"This was all thanks to the help of our allies."
Liao Chan naturally knew this as well, but he remained completely unfazed. "Heavenly Curse Spirits are far more captivating than you imagine, Jogo."
Thinking of the tremendous support the Herrscher of Reason had provided for this operation, Liao Chan felt that failure was simply impossible. This was the destined victory brought about by a thousand years of effort—the Heavenly Curse Spirit.
At that thought, Liao Chan's brow rose slightly. "They're inside."
He rose from the steps. "Jogo, we need to move quickly. Although Okkotsu Yuta is still overseas, even Tsukumo Yuki, that idle Jujutsu Sorcerer who doesn't obey the Director's Office, will certainly be informed of the situation here. In that case, she will definitely come here."
Liao Chan was now somewhat afraid of Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers. Although he had fought Geto Suguru, who was also a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, and believed he could barely win if he went all out, his two subsequent battles against Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers had both ended in inhumane defeats.
Thus, upon hearing Tsukumo Yuki's name, he subconsciously swallowed. "How does she compare to Gojo Satoru and Shier Fulei?"
"The gap is considerable."
Liao Chan assessed, "But she's not someone you can deal with easily, Jogo. Carelessness will get you killed. And if she gets here, the plan to revive Sukuna will basically be ruined."
Hearing that, Jogo breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she wasn't another person who could kill him in seconds like those two, it was fine.
"Leave it to me. Aside from Gojo Satoru and Shier Fulei, humans are merely creatures that can be killed with a flick of the hand—hypocritical and weak."
His confidence returned.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Liao Chan handed the