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

clang!clang!clang!

The strikes clashed, producing a rhythmic symphony like the sounds of steel.

Crisp and dense, echoing endlessly across the battlefield.

Two figures moved at high speed through the ruins, raising dust behind them.

Every collision sparks a dazzling burst of light, every separation brings a sharp gust of wind, and every intersection leaves a deep footprint on the ground.

The instant Fu Hei returned to defend, Hu Su's eyes flashed with malice, and his fingers transformed into a sword, instantly slashing down.

Space itself groans laboriously in the palm of one's hand.

Mesh solution!

Countless invisible slashes flew towards Fu Hei in an instant, crisscrossing and weaving into an impenetrable net of death.

"Try blocking this again!"

Su Nuo released the pleasure of being provoked.

Although his eyes still burned with anger at being offended.

But a second, even stranger, stirring within the heart of the King of Curses.

It was a long-lost feeling, a sensation he had forgotten over the long years.

"How many years has it been?"

"How many years has it been since I've felt this fighting spirit!"

A strange mood arose from Su Nuo.

He stared at the boy in front of him, who had once been an insignificant ant in his eyes, but had now grown to the point where he could confront him head-on.

The King of Curses, long dormant, is bursting with bloodthirsty anticipation:

"Fushiguro Megumi, show me!"

Su Nu grinned, revealing his fangs, anticipating how the overwhelming slashes would pierce through the boy before him.

Or perhaps, they were all prevented from being contained!

Regardless of the outcome, it was a brilliant performance for him.

If it's the former, he will enjoy the despair of a boy before his death.

If it's the latter...

Before Su Nuo could finish his fun, Fu Hei's provocation came again with a slash and thrust!

"Let me warn you again, you're the challenger!"

"Father's Power, Level Three!"

"Tyrant's Senses!"

Fu Hei's face twisted in anger, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, just like the tyrant's, like two drawn blades.

Beneath the piercing gaze.

All the slashes seemed to have form, were real and visible, and were directly exposed to Fu Hei's vision, turning into clear trajectories in his eyes.

With a flick of his palm, the Heavenly Reversal Blade carved out an absolute domain in mid-air, instantly turning any incoming strike into nothingness.

At the same time, he turned to the side, using his body's strength to deliver a circular slash with the Soul Release Blade.

A flash of silver light, like a full moon in the sky, once again caught all the fish that had slipped through the net.

Those slashes that managed to slip through the Heavenly Inverse Blade's defenses were all blocked by the Soul Release Blade's circular slash, leaving not even a trace.

The grid solution has been completely resolved!

"Little Deer! If you stick with your brother Hui, you're definitely not going to become Mango Ding this time!"

As all the slashes swept past him, Fuhei stretched out his arms, like a dancer leaving a magnificent stage after the curtain falls.

With an air of arrogance and confidence, he freely displays this masterpiece.

"Whether it's a long-range or one-way close-range attack, it can be easily blocked by the Soul Release Blade and the Heavenly Reversal Blade."

"Grid solutions are also not a problem."

"As for eight?"

Fuhei exposed his unprotected abdomen to Hushu.

Completely exposed within Sukuna's attack range, only her clothes swayed gently in the wind.

"Let's see if you're faster."

"My knife is still faster!"

The two silver lights turned into afterimages once again.

Fu Hei's figure approached like a ghost, his footsteps unpredictable, his twin blades flashing in his hands, alternatingly slashing towards Su Nuo's vitals.

Su Nuo raised his hand to block, his forearm held horizontally in front of him, once again using zero-defense to block the Soul Release Blade's slash.

The moment the blade made contact with the arm, dazzling sparks flew, but unexpectedly, the Niten Ichiryu struck again.

"Delete!"

The Heavenly Reversal Blade slashed horizontally, its tip precisely piercing the cursed power gathered in Su Nuo's palm.

It directly dispelled the curse power that had gathered in Su Nuo's palm.

The spell was dispelled on the spot, allowing the Soul Release Blade to pierce straight into Su Nuo's palm.

The blade pierced through the flesh and cut into the bone, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

A red shadow was drawn across the silvery-white blade, dripping onto the ground and blooming into a small flower of blood amidst the dust.

"Little brat..."

Seeing the blood flowing from his body again, Su Nuo's eyes flashed with anger once more.

The stinging pain in my hand intensified once again!

After the Tyrant merges with another Tyrant, the Tyrant's possession, which originally only had numerical values, also gained a mechanism unique to both the Heavenly Tyrant and the Tyrant.

Even as Su Nuo's figure moved so fast that only a blur remained, a murky, illusory shadow still overlapped within it.

That is the shape of the soul, the essence hidden beneath the body, the true form of the King of Curses.

It is another dimension that cannot be seen with the naked eye, yet it truly exists!

"This must be the shape of the soul!"

Fu Hei's eyes narrowed, and he exerted force again, pushing the blade in half a step deeper. The tip of the blade moved between Su Nuo's metacarpal bones, directly slicing off three of Su Nuo's fingers!

"You brat!!!"

Su Nu cursed loudly, his four eyes twisted so distorted they looked like they were about to burst.

The reversal technique was used, and a strange feedback immediately returned to Su Nuo's body.

"Why is the reversal efficiency so low...? It's that knife!"

Just as Su Nuo was distracted, Er Tian Yi Liu suddenly attacked again, with two silver lights blocking all of Su Nuo's escape routes from the left and right!

"Now let's see where you run to!"

Fuhei swung forward, pouring all his power into this decisive blow.

As long as this attack can sever another arm of Sukuna, we can continue to create advantages!

In the current hand-to-hand combat, Fuhei is no longer afraid of the Cursed King of Fifteen Fingers!

"oi".

"Little brat."

The blade struck flesh, its edge already brushing against Su Nuo's sleeve, yet Su Nuo remained unperturbed, instead mocking Fu Hei once more with a touch of sarcasm:

"Have you forgotten?"

"us."

"It's a curse!"

Su Nuo did not adopt any defensive stance.

There was no dodging, no blocking, and not even a single step back.

Instead, he directly clasped his hands together to form a palm seal.

"Domain expansion".

"The Demon-Slaying Chef!!!"

The wave of energy summoned by the curse instantly repelled Fu Hei's attack, spreading outwards like a shockwave and forcing Fu Hei and his sword back several steps.

"Damn it, aren't we supposed to be fighting hand-to-hand?"

"Why are you even opening up new domains?!"

Fu Hei continued to angrily recount Su Nuo's sudden change in tone.

With the coverage of the Heavenly Reversal Blade, it is absolutely impossible to eliminate the countless slashing attacks within the domain!

"I never expected you to go this far, Sukuna!"

"You can't take a joke!" Fu Hei shouted angrily.

"You should feel honored, Brother Hui."

"Isn't using my full strength the best I can do to show you respect?"

Su Nuo gave a sly smile, behind him.

The Palace of White Bones rose once more, its form grotesque and terrifying, blotting out the sky and radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

The dark figure was silhouetted against the backdrop of hell, making it seem as if one were walking into hell.