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

"Domain Expansion—"

"The Demon-Slaying Chef!!!"

To everyone's surprise, this expansion of the domain lacked the familiar atmosphere of the past.

There was no palace built of countless skulls and bones standing in the domain, nor were there any overwhelming slashes pouring down.

The black dome enveloped the battlefield, as if night had fallen early, shrouding the entire Okinawa in darkness.

However, it did not unleash any offensive blades.

Not a single slash flew towards Wutiao, not a single blade pointed at Fuhei, and not a single killing intent locked onto Huzhang.

Because Sukuna will drive the target of the domain attack.

Everything is locked onto myself!

Blood mist and bone powder flew everywhere again!

Those invisible slashes were like hundreds of scalpels, simultaneously cutting into the body of the King of Curses.

The cycle of destruction and rebirth repeats endlessly within the golden light of the Reversal Spell.

The King of Curses, who had unleashed three consecutive black flashes, was currently at the peak of his cursed power.

Like a surging river, the output and reversal efficiency have reached a terrifying level of improvement.

His body was transformed into a persistent source of blood mist amidst constant destruction and rebirth.

This sudden change startled Gojo Satoru at first, and then his expression changed drastically.

A look of unprecedented panic flashed in those pale blue eyes, and she began to shout:

"Demon Void!!!"

Upon receiving the new command, Moxu Luo stomped the ground and, while continuously disintegrating Su Nuo's body with his slashes, rushed straight into the sky.

If Moxuluo comes into contact with Sunu, who is casting a spell, the spread of the blood mist can be stopped.

Interrupt the initiation of the technique, and prevent the conditions for opening the stove from being met again on Okinawa!

Gojo Satoru watched as the demonic sword was about to strike Sukuna, the demon-slaying sword only a few meters away from Sukuna.

That distance could be covered in just a fraction of a second at Mo Xu Luo's speed.

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru's heart finally calmed down, but he still couldn't help but mock his opponent for being too slow.

At this moment, Su Nuo began chanting the incantation again:

"Dragon Scales!"

"Rebel!"

"Pair of Shooting Stars!!!"

The rapid and powerful incantation, each syllable carrying an irresistible majesty.

It instantly increased the speed at which the slashing attack cut through Su Nuo's flesh and blood.

The balance that was barely maintained has now completely tilted towards the destructive side.

Su Nuo's figure lingered in the air, forming a thick red mist that refracted eerie rainbows in the sunlight.

The blood mist, like a storm, completely enveloped the entire Okinawa.

The sunlight turned blood red, the sea turned dark red, and the entire island was enveloped in a crimson chaos.

At the same time, the most familiar incantation to Gojo Satoru and Fushiguro also rang out on the battlefield.

"kitchen--"

That single word, like the pronouncement of death, echoed in the blood mist, weaved through the ruins, and exploded in everyone's ears.

To leave a mark on the heart.

Watching the battlefield unfold, so many changes occurred in just 41 seconds.

From the expansion of the domain to self-mutilation and sacrifice, to the charge of the demonic demons and the chanting of incantations.

From the spread of the blood mist to the prelude to the opening of the stove, every twist and turn is unexpected, and every change of tactics is breathtaking.

Lu Suo felt somewhat ashamed of his rash behavior just now:

"I'm sorry, King of Curses."

"I was just thinking about how to help you."

"Right now, I am indeed just an obstacle in this kind of battle."

At this moment, there was no one on the battlefield who could prevent Zao Kai from fulfilling his condition.

"open!"

Flames shot into the sky.

It pierced everyone's eyes like a sharp sword.

The light emanating from the stove was not an ordinary flame, but rather the ultimate, condensed curse power of the King of Curses.

When the terrifying power contained within begins to erupt.

The island was gradually shattered in the eruption of the foehn wind.

The entire Okinawa coastline evaporated under the blazing fire, white steam shooting into the sky and forming mushroom clouds on the sea, stirring up towering waves.

This is merely the aftermath of the initial shock.

The sky was burning, and the clouds were dyed dark red, like a scene from the apocalypse.

It is located at the center of the stove.

Tourist attractions that once represented the prosperity of the world are now unable to withstand the indiscriminate attack from the [strongest].

Under the licking flames, it melted, collapsed, and turned to ashes like a candle.

The magic circle was originally designed to adapt to a moment.

It too began to turn into powder under the engulfing flames.

The Demon-Slaying Sword of Moxu Luo melted in the flames, turning into specks of starlight that dissipated into the air.

41 seconds before the stove stopped turning on.

The King of Curses' mockery echoed once more across Okinawa.

"You are nothing but ordinary people... born in an era without me."

The voice of the King of Curses was high above, filled with pity, like a god looking down at ants.

The sound echoed in the flames, weaved through the ruins, and lingered in everyone's ears like an inescapable curse.

Fukuro knew that he could no longer stop the birth of the stove.

He slumped at the edge of the shadowy tide, covered in wounds, and could only watch helplessly as the wheels of fate relentlessly rolled over him.

The stove ignited, its light shooting skyward across Okinawa like a nuclear explosion.

It illuminated the entire land as if it were daytime, dispelling all shadows.

For Su Nuo.

Using the stove to end the battle was merely an impromptu creation.

As a result, neither Fushiguro nor Gojo Satoru could stop it.

"It looks like it's been done quite well."

Su Nuo wore a calm smile, as if all of this was within his expectations.

It was as if all of this was just a little trick he played casually.

Who would have thought that Fushiguro and Gojo's frenzy was simply trying to stop Sukuna's newly developed skill?

Su Nuo countered Su Nuo's move 41 seconds before the stove was finished opening.

They completed several textbook-worthy improvisation operations.

Emerging from the smoke and dust was Gojo Satoru, who had lost his left hand and whose body was in a state of disrepair.

It seemed to be a mockery from the battlefield.

Even the half-wall he was relying on collapsed completely at this moment.

Meanwhile, his opponent, Su Nu, began a rather sarcastic recap of the battle.

"If I don't specify the target, even I will get involved; it's like opening up an unlimited fire..."

"However, it seems the extent of their injuries is different."

"It seems my own curse power has a significant impact."

"But as long as the result is good, that's fine."

On the edge of the battlefield, Lu Suo, who had witnessed everything, began her explanation:

"Compared to Sukuna, who regained the output of the Reversal Technique through Black Flash."

"With his self-healing ability diminished and having lost the Demon Lord, Gojo Satoru could only rely on his own fists, despite his injuries..."

Lu Suo gazed at this magnificent scene, recalling the millennia of time he had spent planning it:

"In other words..."

"It's Sukuna..."