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

After enduring endless suffering.

Lu Suo.

I stopped thinking.

The face etched into the brain tissue remained unchanged, frozen in that moment of utter ugliness.

His face was ferocious.

It was frozen in the most painful moment.

His surface no longer writhed; there was no longer any sign of life.

After the last drop of tissue fluid drained away, the entire lump of brain dried up completely, as if it had withered, and its volume shrank by more than half.

With the liberation of the soul.

That familiar tremor, accompanied by a wisp of something emerging from the void, appeared before Fu Hei.

"This is... reincarnation?!"

"Did the spell go berserk because Lu Suo's soul had withered?"

The five people who were using the Boundless Void technique on the side all took a step back, and a rare solemnity flashed in their blue eyes.

Be vigilant about this sudden change.

"Spell going berserk?"

Fu Hei's brows furrowed, but then relaxed, revealing a confident smile.

"What a pity, I'm a fully equipped tyrant now!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Hei instantly pulled out the Heaven-Defying Blade.

Without the slightest hesitation, he was determined to sever the cycle of reincarnation and its reversal.

The blade was pushed into the crack that tore through the void, as if piercing into an abyss of nothingness.

However, there was no feedback that the effects of the technique had been eliminated.

That day, the blade of the reversed blade pierced into the crevice, as if it had entered a non-existent space.

There is no tactile sensation, and no perceptible feedback.

Fu Hei's right hand, holding the Heavenly Reversal Blade, remained suspended in mid-air, and no matter how he tried to stir the cracks with the Heavenly Reversal Blade, he could not cause any damage to them.

Helpless, Fu Hei could only stop his attack and carefully examine this strange change.

The fissures themselves have no color, and are almost one with nothingness.

"Gojo-sensei, could you use your six eyes to analyze the reason for Rinne's rampage?"

Fukuro turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, only to find...

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's eyes were wide open, staring intently at the crack, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

It seems I've seen something terrifying.

Under constant scrutiny.

His pale blue eyes slowly lost their strength and rolled upwards.

"Teacher Gojo!"

Fushiguro hurriedly shoved Gojo Satoru aside, pushing his body to the side, but in that instant of displacement, they were both struck by the void from beyond the rift—

gaze.

"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you."

This was Fukuro's first thought upon observing the crack.

That gaze pierced through his flesh and soul, as if Fu Hei had been dissected by a scalpel.

Fear, oppression...

All the malice capable of producing curses continuously entered Fukuro's consciousness through eye contact.

He could feel the malice trying to erode him, trying to corrupt him, trying to drag him into that void.

Finally, they mingled together into an indescribable mass, ending their eye contact.

But the only thing Fukuro can be sure of is this:

That indescribable mass.

It has four eyes.

Four eyes gleamed in the darkness.

Fuhei quickly recalled Sutuo, looking at Sutuo who was still being trampled under Huzhang's feet.

Ugly and lowly. His gaze swept back and forth between Su Nuo and the rift, and a second doubt suddenly arose in his heart.

"That feeling... there's no mistake, it's Sukuna."

"Is it Sukuna from a parallel world...?"

Fukuro looked back into the rift with questions in his mind, but could no longer find the answers.

The four eyes had vanished, the indescribable things had dissipated, and only an unsettling void remained in the rift.

Like a silent abyss, it quietly awaits something.

……

……

Amidst the ruins where smoke signals were everywhere.

The entire Shinjuku was destroyed, leaving only one building, a lonely skyscraper standing alone atop Shinjuku.

For Su Nuo, it was merely used as a tombstone.

This serves as a tombstone erected for his opponent, and for all the students of the college.

The four-armed demon god sat high in the sky, looking down at the black-haired, black-eyed boy opposite him through a rift in space and time, a complex emotion flashing in his four eyes.

The boy's name unconsciously sang out from the corner of her mouth:

"Ah, it's Fushiguro Megumi..."

"My lord, King of Conquerors, what have you observed this time?"

Rimei's voice sounded beside him, as respectful as ever, bowing slightly, hands folded in front of him, awaiting his master's instructions.

"Please don't add this prefix every time you address me."

"Yes, Lord Sukuna!"

Compared to the human Rime, the Conqueror King Su Nuo's physique far surpasses that of a normal person.

The nearly three-mile-high body had dark red runes constantly writhing on its skin.

The conqueror king Su Nuo has completely transcended the realm of humanity and evolved into a higher level of existence.

This is because he traveled through countless parallel worlds, constantly conquered the entire world, and collected all the curse power of Su Nuo in order to evolve into this state.

"In the vast universe, I have only been defeated a handful of times."

"First, I lost to Gojo Satoru..."

The demon god, seated on his throne, stomped heavily on the ground beneath his feet. The seemingly casual action stirred up a thousand waves of shock.

The conqueror chose a place called Shinjuku as his settlement.

It's to remind myself at all times.

In a parallel world, I can imagine how devastating and unforgettable my defeat was.

"Secondly, he lost to Hisahito Itadori."

His voice was filled with a gnashing hatred, and the face of the pink-haired boy flashed through his mind, making the scar on his chest ache faintly.

As he spoke with great emotion, Conqueror King Su Nuo struggled to his feet again, but his body was immediately suppressed by the hideous scar on his chest.

"Tsk, if it weren't for that time I interfered with a parallel world, and that guy injured my soul with a slash during our fight!"

"I'm not so desperate that I have to hide in a spatial rift to observe that brat!"

"Rime, have you ever heard the saying 'raising a tiger will only bring trouble'?"

Rimei tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her icy blue eyes.

"Lord Sukuna, you mean...?"

"third……"

"The last person to defeat me was that guy from earlier."

"You can actually see me through the crack, Fushiguro Megumi...?"

"I can't let you grow for another 68 years."

Upon hearing Su Nuo's boastful words, Ri Mei immediately chimed in, her voice laced with a barely concealed killing intent:

"Lord Sukuna, do you need me to deal with Fushiguro Megumi in this timeline?"

"Need not."

Mentioning the interference with Fukuro, Sukuna once again peered through the rift with great interest, her gaze falling on the black-haired, black-eyed boy:

"He now also has to face four world lines that are about to decay: Parallel Shikiyun, Parallel Fukuro, Evil Five, and Parallel Itadori Yuujin."

"He certainly wouldn't stand by and watch someone die, thus getting caught up in the vortex of these four worlds."

"This is enough time for me to recover."

"At that time..."

Conqueror King Su Nuo raised his four arms once more, like four shadows that blotted out the sky, the weapons in his hands gleaming coldly in the sunlight:

"I will finish him off myself."

"Come on, Fushiguro Megumi."

"Let me fall for you..."