"Clown?"
Gojo Satoru, lying on a makeshift stand, suddenly opened his eyes wide. His expression quickly changed from confusion to extreme panic.
He clutched his head, still shouting,
"No, I'm not a clown."
Gojo Satoru's Cursed Energy erupted instantly.
With a wild release of Cursed Energy, Gojo's body alternated between "red" and "blue" Cursed Energy, representing Forward and Reverse Cursed Techniques.
Either one would take Jujutsu Sorcerer outside a significant amount of time to master.
Although he immediately displayed his overwhelming power as the strongest in the current era, for some reason, Gojo Satoru gave off the impression of a stressed cat encountering danger, feeling helpless and only able to puff up its fur to protect itself.
"Thump!"
Gojo Satoru slowly regained consciousness after suffering a heavy blow to the head, followed by an angry roar in his ear.
"Gojo Satoru, what are you doing?"
It was Yaga Masamichi. He had initially been overjoyed to see Gojo Satoru, who had been so difficult to save, finally awaken.
Now, Gojo looked mentally broken, seemingly lost in thought.
It was as if he had lost his soul, so Yaga Masamichi simply punched him to snap him out of it.
"Old man."
When he heard the brat call him that, Yaga Masamichi, though angry, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was close, that was close."
The fact that he recognized him meant that his brain was temporarily fine.
"This brat's head isn't broken."
Then, Yaga Masamichi couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. That kid's medicine was truly terrifying.
To be able to save Gojo Satoru from such severe injuries was truly incredible.
Many fragments of memory appeared before Gojo Satoru's eyes—the scenes he had witnessed before losing consciousness.
"Ryomen Sukuna, yes, I was fighting him."
"Then I died."
It was Kenmyo, that kid.
Two hard slaps, so forceful they nearly knocked Gojo Satoru's teeth out.
Even now, having just woken up, he could still feel the stinging pain on both sides of his face.
"That kid!"
He was the "culprit" whom Gojo had mocked as a clown, which was why Gojo Satoru was still in a dazed state upon waking.
"What kid?"
Gojo Satoru was punched on the head again by Yaga Masamichi, and he heard his teacher say fiercely,
"Satoru, show some respect."
"He's your savior."
Yaga Masamichi recalled the situation at the time and immediately felt breathless.
For some unknown reason, Gojo Satoru was hit by his own Hollow Purple, and the destructive power seemed to be many times greater than before.
Watching Gojo Satoru being engulfed, Yaga Masamichi still felt a lingering fear, it was too tense.
"But thankfully, Mr. Yamauchi was there."
Kenmyo used the alias Yamauchi Kenmei.
Yaga Masamichi thought of that young man. While everyone else, including himself, was still immersed in the reality that Gojo Satoru was about to be killed by his own attack and couldn't extricate themselves,
The young man, at some unknown point, suddenly vanished from his side.
Then, in less than a blink of an eye, he appeared on the big screen.
Just like Gojo Satoru's Limitless, no, his Cursed Technique might be far superior to Gojo's.
After all, Gojo Satoru's Limitless only has a maximum range of one kilometer, but the distance between them and the screen was far more than one kilometer.
It was ten kilometers or more.
The young man almost bare-handedly plunged into a terrifying torrent of crimson Cursed Energy, then grabbed Gojo Satoru and pulled him out of the attack range.
Before the screen could even capture his movements, he had already returned to Yaga Masamichi's side.
However, even when Kenmyo carried Gojo Satoru back, Yaga Masamichi thought for a moment that his most prized student had died.
Because Kenmyo carried back what looked like a completely burnt piece of firewood, utterly unrecognizable as a human form.
When the wind blew, beneath the charred brown skin, there were still orange-red, high-temperature marks, like charcoal with its surface ash blown away, revealing the glowing embers beneath.
So, Gojo Satoru was not just medium-rare; he was well-done, and seemed to be completely burnt.
If they hadn't seen Kenmyo rescue Gojo Satoru from Ryomen Sukuna with their own eyes on that big screen,
Who would have recognized that burnt stick as Gojo Satoru?
At least Yaga Masamichi, as Gojo Satoru's teacher, couldn't recognize him.
However, despite Gojo Satoru's severe injuries, Yaga Masamichi saw the young man perform a simple treatment on Gojo Satoru, and he was fine?
After touching Gojo Satoru's almost shriveled, watermelon-sized head, and then pouring a strange red liquid into his mouth,
Kenmyo left with a single statement,
"Alright, Gojo Satoru. He's out of danger."
"He'll be fine once he wakes up."
This caused a strong ripple in the heart of Yaga Masamichi, who had lived for so many years and was generally unfazed by anything.
Really? Is it true?
Just as Yaga Masamichi was about to say something, Kenmyo disappeared again.
When he looked at the big screen, he had already appeared on the battlefield.
"What a guy."
This efficiency of rushing to the battlefield without stopping was almost unimaginable.
After that, Yaga Masamichi immediately called their school's medic, Shoko.
Unlike the Kenmyo of that period, who was just a young girl who liked to smoke and drink, Shoko at this time had grown into a beautiful older sister with a melancholic temperament.
The moment Shoko saw Gojo Satoru, tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
Because of the tragic state he was in, no matter what, it exceeded the healing capabilities of Shoko's Reverse Cursed Technique.
And if Gojo Satoru died, it would mean that all graduates of their class, except Shoko, had perished.
Yaga Masamichi had called Shoko to examine Gojo Satoru, but she was so emotional that he ended up comforting her instead.
Then, after hearing Teacher Principal Yaga say that someone had already treated Gojo Satoru and that he was out of danger,
Shoko's first reaction was disbelief. Given Gojo Satoru's condition at the time, it was already incredibly lucky that he even had a complete corpse.
But when Shoko placed her hand on Gojo Satoru, she could clearly sense an energy within his body that was continuously transforming living cells, making them more reproductive and stronger, endlessly devouring and consuming dead cells.
This meant that Gojo Satoru's cellular activity was remarkably high, essentially requiring no external intervention, such as Shoko's Reverse Cursed Technique.
Based solely on this, Shoko concluded that Gojo Satoru could fully recover through his own self-healing.
"Absurd."
Shoko questioned why she had come to such an absurd conclusion, but when she saw Gojo Satoru's finger move, revealing newly grown muscle underneath,
She was speechless.
"That young man's Reverse Cursed Technique is superior to mine."
Shoko said this to Yaga Masamichi, then left with peace of mind.
Because many Jujutsu Sorcerer were injured that night, if Shoko, as the main force, skipped work, many people would likely die that night.
After Yaga Masamichi's explanation, Gojo Satoru finally understood that he had indeed died at that time.
He had even started seeing his life flash before his eyes, but Kenmyo had saved him with an incredibly miraculous Reverse Cursed Technique.
Note that it was the Reverse Cursed Technique; Yaga Masamichi did not reveal that Kenmyo had also fed him a bottle of red liquid while performing the technique.
The fewer people who knew about this medicine that could revive the dead and bring back the living, the better.
Due to his research on Cursed Corpses, Yaga Masamichi himself had always been watched by some old fogeys in the The Higher-Ups of the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association.
"Knowing how potent this medicine is, how could they not be tempted?"
"Then, Lord Sukuna, no, how is Sukuna?"
Gojo Satoru had been slapped twice, so his brain was still a bit abnormal.
He even blurted out "Lord Sukuna."
Yaga Masamichi heard it too, but pretended not to.
"You'll know if you just look at the big screen."
Yaga Masamichi pointed to the large screen originally used for projection.
Gojo Satoru wanted to get up, but because his body had just undergone a complete reconstruction, various muscle units had not yet been fully adjusted, meaning he might experience some symptoms similar to amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.
He couldn't move at all.
But this didn't stump Gojo Satoru; his Limitless could make his entire body float in the air.
When Gojo Satoru saw Kenmyo battling Ryomen Sukuna, the two of them were locked in an intense fight.
"Raiju!"
Accompanied by Ryomen Sukuna's desperate roar, he forcefully unleashed Shinbu Kai.
Over a dozen monstrous, lion-shaped creatures, entirely composed of golden lightning, instantly formed on the battlefield, baring their fangs and claws.
That was Ryomen Sukuna unleashing Shinbu Kai to release the power of lightning and engulf Kenmyo. Just the footsteps of those lightning creatures caused violent explosions on the ground.
Each of these Raiju was equivalent to the self-destruction of an ordinary Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, and there were over a dozen of them, densely packed from all directions. Even using suicidal attacks, they could blow up a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
And Kenmyo, surrounded by Ryomen Sukuna's Raiju, in the gaze of the audience, directly unleashed Blood Manipulation.
"Blood Beast!"
Corresponding to the golden lightning lions were crimson giant wolves, their bodies entirely composed of blood, with frills around their necks similar to those of lizards.
But each one was almost double the size of a Raiju, exuding murderous intent. When enraged, their frills would spread open.
The fangs of the Blood Beasts were as large as a human palm, which shows how brutal and aggressive they were.
These ferocious crimson monsters were even more brutal than the Raiju. Even if their mouths were blasted apart by lightning, they would still fiercely bite off the Raiju's head.
To be honest, the personality of summoned beasts often reflects their master. If the summoned beasts are like this, then one can imagine how ferocious the master himself is.
Moreover, under Kenmyo's control, those terrifying Blood Beasts could continuously revive, so the number of Raiju was constantly decreasing, while the number of Blood Beasts on the field was growing.
Even if Ryomen Sukuna severed the head of a Blood Beast with a slash, the next second, the Blood Beast would fully restore itself.
"What in the world is going on?!"
Ryomen Sukuna quickly formed hand signs; he was about to summon his Domain.
"That damn brat."
Continuing like this would only wear Ryomen Sukuna down to death.
Malevolent Shrine.
A colossal shrine instantly descended from the sky where Ryomen Sukuna had been standing, crashing directly onto the original spot.
With the sure-hit effect of the Domain, the Blood Beasts were subjected to a barrage of slashes, as if caught in a violent storm. Each one suffered fatal damage, being cut into pieces so small that not even molecules remained.
This meant the water in the blood was evaporated by rapid and continuous slashing, generating heat.
"The old man's got some tricks."
A deep slash appeared in front of Kenmyo's feet. As for why it was in front of him...
"Tch, 200 meters away, huh?"
Ryomen Sukuna's expression was not good. He said fiercely,
"What a cautious brat."
Kenmyo just happened to be outside the range of Ryomen Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine Domain; he didn't think much of it.
"To be honest, a slashing Cursed Technique is quite troublesome."
Kenmyo shook his head.
He had just taken one step forward, and at that moment, only a small area on his ankle had endured approximately seven hundred eighty-four slashes.
That old man truly wanted to slice him into thin pieces.
"Old man."
Kenmyo shook his head.
"Such a bad temper will lead to big trouble."
Before Ryomen Sukuna could even reply, he suddenly found that the kid in front of him had vanished.
A vague, ominous premonition arose in his heart. He immediately increased the sure-hit effect and attack density of Malevolent Shrine to about ten times their original level.
It could be said that even if a piece of titanium alloy fell, it would be cut into 0.05-millimeter thin slices without the slightest hesitation.
"I already said it before, your eyesight isn't very good."
The sound that suddenly came from behind Ryomen Sukuna sent shivers down his spine, even reminding him of the tension from a thousand years ago.
Ryomen Sukuna wanted to unleash Shinbu Kai at close range, but Kenmyo's target was never him.
It was Malevolent Shrine!
"It's useless,"
Gojo Satoru shook his head. He had already fought Ryomen Sukuna, so he knew.
The shrine displayed by Malevolent Shrine was merely a mirage-like object; it looked solid, but in reality, attacking it would have no effect whatsoever.
That's why Gojo Satoru had ignored the shrine and fiercely attacked Ryomen Sukuna himself.
Gojo Satoru estimated that Kenmyo intended to emulate him, by destroying the Domain, to force Ryomen Sukuna into a Cursed Technique burnout.
Kenmyo's physical prowess was stronger than Gojo Satoru's; he had witnessed it firsthand. His speed was many times greater than Gojo's.
He only knew that by the time Gojo Satoru looked over, all the modified humans were already gone.
Therefore, dealing with Ryomen Sukuna himself was the truly effective method; attacking those shrines was actually useless.
Kenmyo's words echoed in Gojo Satoru's ears, clear and without delay.
"Don't lump me in with you."
Kenmyo said coldly, clearly still angry.
If Gojo Satoru appeared before him now, he would slap him twice more.
For such a problematic guy, a heavy punch was the way to go.
"In my eyes, you and that old man opposite are both pretty much clowns."
Kenmyo slammed his fist down, and instantly, the Malevolent Shrine Domain shattered into countless fragments.
Ryomen Sukuna fell into Cursed Technique burnout, and all the Blood Beasts that had been cut down by his Malevolent Shrine earlier were now revived.
Their eyes bloodshot, these terrifying, brutal monsters, fearless of death, opened their mouths wide and lunged at Ryomen Sukuna to bite him.