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Meanwhile, on the fifth underground floor.

Hanami was holding Choso under their right arm, carrying the heavily injured Dagon on their right shoulder, and carrying the unconscious Megumi on their left shoulder, looking helpless.

Looking up at the battlefield above, where flames and carnage were spreading, they ultimately decided to follow Jogo's instructions, putting down the unconscious Megumi before turning and fleeing into the distance.

Jogo's strength was formidable enough. He would be the main force in confronting Sukuna and Mahito, possessing the trait of immortality, could also barely manage to join the fray.

Their strength was clearly lacking in the eyes of Sukuna and Jogo. Forcibly entering the battle would only make them a burden, so it was better to prioritize protecting their side's combatants.

In the thick of the night, Hanami smashed through ceiling after ceiling, quickly reaching the surface, and with Choso and Dagon on their shoulders, they vanished into the darkness.

...

Under the rapid operation of Reverse Cursed Technique, Sukuna's face, which had been knocked askew, quickly returned to its original state. He shook his hand, his killing intent undisguised.

"You are a strong fighter worthy of my respect. I will kill you with the utmost courtesy."

Just then, a small lump of blue flesh rolled to his feet. It expanded and transformed into the shape of Mahito.

Mahito's face was filled with excitement as he pressed his purple-glowing hands against Sukuna's abdomen, continuously pouring his Cursed Energy into them.

"I've won."

Idle Transfiguration!

Jogo, who was in the middle of fleeing, had a drastic change in expression. He never expected Mahito to launch a sneak attack at this moment, completely deceiving him, a teammate.

A scene that left Mahito dumbfounded occurred: his usually infallible Idle Transfiguration, after being unleashed upon Sukuna, vanished.

Sukuna curled his lips into a smile and grabbed Mahito by the head. "So it's you, the little brat relying on the soul. Do you think you can shake my soul?"

The next moment, Mahito felt the scene before his eyes change abruptly, shifting from the ruins everywhere to a world of blood.

He stumbled back two steps, his feet sinking into thick blood, and as he gazed at the vast skeleton before him, he felt his very soul trembling.

Sukuna had activated his Innate Domain and strolled leisurely up to Mahito, placing his palm on his head.

"I have lived for so many years, yet this is the first time someone has dared to touch my soul directly. You should feel honored, you are the first existence to have their soul extinguished by me."

Mahito's expression changed drastically. He tried with all his might to break free, but it was to no avail. He was now inside Sukuna's Innate Domain, and his soul was imprisoned.

Purple blood splattered everywhere. Mahito's head and torso were simultaneously struck by dozens of Dismantles, and fine lines of blood began to appear on his cheeks.

He hurriedly raised his palms, wanting to piece his head, which had been sliced into a dozen pieces, back together. His usually infallible Idle Transfiguration, however, could not even repair his body now.

He coughed up mouthfuls of blood, trying with all his might to hold his head together, but he still couldn't stop the gushing blood.

He spoke intermittently, "Ryo... men... Su... kuna..."

"How pathetic. Is this what one looks like when they are on the verge of death? So ugly. How disappointing."

Sukuna lifted a foot and kicked Mahito, who was struggling to keep his splitting head together, onto the ground, causing him to lose his grip on his shattered head, and the headless corpse collapsed to the ground.

Back in reality, after Mahito's form stiffened for a moment, his head and most of his torso turned into minced meat, with no sign of ever recovering.

"Mahito!"

Hearing Jogo's shout, Sukuna smashed Mahito's corpse with a slap and stepped into the pile of minced meat with his right foot, the smile on his lips growing increasingly arrogant.

"How about that? Seeing your partner die right in front of you—isn't it a pleasant surprise? Don't be in such a rush, there are even better surprises to come."

Scorching flames erupted from Jogo's body, and he carved a pale red trail through the air.

He arrived in front of Sukuna with, his fist, burning with scorching flames, smashing toward the other party's head.

Watching Jogo's fist close at hand, Sukuna did not attempt to raise a hand to block it. The opponent's physical strength was clearly superior to his, and with the addition of massive Cursed Energy, going head-to-head was not a wise choice.

"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine!"

This time, the domain was not the kind that could be crushed by Jogo like before. It was a domain created by Sukuna with 15 fingers.

Jogo's pupils contracted and he wanted to unleash his own domain to engage in a domain clash, but then another thought occurred to him.

Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine is an open-barrier domain and my Coffin of the Iron Mountain is a closed-barrier domain. It's absolutely impossible to win against that.

Unless I can also convert my domain into an open-barrier domain, but the Binding Vow required to achieve such a thing must be one that can affect a lifetime.

Most Binding Vows that can affect a lifetime have very severe negative effects. What kind of choice can I make?

His entire body was sending out warnings of danger. Jogo could clearly perceive that thousands of attacks were forming in the air, ready to hack him to pieces at any moment.

Just at this life-or-death moment, in the corner of his vision, he noticed his own Cursed Spirit body, and a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed his mind.

That's right. I'll use this Binding Vow. Even if this Binding Vow affects a lifetime, it doesn't have too many side effects.