Boom!
Gojo released him with a kick that sent him flying over ten meters away.
Jogo's body tore through the roadside guardrail like a cannonball, carving a deep trench through the mountainside forest.
Within the woods, Jogo crawled out of the rubble in a miserable state. The volcano atop his head spewed black smoke violently, showing he was on the verge of losing control.
"You fucking white haired brat! I'll kill you… I'll definitely kill you!"
Gojo Satoru stood calmly on the road, watching the furious Jogo from afar.
He rubbed his chin as the image of Rin instantly purifying a Special Grade Cursed Spirit at the juvenile detention center flashed through his mind, along with the man's mocking words.
"The old man said my teaching methods were terrible. Fine, then I'll use you as a practical lesson today."
Gojo snapped his fingers.
And in the next instant, his figure vanished from sight.
Jogo stared at the now-empty road, momentarily stunned.
"He… he ran away?!"
Ten seconds later,
space rippled slightly, and Gojo Satoru reappeared in the exact same spot.
Except this time, someone was tucked under his arm.
Itadori Yuji, still wearing his Jujutsu High uniform and holding a half-eaten bag of potato chips, looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings in complete confusion.
"Huh? Gojo-sensei? Wasn't I just watching a movie in my dorm?"
Yuji swallowed the chips in his mouth, utterly bewildered.
"It's time for some extracurricular tutoring, Yuji."
Gojo set him down and pointed toward Jogo, who was climbing out of the forest ahead.
"See that? That's a Special Grade Cursed Spirit that looks a lot like Mount Fuji. Today, sensei's going to show you what the pinnacle of jujutsu combat looks like."
Jogo looked at Itadori Yuji and immediately recognized him as Sukuna's vessel.
But what humiliated him even more was Gojo Satoru's attitude.
The man had actually left in the middle of their fight just to bring a student over to watch.
Was he being treated as a training dummy?!
"Gojo Satoru! Don't you dare look down on me!"
Jogo's reason was burned away by rage.
He slammed his hands together as the Cursed Energy within him erupted without restraint.
The surrounding trees burst into flames instantly. The ground split apart as boiling magma surged upward from below.
"Domain Expansion: Coffin of the Iron Mountain!"
As Jogo roared, the surrounding world was swallowed by darkness like ink spreading across water, rapidly enveloping both Gojo Satoru and Itadori Yuji.
The scenery changed in an instant.
The mountain road and forest disappeared, replaced by a volcanic hellscape sealed within an extinct crater. Rivers of lava flowed all around them, and the air itself was hot enough to make a normal person's hair ignite instantly.
"So hot! I can't breathe!"
Yuji grabbed at his throat, feeling as though his lungs were being scorched dry.
Gojo Satoru casually placed a hand on his shoulder. The protective barrier of Limitless expanded outward, isolating them from the extreme heat.
"Relax, Yuji. This is a Domain Expansion. A barrier constructed from Cursed Energy and imbued with an innate technique."
Gojo began explaining patiently, like a teacher giving a lecture.
"Once you're trapped inside an opponent's domain, you're placed at an overwhelming disadvantage. Not only are your own abilities suppressed, but any technique activated within the domain is guaranteed to hit."
"Hahahaha! Glad you understand!"
Jogo stood atop a massive chunk of lava, looking down at them with cruel delight in his eye.
"Inside my domain, you're nothing but lambs waiting for slaughter! Burn to ash!"
He raised one hand.
A gigantic lava meteor, several meters across, condensed in mid-air before crashing toward Gojo Satoru with overwhelming force.
Faced with this guaranteed killing blow, Gojo Satoru still smiled casually.
"Yuji, watch carefully. The best way to counter a domain is with your own Domain Expansion. When two domains clash, the more refined one completely takes over the space."
Gojo raised his right hand, crossing his index and middle fingers.
With his left hand, he slowly lifted the edge of his black blindfold.
Those azure eyes, radiant like a galaxy, were fully revealed within the volcanic hellscape.
The Six Eyes, completely unleashed.
"Domain Expansion."
His calm voice rippled through the scorching air.
"Unlimited Void."
Buzz—!
An incomprehensible set of laws erupted from Gojo Satoru's fingertips.
The lava, the flames, and the descending meteor vanished instantly, replaced by pure emptiness.
The wild grin on Jogo's face froze.
Within his vision stretched an endless white void, scattered with countless black star-like points flickering in silence.
His mind began to shut down.
Sight. Hearing. Touch. Smell.
Every sense was flooded at once with infinite information.
Life. Aging. Illness. Death. The birth of the universe. The vibration of grains of sand. The movement of the wind.
Endless meaningless information crashed into his soul like a broken dam.
He wanted to move.
To defend.
To think.
But he could do nothing.
Because he had been given too much, he could process nothing at all.
This was the true terror of Unlimited Void.
By flooding the target with an infinite amount of information, it forcibly erased their ability to act.
Gojo Satoru leisurely walked up to the completely frozen Jogo.
"This is the difference between us."
He reached out and grabbed Jogo's volcano-shaped head without hesitation.
Then his fingers tightened.
Snap.
With a sickening tearing sound, Jogo's head was violently ripped from his neck.
The headless body collapsed limply within the void as the domain itself reached its limit.
Unlimited Void dissipated, and the surroundings reverted to the destroyed mountain road.
Gojo Satoru stood there holding Jogo's severed head as he turned toward the stunned Itadori Yuji.
"Well, Yuji? Learn anything?"
Yuji swallowed hard and nodded frantically before speaking in a small voice.
"Gojo-sensei… the way you ripped his head off just now looked exactly like how Mr. Rin crushed that Cursed Spirit."
The smile on Gojo Satoru's face immediately stiffened.
He casually tossed Jogo's head onto the ground and stepped on it while muttering under his breath.
"How am I still losing to that guy even when I'm teaching…"
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