The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

"Chimera Dark Shadow Garden!"

In an instant, the shadow exploded from under Fu Hei's feet like a tsunami, surging in all directions.

Scattered furniture, broken glass—everything was swallowed up by the surging tide of shadows and disappeared into the endless darkness.

Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Kei, these two brothers who consider themselves the strongest.

For the first time, he showed surprise.

Realizing that the power they were so proud of was insignificant in the face of some higher being.

Breathing froze for a moment, and the body stiffened.

This is an expansion of the domain!

In their minds, the expansion of domains was merely a legend existing only in the mouths of teachers or experienced sorcerers.

It is an ultimate technique that I have only heard of but never actually seen. Even though Moth Path mentioned it in class, it was only as a theoretical knowledge to explain.

Witnessing the unfolding of a domain is not easy; it requires sufficient strength and luck, and even more importantly, the other party must happen to be a sorcerer who has mastered a domain.

But what's even more difficult is surviving in the unfolding of the field!

Because once you step into someone else's territory, it's like handing your life over to them.

The advantage of having a domain in a duel between mages is overwhelming!

Should I expand my territory?

"At the very least, we need to stall until Riko manages to escape successfully within ten days."

Xia You scanned his surroundings, trying to find a breakthrough in the darkness, but all he saw were endless shadows and eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Delay his expansion at all costs!"

Gojo Satoru once again gathered azure light in his hands, and together with Natsume, the two launched a swift attack, transforming into two afterimages as they rushed towards Fukuro.

An attempt to interrupt the spellcasting before the field is fully formed.

"His territory must be brought to a halt!"

However, this was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Even if I'm in the district, the pre-cast animation of my domain isn't so easy to interrupt!"

Fu Hei thought to himself:

"Damn it, teenagers have such terrible personalities. Even after all this, they still dare to look down on me."

With his ten fingers forming a palm print, his magical power increased once again, and the range of his domain expanded further, bringing more space under his control!

The Shadow Tide bypassed Gojo Satoru and the other two, and went straight for Tennori Riko and Kuroi Misato, who were trying to escape.

Before the two could react, it had already spread to their feet.

I'm in an open field!

Do you really think my domain is just a tiny, broken ball with a radius of ten meters?

The Embedded Dark Court is an open domain that can be freely expanded according to Fukui's will, with a coverage far exceeding imagination.

Without the power of curses to strengthen their bodies, Riko Tennen and Misato Kuroi were completely unable to resist the engulfing of the Shadow Tide.

The two figures sank into the shadows as if sinking into quicksand, disappearing without a trace with a thud, without even a cry of surprise.

Sorry, Riko, stay in the shadows for a while.

Don't worry, there are plenty of oxygen cylinders!

Fuhei silently apologized in his heart.

In this unpredictable battlefield, Fu Hei's shadow is indeed the safest place.

After educating these two troubled youths, we can then reconcile and put an end to our past grievances.

"Within the day!"

The dark and unpredictable domain left Gotō and his companion unable to react. They could only watch as their protected target vanished before their eyes, their fate unknown.

Their fate is unknown, that means...

"I'm going to kill you!"

Wu Tiao had never suffered such humiliation before. He was usually the one who beat others up, and had never been suppressed by anyone.

His fist was poised to strike, blue and white light condensing on its tip, carrying enough power to destroy everything, yet he could not bring himself to do it.

Because Fuhei's domain has expanded to its maximum extent and is now fully formed.

In this situation, Gojo Satoru could only change his power output and stance. He crossed his hands in front of him, and his power formed a defensive halo around his body.

"The Secret Technique: The Feelings of Fallen Flowers!"

Gojo Satoru immediately used a secret technique to counter the field.

That's a technique that uses spell power to counterattack directly when hit by a guaranteed hit, and can negate a portion of the damage from the guaranteed hit effect within the area.

Even with his pride, a hint of panic flashed beneath his sunglasses.

That was an emotion he had never experienced before.

Uncertainty, unease, and fear of the unknown.

How will he attack his territory?

Gojo Satoru's six eyes were working at lightning speed, trying to analyze the mechanism of this field, but he found that he could not see through it at all.

"What is his sure-hit spell?"

For the first time in his life, Gojo Satoru felt the threat of death, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

However, all of this was just him indulging in his own imagination.

Fuhei has no guarantee of winning!

Go ahead and display your broken-down sentimentality; it won't have any effect even if you display it until the domain dissipates.

Fushiguro almost burst out laughing when he saw Gojo's tense expression.

How long can he keep playing this information gap in this field?

Meanwhile, Xia Youjie, who was standing to the side, was already 1.4.

He stood there, frozen in place, his hands still in the gesture of summoning spirits. Several spirits swam around him, but he didn't know how to protect himself within the domain.

Facing such an intensely oppressive field for the first time, Xia Youjie felt the pressure explode like a dam bursting.

Gojo Satoru has a secret technique, what does he have?

Faced with the unfolding of this field, I felt like a complete greenhorn.

The pride in my heart suddenly and unconsciously shattered into a piece.

Fukuro probably never imagined that the first damage he would inflict would be caused by being so frightened that he developed psychological trauma.

"Sigh~"

Xia Youjie gasped, his body trembling slightly. He felt something even colder dripping down his college uniform.

"Urine……"

A terrible thought flashed through his mind, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant.

He lowered his head, his trembling hand reaching towards his groin. His fingertips touched a damp, cool area, and his heart almost stopped for a moment, his mind going blank.

Then he smelled sweat.

"...Oh, it was sweat."

"It's normal to break a sweat when facing an opponent of this caliber."

Xia Youjie pulled his hand out from between his legs, and looking at his palm, which was covered in cold sweat, he felt even more devastated.