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

"How exactly will he attack?"

The six eyes were operating at high speed, capturing every flow of magical energy around them and analyzing every possible angle of attack.

However, they were always unable to predict the other party's next move.

The game continues.

Seeing the two men dare not make any rash moves, Fu Hei finally felt relieved.

Although this method of proof was somewhat violent, it was remarkably effective. Seeing these two once-powerful troublemakers now looking at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy, he felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

Amidst the hostile vigilance of Gojo Natsuyu and his companion, Fushiguro spread his hands, ceasing to form palm seals, and added a soft hum.

What does that mean?

Is he looking down on us?

Seeing that Fushiguro had lowered all its guard, Gojo was furious and raised his voice to launch into another provocation:

"Why aren't you attacking anymore? Are you scared?"

"Scared?" Fu Hei drew out the word with amusement.

"I'm just afraid that if I use the guaranteed hit technique, you will all die a terrible death."

Fuhei paused, then added:

"In that case, I won't use any guaranteed-hit techniques; I'll fight you using only physical techniques and spells."

"I'm so tired of you~"

Fu Hei is still pretending!

If these deceptive tactics were used against Lu Ziyun, they would probably only elicit a "that's the mindset of a loser" before a fierce battle ensued.

People who don't handle stress.

They only believe in fists and strength, and only in real, hard-fought battles.

However, these words carried enough intimidation for Gojo Satoru and his companion, who were only second-year students at a vocational high school and did not yet have enough combat experience.

Because they didn't know whether Fukuro was telling the truth or not, whether he was really hiding a greater power, or whether he could really kill them easily.

The unknown is always the most terrifying.

"He's not even using his full strength?"

"That's so strange!"

Even after receiving a promise from Fuhei that he would not use any guaranteed-hit attacks, Xia Youjie still lacked confidence in defeating Fuhei.

Even though the other party said they wouldn't kill, I still felt a deep-seated fear.

In the end, it was Gojo Satoru who broke the silence on the battlefield.

"Maximum output, Azure!"

Gravity gathered in Gojo Satoru's palm, coalescing into a tangible sphere.

Blue and white light bloomed in the darkness, appearing like stardust in Gojo Satoru's hands.

It left a blue-white streak in the air, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and struck Fu Hei, who stood motionless in place.

"Get rid of the impurities!"

Fukuro didn't react much, but simply summoned his shikigami softly.

Shadows surged at his feet, and jade hounds, almost filling the entire area, emerged from the darkness, one after another, in an endless stream.

They formed a wall of flesh with their bodies, layer upon layer, blocking Fu Hei behind them and creating an insurmountable barrier.

Cang, with his output at full power, exploded amidst the horde of jade dogs.

The blue-white light engulfed the bodies of several jade dogs, tearing them to pieces and turning them into black shadows that dissipated into the air.

But more jade dogs filled the gap, continuing to stand in front of Fu Hei, like an endless tide.

Finally, only the remaining wave passed through the gap in the jade dog, cutting a shallow bloodstain between Fu Hei's arms.

"Hit! Hit!"

Five points boosted their confidence, as if they could see the dawn of victory.

It seems that defeating the opponent within the same domain is indeed possible.

As long as we keep attacking, as long as we find the opponent's weakness, as long as we persevere.

But the next moment, Fukuro's palm print shocked Gojo once again.

A gentle, reversed light emanated from Fu Hei's palm, flowing like spring water across his arm and directly restoring the injuries caused by Cang's maximum output.

After the wound healed, the reversed light did not stop, but continued to overflow, sprinkling on Wutiao Xiayou's body as if it were free.

"Reverse spell?"

"It can also be exported!"

The strongest brothers were shocked once again.

The Reversal Technique is already an advanced technique among advanced techniques, capable of converting magical power into positive energy to heal injuries. There are only a handful of people in the entire world of sorcery who have mastered this skill.

The sea urchin-haired boy in front of them, who looked to be about the same age as them, had actually mastered external power, and used it so casually, as if it were just an ordinary thing.

As the domain expands, with reversals and external projections, Fukuro continuously showcases his advanced skills.

We're all the same age; I didn't intend to use a lower-dimensional attack.

However, dimensional reduction attack is the most effective attack that Fukuhiro can use right now.

Rather than using fists to subdue him, it's better to crush Wu Tiao's perception with strength, make him realize the gap from the bottom of his heart, and let him understand what true strength is.

"Now, are you willing to talk to me obediently?"

Fukuro recalled all his shikigami and attempted to negotiate with the two again.

"I don't agree! I don't agree!"

After suffering a series of devastating blows, seventeen-year-old Satoru Gojo's worldview has been shattered.

Almost hysterical.

He had always believed that there were always people more capable than him, and that there was always something beyond his understanding.

And those eyes, like the sky, are proof that he is the sky.

Now, this guy with the urchin-like haircut who looks to be about the same age as me is actually much stronger than me.

Gojo Satoru's heart suffered a blow far more severe than a fatal one.

"It's time to end this childish game."

Fu Hei waved his hand lightly, the Shadow Tide trembled, and Shen Er's rough hands appeared out of thin air under Xia You's feet, directly pulling him, who was unable to resist the domain, into the Shadow Tide.

I'm hungry!

Xia You was immediately sent into the shadows, adding another person to the diving seat.

"If he sees the heavens where he still lives in the shadows, he should understand what I mean."

Only Fukuro and Gojo Satoru remained on the surface of the domain.

"Jay!"

Gojo could only watch helplessly as his best brother vanished without a trace.

"Now you're willing to listen to me properly, right?"

Fukuro felt that the emotional buildup was in place.

He has demonstrated enough strength and proven that he has the power of life and death. Now Gojo Satoru should be willing to listen to him.

However, the animosity hidden beneath the sunglasses has not disappeared.

In those eyes, hidden behind glasses, still burned an indomitable flame, a stubborn refusal to admit defeat.

In an instant.

A crimson line emerged from the boundless darkness.

It stood out conspicuously in the darkness, rising from Gojo Satoru's palm with an aura completely different from that of Sora.

"Sorry, Xia You."

Gojo Satoru's voice rang out in the darkness.

"I am not angry at you right now, nor do I hate anyone."

The previous panic and impatience were gone from his voice, replaced by a renewed confidence and arrogance.

Gojo paused, then uttered the words that made Fushiguro's lips twitch:

"Right now, I just feel incredibly happy in this world!"

Gojo Satoru leaped up, his body flipping in the air like a bird breaking free of its shackles.

Crimson light condensed in his hand, like a red sun born in his palm, enveloping the entire area from top to bottom.

It dispelled the darkness, illuminated the shadows, and dyed everything a crimson hue.

Despite enduring numerous devastating blows, Gojo Satoru did not succumb to the gap in skill.

On the contrary, the mental damage he suffered had already transcended the physical body, allowing him to escape the historical timeline.

At this moment, growth was complete.

"Didn't I come here to negotiate?"

"Didn't I come here to persuade Gojo Satoru to listen to me?"

"What do you mean by asking if you're scared, believe it, or are convinced?"

"You're telling me you've figured it out?"

Looking at the light appearing above the Shadow Tide, Fu Hei's lips twitched.