The moment the Grade 1 Cursed Spirit inside the village disappeared, the two Curse Users outside the Curtain immediately looked toward the village, hesitation flickering across their faces.
"That Grade 1 Cursed Spirit was specially enhanced by us. How much time has passed? Could it be that one from the Gojo clan? Has he reached Special Grade?" The bald Curse User clicked his tongue.
He was only here to make some money, he didn't want to lose his life.
The old man glanced at the bald man beside him. "Hmph, you're not worth plotting with. If that kid of the Gojo clan had come, the first to die wouldn't have been the Cursed Spirit, but us."
He hadn't expected this bald man to be so afraid of death, he was truly a disgrace to the Curse User Association.
"That's exactly right." A voice full of arrogance rang out from behind the two.
Not good!
Who is it?
The old man immediately made a hand seal, placing one palm over the index finger of the other hand.
Judgement Palm!
This technique allowed the user to act as the 'index finger' and turn their Cursed Energy into a 'palm.' The 'palm' could not harm the 'index finger,' using this method to achieve physical suppression.
Boom!!!
A giant palm appeared above the old man's head and slammed down violently, kicking up clouds of dust and debris.
"Is that all?"
The dust settled into silence.
That signature white hair was the first to be revealed, followed by those sapphire-blue eyes like gemstones.
The one they were talking about had arrived!
"Quick! Move! Or we'll all die!"
Cold sweat trickled down the old man's forehead. The immense pressure was already making it hard for him to breathe.
Satoru was a man with a hundred-million-yen bounty on his head from the moment he was born. Many desperate outlaws who snuck into the Gojo clan felt their hair stand on end just from a single glance from Satoru while he was still a kid. Now that he had grown up, he could exorcise multiple Grade 1 Cursed Spirits alone without taking any injuries.
"Damn it! How did he find this place?!" The bald man gritted his teeth.
He didn't want to die, he hadn't lived long enough, and he still had to save up money to become one of the elite.
A beautiful future was within reach!
Just a Satoru... I might not be unable to kill him.
The bald man instantly pulled back to create distance.
Then, under Satoru's calm and slightly curious gaze—
Boom!
The bald man stomped one foot on the ground, his thick hands clasped together, and dark, bloody Cursed Energy rose from beneath his feet.
"Domain Expansion: Riotous Blood Cage!"
Satoru just waited quietly for the man to fully activate his domain. Then, in a single moment, he found himself trapped inside a cage that was constantly dripping blood.
Within the boundless world of blood, the bald man stood in mid-air.
"Hahahaha! Is this the strongest of the Gojo clan? He's nothing special, easily trapped in my domain." The bald man laughed excitedly.
His nerves, which had been somewhat tense, immediately relaxed quite a bit after entering his own domain.
"Tch, and I thought it would be an interesting domain." Satoru lowered his sunglasses slightly, his sapphire-blue eyes looking upward.
Drip!
Thick blood dripped onto Satoru's uniform, making a hissing corrosive sound.
"Gojo Satoru, this is highly toxic blood. The longer you stay in my domain, the more the toxins will accumulate. After one minute, the accumulated toxins can leave an adult elephant with nothing but ash. How long can you hold out?" The bald man spoke provocatively.
Satoru slowly reached out his hand. "You're about to die. Are these your last words?"
No aura of Cursed Energy emanated from his body.
The bald man frowned.
Is he stupid?
Toxins have been falling for a full minute now. No matter how you look at it, I'm going to win, right?
This Six Eyes kid is so overrated.
"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue."
A speck instantly appeared on Satoru's finger. Then, it expanded in an instant, swallowing everything around it.
Crack!
Before the bald man could even react, his body was sucked into a twisted mist of blood.
Until the moment he died, he didn't understand what kind of technique Satoru had used.
"For a bald guy without even a name, it's only natural for you to lose."
Satoru brushed the dust off himself and used Cursed Energy to repair the marks corroded by the blood on his shoulder.
With the bald man's death, his domain collapsed in an instant, and sunlight once again shone on Satoru.
"Satoru, stop playing around. Hurry up and bring Shoko and Okkotsu out. Sensei is getting a bit angry." Suguru's voice rang out.
Satoru turned his head and saw Suguru standing not far away. The blood splattered on his school uniform and the cracks on the ground told him that the other Curse User had already become fertilizer for the earth.
"So noisy. A mere Curtain, I'll just open it easily." Satoru picked at his ear and then reached out his hand.
Boom!!!
The Curtain, which had been forcibly set up by two First-Grade Curse Users, was shattered just like that, as if it were nothing.
The moment the Curtain shattered, Satoru and Suguru both looked toward the center of the village. They exchanged a glance and instantly flashed away.
Meanwhile, Renji, who was lying on Shoko's lap gasping for breath, felt his body getting heavier and heavier. Both his and Shoko's eardrums had ruptured.
His body had entered a state of exhaustion due to forcibly maintaining Cursed Energy far beyond his physical capacity for a long time. His legs could no longer move, and white bone protruded through the skin.
On Shoko's side, due to repeated use of Reverse Cursed Technique, the Cursed Energy in her body was depleted. Several ribs were broken, and even her forearm was snapped from Yogami's attack. Although she was slightly better off than Renji, she would need at least half a day to recover her Cursed Energy before she could move.
"There are still an unknown number of Curse Users outside." Shoko murmured to herself, her world silent at this moment.
Normally, she would have immediately sensed that the Curtain outside the village had disappeared. However, the two of them were currently in the place where the Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, Yogami, had hidden for a long time, and the Cursed Energy here was like a layer of elastic film. It forcibly blocked the intrusion of other Cursed Energy, which meant that Shoko, a Jujutsu Sorcerer sensitive to Cursed Energy, could not receive any information now.
A minute later.
Tap... Tap... Tap...
"Shoko, Okkotsu, you guys..."
Suguru was stunned the moment he saw them. The two of them together couldn't muster even a trace of Cursed Energy.
"Suguru, do you know Reverse Cursed Technique? If you do, heal them. I'm too lazy to carry them back." Satoru put his hands behind his head.
After seeing with his own eyes that his companions hadn't died, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and started joking around.