"I am going to stop Kenjaku."
Gojo Satoru cast a look of approval and reassurance at Yuta Okkotsu, then his figure flickered and vanished from the spot.
His objective was clear—find Kenjaku and put an end to him completely before he could complete that insane assimilation ritual.
...
Meanwhile, on another battlefield.
Megumi Fushiguro knelt on one knee, gasping for air, sweat mixed with blood dripping from his temples.
Behind him, Mahoraga let out a roar of frustration. Its massive body was covered in wounds from the raven feathers and eroded by the Curse. Although its 'adaptation' ability was incredibly monstrous, the Curse of Emperor Sutoku seemed endless, carrying the extreme resentment of a fallen dynasty, gnawing away at Mahoraga's strength and Megumi Fushiguro's Cursed Energy like a stubborn bone-deep rot.
His Cursed Energy was bottoming out, his vision beginning to blur; defeat seemed like only a matter of time.
"Tsk, kid, you look pretty pathetic."
A familiar, slightly mocking voice rang out. A black shadow cut into the battlefield like a ghost, the special grade cursed tool 'Inverted Spear of Heaven' in his hand precisely deflecting a wave of pitch-black raven feathers attacking Megumi Fushiguro.
Toji Fushiguro!
He was shirtless, his lean, strong muscles covered in layers of old scars and new wounds, but his eyes remained those of a hunting beast, full of wildness and defiance.
"Toji..."
Megumi Fushiguro gasped, looking at this nominal father, his feelings complicated.
"Don't get me wrong, I just hate the feeling of being haunted by vengeful spirits."
Toji Fushiguro didn't look back, his gaze locked on Emperor Sutoku, who was radiating an ominous aura in the air. "Besides, if word got out that my own kid was being bullied by an old antique like this, where would I, the 'tyrant of heaven', put my face?"
A trace of anger appeared on Emperor Sutoku's handsome yet twisted face: "Rude mortal! How dare you profane imperial majesty!"
More, denser raven feathers poured down like a black blizzard, each one containing a Curse capable of corroding the soul.
Toji Fushiguro snorted coldly, the Inverted Spear of Heaven dancing like the wind in his hands. Its property of forcibly nullifying Cursed Energy meant that most of the raven feathers lost their power as they neared him.
Relying on the ultimate physique granted by his Heavenly Restriction, he wove through the storm of raven feathers, parrying and blocking, actually carving out a temporary safe zone for Megumi Fushiguro.
Mahoraga also seized the chance to catch its breath, letting out an angry roar, adjusting its stance, and charging at Emperor Sutoku once again.
However, as the leader of the three great vengeful spirits of Japan, Emperor Sutoku's power was far from simple.
Seeing that he couldn't take them down after a long assault, and was even forced to take them seriously by a "monkey without Cursed Energy" and a junior, the spite and rage in his heart erupted completely.
"You lot, having offended the imperial countenance, deserve death!"
Emperor Sutoku spread his arms, the resentment wrapped around his body burning fiercely like black flames.
The sky behind him was completely dyed black as countless crows gathered and merged into his body. His form began to change drastically; his body swelled, his skin turned cyan-black, a Tengu-like mask appeared on his face, and huge crow wings spread from his back—Complete Vengeful Spirit Manifestation: Great Tengu!
At this moment, Emperor Sutoku's aura was many times stronger than before; it was the embodiment of the purest malice and Curse, accumulated over a thousand years in the river of history.
"With this body, I shall execute the punishment of world annihilation!"
"Maximum Output: Myriad Crows Annihilation"
The fully manifested Emperor Sutoku let out an inhuman roar. He flapped his wings violently, and a black tornado composed of countless, extremely compressed, resentful crows, carrying an aura that could annihilate all living things, whistled towards Megumi Fushiguro and Toji Fushiguro.
The power of this strike far exceeded the sum of all previous attacks.
"Megumi! Get out of the way!"
Toji Fushiguro's pupils constricted. He could feel the destructive power contained in this strike; even with his Heavenly Restriction physique, it would be extremely dangerous to take it head-on.
But Megumi Fushiguro was half a beat slow due to the exhaustion of his Cursed Energy and the backlash from Mahoraga's damage.
At the critical moment, a flash of determination crossed Toji Fushiguro's eyes. He didn't choose to dodge himself; instead, he violently pushed Megumi Fushiguro backward while pouring all his strength into the Inverted Spear of Heaven, roaring as he met the destructive black tornado.
Boom—
Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the black tornado and the anti-magic power of the Inverted Spear of Heaven collided fiercely.
As the light dissipated, Toji Fushiguro was half-kneeling on the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his left arm twisted unnaturally; he was clearly severely injured.
And the Inverted Spear of Heaven, the special grade cursed tool that had never failed him, actually had a clear notch on its blade!
A strike from the complete vengeful spirit manifestation—terrifying indeed.
"Father!"
Megumi Fushiguro's eyes were bloodshot with rage.
"Hmph... I'm not dead yet."
Toji Fushiguro spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up, but his injuries were clearly affecting his movements.
Emperor Sutoku hovered in the air, his expression unreadable behind the crow Tengu mask, only icy killing intent visible: "Ants, to be able to block one of my strikes is enough to be proud of. Now, return to nothingness together with this filthy world!"
He raised his hand again, and a new, more powerful Curse began to condense in his palm.
Just at this moment of despair—
"Yuta! Over there!"
"otouto! Wait for me!"
"Fushiguro!"
Several powerful auras rushed in from different directions like sharp swords!
Yuta Okkotsu took the lead, with the shikigami Rika had helped him construct—a Special Grade Cursed Spirit—behind him.
The brothers Yuji Itadori and Choso arrived side-by-side, followed closely by Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zen'in, and Aoi Todo.
The fresh reinforcements from Jujutsu High finally arrived at this moment.
"Yo, Fushiguro! Looks like we arrived just in time!"
Seeing Megumi Fushiguro and the injured Toji Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori's eyes ignited with fury, his fists clenching until they creaked.
"How dare you hurt Megumi like this! Unforgivable!"
Nobara Kugisaki raised her hammer and nails.
Maki Zen'in shouldered the 'inverted spear of heaven' that Mai had constructed with her own life, her eyes cold: "Old antiques should just stay honestly in their graves."
Aoi Todo waved his large hand and shouted to Yuji in a booming voice: "My sworn friend, let us have a satisfying, righteous group beatdown."
"This is the best stage to show our 'purity'!"
Yuta Okkotsu didn't speak, but his massive Cursed Energy had already locked onto Emperor Sutoku in the air; the meaning was self-evident.
Watching his companions who had arrived just in time, Megumi Fushiguro's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. He supported the injured Toji Fushiguro, and the light of hope reignited in his eyes.
Watching the group of "modern" Jujutsu Sorcerers who had suddenly appeared below, Emperor Sutoku let out a disdainful snort from beneath the crow Tengu mask: "Another bunch of trash coming to die! Perfect, let me send you all to the afterlife together!"
However, facing the fully manifested Emperor Sutoku, the members of Jujutsu High showed no fear.
Under the cover of everyone fighting with all their might, a precious chance to breathe appeared in the center of the battlefield.
"Now is the time, Megumi!"
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