"You are always so blindly confident in your turtle shell." Yamada let out a light chuckle.
Deep within his pitch-black eyes, the crimson hexagram quietly revolved.
A second before Blue could touch his clothes, Yamada's right hand pulled out from his trench coat pocket and reached forward casually.
The spatial vortex of Kamui appeared in his palm.
Yamada's palm transferred that section of space, along with the gravity of "Blue," into the alternate dimension. Then, passing through the barrier without any hindrance, he grabbed Satoru by the collar.
"Now!"
Satoru realized that Yamada must have solidified to touch him. He wanted to seize the chance to counterattack, but he didn't expect Yamada's subsequent attack to be so swift.
While Satoru was still thinking, Yamada's left hand had already formed a blade, his fingertips wrapped in an extremely sharp lightning.
Puff!
The lightning pierced Satoru's throat. Blood instantly splattered out, staining the white sand red.
Yamada's technique was precise, avoiding the carotid artery and cervical vertebrae but severing the trachea.
"Cough... Gwah!"
Satoru's eyes widened.
Clutching his throat as blood continuously gushed out, he staggered back a few steps and fell powerlessly onto the sand.
With his airway severed and oxygen rapidly draining from his lungs, the shadow of death loomed clearly over the head of this genius for the first time.
"Satoru!!!"
On the other side, Suguru, who was being suppressed by Toji, saw this scene. His eyes nearly split with rage as he tried to rush over regardless of the cost, only to be hit in the abdomen by Toji's heavy fist, sending him to his knees retching.
"Distracted during battle? You're still too green, kid." Toji sneered, stepping on Suguru's back.
The sound of the waves seemed to grow distant.
Satoru lay on the beach, his vision starting to blur. The loss of blood caused his body temperature to drop rapidly. Those Six Eyes had now lost their focus.
Am I going to die...
My Infinity...
Yamada walked up to Satoru, looking down at the youth struggling on the brink of life and death.
"Your Six Eyes are processing massive amounts of information every second. To maintain Infinity, your brain has been enduring the torment of overload."
Yamada's voice carried through the sea breeze, clearly entering the depths of Satoru's fading consciousness.
"If you don't want your brain to burn out, if you want to live, you must learn to heal yourself."
"Cursed Energy is negative energy. But if you collide negative Cursed Energy together, negative times negative becomes positive, producing positive energy that can heal the physical body."
"If you can't grasp Reverse Cursed Technique before you take your last breath, then you really are just a waste with empty talent."
At the moment of death, Satoru's brain stopped processing all irrelevant external information.
The sound of the wind, the waves, and Suguru's roars all faded away. All of his consciousness was focused on the frantic Cursed Energy within his body.
Negative... collision... negative times negative is positive...
Under the extreme pressure of death, Satoru's terrifying comprehension—befitting the strongest of the Jujutsu World—erupted.
He captured the core of Cursed Energy.
A completely different, warm energy suddenly surged from his nearly depleted body. This energy rapidly gathered at his pierced throat. The damaged blood vessels, trachea, and muscle tissue began to emit white steam and rapidly reorganize and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of positive energy.
In just a few seconds, the blood on the ground stopped spreading.
Satoru stopped twitching. He slowly stood up from the beach, reaching out to wipe away the remaining blood on his neck. The wound there was perfectly intact, without even a scar left behind.
He kept his head down, his shoulders trembling slightly, before letting out a low laugh.
"Haha... Hahahaha!"
The laughter grew louder, carrying a kind of madness and clarity that comes after breaking the boundary of life and death.
His entire aura underwent a world-shaking change, as if he had broken free from some invisible shackles, becoming as vast and deep as the sky, yet carrying a hint of undisguised arrogance.
"Sorry about that, old man."
Satoru pointed to his head, a wild and unrestrained smile on his face. "Right now, I don't feel angry at all. On the contrary, this world feels absolutely wonderful right now."
He pointed one finger to the sky and one to the earth.
"Throughout Heaven and Earth, I alone am the honored one."
Yamada watched this classic scene of awakening, a flash of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Looks like your brain is finally clear." Yamada crossed his arms.
"Not only did you grasp Reverse Cursed Technique, but you can also keep it running in your brain constantly. Now you're barely worth watching."
"As a return gift for helping me clear my brain."
Satoru raised his right hand, pressing his index and middle fingers together. "I will use my strongest strike to express my gratitude."
The Cursed Energy at his fingertips began to undergo a qualitative change.
Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!
A mass of blue energy that attracted all things formed at his fingertips.
Cursed Technique Reversal: Red!
Red energy that repelled all things was likewise drawn out.
Two diametrically opposite powers converged, merged, and collided in front of Satoru. A terrifying mass that made even space tremble began to collapse frantically.
Hollow Technique: Purple!
Boom!
A massive purple energy sphere, carrying the absolute destructive power to erase all matter in its path, roared toward Yamada.
Wherever this purple sphere passed, the white sand was instantly evaporated, and a deep, bottomless sea trench was forced into the ocean surface, the seawater not even having time to flow back in.
In the distance, Suguru, who was pinned to the ground, and Toji both stopped their actions.
Toji looked at that purple sphere, his scalp tingling. He could feel that he absolutely could not take that thing head-on. It was a terrifying skill capable of erasing a person at the atomic level.
Facing this attack, Yamada did not retreat. He didn't even have the thought of dodging.
"Merging positive and negative energy to produce imaginary mass? Good idea."
The hexagrams in Yamada's eyes spun rapidly.
"Unfortunately, such an attack is still meaningless to me."
Just as the massive purple sphere was about to swallow Yamada.
Kamui!
Space was brutally torn apart by an unreasonable force.
A pitch-black vortex with distorted ripples at its edges opened up in front of Yamada.
Purple, which could instantly erase sand and seawater, didn't create even a single ripple upon crashing into this black vortex. It was completely swallowed into the Kamui dimension.
The vortex closed.
The sea breeze blew once more.
Aside from the massive sea trench plowed by Purple proving the horror of the strike just now, Yamada stood in place, completely unharmed.
"This..."
The manic "Honored One" smile on Satoru's face froze.
His strongest killing move, which he had just awakened, was confiscated without even touching the opponent?
"Finished?"
Yamada lowered his hand.
"While your application of power is decent, if this is what you call 'strongest,' then I suggest you go back to school and study for a few more years."
Satoru was stunned for a full five seconds, then like a deflated balloon, he plopped down onto the sand, irritably scratching his white hair.
"Ah! I'm done!"
He sighed toward the sky, completely giving up the struggle. "You're just a monster! You can even eat Purple, how the hell am I supposed to fight that!"
Despite being crushed, Satoru, having grasped Reverse Cursed Technique, had a surprisingly good mindset.
He had realized that not only did the man before him have no killing intent, but he had also used an extremely blunt method to force him across that life-and-death threshold.
"I say, old man, you went through all this trouble to beat me half to death just to help me awaken Reverse Cursed Technique?" Satoru rolled his eyes.
"Don't be so full of yourself."
Yamada walked to his side. "I just didn't want to see this world's strongest be a half-baked brat who can't even fix his own brain."
Just then, system notification sounds rang out in Yamada's mind like a tide.
[Ding! Detected that the host has subdued Fushiguro Toji with absolute force, changed his fate of dying in battle, and recruited him as a combatant!]
[Settlement Reward: 15,000 Dimension Points!]
[Ding! Detected that the host has forcefully intervened in the Star Plasma Vessel incident, protected Amanai Riko, and completely overturned the fate of Tengen's assimilation!]
[Settlement Reward: 20,000 Dimension Points!]
[Ding! Detected that the host pushed Gojo Satoru to the brink, prematurely prompting his awakening of 'Reverse Cursed Technique' and 'Hollow Technique: Purple,' and neutralized his strongest strike without injury using Kamui!]
[Thoroughly established the host's absolute deterrence in this dimension! Reshaped the worldview of the strongest duo!]
[Settlement Reward: 10,000 Dimension Points!]
Listening to this series of sounds, the corners of Yamada's lips hooked into a satisfied arc.
45,000 points.
This trip to Okinawa was a massive windfall.
"Alright."
Yamada turned around, looking at Suguru, who had climbed up from the ground, and Toji following behind.
"Take that Star Plasma Vessel girl and go wherever you want. Charge these past few days' expenses to the Star Religious Group, I've already had someone empty their vault."
Yamada paid no more attention to this group of people who were still in shock. With one hand in his pocket and a slight movement of his will, the spatial vortex of Kamui appeared beside him once more.
"Fushiguro, keep up. We're going to meet those old fossils at Jujutsu Headquarters."
Toji grinned, pulling at the scar on the corner of his lips to reveal a bloodthirsty sneer. "Boss, if you're planning to overturn Jujutsu Headquarters, then I'm going to love this job."
Hearing this, Satoru's eyes instantly lit up. Fearing that the world wasn't chaotic enough, he raised his hand.
"Count me in. I've wanted to crush those rotten oranges for a long time. Now that I have you leading the way, I'll just push the blame onto you if anything goes wrong."
Suguru sighed helplessly, but after looking at Riko hiding behind him, he eventually clenched his fists and silently followed the group.