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

"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki."

The moment Satoshi spoke those words, Zenin Ogi’s entire body trembled as memories from nine years ago flooded back like a tide.

At the same time, Zenin Shinsuke, watching the cursed corpse livestream feed, wore a dark expression.

He once lost to Gojo Satoshi—defeated by Sode no Shirayuki not once, but twice. That loss had shattered his confidence in ever becoming stronger. If it weren’t for Satoshi falling into a nine-year slumber, giving him time to gradually recover from that psychological wound, he might have truly been broken beyond repair.

But even now, he still carried a deep-rooted fear of Sode no Shirayuki.

After all, anyone who had experienced being pierced by Sode no Shirayuki’s First Dance: Tsukishiro and Third Dance could never forget the terrifying chill that accompanied it.

"Shinsuke, calm yourself. You are now a Grade 1 sorcerer. You will not fall to Gojo Satoshi as you once did. You carry the Zenin family’s future now. You cannot be shaken."

Zenin Naobito’s voice was firm and commanding, helping to somewhat dispel the panic rising in Zenin Shinsuke’s heart.

However, Naobito himself felt a deep helplessness. The words he spoke to Shinsuke were little more than hollow reassurance.

In truth, he knew clearly that even now, Shinsuke could not stand against the power Satoshi had just displayed using those Hadō spells.

Even though Shinsuke had refined his inherited Shadow Technique into a powerful variant, it was no match for Satoshi’s endless arsenal of mysterious and unfathomable abilities.