I'm doing Jujutsu Kaisen in the ninja world.

But no matter how reluctant we are, we still have to part ways.

In an instant, the sea, the beach... all disappeared.

So all that just now was actually the domain that Tuogen had created? It's unbelievable!

While other top-tier spirits are still struggling to construct their domains and never quite getting started, this seemingly timid and cowardly red-headed octopus dwarf is already using it skillfully, and even frequently uses it as a vacation spot?!

Judging from what just happened, this is clearly not a simple matter of one or two times.

Yet such a powerful Torgen would be so dependent on another cursed spirit, and even need to undergo some kind of 'test' to be qualified to follow him.

So who is this guy?

What kind of terrifying power will it possess?

Letting Tuogen establish a country completely under the rule of the cursed spirits is clearly just the beginning; its ambition is beyond imagination!

Moreover, one thing is quite obvious: this guy is building a real cursed spirit force, gathering powerful top-tier cursed spirits, and creating a true cursed spirit alliance.

If successful, it would inevitably have a huge impact on the current situation and could even directly threaten humanity's dominant position.

After that person really left, Tuogen seemed somewhat lost and helpless for a moment.

It's like a child trying to be independent for the first time, leaving their father's side.

However, this mood did not last long, and Tuogen quickly cheered up again.

If they can pass the test, they will be able to see each other again soon, and they will no longer need to be separated!

. . . . . .

Boom, boom, boom!

With three loud thuds, the coffin, which had been smashed into the ground, remained motionless and struggled no longer.

"it's over..."

The sickly man lowered his hand and muttered to himself.

What comes into view is a desolate, pale land, with countless tombstones scattered everywhere.

The rat-headed man, who witnessed a one-sided massacre from a short distance away, had a look of fear and madness flashing in his eyes from time to time before finally spitting a mouthful of saliva onto the ground.

Suddenly, the sickly ghost turned his head and asked, "Do you also want to choose a coffin for yourself?"

The rat-headed man's eyes turned red instantly. He lay prone on the ground, baring his sharp teeth covered in saliva, ready to attack.

"You sickly devil, don't think you can take me down just because you've created a domain! Do you really think the Rat King is afraid of you?!"

The sickly ghost chuckled twice in an unpleasant voice, but instead of making a move, he voluntarily dispelled his domain.

The next moment, they were back in the village littered with corpses.

However, unlike the previous times, this time among the corpses on the ground, in addition to the villagers, there were also some guys wearing headbands.

These people came full of confidence, and then died here with despair in their eyes.

Faced with the combined attack of two top-tier cursed spirits, especially since one of them had activated his domain, the Hidden Mist ninjas who came were indeed no match for them.

Even after leaving the area, the rat-headed man's pale face had not recovered.

He just couldn't understand why he was so far ahead of the sickly guy.

It could be said that he has only vaguely touched the edge of the construction field so far, and has not even reached the door.

This is really frustrating!

Just then, a rat, about the size of a pet dog, scurried to the feet of the rat-headed man.

The rat-headed man picked it up, stroked its fur, and nodded repeatedly.

"Dorgon told us to come and meet up as soon as possible, saying that we needed to prepare to start the operation."

The sickly ghost was quite surprised. "So suddenly? Wasn't the original plan to wait until all of humanity's resources were dispersed before taking action?"

The rat-headed man said irritably, "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? But the more people there are, the better. That way, my children should be able to have a good meal."

The sickly man shook his head. "I've already established my domain, so it doesn't matter when I act. Let's go."

"What's the rush? Wasting food is a bad habit."

Before he finished speaking, a large swarm of rats poured out from every corner of the village, followed by a terrifying gnawing sound.

. . . . . . .

In a gray, deathly space, dark red liquid churned and surged, as if swallowing something.

Soon, everything returned to calm.

"As expected, a mere top-grade curse spirit worth five thousand curse soul points is still too weak. I haven't even really started, and it's already over."

The domain has been removed.

Shinji's figure returned to reality.

He couldn't help but have a clearer understanding of his current strength.

The bald, four-eyed cursed spirit that he had fought so hard to defeat would probably not last more than 30 seconds now.

And that was when he wasn't using his full strength and was just letting the water flow freely.

The power of this field is far more outrageous than imagined.

In particular, certain spells that are difficult to hit may produce an overpowered, bug-like effect when combined with a domain.

However, given his current level of magical power, he can only activate his domain about once a day, and the duration is limited.

But for now, it's more than enough!

"It seems it's time to make a trip to Kirigakure. No matter how bad the outcome, an opportunity like this, where we might gain a lot of Cursed Soul Points, is truly rare."

As for the rest, we'll talk about that later.

[Chapter 165. The Terrifying Mutant Rat Swarm]

Inside the Mizukage's office in Kirigakure.

"How is the personnel recall going?"

"Reporting to Lord Mizukage, some people abandoned the mission immediately after receiving the order and rushed back to the village. Some people are still on the mission and cannot get away for the time being. Others cannot understand the true meaning of this order and suspect... suspect that Lord Mizukage wants to abandon those suffering villagers and only care about protecting himself."

"So currently only about one-fifth of the people have been actually recalled, and the other two-fifths will arrive in the next three days."

Mei Terumi listened expressionlessly, without making any comment.

"Hmm, what about the remaining two-fifths?"

"Maybe...it will be a little later."

"Or maybe you shouldn't come back at all. This country seems hopeless anyway, so why not defect somewhere else?"

The ANBU ninja who was kneeling on one knee reporting the situation broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said, "Absolutely not, they just didn't understand the Mizukage's good intentions for a moment."

Mei Terumi rubbed her temples wearily, but didn't dwell on the matter anymore.

Or rather, when she replaced the Yuan Master and exercised the rights of the Water Shadow, and urgently issued this order, she had already made all the necessary mental preparations.

It's good that some people don't want to come back. If the Hidden Mist Village really can't hold on any longer, perhaps we can still leave some embers outside.

Mei Terumi suddenly paused, not understanding why she was so pessimistic.

"Could it be because of that bastard's influence?"

If that bastard hadn't kept insisting he didn't have faith in Kirigakure, she wouldn't be under so much pressure.

"It sounds nice, but the result is nothing special."

So many days have passed, and that bastard hasn't shown up in Kirigakure. We don't know where he went; he's obviously run away.

Although Mei Terumi never placed her hopes on a few guys of unknown origin, she was still very annoyed.

It was as if their previous goal was simply to lure her into some evil cult, and then they just left her alone.

"How is the defense situation at each unit?"

"No abnormalities have been found so far."

"Okay, stay vigilant. Also, send more patrol personnel and expand the patrol area. I want to make sure not even a single water mosquito can fly in."

"Huh? But wouldn't doing this...?"

"Excuting an order!"

"Yes, Lord Mizukage!"

. . . . . . .

"What's going on here? Why is everything suddenly so tense? Have the other major powers sent people to attack?"

"Hey, how many Shinobi World Wars have there been? Three in total! Have you ever seen anyone come and fight us? It's not worth it at all!"

"That's true, you have a point. But if it wasn't an attack, why go on high alert, with everyone on standby and patrolling 24/7?"

"You don't know this, do you? I heard from the older brother of my neighbor's grandmother's third grandson's classmate that it seems that the entire operation was planned by Lord Mizukage himself. The reason is that according to intelligence, all those cursed spirits have joined forces and are preparing to wipe us out in one fell swoop!"

"What the hell? This is ridiculous! Pfft... wait, those weird-looking things? They dare to come here to their deaths?"

"Who says otherwise? They really think we can't handle them, huh? If we weren't short-handed, and we couldn't just stand by and watch those villagers die, would we be running around every day asking for help? And now a bunch of rogue ninjas are actually acting all high and mighty? Pah! I don't know what the Mizukage was thinking..."

"Shh, keep your voice down! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you."

"What are you afraid of? It's not like the days of Blood Mist Land anymore. You can't kill me just because I tell you a few truths."

Although that's what he said, he was clearly frightened.

Seeing this, the other person shook his head, stopped chatting, and focused on patrolling.

In their eyes, these cursed spirits were like cockroaches running around in their own home—insignificant, but not something they could ignore.

And because there were too many cockroaches, I couldn't kill them all by myself.

To avoid ruining the family's food and hygiene, they had no choice but to ask for help. However, the neighbors' homes were also affected, and no one wanted to help.

So they had no choice but to invite homeless people who were begging for food outside into their home to help kill the cockroaches.

Afterwards, they complained that the homeless man was dirty, and their attitude was very bad.