Chapter 92: Geto Suguru's Domain
Geto Suguru paused deliberately, watching the confusion flash in Yuta Okkotsu's eyes, then slowly uttered the name: "Toho Hiroshi."
The name exploded in Yuta Okkotsu's ears like a clap of thunder.
Toho Hiroshi?
How could he hear that name from Geto Suguru? The 'Brother' whom Rika had mentioned countless times, relied on and missed immensely, yet who had suddenly vanished one day without a trace?
Yuta Okkotsu's movements visibly stiffened for a moment, his offensive momentarily halted.
He was too familiar with that name; so familiar that every time Rika mentioned it with a look mixed with longing and loss, he would feel an inexplicable pang in his heart.
That man was like an indelible mark carved into Rika's life, profound and mysterious.
"You... you know Toho... Brother Toho?"
Yuta Okkotsu couldn't help but blurt out the question, his mind clearly in shock.
"Oh? It seems you know him."
Geto Suguru precisely caught Yuta Okkotsu's reaction, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening, carrying a hint of playfulness, "This makes it even more interesting."
"However, getting distracted in battle to inquire about an old acquaintance is a major taboo, Yuta."
"Didn't Gojo teach you that?"
The floating cloud suddenly accelerated, like a venomous snake striking from its lair, instantly breaking through the defensive gap that appeared due to Yuta Okkotsu's mental agitation, stabbing directly at his chest.
Yuta Okkotsu hastily parried with his sword but was sent reeling backward by an immense force, his tiger's mouth tingling.
"See, that's the price."
Geto Suguru did not pursue, but stood still, continuing in that instructive tone, "In a Jujutsu Sorcerer's battle, victory or defeat often hinges on a single moment."
"Vast Cursed Energy is indeed a talent, but how to precisely control every ounce of power, how to maintain calm judgment under any circumstances, is the key to determining one's height."
He brandished the floating cloud, creating a sharp whooshing sound: "Control, it's not just about condensing Cursed Energy and unleashing it. It's more about rhythm, breathing, mindset, and absolute command over the battle situation."
"To be thrown into disarray by a mere name, like you are now, possessing immense Cursed Energy yet unable to convert it into a true winning opportunity, is truly a pity."
Yuta Okkotsu panted, staring intently at Geto Suguru, trying to find more clues about Toho Hiroshi on his face, but Geto Suguru's unfathomable smile yielded nothing.
He forced himself to calm down, realizing that the other party was using words to disturb him, and at the same time, seemed to genuinely be pointing out his shortcomings.
"What is your relationship with Brother Toho?"
Yuta Okkotsu asked again, but this time, his grip on the sword was steadier, and his eyes had refocused with renewed fighting spirit.
Geto Suguru smiled, not answering directly, but once again took up his stance: "Want to know the answer? Then ask with your blade."
"Let me see, after learning this name, will you become even stronger because of it, or completely lose yourself."
"Control your power, Yuta, otherwise, you won't even be qualified to know the truth today."
The battle erupted once more.
But this time, in addition to his conviction to protect his comrades and prevent disaster, a heavy question mark was added to Yuta Okkotsu's heart:
Toho Hiroshi, what is your connection to this demon who orchestrated the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons?
And this question mark was transforming into a new motivation, urging him to deal with Geto Suguru's unfathomable strength with even greater focus.
Yuta Okkotsu's breathing was heavy, sweat mixed with blood trickling down his temples.
Geto Suguru's words were like a curse, precisely hitting his weakness in Cursed Energy application.
That vast and incomparable Cursed Energy now seemed somewhat unwieldy, difficult to condense into a truly fatal edge.
"Are you angry? Resentful?"
Geto Suguru's voice remained steady, the floating cloud waving playfully, "But mere emotions cannot bridge the fundamental gap. What you need is an 'opportunity', a true comprehension that touches the core of Cursed Energy."
Before his words finished, Geto Suguru's offensive suddenly accelerated!
The floating cloud transformed into three black afterimages, attacking simultaneously from extremely tricky angles.
Yuta Okkotsu's pupils constricted sharply, his hurried defense was completely shattered, and he was sent flying again, blood gushing out.
Excruciating pain burned Yuta Okkotsu's nerves; the strong will to protect Rika and his comrades, the indignation at his own weakness, and the immense question about the name "Toho Hiroshi"—all these emotions violently clashed within him.
He struggled to get up, almost unconsciously, pouring all his remaining, even hidden, Cursed Energy desperately into his right fist.
Under the compression of extreme emotion and will, the Cursed Energy underwent a qualitative change.
Yuta Okkotsu roared and threw a punch!
Between the fist and the Cursed Energy, an ominous, space-rending black spark erupted!
Black Flash!
"Boom—"
Geto Suguru was repelled head-on for the first time, sliding back over ten meters before stabilizing himself, surprise and appreciation flashing in his eyes.
"He actually landed a Black Flash! Remarkable potential. It seems I must grant you the respect you deserve."
He slowly formed a hand seal, and a soul-shaking oppressive feeling spread, the surrounding scenery beginning to distort.
"Domain Expansion—Abyss of One Hundred Demons' Burial"
Domain Effect:
Forced Manifestation and Suppression: Within the domain, the trapped person's inner negative emotions and the origin of their Cursed Technique are forcibly materialized into 'Inner Demon Cursed Spirits' to attack and interfere.
The domain itself strongly suppresses Cursed Energy not belonging to Geto Suguru.
Myriad Curses Symphony: The Cursed Spirits absorbed by Geto Suguru perfectly fuse and attack synergistically within the domain, forming an endless torrent of curses.
Sure-hit Effect - Subjugation Seal (only for Cursed Spirits): After a target Cursed Spirit is weakened, a'Subjugation' mark is imprinted on its soul, greatly increasing Geto Suguru's success rate in subsequently absorbing it and dismantling its will to resist.
In an instant, Yuta Okkotsu found himself in a bizarre abyss.
Beneath his feet was dark nothingness; countless Cursed Spirit shadows, formed from his own negative emotions, crawled out, tearing at his mind.
At the same time, Geto Suguru's Cursed Spirit legion fused their powers within the domain, attacking like an inescapable tide.
Yuta Okkotsu resisted desperately, but his Cursed Energy was sluggish, his inner demons interfered, and his wounds continuously increased.
The domain was dispelled.
Yuta Okkotsu knelt on the ground, covered in blood, supported only by his katana. If he hadn't used all his Cursed Energy for defense just now, he might have already... Geto Suguru watched him silently, completely unharmed.
"You have proven your worth, Yuta."
"The lives of young Jujutsu Sorcerers are precious, so I won't..."
Geto Suguru's tone was calm and filled with regret. Before he could finish, he suddenly turned his head to look at the sky.
An oppressive feeling, transcending all else, descended.
Gojo Satoru appeared silently at the edge of the training ground, his pale blue eyes coldly locked onto Geto Suguru.
Geto Suguru looked at his sworn friend, a complex smile appearing on his face, mixed with relief, regret, and tranquility.
"You're quite slow, Gojo."
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