I Became a Demon Sword and Traveled the Anime Worlds

Sukuna had returned to his former peak.

Two faces.

Four arms.

The burnt-out Cursed Technique in his brain recovered in an instant.

The change happened too abruptly. Even Satoru Gojo could not pull himself out of range immediately.

Sukuna had already moved.

Two hands formed a seal, while the mouth on his abdomen began chanting.

At point-blank range, he unleashed a maximum-output Dismantle.

Invisible slashes surged forward.

Everything along their path was severed.

Gojo twisted his body with every ounce of strength he had, barely avoiding the slash aimed at his waist.

The price was his left forearm.

It was cut cleanly from the joint.

Blood sprayed across the air.

With his Cursed Technique still burnt out, Gojo could only widen the distance as much as possible, buying time until he could fully repair his technique.

Even so, a thought flashed through his mind.

Still pulling out a transformation trope at this point?

How old-fashioned.

Joking aside, Gojo had already realized what was coming.

Behind him, Sukuna formed another seal.

"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine."

Because of the Binding Vow Sukuna imposed, the Domain's original maximum radius of two hundred meters was forcibly reduced to one hundred.

But one hundred meters was more than enough.

With his Cursed Technique burnt out, Gojo had no way to escape the Domain's range in time.

The moment Malevolent Shrine unfolded, the sure-hit effect activated.

Countless Dismantles and Cleaves began cutting everything inside the Domain without distinction.

The ground.

The forest.

Satoru Gojo.

Everything was covered in slashes.

The earth shattered. The trees were annihilated into dust. Gojo, standing at the center of the storm, was struck in an instant by more cuts than could be counted.

Wounds opened across his body.

Blood covered his face.

Yet Gojo was smiling.

It seems I have an overwhelming advantage in sorcerer performance.

After determining that Sukuna's slashes could not kill him in a short time, Gojo's smile became confident again.

He adjusted his stance and gathered his Cursed Energy.

"Falling Blossom Emotion."

At the same time, he used Reverse Cursed Technique to repair the burnt-out Cursed Technique in his brain.

This time, when the invisible slashes approached, Gojo sensed the Cursed Energy fluctuations and automatically countered them, reducing the damage as much as possible.

The two entered a stalemate.

But only for a moment.

Once Gojo felt his technique recover, he made the hand sign again.

Sukuna's expression shifted the moment he saw it. He immediately moved to interrupt.

Too late.

"Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void."

With Gojo as the center, his Domain unfolded once more.

He expanded its range to the maximum, enveloping the surrounding battlefield completely.

Gojo smiled.

"Looks like the Domain battle is about to end."

His Cursed Energy began to rise.

"This time, I'll decide the winner with one blow."

He crossed his hands and stared straight ahead.

"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue."

"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."

Blue and Red appeared behind him.

The two infinities drew closer, colliding again and again, gradually fusing into one.

At the same time, Gojo began a short, rapid chant.

"Nine Ropes."

"Polarized Light."

"Crow and Declaration."

"Between Front and Back."

Sukuna listened to the unfamiliar incantation.

He no longer had any way to stop Gojo.

But he did not seem to intend to stop him either.

He raised his hands.

A flame capable of devouring all things ignited in his palms.

"Furnace."

He intended to answer Gojo's attack head-on.

The technique possessed overwhelming power, but its range and speed were pitifully lacking. To compensate, Sukuna imposed another Binding Vow on himself.

He could not launch Furnace in a many-against-one situation.

In exchange, his Domain underwent a further expansion of effect. All matter within the Domain that had been slashed into powder would carry the same explosive Cursed Energy as Furnace.

At the same time, the Domain restricted the entry and exit of non-living matter.

The trees and ground previously cut apart by Malevolent Shrine had already become powder, filling the entire Domain.

Behind Gojo, the infinities had fully merged.

The imaginary mass condensed at his fingertip and erupted from his hand.

"Hollow Technique: Purple."

A purple radiance filled the sky, swallowing everything before it.

At the same time, Sukuna completed his preparation.

His voice dropped.

"Open."

The entire range of the Domain was instantly engulfed in scorching flames.

The soaring fire sought to burn all things to ash.

Hollow Purple released its own impossible force.

The purple light that filled heaven and earth pierced the eyes like a sharpened sword. The imaginary mass erupted, and everything within the Domain began to collapse.

Flame and violet light intertwined.

The aftermath of the collision was so violent that even Megumi Fushiguro and the others in the direction of Shibuya could clearly see the power unleashed by the battle between the strongest.

Jogo and the others also woke.

"What happened?"

The few who heard him were equally confused.

Then Kenjaku appeared again, and everyone finally understood the current situation.

Jogo's expression darkened.

"Now that sealing Satoru Gojo has failed, can Sukuna in this state really defeat him?"

Truthfully, he was not optimistic.

Kenjaku remained unhurried.

"I've already left a backup plan. What we need to do now is capture Megumi Fushiguro from Jujutsu High."

Jogo's single eye showed clear confusion.

"Why capture him?"

If he did not understand, he asked directly.

"To prepare for Sukuna's Incarnation," Kenjaku replied. "We don't have much time left. Move."

He did not waste more words.

The group set out again, heading toward Megumi Fushiguro's location.

Among them, Kechizu glanced at his eldest brother Choso, wanting to ask something.

In the end, he gave up.

On the other side, everything finally returned to silence.

The forest that had once stood there had been completely leveled by the aftershocks of Gojo and Sukuna's clash.

Smoke and dust drifted through the ruined wilderness.

From within it, Sukuna staggered out.

He had lost two arms. His entire body was covered in wounds, and a terrifying gash split his forehead.

Across from him, Satoru Gojo appeared as well.

His injuries were severe. His skin had been badly burned, once-fair flesh charred black in places, with faint smoke still rising from him.

But it was obvious.

Gojo's injuries were lighter.

He looked at Sukuna and smiled.

"It seems the loser is you, Sukuna."

His tone was light, almost cheerful.

"But this really is interesting. The King of Curses lost to Tanjiro, and now he's about to lose to me too."

Gojo tilted his head.

"Want to share how you feel? Do you really want to cry? Come on, tell me."

The ridicule made Sukuna grit his teeth.

Inside Yuji's body, Asuramaru watched the battle with his own eyes and reached a judgment.

Both of them had reached their limits.

Sukuna's brain was badly damaged. After taking a hit from Unlimited Void earlier, he most likely would not be able to use his Cursed Technique for a long time.

Gojo's brain had also reached its limit, but after repair, he could still use his Cursed Technique.

This battle...

Satoru Gojo had won.

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