Sukuna Cursed Technique Name Novels & Stories

"Chu Xun, let me tell you, you can never defeat him. He is the god while you're just humble dust. You will die in his hands sooner or later. I'll wait for you in the underworld, haha..." The scar-faced man's body went stiff suddenly, and a trace of black blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth. Chu Xun regained his sense from sadness. He rushed to the scar-faced man like a lightning, infused a gust of True Energy into the man's body, and placed his palm on the man's forehead quickly. "Soul-searching Technique."

If it wasn't for her proficiency with her own skill and her Chakra one stage above him, he could have done it sooner. "What are you?" "Did you like my new technique, sister?" Creed replied at her question, "I call it SINGULARITY" "Where did you learn this?" "Sister, I still haven't learned it." Creed prevented the topic from going toward the incident in the forest and his headless master. "The technique is still incomplete…" Even though Creed had performed several modifications and adjustments in the technique, it could still be backtracked to its real origins. If the headless guy was from some high-profile clan — which Creed was sure of — would lead to Creed being held in suspicions for his

She tries to wriggle her way out to safety but no avail “Why can’t I move? What did you do to me?” “You were careless to engage me in a close combat” “What are you talking about?” “Did you think I stupidly stood and took each of your powerful blows because I could take them?” …………………….. As Lucy was busy dropping series of powerful jabs at Selena, she painfully endures them while trying to step on her shadow in order to perform the Shadow Possession technique—an attack created by Sage Henri.

he whispered at it, frantically patting it down and tossing another illusion leaf into the air to dispel it. Because truly—truly—Yin Sakamoto was never meant to be anyone’s official familiar. The celestial registry had specifically chosen three highly qualified spirit candidates for the Wind God Shu’s service: 1. A weather dragon fluent in six divine dialects. 2. A cloud-walking monk with centuries of discipline. 3. And a stoic stone guardian who hadn’t blinked since the Tang dynasty. But no. The heavens forbid a fair process. Because Shu—capricious, powerful, and dangerously allergic to boredom—had taken one look at Yin’s original form, saw the fluffiest tail in twelve dimensions, and gone:

"So you think it's me too." "I think we need answers," Tarlon said. "What kind of answers?" Dante asked weakly from the floor. "She's cursed. We all know it now." "We need to test it," Soren said suddenly. "Test what?" "Whether her touch actually kills." Soren's eyes were calculating. "You want to test whether I kill people by touching them?" I backed away from him. "I want to know what we're dealing with," Soren said. "If you're truly cursed, we need to understand the mechanics."

His commanding presence and unwavering resolve were palpable, leaving an indelible impression of strength and authority. No one likes to be overshadowed, and it seemed that Akira struggled to come to terms with the fact that another wolf had taken her place. I had overheard the previous debate between the two males, where the higher-ranking male had chosen me. The male wolf standing before me was unlike the others. He sported only two tattoos, a dragon and a moon, adorning his muscular arm. The intricate designs, inked in red, accentuated his powerful muscles, making him even more captivating.

He was in a sorry state. He stood up and looked at James. Stunned, he asked, “What sword technique is this?” James smiled faintly and said, “This is One.” It was One of the Polaris Sword Art, an amalgamation of a thousand sword techniques. This bizarre sword technique was different from the Fourteen Heavenly Swords. The only similarity they shared was that they were extremely terrifying. “One?” The Spirit Master froze. “What sword technique is this?” James said, “It’s a sword technique I created.”

He ignored the injuries that gnawed at his soul and cackled loudly. “You are quite spirited for someone whose lungs have ruptured,” Master Subhuti commented as he slowly made his way over to the Heavenly Demon. Indeed, that seemingly insignificant palm was actually a powerful technique called Shaking Heavens. It was a skill so strong that no weapon could handle it, so Master Subhuti usually delivered it with his own body. However, that also meant that he received a huge penalty for using it. “Is it true that you will be unable to gather your energy properly in the next twenty seconds?” Heavenly Demon Kim Min laughed as he asked.

As a result, the two slashes on Suparnaka's chest became Rakhsasa's misfortune. AAARRRHHHH! You bastard! "We have little time left. I will end it with one strike!" Aji Sangkala spoke in her mind. DO IT! Arya Santanu and Asura shouted simultaneously in their subconscious. "Sunfire sword technique; Sacred fire slash!" Aji Sangkala disappeared from Suparnaka's presence, a slash of Surya's fire sword was launched by Aji Sangkala's spirit after she reappeared. SLASH!

Rayden pierced through the dragon’s belly faster than light. Every strike and slash contained form. “First Technique, Slash of the Past!” “Second Technique, Slash of Will!” “Third Technique, Slash of Fate!” Inside the dragon’s stomach, red and white energy collided, forming a massive vortex. Rayden roared, his voice echoing across the entire dimension. “You want eternity, Brahma? Then be eternal with me!” His body burned completely, becoming a core of light. He drove his sword into the dragon’s heart. The world stopped turning.