Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half

The battlefield where Satoshi stood.

Ryomen Sukuna stared at the white-haired boy across from him, his scalp tingling slightly.

But now, the most urgent thing was to deal with Gojo Satoshi. Just as Sukuna was strategizing in his mind, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he noticed that Satoshi had started chanting again, his face expressionless, his stance almost identical to before.

But this time, the power radiating from him was far more terrifying than the previous technique. At that moment, Sukuna finally understood what Satoshi meant earlier when he said he was running out of patience.

This guy had been targeting him from the start.

Sukuna's grin faded, and he turned serious for the first time. He had no intention of standing there like an idiot and getting hit.

So he moved first.

In an instant, Cursed Energy surged through his body.

The next moment, Sukuna flicked his fingers and prepared to unleash a slash toward Satoshi.

This strike was strong enough to cleave a Special Grade Cursed Spirit in half. Even if it couldn't defeat Satoshi, it should at least interrupt the ritual chanting.