Sometimes, fate takes strange turns—like the entangled destinies of Sukuna and Gojo Satoru. Even when the story has completely deviated from its original path, the world still insists they settle the score.
James watched the fierce battle between the two from afar and couldn't help but smile. The current Gojo Satoru was a little different from before. Without Makoto's assistance... what will you do now, Sukuna?
Across the vast battlefield, the clash of millions was a breathtaking sight. As the saying goes, when ten thousand march, it looks like the mountains move. But what about a million?
From the sky, countless figures filled the landscape—spreading across forests and open fields alike. Black spheres of Domain Expansions would erupt from time to time, but it was hard to tell whose they were. The battlefield stretched endlessly, its far edge hidden beyond the horizon.
A chaotic melee! A grand war!
Okkotsu Yūta was still locked in combat with a powerful Cursed Spirit—one that clearly ranked among the strongest within the sea of millions. It posed a serious threat to him.
But talent can defy reason. The sheer amount of cursed energy Okkotsu Yūta wielded was overwhelming. Every strike from his blade carried terrifying force. Any lesser Cursed Spirit caught in the crossfire between them would be instantly torn apart.
He narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. The wound on his right hand began to heal rapidly—reversal technique.
I can't waste any more time. The number of enemy Cursed Spirits is overwhelming. I must return to support the others quickly.
He held his sword across his chest and formed a seal with one hand. Cursed energy erupted around him in a massive surge.
A brilliant beam of light swallowed the surrounding Cursed Spirits, including the one he was facing.
Not to be outdone, his opponent expanded its Domain at the same moment.
A clash of Domains was about to begin!
Meanwhile, the Jujutsu masters outside the Domain continued to fight through the chaos—but there was no panic.
First, they had James supporting them from the sky.
From time to time, a majestic wave of sword energy would fall from above, turning entire clusters of Cursed Spirits into ashes.
Second, Geto Suguru had joined the battle.
Behind him surged tens of thousands of Cursed Spirits under his control. Over the past ten years, Geto had evolved his technique—he no longer needed to consume Cursed Spirits to command them. And now...
With hands forming seals, Geto's eyes lit up.
Domain Expansion!
The earth cracked beneath him, releasing a massive black vortex. Shadows spun rapidly behind him, forming a portal through which countless Cursed Spirits emerged.
Two ferocious demon gods loomed over twin Rashomon pillars. The gate rose from the ground, merging with the swirling darkness.
"Domain Expansion—Shura Lord of Life and Death!"
A massive field opened.
Tens of thousands of Cursed Spirits roared. Strange symbols appeared across their bodies, amplifying their cursed energy significantly. Though they lacked complex techniques, their enhanced bodies were enough to let them tear their enemies apart with fang and claw.
Any enemy Cursed Spirit devoured by them was spat out of the Rashomon portal and reborn as part of Geto's army.
A battlefield game-changer!
Elsewhere, Itadori and Tōdō fought side by side. Black lightning zipped through the battlefield, while violent shockwaves rippled in all directions. Whenever Itadori was in danger, a blood-red line would flash across the battlefield—Kamo Noritoshi's Blood Piercing support.
Far off, Kamo Noritoshi looked on in shock. Is there another prodigy from our clan?
"Young man, what are you gawking at?"
Daisuke Suta slapped Kamo on the shoulder. Several Cursed Spirits approached them, but Daisuke grinned coldly. With a casual wave, a gust of wind blew them away.
I couldn't beat Tenxiegui. I can't beat Sukuna. But you?
In a blink, Daisuke vanished, grabbing Kamo with one hand. A huge shockwave shattered the ground where they once stood.
Several special-grade Cursed Spirits locked their sights on them.
"What's with the hostility?" Daisuke sneered. "Think I can't crush you? I'm one of the Nine Pillars."
The cursed energy surged in his right hand. A dark curtain of energy unfurled and covered a large area.
Kamo Noritoshi gasped. Domain Expansion!
"Domain Expansion—Colorless and Empty Taizokukai!"
Daisuke's appearance shifted back to that of a middle-aged man. He strolled toward the special-grade Cursed Spirits, but they didn't react.
"After the fight with Tenxiegui, I asked myself—why couldn't I use my Domain Expansion?
Turns out, my cursed power was too weak.
So I stored it—along with my life essence—waiting for a moment like this."
He raised a finger and tapped a Cursed Spirit lightly on the head.
"My spell usually only affects myself, but once the domain is active, it influences others instantly. For instance…"
He smiled.
"You probably wondered why you didn't expand your domain too. Simple. You didn't feel like it. I removed your emotions."
With a casual slap, he crushed the Cursed Spirit's skull.
The others stood motionless.
He moved to each of them, calmly obliterating them one by one.
Kamo was drenched in sweat. So this is the Nine Pillars? So terrifying, so powerful... If Uncle Katsuhiko was like this back then—how dazzling must he have been?
Can my Red Blood Manipulation ever compare? I can't even match this unknown man!
Zhang Xiang: Are you being serious right now?
Meanwhile, Fushiguro Shiji and Fushiguro Megumi charged forward side by side atop Makura.
No soul escaped the Soul Devouring Sword. Sword light shimmered as wave after wave of Cursed Spirits fell.
Megumi, astride Makura, plunged deep into enemy lines.
With one sweep of the Demon-Exorcist Sword, dozens of Cursed Spirits were wiped out.
Though he hadn't tamed Mokyoo, Megumi had learned a method to make the beast ignore him—allowing him to fight alongside it. This method had been developed by Daisuke and a team of ritual experts specifically for dealing with Mokhtaras.
Elsewhere, Yuki Tsukumo had retreated behind the Jujutsu masters. Her spell was undergoing a breakdown—spell melting—and she wasn't participating in battle just yet. But it wouldn't be long. The reversal technique inside her was hard at work, and soon, she'd be back in action.
Nearby, Kugisaki, Maki, and Mai worked seamlessly as a trio.
Kugisaki's Curse Spirit Spell had incredible potential. With Daisuke's help, not only had she refined it further, but her physical capabilities had increased dramatically.
She could now defeat first-grade Cursed Spirits with ease, even without using her spell.
Wandering clouds flew through the battlefield, flattening groups of enemy Spirits. In the distance, Inumaki Toge's voice could be heard:
"Die!"
A huge wave of pressure followed, disintegrating a horde of Cursed Spirits. Mechamaru and Panda fought back-to-back—one close-range, the other long-range. Miwa Kasumi provided support from the middle.
Elsewhere, the old man Gakuganji strummed his electric guitar, sending waves of cursed energy with each strike. Dubbed "the light-music old man," he sent Cursed Spirits flying with every note. Utahime stood by, providing support.
Kusakabe Atsuya and Mei Mei moved swiftly across the battlefield, supporting fellow Jujutsu sorcerers who were struggling. Kusakabe even carried wounded allies to the rear—where Shōko Ieiri led the medical team.
"Looks like everyone's enjoying themselves," James murmured, spinning an ice lotus in his palm. His cold gaze settled on the agitated Lu Ziyunyi across from him, flanked by several ancient Jujutsu masters.
If I remember correctly, he thought, one of them has a technique for flight.
His ice-blue eyes narrowed as they locked onto Wu Lu Hengzi. Wasn't her cursed technique the one that flattened the sky into the earth?
But James wasn't in the mood.
Better to end this now.
He raised his hand.
The temperature plummeted.
Lu Ziyunyi immediately tensed.
"Hadō Tsukumo—Five Swirling Dragons of Destruction!"
Lu Ziyunyi: "...Huh?"
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