simultaneous crossing in many anime worlds

Upon hearing this, Megumi Fushiguro's pupils contracted, greatly shocked.

In his heart, and even in the hearts of most Jujutsu Sorcerers, the name Satoru Gojo had always represented two words—

Invincible!

The universally acknowledged invincible Satoru Gojo would actually say that someone could defeat him?

Even if the probability was a pitiful 1%…

But having a chance and having no chance are two completely different things!

Moreover, Satoru Gojo himself had said that this prediction was made without considering the opponent's innate technique, and the actual winning probability could only be higher.

Megumi Fushiguro's heart was pounding, and he could only take deep breaths to control his emotions. If these remarks were to be spread today, they would likely cause a huge uproar in the Jujutsu world.

Just then.

Chu Yang, who had been in a dazed state, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and bright.

Satoru Gojo was momentarily stunned, then a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Chu Yang in front of him did not seem to be in a state of being possessed by Sukuna.

Had he completely assimilated him?

Or temporarily suppressed him?

Satoru Gojo felt a faint sense of anticipation.

Could there truly be someone in this world who could completely assimilate Sukuna's power?

To be safe, Satoru Gojo still decided to test Chu Yang.

His method was simple.

Satoru Gojo's figure suddenly disappeared, then instantly reappeared in front of Chu Yang.

In his hand, he held a dark black orb.

It was formed by him continuously compressing space with jujutsu.

The small orb was enough to destroy the school beside them.

At this moment.

Satoru Gojo pressed the orb towards Chu Yang's face.

Feeling the terrifying power fluctuation, Chu Yang's expression gradually became lively, as if waking from a long dream.

Chu Yang's pupils turned white, and blood-colored tomoe appeared.

The moment the Rinnegan appeared.

The orb in Satoru Gojo's hand disappeared, his expression became blank, and his consciousness entered another space.

After only a slight daze, Satoru Gojo found himself in an unknown space. As far as his eyes could see, there was nothing but vast white mist.

"What is this place?"

"I was just near the school, how did I get here in the blink of an eye…"

"I shouldn't be old enough to have Alzheimer's yet, right?"

Satoru Gojo stroked his chin, seemingly contemplating life, then suddenly remembered Chu Yang's strange pupils.

"Are those eyes Chu Yang's technique? Is this his domain?"

"It's a bit similar to my Six Eyes."

"As expected of little Chu Yang!"

Satoru Gojo praised Chu Yang to himself in an embarrassing tone, and also praised himself along the way.

Just then, Chu Yang appeared out of thin air in front of Satoru Gojo.

Their eyes met.

Chu Yang sighed, "Just consider it a favor, please stop calling me by that sickeningly sweet name."

Satoru Gojo, who was enjoying himself, did not take Chu Yang's request to heart. He looked around like a curious baby, examining Chu Yang's genjutsu space.

"Is this within your domain?"

"No."

"Then where is this?"

"A space created by genjutsu."

"Is it a technique?"

"You could say that."

"It feels very real to me. If this is fake, then what's happening outside right now?"

"No matter how much time passes in this space, it's only an instant outside."

"Oh~~~" Satoru Gojo looked at Chu Yang with admiration, "That's truly impressive, to be able to blur the concept of time. A remarkably powerful technique."

Chu Yang snapped his fingers, and the surroundings immediately transformed into a classroom, identical to the layout of Jujutsu High.

"You should have more important questions, right?"

Chu Yang casually pulled out a chair and sat down.

Satoru Gojo stared at Chu Yang for a while before asking, "How did it taste?"

Chu Yang frowned slightly, "It was horrible, like stuffing a piece of rubber into my mouth."

Satoru Gojo laughed, "You look good. What about Sukuna?"

Chu Yang stretched, "It's not quite right to describe it as death. I should say he has temporarily disappeared."

Satoru Gojo showed an "as expected" expression and praised, "Facing Sukuna not in the real world, but in the mental world—that's his home turf. That's no easy feat."

Chu Yang shook his head and said, "No matter where, his strength is vastly different from his peak. I merely defeated Sukuna when he wasn't at his peak. That's a fact."

Satoru Gojo pulled out a chair and sat directly opposite Chu Yang, still staring intently at him. "Honestly, even if Sukuna had twenty fingers, you'd still be confident you could defeat him, right?"

If the Zanpakuto had not yet appeared, Chu Yang would probably have held back.

But at this moment.

He nodded as a matter of course, "It's not confidence; it's that I will definitely win."

The powerful confidence in his words instantly infected Satoru Gojo, and an uncontrollable excitement appeared on his face.

So similar!

This arrogant confidence even made Satoru Gojo feel an illusion, as if he saw his younger self.

Above heaven and below earth.

I alone am the honored one!

I really want to try fighting him…

Satoru Gojo's lips curled into a smile, then he took a deep breath, staring at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang said faintly, "Just as you said before, this is my home turf."

Satoru Gojo retorted, "So?"

Chu Yang shrugged, spread his hands, and smiled, "If you want a beating, I have no objections, as long as you don't hold a grudge later."

Cursed energy surged rapidly around Satoru Gojo, like a rushing river. His eyes were like crystals, mysterious and beautiful.

The moment he tried to unleash a cursed technique, all the cursed energy in his body suddenly vanished.

It felt as if the cursed energy itself had been erased.

Only then did Satoru Gojo understand what Chu Yang meant by "home turf." As long as he wished, this world would change as he desired.

Satoru Gojo gained a deeper understanding of genjutsu.

The next second.

The scene changed.

Satoru Gojo was suspended on a cross.

Chu Yang stood before him, holding a blade.

The image was very familiar.

Especially Satoru Gojo's snow-white hair, which easily gave Chu Yang a sense of déjà vu.

Chu Yang intended to let Satoru Gojo experience Kakashi's signature treatment.

"I surrender…"

Perhaps sensing the unfriendly aura, Satoru Gojo quickly surrendered. It would be foolish to stubbornly resist under such absolutely disadvantageous conditions.

But Chu Yang had no intention of stopping. The blade in his hand was already slowly pressed against Satoru Gojo's chest.

He revealed a smile that sent shivers down Satoru Gojo's spine!

…

In the real world.

In just the blink of an eye, Satoru Gojo's dazed gaze regained its clarity.

Then it was consumed by fear.

He had originally thought that the genjutsu space was a false existence, and that nothing encountered there would be very painful.

But every stab Chu Yang inflicted on him felt no different from suffering an injury in the real world.

The extreme pain of the blade piercing vital points made Satoru Gojo believe he was truly in reality.

What truly chilled Satoru Gojo to the bone was that while enduring inhuman torment, he was unable to use any cursed techniques!

That kind of despair.

It was like drowning in a vast ocean.