Sukuna", "Aomori Prefecture Sukuna", and "Hokkaido Sukuna", and Sukuna has become a trend.
Since the Paradise was updated, everyone can exchange for rewards through the "God" above their heads. These rewards are all-encompassing; everything in the Paradise can be exchanged except for items that cannot be brought into the real world.
This naturally includes "skin".
By spending a certain amount of points, you can give yourself a completely new appearance.
Of course, the more famous the appearance you choose, the more points you'll need.
As the strongest cursed king in history, Ryomen Sukuna's skin has the most redemption numbers. This is because he is dead and does not have his own portrait rights; otherwise, Gojo Satoru would be number one on the skin list.
"The skin of Ryoumen Sukuna?!"
Upon hearing these extremely abstract words, Su Nuo's expression froze, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
As the cursed king from a thousand years ago, a monster with four hands and two faces, he was a being feared and loathed by countless people.
Su Nu never imagined that one day so many people would want to be like him.
"Hey, what's your decision? I have to rush off to a guild war soon. If you don't want to join, then I'll just have to—"
Before Shi Liulong could finish speaking, Su Nuo flashed past him and instantly killed him on the spot.
[Defeat the champion of Tokyo's third district, "Stone Ryūryū," to gain 100 honor points. Successfully defending the title for a week will convert these points into personal points.]
Oh?
Hearing the notification sound in his ear and seeing the strange panel pop up in front of him, Su Nuo couldn't help but smile.
Paradise, Killing Field, Age of Infinite Spells, Skins —
seem.
This life, let's try a new way of playing, isn't that good?
The Tower of Trials, at its summit.
This is a separate space, covering an area that is almost half the size of Tokyo.
And now.
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The vast area was in complete disarray, with countless ruins piled on the ground. The marks of slashing, gravity, and explosions were deeply etched on the ground, all indicating the scale of the battle that had just taken place here.
In the center of the field.
Half of Su Nuo's body was charred, and one of his hands was hanging limply, clearly crippled by some kind of attack.
Gojo Satoru was bleeding from all seven orifices, his eyes were bloodshot, his chest was caved in, and he was panting heavily.
Standing opposite them, Lu Ping simply smiled, his clothes slightly dirty, and the wheels on his back slowly stopped turning.
To be honest, Gojo Satoru and Sukuna's fighting power truly deserves to be the strongest in the Cursed World, a level that is now insurmountable.
Even Lu Ping, who had already grasped the essence of the Curse Returning World, used almost a third of his methods, plus Mo Xuluo's adaptation, to maintain his current perfect victory.
If it were anyone else, even someone with the same special-grade strength like Yuta Otsuku or Jinji, Lu Ping could easily suppress them with a single fragment of his clone, without even needing to use a tenth of his abilities, let alone Mo Xu Luo.
"Do you need me to refresh your status and play for another ten hours?"
Looking at the two men, both covered in wounds, Lu Ping smiled and said.
As a reward for successfully reaching the top of the Tower of Trials, he was willing to let Wu and Su fight to their hearts' content.
In any case, Mo Xuluo has already completely adapted to their attacks, and continuing the fight would just be a waste of time.
"No."
Gojo Satoru gave a helpless smile, shrugged, and said.
"If I haven't realized the gap between us after this much of a fight, I'd be incredibly stupid."
"I am already very satisfied that I was able to fight this match with all my might and bring out all my strength."
Yes.
Deep within Gojo Satoru's soul lies a profound desire: to fight with all his might.
All strong individuals have a martial arts fanaticism to their core, and Gojo Satoru is no exception.
This is why, in the original story, after being cut in half at the waist by Sukuna, he said, "I'm truly sorry I couldn't make Sukuna give it his all."
His last words.
Now, although he couldn't get Lu Ping to go all out, Gojo Satoru no longer felt apologetic.
Not even close.
Furthermore, the gap between them cannot be bridged by cultivation or sudden power surges.
As time goes by, this gap will only widen, until eventually, they won't even have the chance to compete.
At this point in time, Gojo Satoru was already deeply satisfied to be able to fight Lu Ping to the death.
"I don't need it anymore."
On the other side, Sukuna also waved his hand.
However, the expression on his face was completely different from that of Gojo Satoru. Instead of being relieved and carefree, it was full of fighting spirit.
"I already know, the essence of the Supreme God is Demon Void."
Lu Ping nodded.
He never intended to hide it; Moxu Luo's iconic four-winged head had always been displayed upright in the sky.
"You have developed the adaptive power of the Demon Void to a new level, enabling it to actively analyze spells and enhance its strength. This is indeed a brilliant idea."
Su Nuo revealed an expression of admiration, making no attempt to hide his appreciation for Lu Ping.
Although he sometimes trash-talks his enemies, it's just part of his tactics. Once the battle is truly over and everything has settled down, Su Nuo never hesitates to praise his enemies.
After all, in the original work, he gave extremely high praise to both Louhu and Gojo Satoru.
"But your greatest arrogance, or rather your greatest folly, is to make this power public, so that everyone can use it, including!"
Su Nuo's voice suddenly changed, and he laughed loudly.
"Now, I've lost."
"But I will climb to the highest level step by step within the rules you have set, utilizing the adaptive power of 'Demon Void' to its fullest extent, and creating a technique that surpasses yours."
"Just you wait, I'll win next time."
Su Nuo is that kind of person.
As long as he doesn't die, he will always have the will to fight, always want to become stronger, and will never admit defeat.
In another hundred or a thousand years, perhaps he will be able to develop the seemingly ordinary technique of "Imperial Chef" to the point of severing everything and even time and space.
Lu Ping will fight him again then.
"Real person—I have one last question I want to ask you."
Looking at the ruins where space had shattered and the city had collapsed, Gojo Satoru's eyes were distant as he turned his gaze toward Lu Ping and asked softly.
"You're already this strong, what meaning does this world still hold for you?"
Su Tan also showed a hint of interest and looked in the direction of Lu Ping.
All three of them had stood at a fixed point, and all of them had felt "loneliness" and "meaninglessness".
A thousand years ago, Sukuna single-handedly defeated all the sorcerers of the Heian period, becoming the strongest, but also losing the motivation to become stronger.
A thousand years later, Gojo Satoru single-handedly suppressed an entire era, making all the cursed spirits afraid to step forward, but he also felt lost about the future of his life.
It is precisely this loneliness and sense of meaninglessness that makes Sukuna and Gojo Satoru both yearn to compete with the strong.
Only in a battle where the odds are evenly matched can they feel their hearts beating again and feel the meaning of life.
But what about the real people?
His strength far surpasses that of any sorcerer in history, even someone like Tianyuan who can no longer be called a sorcerer.
But Gojo Satoru and Sukuna never saw any "loneliness" or "emptiness" on his face. On the contrary, he was so busy that he was practically flying. If it weren't for the need to redeem the rewards from Paradise, he wouldn't even have had time to fight this battle.
What exactly is it that he is pursuing?
"Let me show you something: Gojo Satoru, Sukuna."
Upon hearing the ultimate question posed to him by these two strongest beings in the Cursed World, a smile involuntarily appeared on Lu Ping's face.
He snapped his fingers.
The next second, the three of them instantly appeared in the experimental center on the second floor of the [Paradise]. In a huge experimental field, there was a spaceship that was several thousand meters long and looked full of technology!
Around the spaceship, production-related holy magicians such as Maya, Man, Plague Curse Spirit, and Yutaro were constantly using their magical power to construct structures, their faces showing thoughtful expressions.
When faced with unsolvable problems, they would readily throw the problem to the "God" (Demon Lord) and wait for it to finish calculating and analyzing it.
Seeing this scene before my eyes.
Both Gojo Satoru and Sukuna looked puzzled.
"Humans, sorcerers, cursed spirits, and even the planet beneath our feet are but insignificant specks of dust in the vast universe."
Lu Ping's voice rose several decibels, and the spaceship behind him shone with dazzling light, as if a sky full of stars were floating behind the spaceship.
"Our journey shouldn't stop here, but rather soar towards that vast expanse of stars and sea!"
(PS: The Curse Return arc is basically finished. There will be an alien arc later, but that will be a story after switching several worlds. The author is going to outline the new world and will update another long chapter around this afternoon. Thank you!)