I, the Rock King Emperor with 21 billion in power, have joined the chat group.

My thoughts were interrupted, and pain entered my mind.

A mangled piece of flesh suddenly appeared on Yuji Itadori's arm. Although he swung his arm frantically, he still couldn't dodge the attack.

Then, to his surprise, the curse master in front of him fired several straight, blood-red bullets, completely blocking his path of advance.

Whether he moves forward or stays put, he will be riddled with bullets.

Damn it, this can't be happening.

Yuji Itadori immediately stepped back and looked at the enemy in front of him.

"You can't run away." His face was already turning pale, and his calm demeanor concealed a hidden anger.

"I ask you, Hisahito Itadori. What did my brother say before he died?"

"Huh? Little brother?" Yuujin Itadori was a little stunned, then reacted after a few seconds.

The curse master in front of us must be referring to the two people he killed.

[Nine Aspects Diagram] Bad aspect, smeared with blood.

To them, Hisahito Itadori simply lowered his eyes slightly: "He cried."

The simple yet piercing words left Zhang Xiang stunned.

Then, he looked silently at Itadori Hisahito and calmly said, word by word, "You will die here today, Itadori Hisahito!"

[A hundredfold, pierced with blood]

The blood-red bullet flew out of his hand once again.

The supersonic bullet reached Hisahito Itadori in less than a second.

With his eyes fixed on the swollen face's finger, Yuuji Itadori suddenly bent down and narrowly dodged the blood-red arrow. Then, using the forward lean of his body, he took three steps at a time and darted towards the direction where the swollen face was standing.

----If ranged attacks are strong, then we need to close the distance!

In less than three seconds, Itadori Yuujin, swinging his body at full power, covered the distance of several dozen meters to reach the opponent's face. As he threw a punch, his cursed power covered his feet, and he kicked hard at the opponent's ankle.

"Heh~~!"

Zhang Xiang sneered, and changed the posture of his hands again.

He took the blows of Itadori Yuujin's fists and kicks head-on, enduring the pain of his shattered cheek and one thigh being completely destroyed.

However, he maintained his hand posture in an orderly manner.

In his palm, the blood clots that had originally coalesced into arrowheads instantly shattered into a dozen or so small blood beads.

[Bai Lian, Supernova]

The blood droplets shot out like shotgun pellets, hurtling towards the vital organs inside Itadori Yuujin's body.

The moment Hisahito Itadori saw those beads of blood, his mind was already warning him.

---I'll die, I really will die!

If you are hit in the heart or head, you will die 100% of the time!

But even if he wanted to adjust his body, it was already too late.

When he threw a punch and a kick, he had exhausted all his strength. At that moment, even if he wanted to twist his body, he couldn't do it.

"Damn it! You bloated face, what are you doing?!"

An exasperated voice suddenly reached Yuuji Itadori's ears.

At the same time as the sound came a huge burst of flames erupting from the ground.

Wow!

With a soft sound, all the blood-red beads that were shot at Itadori Yuuhito were instantly evaporated.

"Hihito Knotweed must live."

In an instant, immense curse power enveloped the swollen figure. A curse, not particularly tall but obviously ridiculously powerful, stood beside the swollen figure, one hand resting on its chest, slightly flaming.

"A water clock!!" Zhang Xiang gritted his teeth as he looked at the water clock in front of him.

“If you want to die, I don’t mind killing you right here,” Louhu said, glaring at him.

"Hmph!" Zhang Xiang withdrew his hand.

"Very good." The water clock also withdrew its wrist and looked at Hisahito Itadori not far away.

"Looks like we're not too late."

The sudden appearance of the curse made Itachi tense up. He had seen this cursed spirit from the volcano before and knew how powerful it was.

Even though Itachi has become much stronger now, he still cannot defeat this curse.

"Hey, Itaran, long time no see."

What made him even more desperate was that the familiar voice appeared behind him again.

He suddenly turned his head to look at the curse behind him that he could never forget, and roared through gritted teeth.

"A real person!!!"

"It's me, Itadori." Makoto patted Itadori on the shoulder with a bright, sunny smile. "Unfortunately, I can't fight you one-on-one today!"

Then, in the next second, several different spells simultaneously attacked Itadori Yuujin.

He managed to block the fist belonging to the clepsydra in front of him, but he couldn't stop the fist from the real man behind him aimed at his head.

Boom!

His ears were ringing and his brain was trembling.

The gaze swayed from side to side.

The head, struck directly by a fist, almost instantly lost its function.

He finally couldn't bear it any longer, his vision went black, and he fainted to the ground.

"How should we handle this?"

Looking at Hisahito Itadori lying on the ground, Masato shook his fist and smiled listlessly.

Louhu quickly stepped forward, took out a roll of cloth from his bosom, and suddenly unfolded it, revealing a dozen fingers clearly visible on it.

"Yujin Itadori is the perfect recipient of Ryomen Sukuna's fingers. He can completely suppress Ryomen Sukuna's power. Even if all 20 fingers were absorbed, he could withstand it."

"However, if Hisahito Itadori were to be fed a large number of fingers in a short period of time while unconscious, even he would not be able to suppress the power of the King of Curses and his body would be taken over by the King of Curses."

As he spoke, Louhu grabbed Hisahito Itadori's chin with one hand and forcefully pried his mouth open.

Then he quickly stuffed all the fingers on the cloth into the mouth of the scepter.

Having done all this, Louhu stretched out his hands and called out to the Master, "Master, sense the abnormality on Itachi's body. We need to find that thing that Gojo Satoru mentioned, the one that can summon the gods."

"That thing that can summon gods??"

An arrogant and unrestrained voice suddenly came from beside the water clock. Upon hearing this voice, the water clock, the real person, and the bloated person all felt a sudden tightness in their hearts.

The endless malice almost instantly overwhelmed their nerves.

It made them involuntarily turn their heads away.

Then, they saw the cursed king descend into the world through Hisahito Itadori's body.

No need for superfluous words, no need for superfluous descriptions, no need for flowery language.

Just by looking at him, one can feel the terror of the King of Curses; just by looking at him, one can experience the despair and fear that comes from the depths of one's heart.

"Two-faced Inn, you've come back to life?"

The real person laughed amidst fear.

"Idiot, who told you to laugh?"

Liangmian Su Tan twisted his neck and looked at the real person.

As he spoke, a sharp blade that could cut through anything slashed diagonally across the real man's head.

He split his head in two.

Blood was everywhere, and white brain matter covered the ground.

"And whoever gave you permission to look me in the eye, kneel down!"

As the words were spoken, Zhang Xiang and Lou Hu involuntarily knelt down on the ground.

As they knelt, an invisible, circular blade flew past their heads in an instant.

The blade continued to extend in all directions, cutting all the buildings in its path in half.

Even the protruding part of the volcano head of the water clock, which was kneeling on the ground, was cut off by a small part.

"Hahaha~!"

Upon seeing the image of the water clock, the two stall owners chuckled lightly.

"The glory of kneeling, huh? Heh, don't you know that?"

"A truly mature ear of wheat knows how to bow its humble head."

"Never mind, I can forgive your rudeness this time, since you let me out for some fresh air."

Chapter Thirty-Two: The Dragon Descends to Earth in the Form of Heaven

"Never mind, I can forgive your rudeness this time, since you let me out for some fresh air."

"Speak, judging from your expression, it seems like you have something you want to say to me."

The two hostels stood casually in place, but the malice and aura they exuded made the area seem like the lair of a demon king.

"No." The water clock shook its head slightly.

"We don't have anything in particular we want to do," said the water clock, his expression tinged with loneliness.

"Our goal is simply to fully resurrect you."

"The reason you can move freely now is simply because Yuujin Itadori's body is not used to the sudden appearance of so many fingers. After a while, he will probably regain consciousness and suppress you deep within his consciousness."

"However, you have a great chance now. Before Yuujin Itadori recovers, force him to sign a 'binding' agreement with you in charge, and take control of his body."