Chapter 195: 195
Just then, Susanoo moved, its mountain-like massive body suddenly flashing, appearing out of thin air before Sukuna.
Flying Thunder God Technique!
Sukuna's pupils sharply contracted.
He had originally thought that the "bulky" Susanoo wouldn't be able to move very fast.
Yet, in the blink of an eye, it appeared before him.
The three-headed, six-armed Susanoo, wielding six giant swords formed from Chakra, wildly swung them towards Sukuna.
Sukuna's figure flickered repeatedly, dodging Susanoo's attacks with near-teleportation speed.
The entire space trembled violently, as if it would shatter in the next second.
Sukuna gazed at Chu Yang within Susanoo, clasped his hands together, and continuously shrunk the Domain Expansion's range, at the cost of elevating his slashes to their maximum power.
Countless slashes descended, like a torrential downpour, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.
Susanoo was swallowed by the continuous white light, completely ceasing to move.
"Hahahahaha!!!"
Sukuna let out a hysterical laugh, feeling utterly satisfied after taking his revenge.
"My apologies for disturbing your good mood, but isn't it a bit too early to be laughing now?"
Chu Yang, completely unharmed, walked out from the swirling smoke, slowly forming hand seals.
A large amount of Cursed Energy poured out, constructing an unknown domain.
"Now it's my turn."
"Domain Expansion!"
Sukuna's laughter abruptly stopped, as he watched Chu Yang's domain gradually engulf his own space, a look of surprise and doubt on his face.
"Death Fight Corridor!"
Death Fight Corridor.
This was a corridor that connected end to end, infinitely looping.
Within this corridor, the domain would only end when one of the two parties died.
Before that, no Jujutsu Sorcerer of any level could forcibly destroy the domain.
Sukuna's expression was not good.
He could feel the terrifying suppressive force of the Death Fight Corridor.
This indicated that the domain itself had very strict conditions for its user.
Much like Toji Fushiguro's Heavenly Restriction—exchanging all Cursed Energy for a terrifying body that surpassed human limits.
The Death Fight Corridor also had a similar restriction on Chu Yang.
Even stranger, despite this suppression, Malevolent Shrine's volume had grown even larger than before.
Feeling a slight unease, Sukuna launched a slash, intending to test the current situation.
However, with just a casual strike, a narrow crack appeared in the space where the slash passed, then instantly vanished.
Space tearing.
This was an effect that he previously only achieved with a full-power strike.
"My Cursed Energy has increased by nearly double…"
"This kid's domain actually makes the enemy stronger?"
"What's the point?"
Sukuna frowned deeply; he didn't believe there was such a fool in the world who would benefit others at his own expense.
Chu Yang punched, shattering the slash that looked like it was cast from silver light.
His entire body glowed with lightning.
Source Breathing was operating at full power.
Faint moonlight and starlight sprinkled from his breath.
Even more resilient than Susanoo was Chu Yang's physical body.
In Chu Yang's hands were no longer simple wooden swords, but two ancient swords of distinctly different colors.
Although he hadn't fully understood the abilities of the two Zanpakuto, it didn't prevent Chu Yang from using them to perform sword techniques.
In this world, there were no weapons more powerful than these two ancient swords.
Just as the battle was about to erupt.
Sukuna still couldn't resist asking a question.
"Why does your domain make me stronger?"
"In exchange for this, what exactly do you gain?"
Facing Sukuna's question, Chu Yang smiled and simply said one sentence.
"Death Fight Corridor, the victor will gain everything from the loser."
Sukuna's pupils sharply contracted.
Fengdu felt a bone-chilling coldness in his hand, and Chu Yang casually swung it, faint Gekko flowing along the blade like trickling water.
"Anything else you want to say? The next time we meet will probably be a long time from now." Chu Yang kindly reminded Sukuna that next time, he would gather all the fingers and completely seize all of Sukuna's Cursed Energy.
Sukuna sneered, silently raising his arms, flames erupting from his fingertips, no longer the sharp slashes.
You increased my Cursed Energy by double?
Then you can just go to hell!
The air was filled with scorching heatwaves; this was Sukuna's first time demonstrating other cursed techniques.
The temperature of the flames was extremely high.
Far exceeding the high temperatures created by Fire Release and Flame Breathing.
It was even significantly hotter than magma.
Sukuna snapped his fingers, and the firelight instantly illuminated the entire space, the bones beneath his feet turning to ash in an instant.
Even with all his buffs stacked, Chu Yang could still feel waves of searing pain.
The crimson flames continuously gathered, gradually taking on a golden hue, and the temperature continued to rise.
Sukuna waved his palm, as if grasping the surrounding sea of fire, and hurled it towards Chu Yang.
The sea of fire approached.
Fengdu seemed to be stimulated, its blade trembling wildly, as if something was about to pour out.
Chu Yang, however, paid no attention, holding both swords and unleashing the Second Form of Source Breathing.
Sunlight and moonlight intertwined, merging into a giant disc that blocked the scorching flames.
The disc rotated, continuously pulling in the sea of fire, and the light of the sun and moon wore it down.
"How does this guy have more cursed techniques than me?"
Many cursed techniques were still sealed within Sukuna's shrine, but each required specific conditions to be used.
He had not yet recovered to his peak, so he could not use them as he wished.
In Sukuna's eyes, Chu Yang seemed to have no restrictions when using cursed techniques, which he found incomprehensible.
"If this continues, I might lose…"
Sukuna decided to go all out; since the opponent had numerous cursed techniques, he would choose close-quarters combat.
His physical capabilities were top-tier even across the entire Jujutsu world.
At the most intense moment of the confrontation between the flames and the sun and moon disc, Sukuna's figure suddenly vanished, reappearing behind Chu Yang, launching a surprise attack on him.
Sukuna delivered a punch from behind towards Chu Yang's heart.
The sound of air being torn reached Chu Yang's ears; as if he had eyes in the back of his head, he reversed his grip on the swords, placing both behind his back, adopting a guarding stance.
Sukuna's fist smashed into the intersection of the two swords.
Clang!!!
Sparks flew!
The blades of Fengdu and Tian Que slightly sank, blocking Sukuna's powerful punch.
Fengdu exuded an intimidating coldness.
A strange, pale yellow liquid seeped from the dark blade.
It was as if it flowed from the river engraved on the sword's body.
The moment Sukuna touched the unknown liquid, a shocking chill violently surged into his body.
Sukuna's Cursed Energy, as deep and unfathomable as the ocean, began to dissipate at an alarming rate.
Before long, even if Chu Yang didn't act, he would disappear due to the depletion of his Cursed Energy.
Sukuna looked at Chu Yang in shock.
The sword in the other party's hand could be said to be the bane of all curses; even Jujutsu Sorcerers would be suppressed by it!
This man could destroy the entire Jujutsu world!
Chu Yang paid no attention to Sukuna's expression; after blocking the opponent's attack, he smoothly turned and swung his sword at the opponent's neck.
Sukuna's reaction was only half a step too slow, and his head was nearly severed.
Under normal circumstances, he would immediately use Reverse Cursed Technique to heal his wounds.
However, at this moment, he realized it was futile.
If he couldn't resolve Fengdu's suppression of Cursed Energy, no matter how many times he healed his injuries, the outcome would not change.
Thus, for the second time in his life, Sukuna willingly accepted death.