The ground beneath them couldn't withstand this terrifying pressure, instantly sinking into a large pit over ten meters in diameter.
Sukuna's expression changed abruptly. He felt like his fist had smashed into an immovable mountain of iron.
Yamada's fist not only contained a monstrous strength no less than his own, but also a domineering lightning energy that surged wildly into his arm.
Yamada's right arm muscles tightened, and a burst of short-range power exploded.
Sukuna let out a muffled groan, his whole body sent sliding back several meters by this force. The muscles of his right arm emitted the smell of charred meat under the high temperature of the lightning.
"Only this much strength?"
Yamada pulled up the Kusanagi Sword from the ground and walked toward Sukuna step by step.
"You said just now that you were going to pick out my bones. You can't even break my defense, so how are you going to do it? With your mouth?"
Sukuna steadied his figure, and Reverse Cursed Technique quickly healed his charred arm.
He looked at the approaching Yamada, the killing intent in his eyes almost condensing into substance.
"Don't get too ahead of yourself, human."
Sukuna brought his hands together in front of his chest, forming a hand seal.
"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine!"
An eerie shrine filled with skeletons and silence rose from the ruins without warning.
With the shrine as the center, the space within a two-hundred-meter radius was completely brought under Sukuna's absolute control.
Unlike ordinary domains, Malevolent Shrine was an open-type domain without a closed boundary. It gave Sukuna a larger attack range and even more extreme destructive power.
"Within this range, all living things with Cursed Energy will be subjected to the cutting of 'Cleave', and all inanimate objects without Cursed Energy will be subjected to the pulverizing of 'Dismantle'. Until the domain disappears, the slashes will never stop."
Sukuna stood in front of the shrine, laughing wantonly.
"Now, let's see how you block this! Turn into mincemeat for me!"
Rip... Rip...
The moment the domain expanded, tens of thousands of invisible slashes, like the blades of a meat grinder, began to rage wildly within this two-hundred-meter range.
The ground was shaved off layer by layer, and the air was filled with flying dust and debris.
Jogo, standing in the distance, had already hidden outside the domain's range in fear. Looking at that hellish scene, he knew that no living creature could survive slashes of that density.
However...
Yamada, standing in the very center of the domain, remained unharmed. Those slashes, which were powerful enough to cut steel into powder, seemed to encounter some kind of absolute repulsive barrier when they came within half a foot of his body, deflecting and dissipating one after another.
"Your domain is a bit stronger than that seafood's."
Yamada looked up, the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan in his right eye erupting with a blinding red light.
"But that's all."
Chakra erupted from Yamada's body without reservation.
"Since you like big spectacles, I'll satisfy you."
Crack! Crack!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of bones weaving together, a half-body skeleton condensed from pure Six Paths Chakra quickly took shape within the storm of slashes.
Next came the meridians and flesh, and finally, it donned armor.
A purple construct over a hundred meters tall with wings on its back rose within Malevolent Shrine.
Perfect Susanoo!
That massive body burst through the cloud layer in the sky. The moment its wings spread, the resulting hurricane blew away Sukuna's slashes.
Yamada stood with his hands behind his back within the crystal at the Susanoo's forehead. He looked down at the bone shrine that appeared laughably like a toy at the Susanoo's feet, and at Sukuna, whose face was filled with shock in front of the shrine.
"Now."
Yamada's voice, resonating through the Susanoo, was deafeningly loud.
"Look up at me."
Rip...
Within the domain, tens of thousands of invisible slashes were still rampaging frantically.
These "Cleave" and "Dismantle" strikes, sufficient to instantly dismember skyscrapers, cut across the Susanoo's armor in an overwhelming deluge. However, aside from a continuous burst of dense sparks and ear-piercing sounds, they were unable to leave even a visible white scratch on that purple energy defense.
Absolute defense.
"This... what on earth is this thing!"
Hiding in the ruins at the edge of the domain, Jogo's single eye was nearly bulging out of its socket.
The black smoke erupting from the volcano on his head had come to a standstill. Having lived for so long, he had never seen such a massive and indestructible energy entity.
Sukuna's guaranteed-hit domain slashes couldn't even break the opponent's defense?
In front of the shrine.
Sukuna looked up, staring intently at the hundred-meter-tall construct, and at Yamada, who stood within the crystal at the Susanoo's forehead, looking down coldly at him.
Humiliation.
Rage.
For a thousand years, as the King of Curses, he was used to stepping on everyone, used to watching the weak wail as they were turned into minced meat by his slashes.
But today, the positions were reversed. He had become the ant that needed to look up at his opponent.
"Don't think that just because you've made an oversized turtle shell, you'll be safe and sound!"
The marks on Sukuna's face twisted from extreme fury. The Cursed Energy of fifteen fingers was squeezed out by him without reservation, and the surrounding air produced visible distortions and wails due to the high concentration of Cursed Energy.
His hands suddenly clamped together in front of his chest, forming a hand seal.
"Open."
Boom!
A ball of extremely intense fire exploded outward between Sukuna's hands.
The temperature of this fire was ridiculously high. Even the concrete beneath his feet, which had long since turned to powder, was instantly melted into crimson lava.
Sukuna took a stance, and the ball of fire quickly elongated and shaped itself in his hands, turning into a bow and arrow burning with raging flames.
This fire arrow technique was his trump card, which had turned countless powerful Jujutsu Sorcerers and entire cities into ashes a thousand years ago.
"Get down here!"
Sukuna roared as he drew the fire bowstring to its limit, aiming at Yamada at the center of the Susanoo's forehead in mid-air.
Whoosh!
The fire arrow left the string, turning into a crimson meteor.
The air along the way was ignited, forming a long vacuum tongue of fire, carrying a destructive aura capable of incinerating all things as it blasted straight toward Yamada.