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Chapter 251 - Chapter 251 A Clash of Ice and Fire

"Boom—!"

With a low growl from Yoru, the air of the entire underground transfer platform seemed to ignite!

The extreme heat of Sun Breathing and the soul-freezing chill of Uraume's frost collided head-on without reservation in this narrow, confined space!

Two terrifying forces—one red and one white—intertwined, creating a violent energy storm.

"Sizzle—!"

Countless ice spikes melted and vaporized at a speed visible to the naked eye the moment they touched the deep red flames.

Dense white steam surged like an exploding cloud, instantly swallowing the entire platform's field of vision.

'This guy...'

Hiding behind a thick wall of ice, Uraume's eyes, usually cold and detached, were now filled with unmistakable shock.

He could clearly feel that his proud Ice Formation technique stood no chance against those strange flames!

This wasn't ordinary fire!

This was some kind of absolute, pure power of destruction that even carried a hint of divinity!

Even the fire of Jogo, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit who claimed to possess extreme temperatures, could never melt his ice so easily!

"Your ice is too brittle."

Just as Uraume was reeling in shock.

A voice as cold as frost suddenly pierced through the thick white steam, exploding beside his ear!

"What?!"

Uraume's pupils constricted violently as the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Swish—!"

Like a reaper cutting through the void, Yoru appeared instantly in front of the massive ice wall.

Shiranui in his hand blazed with a dazzling dark red light as he swung the blade down without the slightest hesitation!

"Sun Breathing, Second Form..."

"Clear Blue Sky!"

"Boom!"

A massive circular flame slash erupted from the bottom up!

The wall of absolute zero ice, which even an anti-tank missile couldn't penetrate, groaned under the weight of the dragon-like flame slash before shattering into pieces, leaving a massive gap!

"Crack, crack!"

However, Uraume was a thousand-year-old monster after all.

The moment the ice wall shattered, his hands blurred through signs, and the surrounding white steam instantly refroze.

It formed a thick layer of ice armor over his chest while he used the recoil from the wall's collapse to perform a desperate backbend to dodge.

"Tear—!"

Even so, the searing blade still grazed his chest.

It not only shattered the temporary ice armor but also incinerated his white monk robes, leaving a charred wound that exposed the bone!

Intense pain caused Uraume's face to contort instantly.

Recalling how they had been evenly matched during their first encounter at the subway station, Yoru was now significantly stronger in speed, power, and the temperature of those strange flames!

'This damned monkey actually got stronger again?!'

Uraume was horrified, but he didn't have time to dwell on it.

He realized with horror that Yoru hadn't even bothered to check if he was dead after smashing the wall.

Instead, Yoru used the momentum to leap right past him, continuing deep into the tunnel!

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Uraume grit his teeth, ignoring the agonizing pain in his chest as he slammed his palms together.

"Ice Formation: Icefall!"

"Rumble—!"

Accompanied by Uraume's roar, a torrent of frost several times more terrifying than before surged like a bursting dam, carrying devastating kinetic energy as it swept toward Yoru's back!

The frost torrent moved incredibly fast, catching up to Yoru's heels in the blink of an eye.

If swallowed by this flood, even a Special Grade Sorcerer would be crushed into shards of ice in an instant!

Yet, facing this overwhelming chill of death, Yoru didn't show the slightest intention of slowing down, nor did he even turn his head.

"How annoying."

A flicker of impatience crossed Yoru's eyes.

Within the vision of his Transparent World, the cursed energy residuals left by Kenjaku were growing fainter; if Uraume delayed him any longer, that cunning brain would definitely vanish with the Prison Realm.

"Since you're so hell-bent on dying..."

While moving at high speeds, Yoru suddenly spun around.

He took a deep breath, his lungs roaring like bellows.

The Slayer Mark on his forehead erupted in blinding red light as his blood temperature surged to a terrifying peak.

"Then I'll just burn you to ashes along with it!"

Yoru gripped the hilt of Shiranui with both hands. The flames on the blade shrunk and condensed violently into a solid, concentrated dark red brilliance.

"Sun Breathing, Twelfth Form..."

"Flame Dance!"

Just as Yoru was about to release the most powerful combo technique he currently possessed.

"Rumble!"

An immense cursed energy, a hundred times more terrifying than Uraume's Ice Formation and strong enough to make the entire Shibuya underground shake, suddenly erupted from the surface above!

"Hmm?"

Yoru's pupils narrowed slightly.

His Transparent World instantly pierced through the layers of earth to look at the surface.

It was a cursed energy as violent and evil as a black sun, carrying an aura of absolute destruction.

Sukuna!

The King of Curses, who had been fed fifteen fingers by Jogo, was finally baring his true fangs!

Opposite Sukuna, the searing cursed energy of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Jogo flickered like a candle in a storm, appearing precarious.

"As expected, the battle above has begun too..."

A look of solemnity flashed through Yoru's eyes.

Although he trusted Suguru Geto's strength, anything could happen when facing a monster at the level of a fifteen-finger Sukuna.

In that infinitesimal moment of distraction.

Uraume's Icefall slammed violently into the spot where Yoru had just been standing!

"Boom—!"

The entire underground platform shook violently as countless massive ice pillars shot upward, turning the area into an icy tomb.

"Got him!"

Panting heavily, Uraume stared at the frozen wasteland, a flash of ecstasy in his eyes.

However.

In the next second, his smile froze on his face.

He realized that the aura of Yoru swallowed by the Icefall had instantly transformed into a cluster of dissipating sparks.

An afterimage!

"Are you celebrating a bit too early?"

A cold voice suddenly rang out from above Uraume's head!

Uraume jerked his head up to see Yoru hovering directly above him like a giant bird with its wings spread, though no one knew when he had jumped!

Yoru's black Jujutsu High uniform flapped in the wind. Although a thin layer of frost had formed on its edges, Shiranui remained ablaze with unquenchable fire.

It turned out that the moment before the frost torrent hit him.

Though the extreme cold had slowed him for a split second, he had still used the afterimage of "Sun Breathing: Fake Rainbow" to dodge the lethal strike and leap into the air!

"You damn monkey!"

Furiously, Uraume crossed his hands, instantly forming a deep blue ice shield above his head.

But Yoru had no intention of engaging in a head-on struggle.

"I'd love to cut you down right now."

Yoru looked down at Uraume with an air of superiority.

"But unfortunately, I don't have time to waste on a watchdog like you."

As his words fell.

Yoru spun in mid-air, and Shiranui became a dazzling red meteor, slamming into the thick concrete ceiling above.

Not toward Uraume!

"Sun Breathing, Eighth Form..."

"Sunflower Thrust!"

"Boom—!"

Followed by a deafening roar.

The several-meter-thick concrete ceiling collapsed instantly under the violent slash of Sun Breathing, creating a massive opening!

Countless fragments of stone and rebar mixed with soil cascaded down like a waterfall, crushing Uraume as he was still forming his ice shield!

"Crash! Bang! Boom!"

A barrage of rubble slammed into the ice shield. While it didn't completely shatter his defense, the sudden collapse buried Uraume and the frozen zone entirely!

"Do you think mere rubble like this can trap me?!"

Uraume's furious roar echoed from within the debris.

"Trap you? No, you've misunderstood."

Yoru landed steadily on a piece of protruding rebar using the recoil. Looking down at the chaotic ruins, a cold smirk played on his lips.

"I just thought that since your master is having so much fun up there, a servant like you shouldn't miss out on the party."

Yoru looked up at the massive gap leading to the surface.

In the vision of the Transparent World, Kenjaku's cursed energy residual was extremely faint, but Yoru had already pinpointed his general location.

On the surface, the battle between Sukuna and Jogo had reached a fever pitch.

"Suguru, Nanami, Maki..."

Yoru's gaze turned incredibly sharp.

"Hang on. I'm coming."

"Whoosh!"

Yoru's figure turned into a red bolt of lightning, surging through the gap he had cleaved and heading toward the Shibuya surface, which was already a sea of flames!

Meanwhile.

On the surface.

Shibuya's central district had been completely reduced to a living hell.

"Rumble—!"

Violent explosions echoed one after another, and the soaring flames lit up the night sky like broad daylight.

In the center of a ruin that had been completely melted through.

The Special Grade Cursed Spirit Jogo was kneeling on the scorching asphalt, his body trembling violently with a mixture of extreme fear and excitement.

His single eye reflected a figure like a demon god.

The King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna.

Sukuna was shirtless, his body covered in eerie black markings.

He looked down at the kneeling Jogo, his crimson eyes devoid of any emotion, containing only absolute indifference and mockery.

"What's the matter?"

A cruel smile hung on Sukuna's lips as his voice echoed through the sea of fire.

"Weren't you acting high and mighty just now? Curse of the earth."

Jogo grit his teeth, staring intently at Sukuna. He tried to stand, but the terrifying pressure emanating from the depths of his soul made it impossible to move a muscle.

The gap was too wide.

It wasn't until he truly faced the legendary King of Curses that Jogo finally understood: his proud strength was as laughable as a baby's toy in front of this man!

"Come, small fry."

Sukuna tilted his head slightly and pointed a finger at Jogo.

"I'll give you a chance."

"If you can manage to hit me even once..."

Sukuna's grin widened, revealing a mouthful of pearly white teeth.

"I will graciously join your side."

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