Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

"Is this Qingyi's world? What a magical place! Is there anyone here?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and looked at this world filled with endless stars. Above his head was a stone gate surrounded by galaxies. Starlight fell on the calm crystal ground, rippling out waves that spread far away. There was an uplifting spiritual energy in the air.

If you stay here for a long time, even a pig can break through to the first level.

"No matter how many times I see it, I'm always struck by this stone gate. Even though it's a bit worn and doesn't look very pretty, it would be nice if I could paint it a little. Let me think of pink!"

Pinching his chin, Gojo Satoru was thinking about the plan to renovate the sacred stone gate. A red-haired woman stood not far away and looked at him with strange eyes.

The fiery red slightly curly ponytail, the fair and delicate face, and the divine pattern engraved on the forehead like a blazing flame, it was none other than Kyoka Kamado.

"Hello, strange uncle."

Gojo Satoru was petrified. "Uncle?" He turned around and pointed at his own face in disbelief. Remember, he wasn't wearing an eyepatch.

But, damn it! It must have been Qingyi who taught me this!

The two looked at each other, Gojo Satoru grinned and said hello, "Auntie", Kyoka's face changed, and sparks flew between them.

On the other side, a woman with azure blue hair draped over her shoulders and as graceful as the sea walked barefoot on the calm crystal ground. A slight chill came from her snow-white jade feet. She was wearing a pure white haori, and her crystal eyes, as clear as the distant sky, had bid farewell to the past melancholy and revealed a hint of happiness.

She could see the people she longed to see again.

Alia had a faint smile on her lips. She was relaxing on the sea, but suddenly she felt a call from the unknown. The figure of Kamiya Seiichi immediately appeared in her mind, so she responded to the call without hesitation.

In the distance, stood a woman with long purple hair, with a hint of worry on her beautiful face. Her white gauze skirt fluttered gently, and the stars around her were floating up and down, as if worshiping their master. Her deep purple eyes were cast in this direction.

"You are...Aliya?"

Alia tilted her head in confusion. She had never seen this person before. Such a beautiful person, she would definitely remember it if she had seen it.

"He told me about you. Please come here. I'll take you to rest for a while."

Shinobu Kocho spoke softly to her, pulling her softly towards the central area of ​​the Avenue Realm, where two figures were already standing quietly: a green-haired loli and an elderly but extremely calm old man.

"What on earth is my student trying to do... Never mind. Although I am old, I still have the strength to clear away obstacles for the younger generation."

Although I am old, my sword is still sharp!

Old Master Yamamoto half-closed his eyes domineeringly, his mind wandering with thoughts. He then looked at the emerald-green curly-haired girl who had just reached his chest. The other party seemed to sense the loving gaze and glared back at him o?3?2o.

"A little girl, eh? And..."

The old man continued to look into the hazy distance. The white-haired man and the red-haired girl with a ponytail also came here noisily. Their speed was quite fast. Soon, there were several people gathered here.

Next to the cherry tree with falling petals, the quaint cottage was closed tightly. It was not until Shinobu Kocho brought Alia here that everyone turned their attention to the hostess of this world.

Shinobu Kocho bowed politely, then said solemnly, "Everyone, Qingyi is in trouble now and needs your help..."

Everyone's eyes fixed.

Naruto Uzumaki returned to his deserted and messy home. There was nothing but garbage on the cold floor. He threw the goggles on his head and hung them on the wall.

He collapsed directly onto the bed, his head buried in the pillow. The dark and dilapidated room was dead silent.