The Crimson Eyes of the Zenin

High in the sky.

The ten-thousand-meter-long shell of the Cursed Spirit was nowhere to be seen.

In order to restrict the monster Zenin Mirai to this spot, Kenjaku had used his main body.

He exerted two hundred percent of his Barrier Technique's maximum power to its absolute limit.

Seeking to maximize output, Kenjaku even canceled the undead army targeting White Zetsu.

The result was as he wished; that old monster Zenin Mirai was restricted for a brief instant.

It was already too late to dodge that holy light, which was capable of purifying any body-snatching possession.

He had successively killed the strongest modern Jujutsu Sorcerer, Gojo Satoru, and the strongest in history, Ryomen Sukuna.

The martial fanatic Hajime Kashimo, who burned his life in a fierce assault, and the surviving members of Jujutsu High had all taken their turns.

A giant Domain formed from the assimilation of a hundred million people, and an army of countless undead.

After enduring successive battles of attrition, he could still be so composed.

Zenin Mirai was undoubtedly the strongest monster Kenjaku had seen in a thousand years... without exception!

But to defeat exactly such a figure... a sense of fulfillment born from within filled his hollow heart, and a look of ecstasy surfaced on his face.

Staring intently at the figure before him, the curve of Kenjaku's lips deepened.

A scheme spanning a thousand years, and in the end, the winner is...

"—AAAH!!!"

A shrill, agonizing wail echoed through the sky!

Nearby, the eyes of the Jujutsu High crowd bulged!

It was unknown if Angel's holy light, which could eliminate all incarnated Sorcerers, would have an effect on Mirai.

But for Kenjaku... everyone from Jujutsu High watched in dumbfounded shock as Kenjaku was scorched by the holy light, plumes of black gas rising from his head.

Their feelings were incredibly complex.

The good news was that their great enemy, Kenjaku, had been heavily injured by Angel's Cursed Technique (Jacob's Ladder).

The bad news was that they were completely helpless against the monster Zenin Mirai... How could this be?!!

The apparent chance for victory was actually just a false facade!

His soul suffered a heavy blow, and Kenjaku, enveloped in holy light, had black gas erupting from his eyes!

Glaring at Zenin Mirai, who held a Cursed Tool, Kenjaku's raspy tone sounded like a demon crawling out of the abyss!

"You did this on purpose?!!"

"You've been playing me this whole time?!!"

A half-person-tall folding war fan, and a feather robe the color of night.

His ink-black long hair danced without wind as Mirai held the Gunbai Uchiwa (War Fan), which could reflect Cursed Techniques, with a playful smile.

"Don't say such hurtful things, old friend."

"After all, I've cooperated with your little performance for so long. Weren't you quite happy just now?"

This Gunbai Uchiwa, crafted from the main body of the Divine Tree, had only been used twice by Mirai in this world.

It was one of the hidden trump cards that Kenjaku was entirely unaware of.

Once was at the Kyoto Sister School Exchange Event, where Mirai used it to reflect Gojo Satoru's Hollow Technique: Purple.

And then there was that holy light capable of purifying the soul just now, which Mirai seamlessly redirected straight at Kenjaku's main body.

"You!!!"

"—AAAH!!!"

The shrill screams became increasingly ear-piercing!

The thick black gas violently escaping from Kenjaku's body... was composed of over a hundred million distorted, hideous faces!

Not only that... bathing in the holy light, Kenjaku felt a violent throbbing from the depths of his soul!

There were two souls fighting him for control of the physical body!

One of them was the soul aura of Yuji Itadori!

And there was another exceptionally terrifying aura... was it White Zetsu?!!

He no longer had the energy to wonder why White Zetsu's soul could suddenly appear in this body.

Horrified to the extreme, Kenjaku began to devote his entire being to seizing back control of the vessel!

BOOM!!!

A sudden pressure violently overturned Kenjaku, pinning him firmly to the ground!

Mirai stepped on the chest of Kenjaku's main body, slowly increasing the downward force!

Invisible repulsive force cut through him, carving deep, terrifying wounds into Kenjaku's limbs!

"When old friends talk, give me some kind of response."

Mirai chuckled and teased, "How does it feel to have the fruits of a thousand-year plan snatched away? Give me your concession speech!"

Leaning down close to Kenjaku's distorted face, Mirai said with an innocent look, "Working diligently for a thousand years, only for it all to come to naught at the very end of the year."

"Old friend, don't you feel like you just want to die?"

He wasn't just killing the man; he was thoroughly crushing his spirit.

It wasn't that he enjoyed 'Talk-no-Jutsu', but rather that Mirai was actively creating an opportunity for White Zetsu to take over.

Angel's Cursed Technique could indeed play a key role in purifying the soul.

But Kenjaku's trinity was an ultimate creation forged through a thousand years of planning.

If this thing could really be eliminated by a single move from Angel, then Kenjaku would be far too much of a loser.

Seeing that Kenjaku had no intention of responding.

Mirai reached out one hand to the side, and a terrifying gravitational force erupted from his palm!

...Hiromi Higuruma, whose talent was no weaker than Gojo Satoru's, lay slumped in a pool of blood.

The exact moment his heart was pierced, Higuruma gave up on using Cursed Energy for defense and poured all his energy into Reverse Cursed Technique.

At the absolute brink of death, Higuruma grasped the core operation of Cursed Energy.

The fatal injuries inside his body were successfully repaired.

Just as he rose from the pool of blood, Higuruma suddenly felt an irresistible suction.

BANG!

Before Higuruma could completely regain his senses, he first felt the cold touch of fingertips on his neck.

Widening his blood-blurred eyes, he found his neck locked in the single-handed grip of the monster standing before him.

Mirai turned his head to look at Higuruma, his gaze extremely cold. "Activate your Domain against Kenjaku and give him the final blow with the Executioner's Sword."

The unquestionable tone of command left Higuruma slightly dazed.

In the brief moment Higuruma hesitated...

BANG!!!

With a casual point of Mirai's finger, the head of Principal Yoshinobu Gakuganji, who was holding an electric guitar, suddenly exploded!

Like a watermelon smashed by a hammer, thick crimson blood splattered all over the face of Utahime Iori, who was closest to him!

Trembling pupils, the deepest form of pure despair!

Faced with such a terrifyingly powerful Zenin Mirai, the survivors didn't even dare to let out a roar of hatred!

As Mirai's finger shifted towards the rest of them, the entire Jujutsu High crew tensed up, their breathing becoming rapid!

"Wait!"

The disheveled Higuruma quickly spoke up, "My Domain cannot guarantee a death sentence for Kenjaku. If Judgeman rules it a misdemeanor, the Executioner's Sword cannot be manifested."

"No matter."

Mirai lowered his finger and released Higuruma's neck. "Just use it a few more times until Kenjaku is sentenced to death."

If it were just an ordinary technique, Mirai wouldn't bother talking and would directly use a Domain illusion to mind-control the other person to execute the command.

But Higuruma's Executioner's Sword required the prior expansion of a Domain to establish and apply its rules.

The moment the Domain expanded under an illusion, Higuruma's subconscious would realize the truth, and the trial process could not organically continue.

This was exactly the reason Mirai adopted this brutal method.

This absolute, certain tone left Higuruma completely speechless.

Zenin Mirai seemed to understand the exact effects of the Deadly Sentencing Domain even better than he did.

Not daring to hesitate, Higuruma immediately mobilized his Cursed Energy and formed hand seals.

What law, what fairness, what justice.

Weakness is the original sin; overwhelming power is the only reality.

In the short month since becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer, Higuruma had clearly and painfully realized this.

Following the Jujutsu High side to the battlefield, Higuruma did not fear his own death.

The main reason he agreed to Zenin Mirai's request... was that the rules of the Executioner's Sword could permanently kill the soul of an individual sentenced to death.

If only Kenjaku's soul was eliminated, then Yuji Itadori would very likely gain back control of the vessel before them.

'They... still had a chance to win!'