The nauseating existence of the Finger Bearer was completely erased, with not even a trace of residue remaining.
Displeasingly, the consciousness of that brat inside him was attempting to interfere with his control and reclaim the body, as the contract had already been fulfilled.
"Tch, so noisy." Sukuna frowned slightly.
He needed to make this body "quiet" for a while, completely cutting off any possibility of the kid switching back in the short term.
At the same time, he had to put some pressure on that brat who played with shadows, and while he was at it... see if he could force out something interesting.
With a thought, Sukuna stopped suppressing his Cursed Energy, which was as vast as an abyssal sea.
The powerful Cursed Energy and soul belonging to Sukuna within Utaha were transferred into Yuji's body.
"Argh!!!"
Even with his consciousness suppressed deep within, Yuji let out a silent scream of extreme agony, as if his soul were being torn apart.
Although Yuji's body could suppress Sukuna's consciousness, this suppression wasn't a one-time total suppression of all of Sukuna's consciousness. It required constant adaptation.
Receiving too much Cursed Energy and soul all at once, Yuji's soul was instantly shocked into unconsciousness.
In the real world, on the surface of "Yuji's" body, more unstable, dark-red complex markings began to emerge beneath the skin, wriggling like living things. His aura became extremely chaotic and powerful.
Sukuna felt the Cursed Energy belonging to him that was almost overflowing within the body with satisfaction.
Then, he slowly turned around, his crimson eyes locking onto Fushiguro like searchlights.
Fushiguro was leaning against the wall, his breath weak, yet his gaze still refused to yield.
"Next..." Sukuna grinned, and a smile appeared on Yuji's face.
"It's your turn, shadow brat. If you don't show me something interesting, you're going to die here today."
He didn't even use any Cursed Technique. He simply took a single step toward Fushiguro.
However, the pressure brought by this one step was even more terrifying than the Finger Bearer's entire existence.
The air groaned under the burden, and the ground trembled slightly.
Fushiguro felt an invisible force slam into him, pinning him firmly against the wall, making it incredibly difficult to even lift a finger.
His throat felt as if it were being throttled, his breathing nearly stopped, and his heart hammered frantically in his chest as if it were about to explode.
This was a crushing defeat of pure status and presence!
Before the nearly complete King of Curses, Fushiguro, whose strength was close to a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer, didn't even have the right to struggle.
Sukuna seemed to enjoy this sense of dominance. He approached slowly, each step feeling like it was treading on Fushiguro's heart.
Fushiguro gritted his teeth, blood trickling from the corner of his lips.
He needed to kill Sukuna right here!
Sukuna had already reached him, looking down at him from above.
A hand belonging to Yuji was raised, with heart-palpitating black Cursed Energy swirling around the fingertips. Just a light touch would be enough to turn Fushiguro into dust.
Fushiguro's pupils contracted to their limit, filled with ultimate resolve.
He formed a hand sign in front of him that he had never fully executed before.
"With this treasure, I summon!"
His Cursed Energy flared up like a final burst of life. The shadow beneath his feet began to boil and expand frantically, its color becoming bottomless, as if connected to some indescribable abyss.
The surrounding walls, the ground, and even Sukuna's terrifying Cursed Energy pressure in the air began to be drawn in and distorted by these boiling shadows.
For the first time, a subtle change appeared in Sukuna's originally playful gaze. He stopped his finger just as it was about to strike, his eyes observing the abnormally boiling shadow realm beneath Fushiguro's feet with great interest.
"Oh? Interesting... Are you really trying to summon that thing?"
"Fushiguro, I'm fascinated by you."
Fushiguro was deaf to Sukuna's words, he could no longer hear any outside sounds.
"Descend! Mahoraga!!!"
Boom!!!
In an instant, the world turned upside down.
A mummy nearly three meters tall, wrapped airtight in bandages, appeared out of thin air directly in front of Fushiguro.
At this moment, the mummy was being held in place from all sides by countless threads so thin they were almost invisible, as if sealing away some extremely terrifying monster.
Snap!
However, after a series of crisp sounds, Sukuna could clearly see that those threads were beginning to snap rapidly.
Bang!
Suddenly, at the very top of the mummy, the bandages burst open, revealing the razor-sharp serrated teeth inside.
Then, the threads wrapped around the mummy all shattered, and two pairs of wings slowly unfurled behind it, like a butterfly about to emerge from its cocoon.
Cursed Energy surged, and the surrounding scenery dimmed, turning into an oppressive grey.
As the bandages dissipated, the true form of the Shikigami within the mummy finally revealed itself.
First to catch the eye was Mahoraga, bound by countless shackles, like a sealed primordial beast brewing a storm in silence. As the restraints were broken, its complete, terrifying form was suddenly revealed.
Its head had no eyes, with four wing-like appendages on its sides and a tail attached to the back of its head. Its right arm was equipped with the Sword of Extermination, which was wrapped in positive Cursed Energy, while the helm-like Dharma Wheel atop its head and back was the symbol of its ability to adapt to all phenomena.
Mahoraga!
The most powerful and dangerous ultimate Shikigami in the legends of the Ten Shadows Technique!
A forbidden existence with infinite adaptability, capable of breaking, mimicking, and even surpassing any Cursed Technique!
This was the strongest Shikigami that no one had ever successfully tamed since the establishment of the Zenin clan.
It was the existence that had killed the heads of the Zenin clan and Gojo clan five hundred years ago, the ace of the Ten Shadows Technique.
Its appearance pushed back the terrifying pressure Sukuna had previously created, standing as an equal.
The entire space of the Juvenile Detention Center groaned under the clash of two supreme Cursed Energies. Walls cracked, and dust fell from the ceiling.
The moment Mahoraga descended, Fushiguro lost all strength and collapsed. His aura was extremely weak, the price of summoning Mahoraga far exceeded his imagination.
But a faint, relieved smile was present on his lips—at least, he had done it.
Controlling Yuji's body, Sukuna took a half-step back, his crimson eyes narrowing slightly as he carefully scrutinized the gargantuan creature that had crawled out of the shadows.
In that gaze, there was no longer the pure contempt he had shown toward the Finger Bearer or Fushiguro, but a hint of solemnity, and a hint of an even more intense interest that had been piqued.
"Heh... Hahahaha!"
Sukuna suddenly burst into laughter, his voice filled with the excitement of finding a new toy.
"Interesting! This is the ultimate of the Ten Shadows Technique? This chaotic adaptation nature... Not bad, not bad at all!"
Mahoraga's chaotic "gaze" also locked onto Sukuna, it seemed to sense an unprecedented threat from him.
Its massive body adjusted its posture slightly, and an invisible pressure surged toward Sukuna like a tide.