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

Su Nuo made a bow shape with his hands, his arms stretched out like a full moon.

Flames danced between his palms.

Breathing like a living thing, it exudes a scorching heat that ignites the floating dust into tiny sparks.

It swirled and danced around the bow arm.

finally.

The fiery arrow was released from the bow and launched.

A crimson streak of light ripped through the sky, like a falling meteor, hurtling straight toward the trio trapped in the center of the domain with an aura of annihilation.

The moment the flames touched the dust, they expanded instantly!

Those dust particles floating in the air, those combustible particles that Su Nuo carefully collected and concentrated in the enclosed space.

It ignites the moment it comes into contact with the flame and spreads in all directions at an astonishing speed.

It spread from a single point to an area, from a single fire to a sea of ​​flames.

Like the raging fires of hell, it dyed the entire world crimson.

Surrounded by a pitch-black barrier, the group had nowhere to escape and could only face the flames that enveloped the entire Okinawa.

however.

Fuhei couldn't help but laugh at the thought of what he was going to do later.

"No, no, you can't laugh yet."

"I must endure it."

Fu Hei's cheeks were bulging out, and his whole body was like a taut bomb from straining with all his might.

There are 4 seconds left before the stove hits.

Wait 3.5 seconds.

Victory will be declared in 3.5 seconds!

Fu Hei's lips curled up uncontrollably, only to be forcibly suppressed by him. This repeated motion caused his facial muscles to twitch slightly.

"You have to stay strong!"

Fu Hei immediately lowered his head, using the shadow of his bangs to cover his expression, so that no one could see the smile he was barely holding back.

We must not let Su Nuo discover our intentions in advance.

Fu Hei waited for the sky-covering flames to rush in.

He began his own planning.

However, Itachi had already cooperated with Fukuro many times and knew Fukuro's intentions long ago.

The tacit understanding between them needs no words to convey.

With just one look, Itari understood what to do.

The physical education student rushed out and wrapped his arms around Wujiao Wuxian's shameless actions, starting to move the latter.

In an instant, they moved towards Fu Hei's feet, their movements swift and decisive, without any hesitation.

The three huddled together, just before the flames reached their eyebrows.

Flames were already licking their hair, the heat was already scorching their skin, and the breath of death was just around the corner.

"Below, there are shadows too!"

Fu Hei's voice, as he slipped into the shadows, was drawn out and lingered, like an echo from a deep well.

The shadow tide surged beneath his feet, opening its arms like an abyss and swallowing the three of them whole.

Like a fish diving into the deep sea, it leaves not a ripple, nor a breath.

"Kiss kiss?"

"Kiss kisses!"

The scorching wind swept across the space above the Shadow Tide, its intense heat passing over it like a raging storm or a towering tsunami.

Even through the barrier of the Shadow Tide, one could feel the suffocating temperature.

But no matter how much effort they put in, the flames could not break through this layer of shadow.

After the top-level lung treatment.

"Mr. Fushiguro, you really know how to do things!"

Gojo Satoru gripped the oxygen cylinder in his hand with great surprise, looking triumphantly at the flames sweeping overhead.

"Gojo-sensei, you seem to be alright, right? You can still play, right?"

Itadori looked at the bloodstains remaining on Gojo Satoru's body and asked him with a hint of worry.

"Don't worry, I'll fight with full energy!"

The three men each offered their own perspectives.

You call me teacher.

I'll call you teacher too.

They chatted leisurely in the film.

It felt as if we weren't on a battlefield, but rather chatting casually in a café on a quiet afternoon, waiting for the next moment to arrive.

"I really want to see the expression on the King of Curses' face!"

Gojo Satoru reverted to his slightly irritating demeanor, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He could almost picture Sukuna's expression when he realized his attack had missed.

"As long as we can survive this fire attack."

"Then, we'll win..."

"Shh!"

Fushiguro stopped Gojo Satoru's behavior in time, putting a finger to his lips as a shushing gesture.

Their eyes were wary, as if guarding against some unspeakable misfortune.

"Shouldn't we pop some champagne halfway through?! Something bad will happen!"

Fu Heijing anxiously surveyed the area above the Shadow Tide, praying that nothing would go wrong.

And in the sea of ​​fire.

The King of Curses has realized that his attack has missed.

His flames missed everyone; his deadly attack was easily neutralized by Fu Hei's shadow tide.

Yet he still wore a cryptic smile.

It seems the best is yet to come.

"Enjoy the taste, kid!"

Between the tides of light—

"Qi Kuo..."

As if the gates of hell had been opened, Itachi's figure froze, and he slowly uttered the promise.

In an instant.

In an instant, that ancient and violent aura emanated from the Shadow Tide!

The suffocating sense of oppression caused the entire Shadow Tide to tremble, the darkness to boil, and the air to freeze.

"Tiger Staff, quickly set up the restraints!" Fu Hei shouted in panic.

"I..." Before Itajimaru could react, his body began to lose control.

"How come he's also a Sukuna?"

Not knowing the whole picture, Gojo Satoru was startled by this sudden change and quickly used his telescope to aim at the strange figure again.

Ready to launch at any time.

"No, this is only temporary. During this time, Japanese knotweed must not harm anyone!"

"All we need to do is keep him under control!"

This unexpected turn of events, almost forgotten by Fukuro, has now descended upon the Shadow Tide.

The change came too quickly; there wasn't even time for Itogiri to reapply the bindings from last time, which weakened Sukuna's mobility.

The present.

But it's a fully leveled 35 Zhisu Nuo!

"Damn it, we actually overlooked this backup plan from Su Nuo!"

"Father's Armor, Combine!"

Fushiguro could only reactivate the Father's Armor and stand shoulder to shoulder with Gojo Satoru.

Blades and shimmering light clashed as they prepared to confront the threat of the 35-fingered Sukuna.

"Why are you so scared?"

"You know I can't hurt you."

Su Nuo twisted his shoulders as if adjusting to his body, while mocking Fu Hei with unhurried movements.

Is the intention to launch an attack from within the shadows to destroy the outer shell and allow the fire from the outside to spread into the shadows?

Or……

Fuhei held the Soul-Releasing Blade in front of him, watching Su Nuo's every move.

His brain was racing, trying to predict Su Nuo's next move and figure out a strategy to deal with it.

His eyes were fixed on Su Nuo's every move, not missing a single detail.

Unexpectedly, Su Nuo's next move completely exceeded Fu Hei's expectations.

Su Nuo.

It emerged directly from the Shadow Tide.

His figure, like a black lightning bolt, leaped out of the shadows, passed through the still-burning waves of fire, and landed on the ground outside the sea of ​​fire.