The battle began immediately—lightning met cursed energy. Kashimo moved with godlike speed—each strike carrying enough power to split mountains. But Sukuna was ready—adapting, countering, matching him blow for blow.
The two ancient powerhouses clashed—creating storms that ripped through the landscape. The others watched—helpless—unable to interfere.
Sukuna's form shifted—his body expanding, growing into his true, monstrous shape. The four arms, the two mouths, the terrifying presence of the King of Curses unleashed. His cursed energy output skyrocketed—the very atmosphere trembling.
Kashimo's eyes widened—the God of Lightning had never faced Sukuna's true form before.
"This is..."
Sukuna's true form loomed over the battlefield—four arms, two mouths, and a terrifying aura that made even Kashimo hesitate. The ground cracked beneath his weight—trees uprooted by his mere presence.
"Hmph." Sukuna looked down at the God of Lightning—his voice echoing with ancient malice. "You're nothing but a flickering candle, Kashimo."
Kashimo snarled—lightning erupting from his body in blinding flashes. "I am the God of Lightning! I've slain countless sorcerers throughout the centuries!" He lunged forward—speed surpassing human comprehension.
But Sukuna's four arms moved with terrifying precision—each block, each counter, perfectly executed. The clash sent shockwaves that leveled remaining buildings.
The fight escalated—lightning crackled and cursed energy flared with every exchange. Kashimo's speed was godly—ancient, brutal, unrelenting. But Sukuna matched him effortlessly—his four arms handling every angle with terrifying precision.
The battle raged on—both ancient powerhouses pushing their limits. The landscape was utterly destroyed—mountains leveled, the earth itself cracked.
In a sudden, unexpected exchange—Sukuna timed his counter perfectly. As Kashimo lunged forward—Sukuna's fist snapped back with a violent, concentrated burst of cursed energy.
BLACK FLASH.
The impact was massive—sending Kashimo flying backwards through several buildings. The God of Lightning gasped in pain—stunned by the power.
Sukuna didn't waste the opening—he unleashed multiple world-cutting slashes in rapid succession. Space itself was severed repeatedly—cutting through Kashimo's body with ease. The legendary God of Lightning screamed—deep wounds opening across his chest, arms, legs.
The technique bypassed any defense—cutting through the fabric of reality itself.
Hajime Kashimo fell—his body cut in multiple directions by the world-cutting slashes. The God of Lightning, ancient warrior from the Edo period, died with a final cry of defiance—his body disintegrating into ash.
Sukuna stood victorious—again proving his dominance over even the most legendary sorcerers.
The battlefield was suddenly alive with new presences—Yuji, Yuta, Mai, Yorozu, and Maki all stepped forward at once. Each one possessed immense cursed energy—the strongest among them.
Yuji clenched his fists—his eyes locking onto Sukuna with undisguised hatred.
Yuta's cursed energy swelled—Rika's presence looming behind him.
Mai stepped forward—her cursed energy fluctuating with hostility. Yorozu approached carefully—her ancient cursed energy strange and old. Maki stood tall—her cursed energy almost non-existent, but her body radiating an unnatural strength.
All five—standing together against the King of Curses.
"You've won your battle, Sukuna—but this battle ends now."
Sukuna turned to face them—the group of five strongest sorcerers. He faced Yuji, Yuta, Mai, Yorozu, and Maki—each one with their own deadly techniques. His eyes narrowed, recognizing their individual threats.
"How tedious..." he muttered—his four arms flexing in anticipation. "I'll add five more bodies to the pile."
The five launched simultaneously—Yuji forward with brute force, Yuta unleashing Rika's overwhelming power, Mai providing covering fire with cursed energy bullets, Yorozu using her liquid metal constructs, and Maki moving with impossible speed and precision.
Five directions—five different combat styles—all converging on Sukuna at once.
But Sukuna was prepared—his four arms moving in perfect synchronization.
Sukuna intercepted each attack with uncanny precision—Yuji's punch met with a heavy block, Yuta's Rika clawed at empty air as Sukuna dodged, Mai's bullets whizzed past his head, Yorozu's metal constructs were crushed mid-air by his bare hands, and Maki's speed was nullified by his overwhelming reach.
One by one they fell—Yuta crashing through a building, Mai embedded in concrete, Yorozu sent flying, Maki knocked unconscious.
Only Yuji remained standing—teeth clenched—blood dripping from multiple wounds. But then—a new presence joined him—Choso stepping forward—his blood manipulation already active.
"The King of Curses..." Choso muttered—eyes cold.
Yuji and Choso moved as one—Yuji's brutal fighting style complemented by Choso's blood manipulation. They struck at Sukuna with coordinated attacks—each punch and slash carrying significant weight. Sukuna dodged and parried—but was forced to take some hits in return.
"Not bad..." Sukuna smirked—blood on his lips.
The ground trembled—as if reacting to a massive power. Then—Todo stepped out—his eyes locked onto Sukuna. But it was his hand that drew attention—a new, strange weapon attached to it. The Vibro-Slap. The metal slapped loudly against his palm—the sound unnerving.
Todo, Yuji, and Choso moved in perfect synchronization—Yuji's strength, Choso's blood manipulation, and Todo's new Vibro-Slap working together seamlessly. They attacked Sukuna with overwhelming force—each strike perfectly timed and coordinated. Sukuna was forced onto the defensive—his four arms struggling to keep up with their three-way assault.
Todo clapped his hands—the Vibro-Slap vibrating with intense cursed energy. Instantly—Yuji and Choso swapped positions—Yuji appearing behind Sukuna while Choso moved to flank him.
Sukuna turned—but Todo clapped again—swapping Yuji with Choso mid-swing. The coordination was flawless—three sorcerers moving like a single entity.
An angelic figure descended—ethereal wings spread wide. Above Sukuna, it raised its hands—and Jacob's Ladder activated. A divine column of light shot down—threatening to purify Sukuna entirely. The beam tore through the air—hot and blinding.
Sukuna glanced up—grinning. "Interesting..."
He raised a hand—cursed energy swirling.
Sukuna defied the very laws of cursed energy—climbing the divine beam of Jacob's Ladder as if it were solid ground. His four arms moved with terrifying precision—pushing against the holy light to ascend toward Angel.
Angel's eyes widened—this was impossible. Jacob's Ladder was meant to purify and destroy—not serve as a staircase.
Todo rushed to intervene—trying to get between Sukuna and Angel. But Sukuna's fist snapped back—BLACK FLASH.
The impact was devastating—Todo was sent flying through several buildings, knocked unconscious instantly. Angel, caught off guard, was also struck by the overwhelming cursed energy—both knocked out of the fight simultaneously.
Yuji and Choso stood alone against Sukuna.
The smoke cleared—Aiden stepped forward slowly. His eyes fluttered open—and the entire battlefield fell silent. The ethereal blue glow—the unmistakable mark of the Six Eyes.
Gojo's final backup plan—if he fell, his eyes would pass to Aiden. His cursed technique would follow. The one sorcerer capable of defeating Sukuna in a one-on-one.
Sukuna froze—his four eyes widening in genuine shock. The Six Eyes—the one thing he could never replicate, never overcome. And now they belonged to Aiden—the man Gojo trusted above all others.
Yuji and Choso stared—stunned. The smoke still cleared around Aiden's feet as he walked forward—each step deliberate.
Aiden could barely contain his shock—the Six Eyes hummed with incredible power, processing every detail around him with impossible precision. Cursed energy signatures, wind patterns, muscle movements—all visible in vivid detail. His body pulsed with an overwhelming new strength—the backup plan Gojo crafted before his death had finally been activated.
Sukuna narrowed his eyes—recognizing the legendary eyes.
Aiden's body began to transform—embracing his half-her spirit nature. His cursed energy shifted—becoming something ancient and otherworldly. The Idle Transformation upgraded his form—granting him abilities beyond human comprehension. His skin glowed with an ethereal light—his cursed energy signature becoming impossible to read.
Sukuna's eyes widened—this was not just the Six Eyes.
Aiden's body glowed with an ethereal light as the Idle Transformation took hold. His cursed energy signature shifted—becoming something ancient and otherworldly. The Six Eyes hummed with power, processing every detail of the battlefield with impossible precision.
Sukuna's four eyes widened—he could feel the overwhelming cursed energy radiating from Aiden. This was not just the Six Eyes.
Aiden's body convulsed as his power erupted—his cursed energy saturating the entire battlefield. The ground beneath him shattered. His cursed energy signature became unreadable. The transformation took hold as he stepped out—completely altered. He had accessed his full power—and a new form had emerged.
Sukuna's expression changed—he now perceived the threat.
Aiden's body pulsated with raw, overwhelming energy—his skin now etched with glowing markings. His hair flowed like shadows. He possessed something beyond human—beyond cursed spirit—beyond anything this world had seen. The Six Eyes processed every atom, every cell. The air crackled with his sheer presence.
Sukuna stepped back slightly—his four eyes narrowing in recognition.
The battlefield fell silent as the two most powerful beings collided. Sukuna struck first—his four arms moving with terrifying speed, slicing through the air with precise Dismantle attacks. Aiden's Six Eyes processed every frame—every cursed energy buildup.
He moved—his frame-rate movement allowing him to weave between Sukuna's attacks with impossible, physics-defying grace.
"Interesting," Sukuna purred, a grin spreading across his face. "The Six Eyes AND that cursed spirit blood. You're quite the anomaly."
Aiden didn't respond—instead, he launched forward with Mach 3 speed, delivering a devastating Black Flash directly to Sukuna's chest. The shockwave pulverized everything within a hundred meters.
The shockwave cracked Sukuna's ribs—but he laughed, regenerating instantly. "Good. Very good."
He retaliated with Malevolent Shrine—one of his strongest techniques. The domain expanded, sealing them both within its deadly walls. Thousands of slashes rained down simultaneously.
Aiden's Ten Shadows Technique flared—Mahoraga emerged, intercepting the slashes.
Mahoraga intercepted the slashes—but Aiden wasn't done. He reached into his technique and summoned the Nine-Tailed Fox. Nine massive tails unfurled, each producing impenetrable shields, devastating fire blasts, and mind-bending illusions. The fox's flames burned hotter than Jogo's maximum output—melting Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine itself.
Sukuna's expression turned serious—his Malevolent Shrine shattered under the Nine-Tailed Fox's flames. "Enough games," he growled, his four arms glowing with a deadly crimson light. "Let's see how you handle this." He launched a massive, multi-armed attack.
The Nine-Tailed Fox moved—each tail creating a different effect. One tail deployed impenetrable shields that blocked Sukuna's crimson attacks. Another fired devastating blasts that forced Sukuna back. A third tail unleashed illusions—making Sukuna see multiple Aidens attacking from every direction.
Sukuna slashed through the illusions—but they were perfect. Even the Six Eyes couldn't fully distinguish.
Sukuna's grin widened—the domain clash was finally at hand. His Malevolent Shrine expanded, clashing directly with Aiden's Ever-Changing Wheel. The two domains ground against each other, creating massive shockwaves that leveled the surrounding forest. Inside the clash, only Aiden and Sukuna remained standing.
"Time to end this," Sukuna growled.
Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine groaned under the pressure—Aiden's Ever-Changing Wheel pushed back harder. The clash was uneven. Sukuna didn't realize—Aiden wasn't just fighting alone. The special grade spirits inside him were feeding his energy directly into the domain.
The Ever-Changing Wheel expanded—consuming Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine.
As the domains clashed, Aiden's Ever-Changing Wheel completely overwhelmed Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine. The sheer volume of cursed energy poured into the Ever-Changing Wheel—fueled by the special grade spirits inside him—crushed Sukuna's domain entirely. The clash ended with Aiden dominating, his wheel fully covering the battlefield.
Sukuna stumbled back—his domain completely destroyed. For the first time, genuine shock crossed his face. His Malevolent Shrine—the pinnacle of domain expansion—had been crushed.
"Impossible..." he muttered.
Inside Aiden's domain, the Ever-Changing Wheel spun—its massive wheel glowing with an ominous light.
Aiden struck with unparalleled precision—a unique Black Flash that wasn't just physical, but spiritual. His attack hit Sukuna's soul directly, separating it from Megumi's body.
Sukuna gasped as he felt himself torn from the vessel—a soul-rending pain unlike anything he'd experienced. He was violently ejected from Megumi's body.
Aiden didn't hesitate—he activated Cursed Spirit Manipulation. Since Sukuna's soul was now separated from Megumi's body, he technically functioned like any other cursed spirit. A parasite without a vessel.
Aiden's hand reached out—and the technique took hold. Sukuna struggled, cursing loudly, but the manipulation was absolute.
Sukuna screamed—his four arms flailing as the cursed manipulation forced his soul to submit. He was nothing more than a parasitic cursed spirit now—no vessel, no body, just a floating soul. The technique was absolute.
Aiden's hand clenched—and Sukuna felt himself being pulled into Aiden's cursed spirit storage. The legendary sorcerer reduced to a captured spirit.
As Sukuna's soul was pulled into Aiden's cursed spirit storage, he realized something utterly humiliating—Aiden had not only dominated the domain clash and separated his soul from Megumi's body, but he had also successfully manipulated and captured him like a common cursed spirit. The King of Curses was reduced to a mere trophy in Aiden's collection.
The Ever-Changing Wheel slowly dissolved—its massive wheel spinning out of existence. The domain collapsed, leaving Aiden and the unconscious Megumi standing alone on the devastated battlefield.
The forest was completely leveled—miles of destruction radiating from the epicenter. Aiden's cursed energy signature was now unreadable—a force beyond human or cursed spirit comprehension.
Aiden looked down at Megumi.