Jujutsu Kaisen: Nozomi no Sora

Multiple souls.

It is a technique in which a real person forcibly merges the souls of two or more different individuals to stimulate extreme incompatibility and repulsion between the soul powers.

The three cyborgs, resembling compressed biscuits, rapidly expanded, pulling, biting, and fusing together in mid-air, like clay forcibly kneaded together, emitting short and mournful howls.

The next second, it transformed into a massive pillar of flesh, crashing down on Xuan Yi with an oppressive force that sent suffocating urges!

"Pulling the body!"

The real person's voice was filled with excitement.

boom!

The enormous fleshy pillar exploded in mid-air before it even hit the ground!

The intense repulsion generated by the forced fusion of souls was completely detonated in that instant. Xuan Yi didn't even have time to make a complete defensive move before he was violently thrown away by that terrifying shockwave!

boom!

His body slammed heavily against the wall in the distance, then fell to the ground along the broken bricks.

The intense pain and tinnitus almost made Xuan Yi's vision go black. It felt as if his internal organs had been shattered, and even breathing became difficult.

Before he could catch his breath, the real person had already charged up at high speed on the deformed hooves!

"It's too slow!"

With that wicked laughter, Zhenren raised his leg and delivered an extremely vicious kick, which landed heavily on Xuanyi's body!

"puff--!"

Xuan Yi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying again.

The scythe in his hand flew out of his grasp with this blow, the black mist dissipated, and it returned to the dull pendant, rolling tumbled to the ground.

The real person stepped over the pendant, looked down at Xuan Yi lying on the ground, and revealed an almost insane smile.

"Is that all you've got? You're nowhere near as good as that three-seven parted sorcerer."

Xuan Yi coughed up blood, barely managing to lift his head, his voice terribly hoarse.

"Mr. Nanami... is certainly not someone a newbie like me can compare to."

He supported himself on the ground and slowly stood up, one hand clutching his aching abdomen, the other wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing his disheveled appearance, the real man's smile deepened.

"boring."

He slowly raised his hand, and a faint magical power flowed between his palms, as if some kind of chilling malice was gathering.

"Then I'll make you my collectible."

"I'll show it to your friends later—"

The real person tilted their head, their smile terrifyingly innocent.

"It's going to be a very interesting scene, isn't it?"

Xuan Yi remained silent.

But as the real person approached step by step, a very slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment—

"The art of 'fukumō' (a type of Buddhist ritual)!"

The smile on Zhenren's face suddenly froze, and he turned around abruptly!

But it was too late.

The black scythe that should have vanished somehow reformed behind him, slashing back with fierce magical power!

laugh--!

The sharp blade severed the real man's right hand, which was preparing to activate the spell.

The severed arm flew high into the air, splattering black blood everywhere.

The man paused for a moment, then his expression became increasingly excited.

"This kind of spell... it can be activated even when it's out of the caster's control?"

Before he could fully process his surprise, Xuan Yi had already rushed in front of him.

His speed wasn't particularly fast, but at this moment, his movements were without the slightest hesitation.

The fist, imbued with cursed power, slammed straight into the real man's abdomen.

The real man looked down at the approaching fist, a contemptuous smile spreading across his lips.

"Will you take the initiative to get closer to me?"

However, a mere punch—as long as it doesn't touch the soul…

However, he hadn't finished speaking.

A tremendous attraction suddenly came from in front of me!

With the impact of the punch, a powerful pulling force suddenly erupted, as if shattering space itself. The man's abdomen felt as if it were being violently pulled by something unseen, causing his entire body to lose its balance.

The real person's expression finally changed.

"Varied……"

"Spell rotation—'Azure,' maximum output."

boom!

Unlike the previous times, this time, Xuan Yi poured almost all the magical power he could currently mobilize into it.

Within that punch, a deep blue suction force suddenly erupted, almost drawing Xuan Yi into the massive gravitational vortex, while the True Man directly struck by Cang was torn away by Cang!

His body smashed through all obstacles along the way, finally flying dozens of meters before coming to a disheveled stop amidst a roar and dust.

Xuan Yi stood there, panting heavily, his entire arm trembling slightly.

Meanwhile, the real person in the distance propped himself up and slowly climbed up from the ruins, the smile on his face completely gone.

He vomited a mouthful of blood, looked down at the wound on his abdomen that had not yet fully healed, and for the first time, his eyes showed genuine surprise and doubt.

"It works...? How is that possible?"

He raised his head and stared intently at Xuan Yi.

"It's a problem with this boy's soul... no, it's a problem with this spell! This kind of spell, which works on space itself, will involve both the soul and the body..."

at the same time--

Whoosh!

With the sound of glass shattering on the roof, a figure fell from above.

It was Yoshino Junpei who was shot down from the building by Itadori Hisahito.

Fortunately, in mid-air, Yodo-moon spread out its huge, semi-transparent umbrella-shaped body, barely cushioning the impact of the fall. Like a giant inflatable mattress, it bounced smoothly up and finally crashed heavily onto the top of the container below with a dull thud.

Yuji Itadori jumped from the third-floor window the next second.

Shunpei stood up again, forming hand seals and controlling his shikigami to launch an attack on the airborne Tiger Staff. However, for some reason, he seemed to hesitate for a moment. Only after the Tiger Staff had landed steadily in front of him did Yodotsuki stab its barbed tentacles towards the Tiger Staff.

With his fists surging with magical power, Itachi dealt with the threat in front of him almost instantly.

Only then did he see the familiar figure confronting the real person not far away, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

"Xuan Yi? Didn't you already go back to the vocational college? Look at your injuries!"

Xuan Yi suddenly looked up, his voice almost shouting, "Yu Ren! Take Shunping away from here immediately!"

But before he could finish speaking, the real person had already moved.

That's not how a human should run.

His body suddenly leaned forward, and he pounced on the two of them with a terrifying speed, like some kind of monster crawling along the ground at high speed!

By the time Tiger Staff realized something was wrong, the real man had already rushed in front of him.

The face with its crisscrossing stitches appeared almost without warning, a chilling smile still lingering on its lips.

Huzhang's pupils contracted.

"Who is this guy? A person? No... this feeling—"

The next second, the real person had already grabbed his throat!

"Nice to meet you." The real person grinned. "The vessel for Sukuna."

Tiger Staff's breath hitched as he was being pinched, but he still gritted his teeth and glared at him.

"Am I an idiot? A humanoid cursed spirit with a stitched-together face... Didn't Nanamin already make that very clear?!"

Meanwhile, Xuan Yi had already mustered his strength and charged forward.

"Tsukumogami... Pfft—"

But after taking only a few steps, his chest suddenly jolted, his throat tasted sweet, and he choked on a mouthful of blood.

It felt as if all the strength in my legs had been drained away in an instant, and my vision went black.

The injuries accumulated from the continuous battles finally came back to haunt him at this moment. Xuan Yi staggered two steps and was unable to maintain his standing posture, so he knelt on the ground.

"Xuan Yi!"

Tiger Staff's expression immediately changed.

Shunping, who was standing to the side, was also stunned. His expression wavered for a moment, and then he looked at the real person with a panicked voice.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Real Person!"

But before he could finish speaking, the man didn't even turn his head.

He simply raised his other hand with a cold expression, his arm suddenly lengthening and sweeping out like a whip!

boom!

Shunping was thrown violently and crashed heavily into a nearby shipping container with a dull thud before falling silent.

"Shut up, you idiot! I'm not interested in you anymore!"

After speaking, the master slowly turned his head and looked at Xuan Yi, who was panting heavily to the side.

The playful interest he had shown when facing Shunping was gone from those heterochromatic pupils; in their place was a cold and direct killing intent.

In his mind, no matter how powerful a human sorcerer is, they are still just human.

But this boy could hurt him.

It's not the body that's injured, but the soul.

That is something more repulsive and dangerous than simply being strong or weak.

They're practically natural enemies!

The real man's lips slowly parted into a smile, but the smile quickly turned cold.

"I guess I should just kill you first!"