Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Chapter 125 Flaw

The Alps.

Gojo Satoru stood on a granite slab that had been mostly sheared off, white ice shards hitting his face and his hair being blown around in a mess.

His sunglasses were long since shattered. His six deep blue eyes were exposed to the wind and snow, their pupils reflecting light from two directions.

Right side – dark red.

At the bottom of the valley, a hundred meters away, the Earth Demon crouched on a rock pillar that it had pushed out of the earth's crust itself.

The massive, dark red body, tens of meters tall, almost filled the entire valley entrance. Lava slowly flowed down from the cracks in its arms, hissing as it landed on the rock pillars. The orange-red light in its two eye sockets flickered, like two breathing volcanoes.

Left side – grayish-white.

The location is uncertain.

Ximu had entered the storm's circle fifteen minutes ago. The thin, grayish-white figure scattered into thousands of fragments in the wind and snow, each fragment carrying its own aura, spinning rapidly within a radius of two hundred meters.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes could see them clearly, but he could never lock onto them.

He exhaled, and white mist dissipated from his mouth, being torn into a line by the crosswind.

Forty minutes have passed.

He was fighting two ancient demons all by himself, and he was trapped in a place with cliffs on both sides.

The original rock face is gone. The ground within a hundred meters radius looks like it has been sculpted, with a layer of solidified black lava covering the ice surface, and steam still rising from it. Further away on the snow line, there are several huge chunks of ice scattered about, which were knocked out when the Earth Demon overturned half of the mountain ridge fifteen minutes ago.

Gojo Satoru turned around and looked at the huge body on his right.

"Feed—"

"Are you sure you don't want to go back and check on it? Your precious cocoon is still in Okinawa."

The Earthly Demon did not respond.

It lowered its head, its two crater-like eye sockets staring down at Gojo Satoru. Its right hand slowly spread its five rocky fingers and pressed them against the surface of the rock pillar beneath its feet.

"Boom!"

The granite beneath Gojo Satoru's feet began to tremble and crack.

No, it wasn't just the ground beneath his feet—the ground within a hundred meters radius was simultaneously churning upwards. The rocks surged up like boiling water, transforming into dozens of sharp cones that pierced his location from all directions.

The nearest one was less than five meters away from him.

Gojo Satoru stood still.

All the sharp cones stopped simultaneously three centimeters from his body. A dense tremor came from the rock surface, and the debris was pulverized into fine powder by the approaching force field, a layer of gray powder floating around him.

"No bottom line."

But Gojo Satoru's attention wasn't on these things.

Ever since the ground started shaking, his six eyes have been scanning to the left to prevent a demon's sneak attack.

As expected, the storm circle on the left is shrinking.

The scattered airflow fragments gradually shrank from a range of two hundred meters to one hundred and fifty meters, then one hundred and twenty meters—"Whoosh!"

A gray streak shot out from the storm's edge. It moved with incredible speed, cutting through the snow and leaving a bright white trail in the air. The snowflakes on either side of the trail were instantly vaporized, leaving only a wisp of white smoke.

That was Ximu's fingertips.

Five grayish-white fingers solidified from the airflow, like five sharp knives piercing the back of Gojo's neck.

"Buzz"

The lack of any bottom line blocked the first attack.

The fingertip stopped half a centimeter away from Gojo's skin, the air was compressed at the point of contact, producing a sharp screech.

Immediately following—the second strike.

Ximu's entire right arm materialized from the storm, his five fingers spread out, his palm aimed directly at Gojo Satoru's face.

"Buzz"

The sound was different this time; it was more muffled than the last time.

An extremely concentrated air pressure was released from the palm, and the air was compressed into an extremely thin blade, which was constantly grinding against the bottomless outer layer.

A few strands of Gojo Satoru's bangs were shaved off his forehead, leaving a clean cut.

At this moment, a visible ripple appeared on the surface of the infinitely boundless surface.

That was the third time in those forty minutes that Ximu had encountered the limitless boundary.

Just then, Gojo Satoru moved.

He raised his left hand, palm facing forward.

"Azure".

Gravity erupted from his palm. A deep blue sphere, three meters in diameter, formed between his and Ximu's arms. Air, gravel, and snowflakes were all sucked in.

Nishiki's solid right arm was deformed by the gravitational field, his fingers were elongated, his palm was twisted, and his forearm was bent at an impossible angle.

He did not choose to resist head-on. Before his arm was torn off, he dispersed back into the airflow, slid off the edge of the storm, and merged back into the storm circle.

Gojo Satoru didn't chase after him because he felt another tremor beneath his feet.

The Earth Demon moved again.

This time it's not a sharp cone.

The rock strata beneath Gojo Satoru's feet were sinking completely.

The surrounding mountains began to converge towards the center. The rock walls squeezed in from both sides, like a mouth closing.

Gojo Satoru stepped into the void, and his body floated up three meters.

The closing rock wall beneath his feet suddenly slammed shut, spewing out rubble and dust from the cracks.

He hovered in mid-air, looking down at the rock crevice that had been compressed into a line.

Just then, a barely perceptible energy fluctuation came from ahead.

This fluctuation was so small that even Liu Yan almost missed it.

An almost imperceptible tremor appeared on the entire dark red surface of the Earth Demon's body. It started from its chest, spreading along the texture of the rock to its limbs, but disappeared in less than half a second.

But in that half-second, Gojo Satoru observed a break in the Earthly Fiend's primordial aura, as if something had been forcibly torn away from its body.

Gojo Satoru flew into the air, his eyes fixed on the giant body three hundred meters away.

He knew what it was.

Okinawa.

The battle over there is over. They killed what was inside the cocoon.

The cocoon was a creation jointly conceived by Di Kui and Basha. When the creation was destroyed, the creators suffered a backlash.

Gojo Satoru's lips curled up slightly.

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Six Eyes locked onto the primordial fracture point on the Earth Demon's chest while moving at high speed. The distance of one hundred meters was compressed into the time it takes to breathe under the amplification of the technique.

"The technique rotates in sequence—Azure."

A gravitational sphere spawned on the outside of the Earth Demon's right arm, pulling its arm, which was being raised in defense, outwards. The dark red rock arm was pulled off course, revealing its chest.

Immediately following—

"Spell Reversal - Heh."

A crimson repulsive force erupted from Gojo Satoru's palm.

Zero distance.

His attack struck the repairing fracture in the Earth Demon's chest directly. The dark red rock shell exploded outwards from the center, sending fragments and lava flying in all directions. The semi-solidified lava core inside was exposed to the frigid air of minus twenty degrees Celsius.

The core surface immediately began to solidify, turning from bright red to dark gray.

Di Kui knelt down.

The 20-meter-tall behemoth crashed into the rock pillar, causing the entire mountain to shake. Debris tumbled down the ridge and into the solidified magma layer at the bottom of the valley.

The two orange-red lights in Di Kui's eye sockets dimmed rapidly.

"Buzz"

The storm circle suddenly stopped.

Thousands of airflow fragments were still for less than a second at the same time, and then began to converge in one direction—not towards Gojo Satoru, but in the opposite direction.

On the distant rock face, Ximu's figure solidified.

Short, grayish-white hair; pupil-less eyes that resemble a gray cyclone.

It stood there, looking at the Earth Demon kneeling on the ground three hundred meters away. Its chest was pierced, exposing its lava core, and the dark red light was slowly fading.

Ximu looked at it for two seconds.

Then it turned around.

The grayish-white figure transformed into a stream of air starting from the toes, gradually dissipating from bottom to top.

The last thing to disappear was its eyes—those gray, swirling pupils—which glanced at Gojo Satoru one last time before vanishing.

It's like saying "see you later".

After Ximu left.

The storm dispersed, and the snowflakes fell back to the ground.

Gojo Satoru stood in front of Jikai, looking up at it.

The mountain wind blew his white hair across his face. His six eyes reflected the fading, dark red glow of magma.

"You're the only one left."

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