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"Amuse me."
The four words slammed into the maniacal laughter like a giant stone!
Sukuna's laughter cut off abruptly, like a wild beast being choked. Only the suppressed, hoarse, excited gasps remained in his throat.
The violent crimson light in his eyes flared, and the black Cursed markings on his face almost seemed to ignite!
How many years has it been? No! Never has anyone dared to speak to him in such a tone!
"Hahahaha! Good!!" Sukuna's wild laughter erupted again, shaking the debris in the ruins. It was packed with pure destructive desire. "Let this King see what you're made of!!! OPEN—!!!"
He suddenly clapped his hands together. Savage flames instantly compressed and collapsed in his palms! The air shrieked under the scorching heat! The fierce flames twisted and shaped wildly in his hands!
The next instant! His left index and middle fingers formed a sword sign, the other three fingers loosely curled, as if holding a massive bow! His right hand drew back, as if drawing a thousand jun (extreme weight)!
A hideous, several-meter-long giant bow, condensed from flames and Curses, materialized out of thin air!
The bowstring hummed as it stretched to its limit. A crimson, dripping arrow of flame, exuding an aura capable of incinerating everything, was locked tightly onto the tiny figure in the high sky!
The space warped where the arrowhead pointed!
"Accept this little gift! You mongrel!" Sukuna sneered, his drawn-back right hand snapping open!
Bwong—!!!
The bowstring exploded like thunder!
The flame arrow vanished! No, it was so fast that not even an afterimage could be caught! Only a straight, searing crimson streak, piercing through heaven and earth, remained in sight!
The air along the trajectory was instantly vaporized, leaving a pitch-black vacuum tunnel!
Zero point zero one seconds later!
Boom!!!
In the high sky, the clouds above Chen Tian's original hovering position violently caved inward, like a lake struck by a massive stone, and then utterly detonated!
A massive fire-hole, hundreds of meters in diameter, suddenly spread. Its edges boiled with lava-like flames. The violent shockwave savagely tore and pushed away the surrounding clouds!
The delayed, thunderous roar rolled across the entire sky above Shibuya!
Sukuna's crimson eyes were fixed on the center of that destructive crimson lotus. His lips were peeled back, waiting to enjoy the sight of his opponent turning to ashes or making a desperate, panicked escape.
The center of the red lotus was empty! The white-haired figure seemed to have evaporated into thin air!
A coldness that cut to the bone, like an Arctic wind, suddenly and without warning, pierced through the hellish, scorching Cursed Energy barrier around Sukuna, chilling the skin on the back of his neck!
The sneer on Sukuna's face froze again.
His crimson pupils, with a trace of rigid disbelief, turned to his side.
He was standing right there! Less than a meter away from him!
The hood was slightly lifted by the wind caused by the high-speed movement just now, and a few strands of white, tousled hair fluttered in the breeze.
He was completely spotless, and even his breathing wasn't the slightest bit disturbed! It was as if that destructive arrow, which tore through clouds and was capable of vaporizing mountains, had been nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing past his ear!
He didn't even spare a glance for Sukuna's frozen face.
A dull thud of something falling.
Chen Tian casually flung his left hand.
Jogo, like a tattered bag of rags, covered in dripping foul blood and nearly extinguished Cursed Energy residue, traced a parabola and crashed heavily into Panda's furry, rigid body.
The immense impact made Panda's huge body wobble. It instinctively hugged the scorching yet repulsive 'garbage' in its arms, its eyes wide and its brain completely shut down.
Only then did Chen Tian's gaze sweep past the equally petrified Kusakabe and Panda, who was holding the volcano-headed Curse Spirit with a bewildered look.
"Not leaving yet?"
The space emitted an extremely subtle hum.
Kusakabe and Panda, holding Jogo, instantly blurred and twisted. Their figures were erased from the drawing board by an invisible eraser, leaving the spot clean, without a single trace left behind, not even a speck of dust stirred up.
And in the exact instant they vanished—
Two extremely faint sounds, like a sharp blade slicing new paper.
Beside them, the two Curse Users who had been pinned to the spot by Sukuna's Cursed Energy, unable to move, still had traces of dazed fear and relief on their faces.
Their bodies, along with the Cursed Tools and clothing they wore, were, in the very same moment, penetrated by millions of invisible, perfectly parallel, razor-sharp threads!
No blood sprayed, no screams or wails.
Their bodies, in an utterly bizarre fashion, turned into hundreds of perfectly uniform, cube-shaped blocks with edges as smooth as a mirror!
Flesh, bone, clothing, metal Cursed Tools... all matter was neatly sliced open. The cuts were so smooth they reflected the distant explosion fires! The blood was instantly sealed within the cut surfaces, presenting a strange, dark red color.
A pile of turbidly colored, sharply edged blocks of meat mixed with fragments of cloth and metal, crashed to the ground like refuse dumped from a slaughterhouse's production line.
The utter silence of the entire process, contrasted with the destructive fire cloud still spreading and rolling overhead, and the delayed, thunder-like roar, created a bone-chilling horror.
Chen Tian slowly, completely turned around, facing head-on Sukuna's blood-red eyes, which were fixed on him and, for the first time, revealed a mix of astonishment and extreme fury in their depths.
With his right hand resting on the hilt of the Yamato, his thumb lightly flicked it.
A slight, crisp click of the mechanism.
The blade, icy white as snow, silently slid an inch of cold light from the ancient tsuba.
The rigidity on Sukuna's face shattered like an ice shell. The Cursed markings on his face frantically squirmed. His lips slowly peeled back, revealing his sharp, pointed teeth, stretching into a grotesque arc mixed with rage, excitement, and disbelief.
"Sla...shing?!"
"Sla...shing?!" The stiffness on Sukuna's face peeled away like a shattered ice shell, replaced by a sense of utter absurdity, followed by a twisted and expanding frenzy and excitement!
He stared fixedly at the inch of icy, snow-white blade that Chen Tian had lightly flicked out, then glanced at the pile of shattered Curse Users beside him, which looked like they had been forged by a precision mold.
Savage Cursed Energy boiled and churned inside him, almost bursting the constraints of this body!
This man... is using slashing attacks?!
He actually dares to play with slashing in front of the King of Curses, who controls the ultimate in slashing and has 'Dismantle' and 'Cleave' carved into the very essence of his Cursed Technique?!
The muscles on Sukuna's face twitched uncontrollably, then stretched into a grotesque, ever-widening arc that nearly tore his ears, revealing his stark white, sharp fangs. A low, insane laugh rumbled in his throat: "Heh... hehehe... hahahahaha! How interesting! You mongrel!!!"
Before the laughter ended, his frenzy reached its peak!
Without any warning, Sukuna's extended right hand, forming the sword sign, violently swung at Chen Tian, who was less than five meters away, as if tearing cloth!
The air emitted an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible tremor and distortion! An invisible, formless slash, yet condensed with the purest cutting intent, instantly crossed the space, aiming to tear Chen Tian and the ground beneath his feet to shreds!
Fast! Ruthless! Absolute!
This was Sukuna's slash! The root of his Cursed Technique! The manifestation of death!
Chen Tian didn't even look at the trajectory of the slash.
He simply, casually, as if taking a stroll after dinner, moved half a step to his side.
The 'Dismantle,' capable of cleaving a Special Grade Curse, whistled past the edge of his fluttering clothes and slammed into a ruined office building dozens of meters behind him!
Screech—!!!
The building's giant glass curtain wall was silently sliced by a smooth, vertical cut that ran from top to bottom, like a thin sheet of paper!
Immediately following, the entire massive structure slowly slid and misaligned along this cut, emitting a grating groan of steel and concrete. Finally, with a deafening crash, it broke in half from the middle, kicking up a sky full of dust!
Chen Tian slightly tilted his head. His cold eyes looked askance at Sukuna, whose expression had instantly frozen. His gaze was perfectly calm, lacking even a ripple.
The meaning was as clear as if etched onto Sukuna's retina: Is that all you have?
"..." Sukuna's wild smile froze for a tenth of a second. Then, the stalled smile exploded like cold water poured into boiling oil!
Savage Cursed Energy poured out from every pore around him like an out-of-control volcano, sending the rubble on the ground splashing like bullets!
"Interesting! Too interesting!" Sukuna roared, his voice distorted by extreme excitement. "Then come again!!! Dismantle! Dismantle! Dismantle! Dismantle! Dismantle—!!!"
He had completely transformed into a berserk slashing turret!
His hands, forming the sword sign, waved frantically! The speed was so fast that it left a blurred afterimage in the dim moonlight!
One! Two! Ten!!
Dozens, hundreds of invisible slashes poured down like a furious swarm of bees! Densely packed!
They instantly tore apart all the air between the two! The trajectories of the slashes crossed and overlapped, forming a Death Net that covered all angles of evasion, capable of pulverizing a steel jungle! It descended directly upon Chen Tian!
This was the slash of the King of Curses! Endless! Unavoidable!
Facing this world-destroying slashing storm, Chen Tian's figure moved!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no surging fluctuation of Cursed Energy.
He simply... walked.
His figure, like a blurry wisp of white smoke under the moonlight, leisurely shifted in the confined space.
His left foot lightly tapped, evading three intersecting cuts;
His right foot subtly retracted, letting seven slashes that narrowly missed his face explode loudly behind him;
His upper body casually tilted, and several slashes zipped past his nose and waist, cleaving a twisted bus in the distance!
He moved with relaxed composure! With plenty of room to spare!
Every movement was accurate to the millimeter, and every evasion was as easy as breathing!
The slashing storm, capable of tearing space itself to shreds, was moving as slowly as toy razor blades thrown by a child in front of him!
Boom! Rumble! Rumble, rumble—!!!
The entire Shibuya battlefield became a vent for Sukuna's slashes!
The 'Dismantles,' like the Grim Reaper's paintbrush, wantonly smeared the steel jungle!
The high-rise apartment building on the left was sliced in half at the waist, its upper half crashing diagonally to the ground!
The exterior wall of the commercial center on the right was simultaneously hit by countless slashes, causing glass and concrete to cascade down like a waterfall!
The entrance to the abandoned subway station in front was vertically split in two, revealing the pitch-black tunnel below!
The advertising tower behind was obliquely cut open, and the giant screen fell with a crash and sparks!
Dust continually rose! Explosions flashed one after another! Concrete fragments, twisted rebar, and burning car parts rained down like a storm!
In the center of this scene of overwhelming destruction, only the small area where Chen Tian stood remained calm, like the eye of a hurricane.
The ground beneath his feet was completely intact, not even a single speck of dust was disturbed, and not a single strand of his white hair moved.
He simply moved like a phantom, casually weaving through the savage slashing storm raised by Sukuna—a storm capable of destroying half a city block—effortlessly evading every single fatal cut.
Sukuna's frantic slashing continued for a full ten seconds!
When the last 'Dismantle' obliquely sliced a low-rise building in the distance in half, making a deafening sound of collapse, he finally stopped the frenetic waving of his sword fingers.
His chest slightly heaved from the extreme exertion. His crimson eyes were fixed on the blurry white figure in the center of the billowing smoke, where not only rage and excitement burned, but also a trace of... unbelievable astonishment!
The slashing storm ceased.
The smoke slowly settled.
Chen Tian's figure became clear again.
He was still standing in the exact same spot, having not retreated an inch. Not even a wrinkle had been added to the folds of his clothes! His cold gaze pierced through the flying dust and settled on Sukuna's twisted face.
Still the same two words, clearly echoing over the collapsing ruins:
"Amuse me."
Sukuna's breathing suddenly caught. The muscles on his face twitched wildly. The emotions of fury, excitement, and humiliation surged like lava in his eyes!
He slowly raised his right hand, his thumb resting on his bent index finger, aimed at Chen Tian.
A deep, chilling black Cursed Energy condensed into form at his fingertip.
"...'Cleave'!"
Sukuna's thumb snapped out from his index finger!
There was no trajectory, no process!
The pitch-black slash—'Cleave' (Hachi), which condensed an absolute killing intent and could expand its cutting power infinitely based on the target's Cursed Energy level—simply materialized out of thin air right in front of Chen Tian's brow!
Space itself seemed to be swallowed by this pure concept of "slashing"! The icy touch of death stabbed directly into the bone marrow!
Sukuna's curled lips almost tore his ears. His crimson pupils were locked tight, anticipating the sight of his opponent being pierced and torn apart by this ultimate slash, which surpassed 'Dismantle'!
This was the King of Curses' absolute control over the path of slashing!
A faint chime, as subtle as an ice bead falling onto a jade plate.
Chen Tian's right thumb, resting on the sword hilt, merely flicked upward with extreme casualness.
The ancient tsuba let out a slight click of the mechanism.
The icy, snow-white blade of the Yamato slid out from the sheath for a length that was still... just an inch.
An indescribable sharp line, capable of seemingly cutting even light, materialized out of thin air just in front of that one inch of exposed blade!
There was no brilliance, no trajectory, only the subtle sense of space itself being silently sliced open and distorted.
An extremely faint, crisp sound, like the snapping of a very fine thread.
Sukuna's pitch-black 'Cleave' (Hachi), which was capable of obliterating a Special Grade Curse, instantly froze, shattered, and vanished the moment it encountered that sharp line, like a black bubble hitting an invisible barrier! It failed to even stir up a ripple!
The air seemed to solidify for an instant.
"...Huh?" Sukuna's maniacal laugh and anticipation froze instantly. His crimson pupils violently contracted to pinpricks, clearly reflecting the silent annihilation of the 'Cleave.'
This was not fear, but a supreme rush of intense excitement, where his understanding was completely overthrown and he had finally met his match, instantly overwhelming all reason!
"He blocked it?!" A distorted, almost broken shriek erupted from Sukuna's throat, immediately swallowed by the surging torrent of ecstasy! "Hahahaha!! Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! You mongrel! You truly... are different!!!"
He abruptly spread his arms, as if embracing the entire ruined world! The twisted Cursed markings on his face squirmed frantically from the extreme excitement!
"To thank you for making this King so thoroughly entertained!!!" Sukuna's voice rose to its peak, filled with inhuman fanaticism and twisted "courtesy." "Next—let me warmly entertain you!!!"
A savage Cursed Energy, surpassing all previous outbursts, erupted from his body like a released, world-destroying deluge! The air groaned. The rubble at his feet instantly pulverized into dust!
"Domain Expansion—"
Sukuna's hands suddenly fixed into a position! His right hand's three fingers interlocked, his left index finger bent, his ring and pinky fingers straightened and joined, and his thumb was tightly pressed into his palm!
A seemingly simple Fudo Mudra (Hand Seal of Fudo Myo-o) instantly formed!
"—Malevolent Shrine!!!"
RUMBLE!!!!!!!!
The Cursed Energy deluge exploded outward, centered on Sukuna!
Everything in view—the collapsed skyscrapers, the burning streets, the sky-high smoke, the pale moonlight—was instantly and forcefully smeared, covered, and encroached upon by a viscous, heavy, dark red color carrying endless blood and desecration!
Space was violently sliced and replaced!!
A scene of pure malevolence descended!
Beneath their feet was a boundless Sea of Filth, churning with viscous blood! The heavy stench of blood almost materialized, becoming suffocating.
Behind Sukuna, a massive, heaven-obscuring shrine of stark white bones rose from the Sea of Filth! The shrine's entrance was like a monster's gaping mouth!
The mouth was like the entrance to an abyss, seeming to swallow the minuscule presence—Chen Tian—that had been pulled into this profane divine domain!
Murderous intent! Dead silence! Invisible sound waves of countless wailing souls washed over the soul!
In this absolute space dominated by the King of Curses' will, all laws were written by him!
Slashing attacks would become ubiquitous declarations of death!
Sukuna stood upon the Sea of Blood, beneath the skeletal shrine.
He looked at Chen Tian, whose figure was diminished by the reflection of the Sea of Blood. The smile on his face was twisted to the extreme, carrying a "generosity" like a king's dole and a fervor for total destruction:
"Savor it well! This grand feast!!!"
Chen Tian finally responded to Sukuna, but the coldness in his tone was utterly infuriating.
He withdrew his right foot half a step, slightly lowering his body. His left thumb lightly pushed the tsuba, and his right hand loosely gripped the hilt—the purest Iai stance.
"Come on! Let this King see what tricks you truly possess?!" Sukuna roared with laughter, and the entire Domain instantly boiled!
Countless 'Dismantle' (Kai) and 'Cleave' (Hachi) attacks erupted simultaneously!
From all directions, above and below, every inch of space burst forth with fatal slashes! The Sea of Blood surged, countless ghastly hands reached out from the skeletal shrine, and the entire Domain transformed into a slaughtering inferno!
The Yamato slid out three inches from its sheath.
In that instant, countless lines of ghostly blue blade light blossomed in the Domain! Each line of light precisely intercepted a slash, and the space was sliced into a cobweb of cracks!
"Dimensional Slice: Absolute."
In that soft utterance, Chen Tian's figure blurred for an instant.
Sukuna's pupils abruptly contracted.
He saw it—his own Domain, split exactly in half down the center by a line of ghostly blue sword light that ran through heaven and earth!
The Sea of Blood was neatly cut open! The skeletal shrine showed a smooth cross-section! Countless slashes silently vanished mid-air!
"Impossible..." A crack appeared in Sukuna's smile.
His Domain—Malevolent Shrine—was collapsing!
Chen Tian sheathed his sword, making a crisp "clack" sound.
The entire Domain, like a shattered mirror, began to fall apart!
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