The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

After escaping the gaze from the rift.

The oppressive feeling from the abyss slowly dissipated like the receding tide, but the chill lingered deep in the consciousness for a long time.

Even after taking it off, you can still feel the damp, icy sensation.

Fu Hei blinked hard, trying to dispel the discomfort of being watched.

"Mr. Fushiguro, this..."

Satoru Gojo sensed extreme malice and curses within the rift, malice that was not directed at any particular person or world.

Rather, it is directed at all existence itself, an undisguised desire for destruction, a mad will that seems to want to drag all reality into nothingness.

Fuhei did not answer immediately, but instead focused his gaze back on the corpses from the parallel world.

The unidentified bodies that had fallen from the crevice were now lying quietly on the ground.

If it is a normal corpse, then in only half an hour, there will not be much corpse transformation.

However, these corpses looked like dried-up corpses that had been withered and rotten for many years.

The limbs looked as if they had been soaked in corrosive liquid; the muscle tissue had completely dissolved, leaving only some fibrous residue clinging to the bones.

Scattered and decaying on the ground, the complete physical remains were no longer visible.

"It seems things are far more complicated than we thought."

"Whether it's reincarnation or the reversal of techniques."

"It's nothing more than a Pandora's box."

Fu Hei spoke slowly, his expression extremely solemn.

His gaze swept back and forth between the corpses and the cracks, his brain working at lightning speed, trying to piece together the fragments into a complete picture.

"Threats from outside the world have always existed."

"Now, it's just that we can observe the threats that lie ahead in the world."

The two masters and disciples stared at the decaying corpse in deep thought until Gojo Satoru suddenly shouted.

"Lying down... Jay!"

"I haven't checked on Jay's condition yet!"

As Gojo Satoru continued to observe the corpse, he was reminded of Natsuyu Jie, who was still lying in the ruins of the inn.

"Oh no, I hope he wasn't caught in the crossfire during the battle."

If Xia Youjie truly loses his righteousness, then Fu Hei's teaching qualifications will melt away like cream.

Fukuro yelled as he and Gojo Satoru returned to the inn.

"I remember it being here."

Following Gojo Satoru's memory, the two arrived at the small bed where Natsumi Yuuki should have been lying.

The crib was not affected by the battle.

But Xia Youjie's figure had vanished without a trace.

"Gojo-sensei, what exactly did you do back then?"

In order to find out the reason, Fuhei could only ask questions hastily.

"I'm just trying to piece his soul back together using the boundless void."

Gojo Satoru knelt on the ground in despair.

"Is it really impossible to do anything?"

Just as the two fell silent, the sudden sound stirred their hearts once again.

"Yo, Sassibuli!"

Xia Youjie appeared before the two men with his right hand raised high, completely unharmed.

He exuded a healthy and energetic aura, a stark contrast to the dying man lying in a pool of blood just minutes before.

"you……"

Overjoyed, the two wept and immediately inquired about Xia Youjie's condition.

"I went to a very, very dark place."

"I didn't expect you to show up so suddenly, Mr. Fushiguro!"

"They pieced my soul back together by spouting some weird stuff about wanting a happy ending instead of a tragic one."

"That spell that pieced together my magic... I think it's called Resonance?"

"Also, why is Fushiguro-sensei able to possess two techniques?"

Xia Youjie asked curiously.

"You mean... someone who looks exactly like me pulled you back from the soul portal?"

Fu Hei asked in confusion:

"No, that's not me..."

Fukuro's thoughts were thrown into disarray by this unexpected turn of events.

But all the clues pointed to that person.

That consciousness that should have vanished, that soul that should have returned to nothingness.

At this moment, it seems to have become active in the world again.

"I am not the one who will use magic to save you."

"Who is that?"

Gojo Satoru and Yuuki asked the question at the same time, both with the same curious expression on their faces.

"Let's just call him a benefactor..."

"No! He is my benefactor!"

I realized that the wisp of consciousness that should have dissipated had become active again in the world.

Fu Hei slowly uttered his name.

"……black……"

……

……

"Yo, Maru."

On a mechanical body that has no trace of Earth's creation.

A mysterious hooded man arrived without being seen.

His figure emerged from the shadows, as if solidified from the air.

"Hey, I haven't thanked you for what happened last time, Hisahito Itadori."

Upon seeing the visitor, Maru happily went to greet him, turning his body away from the control panel and putting on a sincere smile.

It seemed like a casual afternoon tea gathering, with both of them speaking in a relaxed and relaxed tone.

However, the different wounds and bandages on the two people completely ruined the scene.

"Are you alright now?"

Huzhang spoke slowly.

"It's alright now. If you hadn't intervened in time, he might have really taken away my spell."

Maru quickly brought up several panels and began showing 68 Tigers a dense array of intelligence.

"After being attacked by him last time, I never stopped investigating him and eventually managed to find out his identity."

"It seems to be another world, where he is referred to as—"

"The Conqueror King".

Maru bit off the title heavily.

"The king...?"

Tiger Staff laughed:

"They ran away without any class, even when they were fighting halfway through."

When the topic of fleeing came up, Itadori changed the subject again.

"So... do you have any clue about the technique he used to tear open space?"

"some."

Maru has accessed new intelligence again.

"The effect of that technique is similar to opening a passage; the result is like..."

"Like..."

"It's the same as the one in front of me."

Seeing the strange change before him, Maru frowned deeply.

Because before their eyes, that passage that tore through the void reappeared once more.

I'm hungry!

With a strange cry, a figure tumbled out of it in a disheveled state.

The two instantly entered combat mode.

"Yuji Itadori! Don't use your slashing techniques on me!"

"The power of your spell will blow the entire area away!"

Maru quickly stopped the 68 tigers.

"That's right, then I'll use the Crimson Blood Control Technique to deal with it first."

Tiger Staff changed his stance, and several blood spots instantly condensed to their limit, blooming into wisps of white mist.

Answer me, who are you, and what is your purpose?

The hundred fingers instantly took shape, their 68 knuckles acting as a trigger, ready to fire and strike the figure.

The figure adjusted its posture, its eyes slowly locking onto Itachi and the other person:

"Oh, it's the Tiger Emperor!"

"...The Heavenly Emperor."

Tiger 68 had anticipated that the other party might cooperate, or they might not cooperate at all and fiercely resist.

Unexpectedly, the other party's first reaction was ecstatic joy.

Do I know you?

"Or rather, should I get to know you?"

Tiger 68 frowned and simultaneously abandoned his Crimson Blood Manipulation stance.

Because he didn't sense any killing intent from the other party.

As the newcomer gradually became visible in the darkness.

The name unconsciously slipped out from the corner of Tiger 68's mouth.

"benefit……?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not someone you know. I'm just using his appearance."

"To make a long story short, I've come here specifically to resolve the issue of conquering King Su Nuo."

Upon hearing what the visitor said...

Tiger 68 slowly shifted his gaze past the figure in dark clothing behind him.

It was as if the conqueror king Su Nuo had descended.

A fissure arising from the void.

"You can actually travel to parallel worlds?"

"Of course, that's why I came here."

The newcomer chuckled, his confident expression making Tiger 68 almost hallucinate that he was the strongest man in modern times.

"I am Hisahito Itadori, and he is Maru."

Tiger 68 slowly extended his hand, indicating that the newcomer could use his strength to stand up.

Snapped!

The visitor excitedly placed his hands together, and the two palms met in the air, making a loud sound, like the signing of a covenant.

"I……"

"...Just call me Kuroko."