Chapter 171 – Chapter 159: Lord Sukuna, this subordinate has come to welcome Your Excellency’s return.
At his moment of death, the faces of the students he taught in his youth, and the self-standing Cursed Corpses he personally crafted, flashed through the man’s mind, finally settling upon the image of Panda Paida.
The mental landscape within the Domain slowly dissipated, and moonlight once again filtered through the treetops, shining upon Nanba Masamichi’s body.
A large hollow appeared on his chest, with scarlet blood flowing out endlessly, gathering into a pool beneath him.
Hanae breathed a long sigh of relief. The battle with Nanba Masamichi, coupled with the activation of the Domain, had consumed much of his cursed energy; almost none remained, insufficient for another round of combat.
If anything else unexpected occurred, he could only run away.
“I wonder if Nidaue over there has finished.” He whispered softly when Hanae suddenly lifted his head, turning his face mechanically towards the direction where Nanba Masamichi had fallen.
Next to Nanba Masamichi lay a tall, white-haired man slightly panting.
Those blue glowing eyes in the night stared blankly at Nanba Masamichi, “Nanba… Headmaster?”
Satoru Gojo!
Compared to the disbelief on Satoru Gojo’s face, what appeared on Hanae’s was sheer terror.
Why is Satoru Gojo here?! Shouldn’t he be on the Nueva front?
The plan has been exposed!
No matter what, he must escape immediately.
Even if he were at full strength, he wouldn’t stand a chance against this man.
Rugged tree roots broke the ground, wrapping around Hanae, about to retreat underground.
Suddenly, a flash of red light appeared, a black ball the size of a marble crashed into the roots, causing them to shatter layer by layer and reveal Hanae inside.
The black ball continued forward, slamming into Hanae’s waist, who instantly opened his mouth to spew a large mouthful of purple blood, flying away forcefully.
Oh no… insufficient cursed energy to heal injuries.
Lying倒在地, Hanae was filled with despair.
He still couldn’t understand why the Satoru Gojo, who should be in Nueva, returned so unexpectedly to the Jujutsu High Specialized School.
“Want to leave while injured?!”
A cold voice without emotion entered Hanae’s ears. He struggled to sit up, his wound dripping blood from his abdomen.
Approaching Hanae, Satoru Gojo’s gaze fell upon him, making Hanae feel as though he was thrown into an endless dark sea, immense pressure squeezing from all directions, nearly overwhelming him.
Unable to withstand the pressure, Hanae stretched his hand out first. Sharp tree branches pierced through the ground aiming at Satoru Gojo.
But they shattered completely before reaching him, as if an invisible barrier was protecting Gojo from all attacks.
A big hand pressed down on Hanae’s head, and his sense of shock began to subside, soon followed by a surge of terror.
Pch!
“Die.”
Muttering softly, Satoru Gojo cleanly pulled Hanae’s head off his neck, throwing it into the sky.
Red light again illuminated the night sky. A maximum output “Harauchi” completely extinguished Hanae’s head, leaving behind not even ashes.
…
“Hmm? Was the Nueva barrier removed?”
At the center of the Tachibana Barrier located underneath Tokyo, Jinso lifted his head with a faint sensation, looking toward Tokyo’s direction.
He took out a phone and dialed, “Hello, hello, wasn’t the Nueva barrier down?”
“Yes! Yes! I have to evacuate as well!” The voice over the phone seemed mixed with screams and sounds of battle, “Ugh! Can you stop chasing me? Just go back and protect innocent people!”
“Where is Gojo?” asked Jinso.
“Ahhh? Satoru Gojo? Didn’t see that guy… but there seemed to have been some kind of fight with someone else right before the barrier disappeared. Quite something, really frightening.”
“Is that so. Let’s withdraw then, I’m done here too,” said Jinso, ending the call.
He made several more calls but got the same answer: no sign of Satoru Gojo.
“Hmm, interesting. Could the one who defeated Mahito really be that powerful? To make Gojo feel safe to leave…”
Under a form resembling Yuki Jou, wearing a monk-like robe, and stroking his chin thoughtfully, this person quickly made a decision.
“Gojo might have sensed something and is rushing to the high school… Well, I’ve already gotten what I came for, so even with the slightest possibility, I can’t take risks,” Jinso sighed in resignation, “Let Hanae stay behind and delay them.”
He waved his hand toward a strangely-shaped figure that looked like an alien, similar to Puyokai. Smiling and bidding farewell, “Until next time, Tianyuan, enjoyed our talk.”
The one called Tianyuan silently watched him leave.
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Tokyo, Nueva.
After dealing with Riko, Lin Qi appeared on the rooftop terrace of a high-rise building, pondering whom he could support next.
“Are there any other strong opponents?” He circled around the city illuminated with lights but marked by the signs of war, searching for his next mark.
However, before the black-haired youth could identify his new target, a white figure suddenly appeared behind him.
“Who is it?” Riko asked without turning his head.
“Sukuna.”
The white figure knelt with one knee, lowering its head, with white hair naturally hanging down. Respectfully, she said, “I have come to welcome Your Excellency.”
Looking back, Lin Qi showed a hint of confusion.
This couldn’t be!?
Indeed, until now, Reimei had weighed whether she should appear in front of Lin Qi or not.
After all, this man emitted an aura, possessed cursed energy, and even had the same four-eyed appearance and black patterns on his face as Sukuna.
But according to her knowledge, Sukuna should still be sealed within the body of Itadori Yuuji.
So where did this Sukuna come from?
Though cursed energy cannot lie, even if sealed inside Itadori Yuuji, Sukuna’s essence differs from Sukuna himself, merely holding a trace of Sukuna’s tainted curse energy.
So, the man before him, this black-haired youth, was undoubtedly Sukuna!
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After school, become a Jujutsu Sorcerer:
