After the three left,
a figure stepped out once more from an unnoticed corner of the shrine.
Crossing the pool of blood at the entrance, the newcomer silently entered the Star Palace.
"Are you all alright?"
Utahime, Mei Mei, Nanami, and Gakuganji—
the four who had entered the battlefield regrouped with the students.
Facing Utahime's worried gaze, the Kyoto students shook their heads.
When those two clashed, they seemed to have deliberately controlled the direction of the shockwaves.
The "injured" referred to the Tokyo students, and the "dead"… referred to the curse slumped weakly in Panda's arms.
So there were no real casualties—everyone was safe.
"Curse spirit, spill everything you know. Now."
Gakuganji straightened his aged body slightly, his cold gaze fixed on White Zetsu.
"Yo, white-brow bald guy."
Curled up in Panda's arms, White Zetsu spoke defiantly:
"I, your Zetsu-san, am a man of iron bones!"
"And you, you old fossil, think you can make me confess? Keep dreaming in broad daylight!"
Struggling to his feet, White Zetsu lit a cigarette.
"Those eyebrows of yours look like mud loaches."
"What's wrong?"
"Just because a stinky loach touches some seawater, you think you're seafood now?"
A puff of smoke drifted from his mouth as he shot Gakuganji a look of pure disdain.
"What kind of trash are you, talking to your Zetsu-san like that?"
He still hadn't forgotten what happened at the juvenile detention center.
Experiencing White Zetsu's nonstop trash talk for the first time, Gakuganji's body stiffened, a strange flush rising to his face.
Silently, he unzipped the case at his side. Cursed energy surged.
"Oh~"
"Not bad for an old man—pretty flashy, huh?"
Looking at the red-and-black electric guitar in Gakuganji's hands, White Zetsu smirked:
"What, planning to dedicate a song to me?"
"White Zetsu, stop talking!" Panda muttered, sensing trouble as he saw the killing intent in Gakuganji's eyes.
If it really came to blows, they wouldn't be able to stop him.
Especially with the Kyoto students present—Gakuganji wasn't alone.
Should've shut that loud mouth earlier…
Gakuganji's gaze swept over the Tokyo students blocking White Zetsu—especially Yuji.
A strange glint flashed in his eyes.
Not just White Zetsu…
Gakuganji's fingers moved across the strings—just as he was about to attack—
Since Gojo Satoru was currently restrained, maybe the vessel of Sukuna could be eliminated as well.
A beam of azure cursed energy suddenly roared past, about a meter above his head.
BOOM!
The torii gate overhead exploded, wood and stone fragments scattering everywhere.
"Old man, don't move carelessly."
"Miss your mark, and that shiny bald head of yours might just explode."
Gojo Satoru's warning voice echoed from afar.
"Go—jo—Sa—toru!"
Gakuganji cursed under his breath, his face flushing red again.
He almost forgot—that guy's mouth wasn't exactly clean either.
"Looks like you don't like that old man much either."
Gojo drew his hand back to his chest, smiling faintly as he spoke to Mirai.
That attack just now—he'd already prepared himself to take a hit head-on if necessary.
"No need to take advantage of something like that."
Mirai replied calmly, his tone filled with absolute confidence.
Besides, that old man was planning to go after Yuji.
At this stage, Yuji's value hadn't been fully realized yet.
No cursed techniques—just pure hand-to-hand combat.
And yet, with just fists and kicks, the area around them had already been reduced to ruins.
Gojo's expression looked relaxed, but deep within his azure eyes, a trace of seriousness emerged.
The Ten Shadows Technique, an unknown special-grade curse, and that space-manipulating technique tied to those blood-red eyes…
What exactly was that smiling bastard planning?
The longer the fight dragged on, the stronger that unsettling feeling became.
Now that the students were out of danger, Gojo stopped holding back.
Raising one hand before his chest, his ring and pinky fingers curled, middle finger wrapped around the index—
Cursed energy surged violently as Gojo revealed that villain-like grin once more.
At the same time—
Mirai's lowered arm formed a complex hand seal. His cursed energy spiked.
"Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void!"
"Domain Expansion: Final Scene — Glazed Moon!"
BOOM!!!
Suspended above the forest,
a massive spherical barrier instantly enveloped the two of them.
At the entrance of the battleground, everyone stared at the enormous sphere, swallowing nervously.
Even Gakuganji lost interest in arguing with the curse.
Except for White Zetsu, no one present had expected Zen'in Mirai to be this powerful.
Not only matching that monster Gojo Satoru in close combat—
but now, even in Domain Expansion…
The black outer shell concealed everything inside.
But the trembling sphere, the leaking traces of cursed energy…
The seemingly even battle made everyone's scalp tingle.
Tokyo Jujutsu High. Kyoto Prefectural.
Both sides shared the same absurd thought:
Could the strongest… actually lose?
Inside—
An endless starry sky stretched infinitely.
Pure white and pitch black intertwined and fused together.
Within Unlimited Void, a radiant glass-like moon emitted a terrifying blood-red glow.
Sharp silver light. Thick crimson energy.
Two completely different cursed energies coexisted in the same sky—devouring and repelling each other.
Above the cursed starry landscape,
Gojo and Mirai stood facing each other.
Cursed energy surged endlessly as both repeated the same actions:
First—continuously regenerating their domains, repairing damaged boundaries with immense cursed energy.
Second—sacrificing the guaranteed-hit effect to make their domains more stable and durable.
Gojo's Unlimited Void.
Mirai's Final Scene — Glazed Moon.
Both were non-physical instant-kill domains.
Even without guaranteed-hit effects, as long as the opponent remained inside, they would still be affected.
Therefore—
Between two domains with identical properties,
whoever's domain collapsed first would suffer devastating damage.
In terms of closed domains,
both had already reached the highest level.
Deep within the starry sky, Gojo grinned wildly.
Since birth—
Friends, mentors, comrades, juniors…
Even Geto, who had walked beside him for a time—
Gojo had always kept a clear boundary between himself and them.
Because deep down, he believed one thing:
He was the strongest.
He enjoyed being with others—
yet at the same time, he longed for someone who could force him to go all out.
"You… are really something!"
Gojo roared in excitement, pushing his cursed energy to its peak.
"You're not bad either."
Standing atop the blood moon, Mirai's usually indifferent face revealed a rare, genuine smile.
Though he still had many trump cards hidden—
Those who could push him this far…
could be counted on one hand.
Silver light surged. Bloodlight flooded the sky.
In response to Gojo's rising excitement, Mirai answered with even greater power.
At this moment—
their clash within the domain reached its peak.
The barrier surrounding them trembled violently.
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds…
—CRACK!
Long fractures suddenly spread across the spherical shell.
The cracks twisted, spreading—
until it collapsed.
BOOM!!
A thunderous explosion echoed across the sky.
The two returned to reality.
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