Infinite Void descended upon the battlefield for the third time.
"Hmph, no matter how many times it appears, it's all the same. Sukuna-sama's Domain is invincible."
Uraume watched Satoru's futile struggle as he used Domain Expansion once again, scoffing in disdain.
"No, Satoru isn't that kind of idiot, Uraume."
Unlike the relaxed Uraume, Kenjaku's expression was much more grave.
There was a saying that your enemy often understands you best.
That was the case with Kenjaku.
His understanding of Satoru ran deep.
Because of that, Kenjaku knew Satoru would not repeat such a useless effort.
Satoru must have already thought of a way to break the deadlock.
Sure enough, in the next second, Satoru's Domain began to shrink, eventually reducing its range to less than ten meters.
"This time, you have nowhere to run, Sukuna."
Inside the Domain, Satoru looked at Sukuna with excitement.
If Sukuna could shrink his Domain to increase its power, Satoru naturally could do the same.
Moreover, this not only increased the defensive power of the Domain's outer shell, but also solved a problem that had been bothering Satoru.
That was, during a Domain clash, Sukuna would constantly avoid direct combat, trying every possible way to stall until Satoru's Domain shattered.
But now, that would not work.
Because in this gladiatorial arena of less than ten meters, Sukuna had nowhere to run.
Without giving Sukuna time to react, Satoru immediately launched a fierce assault.
The moment Satoru shrank his Domain, Sukuna guessed what he intended to do.
Therefore, Sukuna also formed hand signs at top speed, began shrinking the barrier's range, and established a new Binding Vow.
However, Satoru did not give Sukuna enough time.
As a result, Sukuna was forcibly dragged into close combat by Satoru.
He was pulled into a Domain that Tomie's body was completely unsuited for.
"Pfft."
Satoru had no intention of holding back, throwing a punch straight through Sukuna's back that violently pierced his chest and blasted his heart out.
Then Satoru did not stop, but followed up with an extremely fast series of Wing Chun short strikes, continuously wrecking Sukuna's body.
At that moment, Sukuna was like a sandbag hanging in midair, freely battered by Satoru.
Rumble.
Malevolent Shrine collapsed.
Severely injured, Sukuna could no longer maintain Malevolent Shrine.
In the next moment, countless pieces of information were violently crammed into Sukuna's mind.
"It's over. Thank you, I had a lot of fun."
After saying that, Satoru punched with both fists at the same time. One fist pierced Sukuna's abdomen, and the other shattered his head.
Crack.
"Hmm?"
Satoru narrowed his eyes at the cracks appearing on the outer shell of the Domain above.
Countless shards of ice poured down from the shattered Domain like a waterfall.
"Sukuna-sama!"
The moment Malevolent Shrine vanished, Uraume realized the situation was bad and immediately moved to support Sukuna.
But he was still one step too late.
Both the abdomen, where Cursed Energy gathered, and the head, used for Cursed Techniques, had been destroyed.
Sukuna was now unable to even use Reverse Cursed Technique to heal himself.
"You bastard, you actually..."
Before Uraume could finish speaking, Satoru appeared in front of him.
"Didn't I say that kids shouldn't interfere in adult matters?"
To Uraume's disbelief, Satoru sent him flying with a punch.
Although Satoru fell into Cursed Technique Burnout after the Domain shattered, he was not without fighting power.
Even Sukuna could not defeat Satoru while he was in Cursed Technique Burnout, let alone Uraume.
"Don't be so hasty, Gojo-kun."
Just as Satoru was about to pursue, Kenjaku blocked his path.
"Do you two have a grudge? You didn't act when Sukuna was alive, but now that he's dead, you want to make a move?"
Satoru smiled as he looked at the Jujutsu Sorcerer before him, the one Eichi had called the most cunning and enduring Curse User in Jujutsu history.
"There was no choice, that guy has a terrible personality.
If we interfered without permission, he would probably have cut us all down just because he was in a bad mood."
Kenjaku spread his hands, his tone full of helplessness.
"I'm still not satisfied. Let me see what abilities you, an old immortal who's lived for a thousand years, actually have."
Although he did not know why Kenjaku had not fled this time, Satoru did not care.
Satoru had absolute confidence in himself. He never feared any conspiracy or challenge.
Even though he was still in Cursed Technique Burnout, he still dared to attack the two Special Grade Curse Users before him.
Bang.
Satoru's fist slammed hard into Kenjaku's raised arm as he blocked.
"Blood Manipulation, huh?"
Seeing the crimson blood armor on Kenjaku's arm, Satoru immediately recognized it.
"Ice Condensation Spell: Frost Gale."
A chill invisible to the naked eye gathered at Satoru's feet, then instantly formed an ice prison meant to trap him.
However, Satoru ignored Uraume's attack and punched Kenjaku again.
This time, Kenjaku was finally sent flying.
Whoosh.
Vast Cursed Energy surged out from Satoru, and Uraume's Frost Gale shattered instantly.
Just as Satoru was about to continue the pursuit, an unexpected change occurred.
Countless waves of Cursed Energy surged toward the Gymnasium not far away.
Around the Gymnasium, a tornado formed from Cursed Energy seemed to take shape.
Thump, thump, thump.
A strange heartbeat echoed throughout the entire suburban area.
From the perspective of the Six Eyes, the Cursed Womb inside the Gymnasium was greedily absorbing the surrounding Cursed Energy and continuously growing.
'Looks like I need to deal with this Cursed Womb first.'
Satoru, who was slowly recovering from Cursed Technique Burnout, decided not to hold back after seeing this.
Originally, with Sukuna dead, Satoru had no longer intended to use the method of repeatedly destroying and healing parts of his brain to recover from Cursed Technique Burnout.
After all, the risk was too great, and the precision required was extremely high.
But now the situation had changed. The Cursed Womb in the Gymnasium was continuously expanding, both in Cursed Energy and in the scale of its existence.
If it were allowed to complete its incubation, it would cause a great deal of trouble.
So Satoru decided to repair his Cursed Technique Burnout as quickly as possible, then blast this Cursed Womb with a full-power Purple.
"Hey, where are you looking!"
A rough voice with a hint of playfulness sounded from behind Satoru.
A two-meter-tall, two-faced, four-armed demonic god with a ferocious expression appeared behind him.
Boom.
Satoru turned in time to defend, but was still blasted dozens of meters away by the sudden figure.
"Now then, Satoru, let's begin round two."
Sukuna, having returned to his true form, looked cruelly at Satoru as he rose from the rubble.
"I see, so this is the boss's second phase."
Satoru smiled as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Although he did not know why Sukuna, whose abdomen and head had both been destroyed, could still revive and transform into the boss's second phase.
But it did not matter. Satoru believed he could kill him again.
Satoru's fighting spirit, which had gradually faded, was reignited, and his Six Eyes carefully observed every detail on the battlefield.
On the other side, Uraume and Kenjaku silently moved to seal off Satoru's escape route.
"So noisy this late at night, aren't you afraid of getting sued for disturbing the peace?"
A voice that suddenly rang out in the air drew everyone's attention.
Everyone looked up, only to find a man with wings on his back who had appeared in midair at some point.
"Are you alright, Satoru?"
The one who had suddenly appeared was Eichi.
Because he had remained in constant contact with Satoru, he learned about the situation on site immediately.
He then rushed over to provide support.
Upon arriving at the battlefield, Eichi took advantage of everyone's attention being fixed on the battle between Satoru and Sukuna, quietly evacuating all the surrounding civilians with his Shadow Cursed Technique, then handing them over to the Assistant Supervisors and Windows who had gathered for emergency evacuation.
Fortunately, there were many green spaces and other facilities near the Gymnasium, and few people lived in the area, so the evacuation was completed quickly.
"What could possibly be wrong with me? If you had arrived any later, I would have killed them all."
(To be continued.)