The Vengeful Spirit of a Malicious Curse

I want to live.

One day, Zenin Xuan, feeling that his body was not as strong as before, spoke to the Little Mo by the bedside in the Zenin Clan's master's room.

As a Shikigami capable of adapting to and deducing solutions for all things, Mahoraga is not without ways to deal with aging and death.

The fear that haunted Zenin Xuan was neither the fear of enemies from the past, nor the fear of powerful figures from the future.

For Zenin Xuan, the inability to witness the birth of a powerful figure or to fight against one is what he fears most at this moment.

Mahoraga sensed his master's pain and adapted to it.

You must live on, carrying this pain with you.

After beheading the last Zenin Clan who had attempted to overthrow Xuan's position as head of the clan, Xuan heard these words from his mouth—the man didn't have time to utter a second word before Xuan casually cleaved him in two with a single sword strike.

While these high-ranking members of the Zenin Clan were under Xuan's protection, they also believed that Xuan was not the successor of the "Ten Shadows" at all—Xuan's true identity was known to one person within the Zenin Clan at the time.

However, to save face for the previous patriarch, that person did not take the initiative to acknowledge Xuan's identity—instead, he spread the word among the higher-ups that Xuan's "Ten Shadows" were actually Copy shadow Cursed Technique, not the real Ten Shadows.

After Zenin Xuan, the remaining clansmen, once again for the sake of "face," removed Xuan from their history.

Curse Curse that entangles the Cursed Spirit once known as "Zenin Xuan" was cast by the vengeful spirits of the Zenin Clan against the fearless Zenin Xuan.

Die! Live forever with guilt, you imposter, you tyrannical patriarch.

None of those hundreds and thousands of embellishments constitute the core of the Zenin Xuan's mystery.

What kind of Curse is it, coiled around Zenin Xuan's soul like a python?

As countless hands gripped Zenin Xuan's body, Mahoraga finally managed to touch Zenin Xuan's soul once again, thanks to Satoru Gojo's Cursed Technique.

I'll find a better way! So please, live on.

The moment the soul was touched, Mahoraga's body froze.

The words that came were not from the Zenin Clan, nor were they the voices of those who died in the Gloomy Yama, but rather—

It came from her.

"Little Mo."

"Um?"

Upon hearing Zenin Xuan's words, Mahoraga raised his head. In that instant, the Curse Cursed Energy that had been condensed and poured into the curse surged forth like tentacles, locking onto Mahoraga's "soul."

"Did you find a better way?"

The instant she was enveloped by the tentacles formed from the shadowy figures, Mahoraga immediately understood what to do— the Cursed Energy from those Curse could erode Satoru Gojo Satoru Gojo's Cursed Energy through her connection with him—within 0.3 seconds, Mahoraga instantly severed all connections—and transmitted the information that she could not safely return to Satoru Gojo and Sukuna.

"Ahhh..."

Looking at Xuan, who had been corrupted by the Curse and was no longer the same as before, Mahoraga lowered his two pairs of wings slightly and covered Xuan's face with his pure white palm.

"I found it."

The moment Mahoraga's body touched Xuan, it was once again swallowed by Xuan's Cursed Energy —in order to completely kill Xuan, she also had to die.

She needs to adapt to "Zenin Xuan," and then kill "Zenin Xuan."