Chapter 134 Kneeling

Some people will restrain themselves after gaining power, because they believe that power is not everything, creation is always more difficult than killing, and chaos will only lead to bad results. If you want something, it is best to fight for it on a peaceful and stable basis.

Kamo Tsukuyuki agrees with this view, but fortunately he himself is not such a person. Fortunately, the Kamo family, one of the three great families, is not a family worthy of him doing this. The ancient family that has controlled the world of sorcery for thousands of years has become a cancer that is difficult to get rid of in this era.

There might be some innocent people who were massacred, but at most they would be one in a hundred or so people.

Why should I use my weaknesses to compete with those old guys? They have been immersed in conspiracies all their lives, and have become disgusting people inside and out. The slightest thought in their heads can lead to a cunning trick. You can see through their traps one after another, but once you fall into them, you will be in uncertain danger. Kamo Tsukiyuki might be able to handle it, but it would be annoying.

His wisdom can also find a way to overcome all obstacles and move forward, but why not cut through these thorns at the beginning? He could play tricks with them, but it would be annoying.

He looked at the people he had hung in the air. In the past, they always appeared in front of others with smugness. In this pile of rotten mud, they were the most disgusting group. He looked at the people from the main lineage standing in front of him, and suddenly smiled and said, "I know. You think I came here because of the treatment I suffered in the clan before."

The leader was an old man wearing a black feather robe, his hair and beard were all white, and every part of his body revealed the meaning of being pampered. He was now looking at him with disgust, as if what he had done was something that was so against justice. No matter how corrupt they are, what they do is justified, but as long as you resist, you will be considered an unforgivable criminal.

"Do you need my help?" In another space, Elliot sent a message to the new vest of his original body. His slender and elegant hands moved slightly, and an invisible chain appeared between his five fingers.

"Not for now," Kamo Tsukiyuki said to himself, "Let's see what it can do first."

"Isn't it? You weaklings from the branch clan only think that you have been treated unfairly, but you forget the protection given to you by the three great families. How do you think the wild sorcerers out there survive? They wag their tails to beg for mercy, look for food in the gutter, and don't care about the day or night. It's your greatest luck to be born in the Kamo family, but you still want more. You are really a group of insatiable insects!"

Kamo Yuexing paused for a moment, and looked at the head of the Kamo family next to him: "Do you think so too?"

No one else said anything, but from the looks of them, they also agreed with the elder's words from the bottom of their hearts. Kamo Tsukuyuki smiled and shook his head: "I always thought that people should not say foolish things in a very solemn manner."

"The authors of those novels and movies only created such stupid cannon fodder characters for the purpose of stirring up disputes. But now it seems that there are indeed some people in this world who have lived such a life for so long that they really think that what they say is the truth. You bark loudly, your eyes are covered with the past, like a dog guarding the house, howling triumphantly at the sky, and you think that what you say is meaningful, but in fact, it is just the ravings of a rotten corpse, which makes your ears dirty. It's really nonsense!"

"For people like you, nothing can give you new life except death." Kamo Tsukiyuki glanced at them, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

These words almost immediately set off the anger of those who had rushed over. They cursed and roared, denouncing Kamo Tsukuyuki's usurpation of power, recounting his ingratitude, and hating and condemning him for not kneeling down and offering his services to the main family the first time he got a cursed spirit that did not belong to him. Kamo Tsukuyuki looked at this scene and felt that it had expanded his cognitive base.

But if he was scolded too much, he would feel unhappy. He frowned and said to the cursed spirit behind him: "Clean this place up."

"Stop it, you traitor who is colluding with the cursed spirits!"

"Hundred Collections, Piercing Blood!"

"Supernova, let them go!"

"You are a bloodless and tearless monster, yet you are so cruel to your family!"

Kamo Tsukuyuki lowered his head and walked in the area created by the white curse spirit. The previous blood had dyed the ground here red, and now there was blood outside as well. Don't think that because there are so many special-grade cursed spirits in the original plot, their power is insignificant. If you really count the villain organization of cursed spirits in Jujutsu Kaisen, there are only four or five special-grade cursed spirits. Each of them can bring extremely strong pressure and losses to the Jujutsu High School.

There are only four special-grade sorcerers, and after Geto Suguru's death, there are only three left.

But after all, it is a family that has been passed down for thousands of years. Faced with Gojo Satoru's almost overwhelming strength, they did not give up on making some small moves in secret.

"The red scales leap!" A tall figure shouted in a low voice, and rushed into the field made of bones like lightning. He quickly pushed away the attacking "swimming dragon" with the weapon in his hand, and his body suddenly grew several inches taller. His eyes were cold, and a star-shaped mark appeared, and he was about to attack Kamo Tsukuyuki himself!

"Red Blood Technique·Blood Star Lei!" A young sorcerer in a loose robe moved his hands quickly. Blood gushed out of his body mercilessly and turned into sharp hidden weapons. He pointed with his fingers, and these things each found their own routes to pierce inside.

"It seems that everyone has discovered that I am the weakest point in this battle." Kamo Tsukuyuki did not move. His own strength has not improved, nor has he chosen to endure it secretly and wait for a period of time before launching an attack. It is natural that he will be targeted. "But... these are not enough!" He suddenly raised his head, and the aura of the white curse spirit became even stronger. It floated in the air, its white robe vibrated, and the ribbon that bound the upper half of its face flew backwards. A smile escaped from its lips, and the whole thing exuded a particularly evil divinity. "It's not just... a cursed spirit." Kamo Yuexing sighed in his heart.

More violent conflicts broke out. People outside the tribe naturally don’t know what exactly happened, and from the perspective of the survivors, they also don’t know how things developed in the end. That strange white existence simply surpassed all their previous senses of cursed spirits. It floated above all of them like an evil god, making the final judgment on this thousand-year-old family. Everyone regarded it as an enemy and tried every possible way to defeat it, but in the end...

The crying of babies was heard in the tribe. They saw dozens of swollen babies running out from the secret place. They seemed to be a combination of humans and cursed spirits. They climbed up and attacked the white cursed spirits from below in extremely strange forms. Their crying tore the eardrums, which seemed to be a hidden trick of the tribe.

A river made of blood was rushing, and other monsters were crawling out from the secret place. A sharp arrow came from afar with a bloody color through the air. All kinds of means were used on this foreign creature. For a moment, the sky was dark and the earth was dim. They didn't know whether this was the clan land of the three major families in the world of sorcery, or a forbidden place that hid countless secrets... Until, they heard whispers in their ears.

Just like many people said together: "The years have spring and autumn, and people have withering and flourishing, old age and decay. When they die, they can also be offered to the gods..."

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!" Countless people held their heads and screamed in pain. They were horrified to find that their skin was quickly becoming rough and dull, their strength was draining away from their bodies, and their waists and backs were bent in such a strange voice. Some elderly people grabbed a handful of hair and found it was a handful of loose white hair.

“No, no, no!” Someone knelt down, and he kowtowed in a low voice: “Forgive me, I don’t want to get old, I don’t want to die! Please!”

As soon as one person knelt down, another followed, until a large number of people surrendered. Of course, there were others who refused to give in. They gathered together and started something in secret. So in the eyes of the people kneeling down, the blood-red light that filled their eyes was their last impression.

"Hmm?" Someone who was doing things outside stopped. He was wearing a monk's robe with a black straight gown, his long hair was combed into a bun, his eyes were narrowed, and there was a stitch on his forehead. "Are all the chess pieces I infiltrated into the Kamo family dead?"

After all, this was a family that his ancestors had once controlled, so it was easy for him to infiltrate his own people into the family. The conservatives in that family could already be said to be his. "What happened?" He was puzzled for a moment and wanted to calculate, but found that he had no clue.

"Ah," he smiled slightly, raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky: "It seems that something serious has happened." He turned his footsteps slightly: "Forget it, I'd better go check it out."

"Don't let it affect my next plan."