In an instant, countless dense [Acrux] symbols emerged in the air.
Those were Cursed Energy remnants invisible to the naked eye, burning quietly alongside the immense heat.
Now, the Interstellar Flight technique integrated all these remnants, surging toward Jogo like a tsunami!
Heatwaves, flashes, and explosions erupted simultaneously.
Descent!
BOOM—!!
The shockwave from the excessive explosion sent Hoshikira Roro, who had been standing steadily, flying backward.
The massive impact hit him like a heavy punch.
He flew through the air for at least two or three meters before hitting the ground and rolling three or four times like a gourd before stopping.
His head was buzzing.
This was the first time he had used this method to attack, and even he didn't know the power would be so great.
He never would have imagined that a simple Fire Technique, merely by raising the temperature, could cause such divine might.
Just the aftershocks alone were enough to injure him.
If he hadn't been constantly reinforcing himself with Cursed Energy, that shockwave would have sent him straight to the emergency room!
—This Cursed Spirit being ranked as a Special Grade Cursed Spirit must be a mistake!
While it was still hard to imagine Jogo fighting a Special Grade Sorcerer like Kinji Hakari, if it were just a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer, they would be no match for this Cursed Spirit.
Jogo alone had completely changed Hoshikira Roro's impression of all other Special Grade Cursed Spirits.
Hoshikira Roro adjusted his breathing, trying his best to calm his racing heart.
He pushed himself up from the ground, feeling pain all over his body.
He couldn't tell if it was bruising or something else, but he didn't have the strength to judge; he could only force himself to stand.
He stared wide-eyed toward Jogo's position.
The area was filled with black smoke, which had now entered his blind spot of knowledge.
He could understand that a massive amount of heat gathered together would explode, but would it produce black smoke?
Was this black smoke formed by the Shell Spirit being ignited?
Or was some unknown chemical phenomenon occurring that he didn't understand?
Was Jogo blown to pieces and dead?
Or was he still clinging to life?
"Impressive."
Suddenly, Jogo's voice emerged from the black smoke.
"You really... almost killed me."
Hoshikira Roro's heart sank, thinking his strategy hadn't worked because Jogo's voice was too calm, with no anger in it.
Based on his personality from their conversation just now, if the attack had been effective, he should have immediately started screaming and shouting death threats, but he didn't.
He was as calm as a glacier.
First to appear was a giant crater.
Hoshikira Roro recalled the Jujutsu World's description of Special Grade Cursed Spirits.
To put it simply, a Special Grade Cursed Spirit was like a cluster missile.
What he saw now was the scene after being bombarded by a cluster missile.
The corridor had been completely blown through, with scorched marks everywhere.
Heatwaves expanded outward endlessly, and the backdraft caused a gale to whip through the empty corridor.
No, there was no corridor left.
The ceiling and the floor had both vanished, and even the walls on both sides were gone.
At the edges, the stone was melting into a golden-red color.
In the rising heat, the golden-red light looked like the manifestation of a god or demon, displaying endless majesty.
The problem was that when the Jujutsu World used a cluster missile to describe a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, the evaluation was comprehensive, not just a single output!
Jogo, with just one attack—no, to be precise, the aftershock of one attack—could rival a cluster missile!
Hoshikira Roro's first reaction to this was relief.
If he hadn't immediately marked Jogo and Hanami with Cursed Energy Imprints, and if this had been a chance encounter, he probably would have been...
...incinerated the moment he got close to Jogo.
This was too lucky.
Finally, Jogo emerged from the black smoke.
Hoshikira Roro was so shocked he lost his voice.
Because in his eyes, half of Jogo's body had been blown open!
His left arm and left leg were completely gone.
Looking at the inside of the halved body, there were no organs or fat, only charred meat.
The excessive high temperature had cauterized his wounds, creating the current scene.
If he were human, he would have been dead long ago.
But Jogo was a Cursed Spirit, so he didn't die.
He remained standing, his expression unexpectedly calm.
But Hoshikira Roro only felt terror, like the calm before a storm.
"You must have been attacked while completely unprepared, right?" Hoshikira Roro asked.
By 'unprepared,' he meant that even his Cursed Energy reinforcement hadn't kept up.
Whether it's a Shell Spirit or a Sorcerer, if they don't use Cursed Energy to reinforce themselves, they are unexpectedly fragile.
Shell Spirits are slightly better because they are born with Cursed Energy reinforcement—an advantage of being Cursed Energy creatures.
But Jujutsu Sorcerers are much worse; without Cursed Energy reinforcement, their physical performance is only slightly better than an ordinary person's, not enough to create a massive gap.
Of course, cases like the Tyrant and Ryomen Sukuna are special circumstances and cannot be generalized.
"I was indeed unprepared, but my luck is very good."
Jogo's lips curled up.
"Remember when I lifted my clothes while you were explaining your technique?"
"At that time, I was too curious about your technique, so I followed your words to look for the Cursed Energy Imprint."
"At that moment, I subconsciously stopped increasing the temperature."
"It was truly a stroke of luck."
It was indeed lucky.
If he had continued to raise the temperature at that rate, the power would have been enough to blow Jogo to death directly.
But it was just that little bit of power short—a miss is as good as a mile!
Suddenly, a massive amount of Cursed Energy erupted from half of Jogo's body.
Hoshikira Roro's eyes widened.
This half of his body was actually regenerating at high speed!
This was an ability unique to Cursed Spirits; because they are Cursed Energy creatures, they can regenerate infinitely as long as their Cursed Energy isn't exhausted!
Even if their energy is exhausted and only a head remains, they can fully regenerate their body within a few months.
Having a mere half of his body blown to pieces was not a fatal blow for Jogo!
Snap.
Jogo's regenerated foot stepped onto the ground.
"I'll admit it, Old Human... no, Hoshikira Roro," Jogo said calmly.
"You are a powerful opponent."
"Against you, I must not have any arrogance."
"You only realized that now?" Hoshikira Roro mocked loudly, preparing to counterattack.
"One-tenth of my Cursed Energy... has already been exceeded."
Hoshikira Roro frowned, a sudden ominous premonition rising.
"So—"
Jogo formed hand seals and said slowly, "Let me use my full power to kill you."
Immense fear exploded in Hoshikira Roro's heart!
The massive amount of energy Jogo raised did not form fire but instead expanded outward like a shockwave, rampaging as if to envelop the entire space.
Hoshikira Roro knew what this feeling was, which was why he felt such great terror.
This was—
"Domain Expansion," Jogo said quietly, "Coffin of the Iron Mountain."
A loud noise interrupted Jogo's Domain Expansion.
Something plummeted from above, and Jogo's Domain Expansion was forced back because a massive Cursed Energy was spreading at an incredible speed.
The diffusing energy was like a roaring tidal wave expanding outward, with a Cursed Energy storm within the smoke.
Hoshikira Roro and Jogo saw the scene at the same time.
Mahito was in a standard rider kick pose, his foot slamming into Kinji Hakari's abdomen.
Kinji Hakari, like a broken ragdoll, let Mahito kick him without any resistance, falling straight down.
That loud noise just now was Mahito kicking Kinji Hakari down to the next floor, then the next, and the next, floor after floor.
They fell all the way from the roof to the ground floor!
In an instant, Mahito and Kinji Hakari disappeared from Hoshikira Roro and Jogo's sight.
Jogo was ecstatic: "Mahito is going to win!"
Hoshikira Roro was in disbelief: "How is that possible? Kinji... will lose?"
Amidst the roar, Mahito and Kinji Hakari both fell to the bottom floor.
After that, a massive thunderous sound that seemed to shake the entire parking garage arose.
Hoshikira Roro wanted to jump down through the crater, but Jogo suddenly stepped forward, and Hoshikira Roro was stuck in place as if walking on the spot.
Jogo split his mouth into a wide grin and laughed: "Hahaha, it seems even you yourself are subject to the Spatial Control!"
"The tables have turned!"
"Now I'm the one holding you back, not allowing you to interfere in the battle between Mahito and that kid!"
It was indeed as Jogo said.
Once the Interstellar Flight technique was active, everyone, including the user, had to accept its spatial rules!
The Cursed Energy Imprint on Hoshikira Roro and the one on Jogo were not adjacent, so neither side could reach the other no matter what!
Now, there was only one way to go down through the crater.
Jogo stared at Hoshikira Roro with his single eye: "So, are you going to release the Spatial Control?"
'Should I release it?' Hoshikira Roro thought.
If it were released, Jogo would surely use his signature Fire Technique in that instant, incinerating him in a heartbeat!
Jogo had mentioned killing him multiple times and was clearly already anticipating the end of Interstellar Flight.
"I can't release it!" Hoshikira Roro thought.
"Even though I'm confident I could help Kinji if I rushed to his side now, my Cursed Technique is better suited for support and assistance than a frontal confrontation like this; I wouldn't be able to display my true strength at all."