"I've regained a bit of my touch." Toji Fushiguro shook the Inverted Spear of Heaven in his hand, stained with Gojo Satoru's blood.
His burly, robust body felt the searing heat from the Six Eyes' boiling blood, drenched in it from head to toe.
His entire body radiated tangible Killing Intent, spilling out like black mist, distorting the surrounding air.
At this moment, Toji Fushiguro seemed like an Asura descended to earth, a god of slaughter reborn, exuding terrifying Killing Intent and Aura. It was heart-stopping, suffocating.
"This feeling... it's truly pleasurable." Toji Fushiguro greedily inhaled the scent of blood flowing through the air.
That was the scent of the Six Eyes, the scent of death, the taste of a Jujutsu Genius falling—truly, it was something this monkey without Cursed Energy couldn't get enough of.
The Gojo Family's Six Eyes Genius is nothing more than this.
At this moment, after slaying Gojo Satoru, Toji Fushiguro's mind and body had reached their absolute Peak.
Even against a Special Grade Sorcerer, Toji Fushiguro felt he could kill them right now! His state was excellent! The title of Sorcerer Killer was well-deserved!
"Well then, let's continue." Toji Fushiguro retracted the Inverted Spear of Heaven into Ushimaru, which was wrapped around his neck. A cold, bloodthirsty smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, looking incredibly ferocious.
"As expected, just like in my memories, you still lost, Satoru." Outside the Tomb Chamber, Alex Moyan deactivated his Cursed Technique, The Art of Spirits Observation, and muttered to himself.
Just moments ago, he had used the The Art of Spirits Observation to witness firsthand how Toji Fushiguro had used superior skill and decision-making to take down Gojo Satoru.
That decisiveness and ability to seize the opportunity in battle were things Alex Moyan greatly admired; they were rare in the entire Jujutsu World. He wanted to recruit him.
After all, having the heavenly restriction tyrant working under him would be incredibly satisfying. He was professional and powerful. He had rich combat experience against Cursed Spirits and Jujutsu Sorcerers, possessing battle talent and aptitude far beyond ordinary people. Plus, with his planning and strategy—courageous and resourceful—he would truly be a great asset.
Who wouldn't want to recruit the heavenly restriction tyrant for their own use after Transmigration into the Jujutsu World? That was a monster capable of killing a Quasi-Special Grade!
As for Gojo Satoru, he hadn't truly died, of course. Just like in the plot of his past life, he had grasped the Reverse Cursed Technique at the brink of life and death; he had already stabilized his vital signs and was currently repairing his body.
It wouldn't be long before Gojo Satoru would return as the strongest, becoming the modern-day strongest. Except for Alex Moyan.
Alex Moyan had gone to great lengths to ensure Gojo Satoru would grasp the Reverse Cursed Technique. If he had been there, Toji Fushiguro would likely have been wary of them teaming up and wouldn't have accepted the mission to deal with Riko Amanai.
Even without the Zenin Family, Alex Moyan had already arranged measures to ensure he wouldn't accompany Gojo Satoru and the others to Okinawa to protect Riko Amanai.
One could only say the Zenin Family was a godsend; they not only gave Alex Moyan a reasonable excuse, but also thoughtfully provided a Special Grade Cursed Spirit and a legitimate reason to extort the Zenin Family.
Once the Riko Amanai incident was handled in the next few days, it would be hard for Alex Moyan not to pay a visit to the Zenin Family. After all, the Zenin Family had given him such a big gift; it would be too impolite not to pay a visit and return a small favor.
After all, he, Alex Moyan, was a person of quality. Unlike the Zenin Family, who liked to act silently and sneakily.
As for whether Toji Fushiguro would accept this mission, that was all part of Alex Moyan's plan; it was inevitable that he would accept. Because Toji Fushiguro's true employer behind the scenes was actually Alex Moyan.
The Star Plasma Cult, an organization without even a single Jujutsu Sorcerer—controlling it secretly was easy. All of Toji Fushiguro's true financial backers were actually Alex Moyan.
If one hundred million couldn't get it done, he'd offer two hundred million; if two hundred million didn't work, four hundred million; if four hundred million failed, then one billion! People die for wealth just as birds die for food; Alex Moyan wasn't worried that Toji Fushiguro wouldn't be tempted. A mere one billion was, for Alex Moyan's current assets, just a drop in the bucket.
As Gojo Satoru's closest friend, how could he not help Gojo Satoru's strength make a leap forward? Although, sure, he would suffer a few fatal wounds. But mere fatal wounds shouldn't be anything to Gojo Satoru, right?
And just in case the butterfly effect caused by his arrival led to deviations in the plot—for example, if Toji Fushiguro suddenly had a brain fart: "Hehe, I don't like the look of this head today, let's chop it off," or if he used the Inverted Spear of Heaven to stab Gojo Satoru's head, preventing him from using the Reverse Cursed Technique—in such emergency situations, Alex Moyan would immediately step in to save Gojo Satoru. If he died, that would be too awkward.
"Well then, it's time for my entrance." Alex Moyan arrived at the entrance to the Tomb Chamber, leaned against the doorway, and quietly waited for Toji Fushiguro to appear.
On the other side, Toji Fushiguro's figure vanished, moving at extreme speed. Utilizing his rich experience and the powerful observation skills, keenness, and sense of smell granted by his Heavenly Restriction, he quickly found the traces left by Suguru Geto and the others, heading all the way to the Tomb Chamber.
Just as Toji Fushiguro was about to arrive at the Tomb Chamber, a tall figure appeared in his field of vision.
Toji Fushiguro stopped in his tracks, his gaze turning cold as he looked at Alex Moyan. "This brat..."
Alex Moyan crossed one leg over the other, his standing posture extremely dashing and uninhibited. He chuckled inwardly, lazily lifting his gaze to rest on Toji Fushiguro, a hint of smug pretense showing on his face.
"Hahaha, you've been so intimidated by my imposing stance that you dare not make a move, right?"
"It can't be helped, after all, I am a Special Grade Sorcerer; being feared and dreaded is only natural."
"This brat, he looks so weak just from the way he's standing."
Hearing Toji Fushiguro's words, Alex Moyan almost threw out his back. What the hell, is my Aura really that trash? Alex Moyan was stunned.
But soon, Alex Moyan remembered that he had concealed his Aura, so it was normal to be mistaken for a weakling. The next second, Alex Moyan stopped hiding his Aura. Massive Cursed Energy, like a giant tornado, roared out and shot straight into the sky.
"Sorry about that, I forgot to introduce myself: Special Grade—Alex Moyan."
A smile curled on Alex Moyan's face, his eyes playfully sizing up Toji Fushiguro. He was worthy of being the man who defeated Satoru; just looking at his stance, one could tell he was powerful. Although Satoru hadn't grasped the Reverse Cursed Technique at this time, there were few in the entire Jujutsu World who were Gojo Satoru's match. He was definitely worth recruiting!
"Oh, Special Grade, I've heard a little about you."
"Seems to be called something, uh... sorry, I don't like remembering men's names."
Toji Fushiguro said he was sorry, but his hand was very honest as he drew the soul release blade from Ushimaru's mouth.