During this period, Itadori Yuji was force-fed a large number of Sukuna's fingers at once, making it impossible for him to suppress Sukuna's will.
Ryomen Sukuna erupted, first fighting Jogo and then intervening to help Fushiguro Megumi subjugate Mahoraga.
The consecutive battles completely destroyed the heart of Shibuya, resulting in countless casualties.
Meanwhile, Itadori Yuji woke up amidst the ruins and successfully defeated a fully matured Mahito.
"Geto!"
Mahito fled pathetically, but the figure of 'Geto Suguru' suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his path.
Kenjaku looked down at Mahito, who was crawling on the ground. His voice was neither sad nor happy, as calm as it always was.
"Do you need my help, Mahito?"
Not far away, Itadori Yuji arrived. Hearing Mahito's shout as he fled, he reacted immediately.
The person in front of him was the true mastermind behind this Shibuya Incident!
"Give Gojo-sensei back to me!"
Kenjaku remained unmoved, merely summoning a catfish cursed spirit representing earthquakes to block the charging Itadori Yuji.
After stumbling several times, Itadori Yuji leaped over the catfish on the ground, but was blocked again by several centipede cursed spirits released by Kenjaku using [CURSED SPIRIT MANIPULATION].
He took the opportunity to strike, heavily wounding Itadori Yuji.
"Geto, give him back!"
"Give Gojo-sensei back!"
Looking at the blood-soaked Itadori Yuji, who was still struggling to stand with a look of pure defiance, Kenjaku couldn't help but chuckle.
"Sukuna's vessel, I'm almost proud of you."
"What a resilient personality!"
Just then, Mahito suddenly leaped from the ground, reaching out to touch 'Geto Suguru' beside him.
Kenjaku had anticipated this, slightly turning his body to dodge Mahito's attack while reaching out his hand to subjugate him.
Just as he activated [CURSED SPIRIT MANIPULATION], a powerful hand suddenly appeared, tightly gripping his wrist.
This hand's strength was extraordinarily great, leaving him with no way to resist at all.
Crack!
The sound of bones shattering rang out as the wrist was crushed into a pulp of flesh.
With such a massive injury, Kenjaku's nerves couldn't even register the pain; there was only numbness.
He snapped his head around to look at the person standing before him, his eyes widening in shock.
The man before him had a sturdy build, his loose clothing unable to hide his fierce aura.
Beneath messy black hair was a face that seemed to be constantly sneering, with a particularly prominent scar at the corner of his mouth.
Such a striking appearance caused memories to flood back, and he immediately recognized the visitor's identity.
"Zen'in... Toji?!"
"It's not Zen'in, it's Fushiguro!"
Hearing 'Geto Suguru' call out his name, Toji's brow furrowed slightly. His mocking expression vanished, replaced by a look of dissatisfaction.
"Don't call me by that disgusting name, or I'll kill you!"
A man who had long been dead had suddenly appeared before him. Thoughts flashed through Kenjaku's mind, instantly connecting the dots.
According to Geto Suguru's memories, this Heavenly Pact Tyrant had long ago been killed by Gojo Satoru, but his body was never found afterward.
Furthermore, that specific period was right after the three of them had first encountered the Shinigami.
The answer was obvious: Zen'in Toji had been taken by the Shinigami.
The Shinigami's goal was the souls of the strong. Although the Heavenly Pact Tyrant had no cursed energy, in terms of raw power, he was definitely among the strongest!
And now, the deceased Toji had suddenly returned to the world and stopped his actions... Could it be that the Shinigami was watching this place?
Kenjaku held his severed arm to stop the bleeding, his face turning incredibly grim.
"You were sent by that Shinigami. What is your purpose?"
Various complicated thoughts flashed through his mind. A thousand years of history allowed him to maintain a final sliver of composure.
Toji tossed away the severed hand and shook off the remaining bits of flesh and blood. After turning around, he waved his hand casually.
He looked as if he were shooing away a bothersome insect.
"Get lost. Don't annoy me."
This indifferent attitude made Kenjaku feel a sense of relief.
It seemed the Shinigami's target was not him.
But seeing Toji's next move, his recently relaxed nerves tightened again.
Toji turned around and moved, his figure suddenly flickering to the side of Mahito, who was trying to crawl away.
He raised his foot and stepped heavily on Mahito's waist.
"Scum, where do you think you're going?"
The moment Toji made contact, Mahito immediately activated his technique, but Toji remained completely unaffected.
Mahito lay prone on the ground, struggling to turn his face, looking up at Toji in disbelief.
"You..."
Before he could finish, a sharp pain erupted in his waist, followed by a series of crisp cracking sounds.
His entire waist was crushed into meat paste by Toji's foot, collapsing inward as bones shattered and pierced through the surrounding skin.
"Argh—!"
"Shut up!"
Toji delivered another kick, controlling the angle and force as he aimed for Mahito's jaw.
Bang!
Mahito's mouth instantly shattered under the immense force. Flesh, teeth, and bone flew everywhere, leaving him unable to speak.
The cursed spirit no longer looked human. He could only crawl pathetically and powerlessly on the ground, tears flowing along with blood down his cheeks.
A harsh low growl squeezed out of his throat.
"Mmm-mmm..."
"Stay here quietly. Don't go increasing my workload for no reason."
After making Mahito stop, Toji turned around, only to see 'Geto Suguru' still standing there with an indescribably ugly expression.
"Why haven't you gotten lost yet?"
Kenjaku looked at Mahito with regret. Hearing Toji's question, he was about to speak when Toji waved him off.
"Forget it, you're not important anyway."
Toji said casually, his gaze scanning the area before landing on Itadori Yuji.
At this time, the teachers from Kyoto arrived with a group of students. Kusakabe also arrived with Panda, protecting Itadori Yuji in the center.
"Itadori, you're still Itadori right now, right?"
"What exactly is going on here?"
"Geto Suguru, and... Zen'in Toji?!"
"Setting aside Geto Suguru, what's with the Heavenly Pact Tyrant who died over ten years ago?"
Kusakabe's face was full of shock, his mouth slightly agape, the cigarette butt falling to the ground.
Beside him, Iori Utahime looked equally stunned.
Two people who had long been dead had suddenly appeared before them; there were clearly things going on that they didn't understand.
"Kamo Noritoshi!"
An angry roar rang out as Choso emerged from the side, suddenly appearing in the clearing.
His face was full of rage, his expression even twisted, and his eyes were fixed deathly on Geto Suguru at the center.
Killing intent surged.
Hearing Choso's roar, the sorcerers all looked toward 'Geto Suguru' in the center of the battlefield.
They had all heard the name Kamo Noritoshi, known as the most evil sorcerer in history.
If Kamo Noritoshi had switched bodies through some kind of technique, then the Geto Suguru before them was his current form.
This explanation made sense and was acceptable to everyone.
But what about the Heavenly Pact Tyrant?
"Kamo Noritoshi, I'll kill you!"
After Choso appeared, he immediately charged toward 'Geto Suguru'.
Just as he was about to reach him, a white-haired monk with a bob cut suddenly appeared, blocking his path.
"Out of the way! I'm the big brother!"
"Who cares about that!"
After blocking Choso's attack, Uraume flickered to 'Geto Suguru's' side.
Kenjaku's attention wasn't on these sorcerers at all; his gaze remained fixed on Toji not far away.
Seeing his reaction, Uraume also looked at Toji and couldn't help but ask 'Geto Suguru', "Who is this guy?"
Kenjaku remained unmoved, not even answering.
Choso also noticed 'Geto Suguru's' abnormality and turned his head toward Toji.
"Is he another one of Kamo Noritoshi's companions?"
Toji watched as more and more sorcerers appeared. Without any sense of urgency, he scratched his cheek with an air of relaxed ease.
"They just keep popping up one after another. There are far too many people here."
"After all, this scene looks just like a final showdown in a movie."
A voice that no living person could hear reached Toji's ears. He looked toward the source of the sound.
Whoosh!
In a field of vision invisible to the living, a black figure suddenly appeared beside him.
The newcomer wore simple clothing with a short blade at his waist. He had clean features, but a cold aura emanated from him due to his perpetual stoicism.
What struck Toji most were the newcomer's eyes, which shone with an ominous blood-red light in the dark night, three pitch-black tomoe slowly spinning within.
Sharingan!
The Uchiha Clan!
Seeing the newcomer, Toji remarked, "You took your sweet time. The BOSS had you stationed here; were you hiding somewhere slacking off?"
"How is that possible? Please don't slander me, senior."
The newcomer's name was Uchiha Ming, an elite of the Uchiha Clan.
Ever since Ren opened the spatial passage to this world, he had been sent to guard this place and collect the souls of the strong.
He patted his chest, which let out a faint clinking sound.
"The number of deaths here was too high. It took me some effort to collect a few usable souls."
"While they might not be called 'strong,' their abilities are decent enough, which is why I'm a bit late."
Hearing Uchiha Ming's explanation, Toji nodded slightly, then turned toward the group surrounding Itadori Yuji in the distance, gesturing with his chin.
"Go and bring Sukuna over."
"Understood!"
Although the people present couldn't see Uchiha Ming or hear his voice, they could see Toji.
Although they weren't sure who Toji was talking to, the phrase 'capture Itadori Yuji' rang out clearly across the clearing.
Upon hearing this, the sorcerers instantly became alert, gripping their weapons and shielding Itadori Yuji.
Beside 'Geto Suguru', Uraume immediately noticed the key word.
"I don't know who you are, but you must not target Lord Sukuna!"
Uraume moved, flickering to stand in front of Toji.
"Ice Formation: Frost Calm!"
Holding a hand to the mouth, cursed energy surged within, the technique activated, exhaling a blast of cold air.
The biting cold instantly froze the person in front, forming a massive block of ice that appeared abruptly in the clearing.
Choso also reacted immediately.
"What are you trying to do to my brother!"
With a roar, he flickered in front of the group of sorcerers.
His technique activated, blood surged and wrapped around half of his body, forming a solid crimson armor.
Blood Manipulation!
Just as his armor stabilized and he took a combat stance, a series of continuous dull thuds came from behind him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Choso turned immediately, only to see the sorcerers being sent flying.
As if struck by something invisible, everyone was knocked backward through the air and across the ground, scattered in all directions.
"Argh..."
Faces twisted in pain as cries of agony rang out.
"What on earth happened!"
Choso's heart was full of confusion. Before he could realize what was going on, he saw his brother Itadori Yuji floating in the air at a low height, his posture incredibly strange.
Itadori Yuji's hands and feet were restrained, and his mouth was tightly closed, preventing escape. He could only let out muffled "mmm-mmm" growls.
His waist was arched high while his head and feet hung low, as if he were being hoisted into the air by an invisible hand.
Although Choso didn't know what had happened in that instant, his protective instinct for his brother acted before his brain could process it.
"Let go of my brother!"
"Blood Manipulation: Blood Blade!"
Rushing to Itadori Yuji's side, Choso gripped the newly formed blood blade and swung it at the air above Itadori's arched waist.
There must be a hand lifting his brother; as long as he cut that hand, he could save him!
But as soon as he charged, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen as a powerful force struck him.
Under this invisible attack, he spat out blood and was sent flying.
Itadori Yuji, being carried by an invisible figure, saw his surroundings flash by in his struggle until a massive block of ice came into view.
As well as the monk with the bob cut who had just appeared.
"Lord Sukuna!"
Just as Uraume was about to act, a series of cracking sounds erupted from the block of ice, and in an instant, it was covered in a dense web of fractures.
Seeing this, Uraume was startled and retreated several steps.
'He took my technique head-on at such a low temperature... how could there still be a way to survive?!'
'Not to mention shattering the ice from the inside!'
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the ice block burst, sending shards flying in all directions.
Amidst the falling, glistening ice fragments, a figure stepped out with easy strides.
"This is your technique? How mediocre."
Toji walked through the ice shards on the ground, exiting the range of the cold mist.
His sharp eyes looked at Uraume with a look of contempt.
"Hmph."
With a snort, Toji's figure instantly vanished from Uraume's field of vision.
Before Uraume could react, their vision was covered by darkness as a large hand suddenly clamped around their neck.
Uraume's face was filled with shock. Their breathing was cut off, and their feet lost contact with the ground, making the feeling of suffocation even more urgent.
Their vision rose as they looked at the muscular man in front of them with utter disbelief.
'How can anyone be this fast!'
'I couldn't even see him, let alone react!'
Toji lifted Uraume with one hand, a wicked smile spreading across his lips.
"And who the hell are you? Speak up."
"Right, I'm choking you, so you can't talk. Since you can't answer, just die."
Just as Toji was about to exert force, his abnormally sensitive ears twitched, and he looked toward Uchiha Ming's position.
Someone was approaching, their target being the Itadori Yuji in Uchiha Ming's hands.
"One after another... these sorcerers really are annoying."
"Who is it this time!"
Uchiha Ming also sensed the sudden appearance of this presence and gave a light lift, allowing Itadori Yuji to dodge the rescue attempt.
A sweep of his Sharingan clearly identified the incoming object.
It was a skeleton resembling a long snake, spiraling through the air.
Seeing the attack fail, the snake skeleton immediately abandoned Itadori Yuji and retreated.
Tap, tap, tap...
The sound of footsteps echoed.
A graceful figure emerged from the distant gloom, with the snake skeleton circling above her.
The woman had a mature, shapely figure. Her tight jeans accentuated the beautiful curves of her legs, and her upper body was proud and erect, wearing only a black tank top that revealed her smooth, pale arms.
Long golden hair swayed with her steps, exuding a captivating charm.
The woman's sexy voice rang out.
"My long-dead classmate Geto, and the Tyrant Toji who died even earlier."
"Coming here was worth it just to see things one normally never sees."
As she drew closer, 'Geto Suguru's' brow furrowed, his expression becoming increasingly grim.
And Toji also recognized the identity of the woman who had arrived.
"Special Grade Sorcerer, Yuki Tsukumo."
"Looks like all the trash sorcerers have gathered here."
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