On the other side, Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro finally arrived at the scene.
They were met with a horrifying sight: Sasaki and Iguchi were tightly bound by several writhing cursed spirits, their lives hanging by a thread.
On the ground between them lay a shriveled, pitch-black finger radiating an ominous aura.
"The Special Grade Cursed Object has been unsealed!"
Megumi's expression drastically changed.
He immediately realized the situation had escalated far beyond his initial expectations.
He quickly formed a hand sign and shouted.
"[Divine Dogs]!"
Two majestic shikigami hounds, one black and one white, materialized out of thin air and lunged at the cursed spirits binding Sasaki and the others with a ferocious roar.
Simultaneously, he whipped out his phone and dialed a number.
"Gojo-sensei! It's an emergency! A Special Grade Cursed Object has gone out of control at Sugisawa Third High School! There's also another massive, unidentified source of cursed energy and a swarm of cursed spirits!"
He spoke rapidly but maintained a clear train of thought.
However, before Megumi could formulate his next tactical move...
Yuji, relying on his monstrous physical prowess, had already launched himself forward like a cannonball.
"Get the hell away from them!"
He delivered a heavy punch packed with pure physical strength, landing a solid blow on one of the cursed spirits.
The cursed spirit was instantly sent flying backward, shattering the window glass.
The bindings on Iguchi were temporarily loosened.
Just as all the bullying classmates faced their reckoning, a nearly imperceptible phantom quietly detached itself from the black blade in Ian's hand.
It was the cursed spirit phantom of Yoru Tsukigami.
Its target was not the frenzied low-level cursed spirits in the hallway.
Phasing through the wall, it drifted straight toward the teachers' office.
Inside the office, the teachers responsible for that class were cowering under their desks in terror due to the bizarre phenomena engulfing the school building.
The cursed spirit silently appeared behind him.
Wearing a twisted, satisfied smile, it extended its razor-sharp nails.
It did not kill them immediately.
Instead, amidst their terrified gazes and piercing screams, it used its nails to slice open the skin on the back of their necks, bit by agonizing bit.
It relished the distorted, fear-filled whimpers escaping his throat.
The teachers went from terrified begging to desperate cursing. Ultimately, under this endless dual torment of mind and body, their sanity completely shattered.
"Haha... Hahahaha..."
He began to laugh maniacally, mocking the absurdity of it all and his own pathetic cowardice.
After savoring this ultimate, sweetest taste of revenge, the cursed spirit of Yoru Tsukigami began to emit a soft, gentle glow from its transparent body.
It turned its head one last time, glancing in the direction where Ian stood.
Within that hollow silhouette, a sense of relieved liberation and silent gratitude shone through.
Then, it dissolved into a flurry of light motes, completely vanishing into the air.
The original owner's final lingering obsession had been entirely fulfilled.
On the other side of the battlefield.
An exceptionally massive cursed spirit broke through the [Divine Dogs]' blockade.
It opened its gaping, razor-toothed maw and snapped at Sukuna's finger, intending to devour the treasure brimming with infinite cursed energy.
'Stop it! Don't let it eat that!'
Megumi roared in his mind. His [Nue] shikigami was currently pinned down by another cursed spirit, and it was clear he wouldn't make it in time.
At this critical, hair-raising moment.
Yuji made a move that caught everyone present, including the cursed spirit, completely off guard.
He broke free from the cursed spirit's grasp, stomped heavily on its massive head, and used the momentum to leap into the air.
In mid-air, he opened his mouth.
And in one gulp, he swallowed that pitch-black, disgusting finger!
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
Yuji landed on the ground and stood there, completely motionless.
The massive cursed spirit, enraged at having its food stolen, let out a furious roar and slammed its slime-covered hand down toward him.
However, that giant palm, capable of easily crushing concrete, was effortlessly blocked by a single, casually raised hand.
The atmosphere shifted drastically.
Eerie, ancient black markings began to surface across Yuji's body.
A terrifying aura of absolute supremacy and unparalleled arrogance erupted from him.
On his face, a second pair of eyes slowly opened, brimming with endless malice and amusement.
"Puhahahaha!"
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
Ryomen Sukuna's maniacal laughter echoed throughout the sky above the campus.
"What an excellent vessel!"
"What era is this? The air doesn't feel as fresh as it used to."
With the descent of the King of Curses, the low-level cursed spirits that had been frantically attacking the students and buildings instantly felt a tremor from the deepest depths of their souls.
They all ceased their movements.
Then, as if bowing before their sovereign, they prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.
"Boring."
Sukuna swept his gaze over the groveling low-level cursed spirits around him, a look of extreme disdain crossing his face.
He merely waved his hand casually.
An invisible, utterly terrifying slash of cursed energy instantly swept across the area.
The low-level cursed spirits were completely exorcised and reduced to nothingness in an instant, not even having the time to let out a wail.
The area was cleared.
Sukuna cracked his neck and turned his crimson eyes toward Megumi standing nearby.
"Now then, let's start with you."
Just as Sukuna prepared to strike and enjoy this long-awaited slaughter...
A lighthearted, almost careless voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
"My, my, you're certainly having a lively time here."
As the voice fell...
A tall, white-haired man wearing a black blindfold instantly appeared in the center of the battlefield, carrying a fancy paper bag with a little cake drawn on it.
The newcomer was none other than the strongest jujutsu sorcerer of the modern era—Satoru Gojo.
"How are my students doing?"
Sukuna spun around, unleashing a slash packed with terrifying cursed energy straight at the man who had suddenly appeared.
However, Gojo's body seemed weightless as he effortlessly floated backward, dodging the fatal attack.
He even had the leisure to toss the paper bag in his hand to Megumi on the ground.
"Megumi, this is a souvenir for you."
"It's Kikufuku mochi, a Miyagi specialty. Edamame cream flavor. It's super delicious."
Gojo glanced at Yuji, who had completely transformed into Ryomen Sukuna.
Then, with piqued interest, he cast a look toward the distant school building that was still shrouded in dense resentment.
In that moment, his [Six Eyes] captured an entity that even he couldn't completely see through.
That power seemed to be neither a cursed spirit nor a human. It was filled with a contradictory sense of destruction and creation—immensely powerful, yet deeply restrained.
"Today really is a day full of surprises."
The corners of Gojo's mouth curled into an uncontrollable smirk.
His face was brimming with excitement.
'Could it be another kid with potential?'
But before investigating, he decided to deal with the little nuisance right in front of him first.