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Satoru Gojo's severed head rose from the sea. Clear black curse marks appeared on his eyelids and forehead, like closed eyes.

The silvery-white hair on that head grew wildly, becoming a massive cloak dancing in the wind in the blink of an eye. The black and crimson cursed energy around it remained clearly visible even within the Lord of the Realm's domain.

Without question, cursed energy was also a soul-side power. Seeing Satoru Gojo in this state, Bai Cangshu showed an intrigued expression.

Clatter, clatter...

Chains in the void continued to extend. The next moment, the headless corpse was dragged out of the void by the chains. It raised both hands as though catching some extraordinary crown, then placed it upon its own neck.

Satoru Gojo shook his neck, and the wound had already vanished. His smile twisted into something grotesque. That pure malice, accompanied by the negative energy of cursed energy, surged wildly and without restraint through the skies above the Atlantic Ocean.

Bai Cangshu clearly saw large numbers of Spirit World Creatures begin to emerge voluntarily from the void of the Spirit World, drawn by that cursed energy.

A skeletal whale several hundred meters long emerged from the sea and swam through the sky. Countless fish and birds, their mouths filled with sharp teeth, drifted around Satoru Gojo as well.

At that moment, Bai Cangshu seemed to truly see the form Satoru Gojo would have taken in the Jujutsu Kaisen worldline he had experienced—if neither he nor White Face had managed to successfully perform the Mount Tai Imperial Lord Ritual, and Satoru Gojo had ultimately fallen to become the King of Curses.

That sky-reaching evil, that brutality which seemed determined to slaughter every weak thing, was utterly different from Satoru Gojo in his normal state.

But cursed energy