Chapter 26: Sukuna's Defense Shattered
The domain's endless slashes fell once more, but this time, striking the Karasu Tengu Armor, they only sparked a series of even more dazzling fireworks, emitting crisp sounds as dense as rain hitting banana leaves. Yet, they could no longer make Susanoo's body visibly tremble, nor could they even leave a deep scratch.
"What!"
The mockery on Sukuna's face instantly froze, his four eyes widening simultaneously. "It actually... got harder?"
"King of Curses, your era passed long ago."
Toho Hiroshi's cold voice rang out through Susanoo, carrying the final judgment. "This finger, I shall take."
He no longer hesitated. The Mangekyo pattern in his left eye spun wildly, outputting Dōjutsu Power with unprecedented intensity.
[Kagutsuchi]
Amaterasu's black flames, capable of burning everything to ash, suddenly converged in the palm of Susanoo's massive right hand.
This time, the black flames did not disperse; instead, they were compressed and shaped to the extreme.
An enormous greatsword, over tens of meters long and composed purely of destructive black flames, rapidly solidified.
On the sword body, the pitch-black flames violently churned and roared like living things, emitting an aura that caused the entire [Malevolent Shrine] Domain to begin oscillating unstably.
The appearance of that sword seemed to be for the sole purpose of ending all things.
"That sword!"
Sukuna felt a fatal threat from this black flame greatsword—a power capable of truly harming, or even destroying, his thread of consciousness and his true body.
For the first time, he felt a sense of dread. He violently swung his four arms, attempting to mobilize the power of the entire domain for a final obstruction.
"It's useless."
Toho Hiroshi announced coldly. Susanoo's arms gripped the massive black flame sword hilt, and without any flourish, it violently slashed down with an unmatched momentum toward Sukuna and the Skull Shrine beneath his feet.
"Be annihilated."
The black flame greatsword carved a deadly arc. Everywhere it passed, space seemed to melt and tear apart.
The domain slashes attempting to block it vanished and were annihilated like melting ice the instant they touched the black flame blade, unable to approach even slightly.
Sukuna let out an unwilling roar, gathering all the Cursed Energy of his temporary body to try and resist, but everything was futile against the attribute of absolute annihilation.
Swoosh—
The black flame greatsword sliced through the Skull Shrine without resistance, splitting Sukuna's temporary body in half.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Boom!
First, the shrine let out a deafening crack, overwhelmed by the force, and immediately afterward, the core of the domain, piled up from countless skulls, exploded with a roar.
Sukuna's temporarily condensed body, moreover, began silently dissolving and collapsing from the middle, like a wax figure touched by a red-hot iron, transforming into primal curse particles, which were then greedily devoured by the black flames.
"Ugh ah—"
Accompanied by a roar filled with extreme anger and unwillingness, Sukuna's consciousness was forced to withdraw.
The entire [Malevolent Shrine] Domain began to collapse violently. The dark red sky shattered, the sea of blood churned and evaporated, and the hills of white bones turned to dust.
The sight of the dilapidated temple in the real world reappeared.
All the dust settled.
Only a shriveled, eerie finger, emitting an ominous aura, floated in mid-air—it was Ryomen Sukuna's Finger.
Meanwhile, the aura of the Special Grade Cursed Womb surrounding them had completely vanished. After being forcibly assimilated by Sukuna, it was annihilated along with the defeat of Sukuna's consciousness.
Just as the finger was about to fall, the Mangekyo in Toho Hiroshi's eyes rotated once more.
[Kamui] Ripples spread across the space, engulfing the finger containing terrifying power and drawing it into the alternate dimension.
Silence once again enveloped the ruins.
Only the astonishing Cursed Energy fluctuations remaining in the air and the widespread devastation narrated the short yet earth-shattering battle that had just occurred.
Faintly, a roar filled with endless malice and violence seemed to pierce through space, ringing directly in the depths of Toho Hiroshi's mind: "That damned Jujutsu Sorcerer. And those eyes, I remember you! The day I fully revive, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces!"
The sound gradually faded; it was Sukuna's final threat before his consciousness completely fell into slumber.
The Mangekyo pattern in Toho Hiroshi's eyes faded. He had succeeded.
Alone, he had directly defeated a Special Grade Cursed Womb enhanced by a Sukuna's Finger, and even forced back the consciousness of the King of Curses.
He did not linger, turning and leaving the ruins.
Next, it was time to go back and face The Higher-Ups, to claim the "Special Grade" title... Not long after Toho Hiroshi departed, the deathly silence of the dilapidated temple was broken by new, uninvited guests.
Two figures quietly appeared in the center of the main hall, which was now a ruin, moving like phantoms.
One of them had a conspicuous stitch line on his forehead, and his face held an inhuman, playful smile, as if he saw through everything—it was Kenjaku, who occupied Itadori Kaori's body.
The other was a young man with white hair, a youthful face, but cold and arrogant eyes, radiating biting cold air—it was Uraume, an Ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer who had recently undergone Incarnation and rebirth.
Uraume's icy blue eyes scanned the astonishing Residual Cursed Energy and the spatial fluctuations that had been forcibly torn and were still faintly vibrating. His expression instantly turned extremely grim.
The air was filled not only with the power of Lord Sukuna's Finger but also with an aura of humiliation—of being utterly defeated and forced into slumber.
"Lord Sukuna was actually..."
Uraume's voice trembled slightly from extreme rage. He violently clenched his fist, and the bone-chilling cold air uncontrollably spread out from him, instantly freezing the rubble and debris beneath his feet. "Unforgivable! That damned Jujutsu Sorcerer!"
The Cursed Energy around him boiled, transforming into biting frost, and he made to chase in the direction Toho Hiroshi had left.
"Calm yourself, Uraume."
Kenjaku chuckled softly. With a seemingly casual lift of his hand, an invisible force subtly blocked Uraume's path.
The force wasn't a rigid obstruction, but it carried an undeniable, strange quality that brought Uraume's momentum to an abrupt halt.
"Why are you stopping me, Kenjaku!"
Uraume snapped his head back, eyes flashing with cold light, glaring at the one who interrupted him. "Are you going to just watch the bastard who profaned Lord Sukuna walk away free?"
The smile on Kenjaku's face remained unchanged, but his tone carried a hint of mockery. "Uraume, calm down and use your anger-clouded mind to sense carefully. The Residual Cursed Energy on this battlefield, the overbearing power that forcibly tore open the [Malevolent Shrine], those black flames that annihilate everything. Tell me, even if you pursue him, what are your chances of victory?"
Hearing this, Uraume froze.
He wasn't brainless; it was just that Sukuna's humiliation had instantly consumed him with rage.
Now alerted by Kenjaku, he forcibly suppressed his anger and carefully sensed the lingering, heart-stopping power in the air.
It was a bizarre yet powerful mixed power system that he had never encountered before.
It bore traces of Cursed Energy, yet it was distinctly different—colder, more domineering, especially its characteristic of warping space and incinerating all things.
His expression gradually grew solemn, and a hint of barely noticeable dread flashed across it.
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