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

The roar gradually faded away.

The black and red lightning that raged through the shadow tide quietly disappeared as if it had completed its mission.

Sunlight filtered through the clouds again, casting dappled beams of light onto the shadows, enveloping Fu Hei's determined figure.

The pierced white torso looked like a sandcastle that had been ripped from its support.

It began to disintegrate from the wound, peeling off like flower petals, detaching from the main body piece by piece, and turning into dust in the air.

The halo symbolizing adaptation also went out with a final, mournful cry.

At this point, only the boy's figure remained in the center of the Inlaid Dark Courtyard.

Fu Hei gripped the Heavenly Reversal Blade, its silver light shimmering, as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the face that was exactly like his own.

On the blade, the reflection of Pingxiang Fuhei's face, filled with fear and humility, was mirrored.

It's filled with the shameful final act of a loser!

"Lord Su Nuo!"

"Rime-sama!"

"Please, please come and save me...!"

He lay paralyzed on the ground, his limbs trembling so badly he couldn't move an inch. His body was covered in mud, a mixture of rainwater and blood.

"Jade Dog!"

"Nue!"

"A swift rabbit!"

"Anyone is fine with me!"

"Help me, please!!!"

Parallel Fuhei pleaded desperately, his voice echoing in the empty space, but received no response.

"Shock and awe, young man."

"Rivers of blood flowed."

Fu Hei tucked the Heavenly Reverse Blade back to his waist, then grabbed the collar of Pingxing Fu Hei's clothes, clenching his fingers and squeezing the fabric into a ball.

His parallel, dark body was lifted up like a strip of cloth, his collar tightening around his neck, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and his legs kicked weakly on the ground.

"Are you willing to forgive me?"

Seeing Fu Hei retract his blade, Ping Hei spoke with a sense of relief.

It was as if I saw a glimmer of hope, and I felt that Fu Hei still had a sliver of mercy. After all, they were the same person, and there should still be some affection between them.

You're overthinking it.

"I just wanted to punch you a few more times."

Fu Hei grinned, but the curve of his lips held no forgiveness, only the pleasure of impending violence.

The fist, a blur of motion, crashed down on the parallel, dark face like a storm.

"This is revenge for everyone in the parallel universe!"

boom! boom! boom!

Fu Hei's fists kept pounding down, beating Ping Hei's face until it was a bloody mess. His nose bridge collapsed, his cheekbones shattered, and his teeth, mixed with blood, flew out of his mouth and landed on the ground.

Fukuro became more and more enthusiastic as he punched him, and with his next punch, he knocked Fukuro to the ground again.

The parallel, dark body crashed onto the Shadow Tide, splashing up a spray of black water.

Lying prone in the mud, his body curled up in a ball, like a...

"Please...please stop."

Pingxiang Fuhei's voice was already indistinct, his mouth was full of blood foam, blood bubbles were bubbling from the corners of his mouth, bursting, and then new ones were emerging.

You owe me a favor.

"So many times, I could have let Mo Xu Luo kill you directly, but I didn't."

"I'll let you live."

He struggled to lift his head, looking at Fu Hei with his only remaining open eye, pleading desperately:

"I...I'll give you the whole world, I'll give you my whole life, okay?"

"I will ask Lord Sukuna for it, and I will make sure you are on equal footing with him!"

"I can……"

Looking at Fu Hei's silent face, he assumed Fu Hei's silence indicated a wavering, so he became even more agitated, speaking faster and faster:

"Gojo! Do you want Gojo-sensei back by your side?"

"I can help Lu Suo find another parallel world where he can still exist."

His voice grew louder and louder, more and more frantic, like the incoherent ramblings of a mentally deranged madman.

"Just give the order."

"I'll do anything for you!"

"I'll let you do whatever you want!"

Parallel hysteria:

"Please! I'll do anything you ask!"

"Do you want me to be paired up? I'll make sure you are!"

"I made you do that on live TV!"

Fuhei did not respond.

He kicked Pingxing Fuhei down again, the kick hitting him squarely in the ribs, and a dull thud could be heard as bones broke.

Hei let out a miserable scream and curled up like a shrimp.

Fu Hei once again drew the Heavenly Reversal Blade, pressing closer step by step.

Each step he took landed on the parallel, dark trails of blood.

"You can't do that."

"You can't do that!"

"I am the strongest sorcerer certified by Lord Sukuna!"

Faced with Pingxing Fuhei's pleas for mercy, Fuhei simply shook his head and raised the Tiannihou high above his head.

"No, you're nothing but a piece of trash."

Fu Hei raised his hand and brought his knife down.

"No……"

While the plea for mercy was still stuck in Pingxing Fuhei's throat, Tian Ni Hao had already pierced through Pingxing Fuhei's head.

The sound stopped abruptly.

All the ugliness, all the fear, all the pleas, all the luck, paled in comparison at this moment.

The identical eyes suddenly magnified and then froze in time.

Fu Hei exerted his strength again, raising his arm upwards, and the Heavenly Reverse Blade pierced straight through Fu Hei's head, scattering brain matter everywhere.

The red and white liquid splashed onto the Shadow Tide, quickly swallowed by the darkness, leaving only a few faint traces of blood slowly spreading across the surface.

"See that, Luso!"

Fu Hei's voice boomed once more in the domain, piercing through the rain, the shadows, and every inch of air, directly into Lu Suo's ears:

"I'm going to scatter your brains all over the ground like this!"

Fu Hei withdrew the Heavenly Reversal Blade and continued towards the Lu Suo.

Footsteps echoed through the rain, one step at a time, like a countdown to death, reverberating endlessly in the shrouded courtyard.