Heaven Above, Heaven Below, Only I Am Supreme!

Beep, beep, beep...

Toji Fushiguro walked along the stone path outside the Tombs of the Star Corridor, his phone vibrating incessantly in his pocket.

"Yeah?"

The familiar cold voice came through the line. "The Star Plasma Vessel? Dealt with?"

"She got away."

"What?"

The voice suddenly turned furious. "Zen... Toji Fushiguro! We agreed on assassinating the Star Plasma Vessel. If you haven't done it, we're not paying!"

"Yeah~ yeah~"

Toji rolled his eyes. "The Six Eyes Twins and Cursed Spirit Manipulation are already handled. The Star Plasma Vessel is just a matter of time."

"Anyway, your Star Religious Group's goal is to stop Tengen from merging with the Star Plasma Vessel. She's not in the Tombs of the Star Corridor right now, so waiting a bit longer won't be a problem."

"Then you'd better hurry. Remember, if we don't see the Star Plasma Vessel's corpse, we're not paying... Hey! Hey! Toji Fushiguro, are you listening?"

Toji stared blankly at the figure before him, momentarily forgetting to reply to the call.

"Hey! Toji Fushiguro! Can you hear me? Hey!"

Toji snapped his phone shut and shoved it into his pocket, staring in disbelief at the person in front of him.

Gojo Satoru!

Under the glaring sunlight, his figure looked somewhat thin, white hair still stained with flecks of red.

Gojo Satoru lifted his head, his clothes covered in bloodstains, yet his disheveled face bore a smile he'd never shown before.

"Hey! Long time no see!"

Toji's pupils contracted sharply, his expression one of unprecedented shock.

"You've got to be kidding me?"

"Of course I'm serious!"

Gojo Satoru reached up and brushed aside the bangs on his forehead, revealing the already healed wound. "I'm alive and kicking!"

Toji furrowed his brow.

Resurrection from the dead—such an eerie sight could only mean...

"Reverse Cursed Technique?"

"Bingo!"

Gojo Satoru spread his arms wide, looking like an elementary schooler delighted at having guessed the answer correctly.

"Tch!"

Toji pulled out the Inverted Spear of Heaven, assuming a combat stance with a sneer. "Looks like the real fight's just starting now!"

"No, the outcome is already decided!"

A familiar voice came from behind him.

Toji turned around as if seeing a ghost, only to find Gojo Sawa, drenched in blood, slowly stepping forward with a manic grin on his face.

"Thanks a lot, Toji!"

Gojo Satoru caught sight of Gojo Sawa and smiled knowingly.

"Just as I thought, brother—there's no reason I could do it and you couldn't!"

"Thanks to me?"

Toji was somewhat baffled.

Gojo Sawa explained, "That's right. Before this, no matter what, we couldn't learn Reverse Cursed Technique!"

"Turns out, only by tasting the flavor of death and clinging to life with a near-perverse desperation can you unlock the key to Reverse Cursed Technique!"

"Negative cursed energy multiplied by negative cursed energy equals positive cursed energy! Ah~ Toji, you really should have cut off our heads—then victory would have been yours!"

At that moment, Gojo Sawa wore the same exaggerated expression as Gojo Satoru.

"Only by approaching death infinitely can you awaken the truth of life. I told you that myself, Sawa!"

The sudden voice stunned the three of them.

They saw Suguru Geto slowly walking out from within the Tombs of the Star Corridor.

With every step, the terrifying amount of cursed energy, nearly overflowing, made the surrounding air twist slightly.

Suguru Geto looked at Toji Fushiguro and laughed, patting his chest. "That slash really hurt, you know!"

Toji was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell? One after another, they're all using me as a stepping stone?

Gojo Sawa and Gojo Satoru looked at Suguru Geto, and he looked back at them.

The three of them exchanged knowing smiles.

Gojo Sawa hadn't expected that his casual words would lead Suguru Geto to comprehend Reverse Cursed Technique as well.

"Reverse Cursed Technique is still a cursed technique—I'll just shove the Inverted Spear of Heaven into your heads and be done with it!"

Toji Fushiguro laughed angrily, connecting the Inverted Spear of Heaven to the Ten Thousand Mile Chain as his figure vanished in an instant.

Clang!!!

A sharp blade flashed past, and Toji Fushiguro's eyes froze.

"Phase."

"Paramita."

"Pillar of Light."

"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red!"

Gojo Sawa's voice rang out behind him.

The forward rotation of the Limitless technique produced a powerful attraction, while its reversal was repulsion!

Toji Fushiguro had barely turned his head when a black-red sphere slammed into him, carrying an overwhelming repulsive force.

Boom!!!

The ground-level structures of the Tombs of the Star Corridor were smashed to pieces—this strike was like a giant plowing the earth.

The violent assault left Toji Fushiguro dizzy, and before he could steady himself, Gojo Satoru appeared before him.

"My turn. Cursed Technique Reversal: Red!"

"Again?"

Toji Fushiguro hurriedly raised the Inverted Spear of Heaven to block.

The Inverted Spear of Heaven had the ability to nullify cursed techniques, so it could be used as a technique shield like this.

But even though the spear successfully dispelled Red, the terrifying repulsive force still sent his body flying.

"Pfft~"

Toji Fushiguro spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering to his feet, only to see Suguru Geto walking toward him.

Geto smiled amiably. "Don't worry, my technique isn't as rough as theirs."

"All Void."

"All Bhikkhus."

"Malaka."

"Cursed Technique Reversal: Bestow."

As the words fell, a Rainbow Dragon roared forward.

Seeing this, Toji Fushiguro grinned. "I've already killed one of those before. Bringing it back won't work on me!"

Geto said nothing, just watched him with a smile.

Without a word, Toji Fushiguro drew the Soul Liberation Blade and dispatched this grade-1 cursed spirit in two strikes.

But before he could catch his breath, three Rainbow Dragons charged out from behind Geto.

Toji Fushiguro paused for a moment, but taking down three Rainbow Dragons didn't seem like much of a challenge.

Just as he thought that, the shadows behind Geto turned into a bottomless black hole, and one Rainbow Dragon after another poured out in a steady stream.

"What the hell?"

By the time Toji Fushiguro realized what was happening, he was already surrounded by a dense swarm of Rainbow Dragons!

Even if he could easily take down one Rainbow Dragon, or even ten, it wouldn't be a problem.

But here, there were no less than a hundred!

And Rainbow Dragons weren't exactly common cabbage—they were among the strongest grade-1 cursed spirits.

Toji Fushiguro was dumbfounded. "This... this is Cursed Spirit Manipulation?"

Geto explained with a smile. "It's the reversal of Cursed Spirit Manipulation."

"The principle behind Cursed Spirit Manipulation's subjugation is to convert cursed spirits into their original form of cursed energy for storage, then release them during battle."

"Converting cursed spirits into cursed energy—that's the forward rotation of Cursed Spirit Manipulation. I call it 'Subdue.'"

"And its reversal is converting cursed energy back into cursed spirits. Oh, no, that's not quite right—cursed spirits are originally born from cursed energy, so it's more like a catalyst that accelerates that process!"

As he spoke, Geto waved his hand, and dozens of Slit-Mouthed Women—the ones Toji Fushiguro had just killed—appeared at once!

"Now my cursed energy is nearly limitless, so I can create an infinite number of cursed spirits."

"So... how long can you hold out?"

With those words, countless cursed spirits roared toward Toji Fushiguro, beginning a righteous gang beatdown.

Toji Fushiguro fought against the horde while observing Gojo Sawa, Gojo Satoru, and Suguru Geto.

But what struck him as strange was that the three of them—Gojo Sawa, Gojo Satoru, and Suguru Geto—floated into the air as lightly as feathers.

Sunlight spilled over them, casting long silhouettes.

"This feeling... it's so strange!"

"Like a fish drifting with the current in the sea?"

"Ah! This world makes me feel utterly exhilarated!"

The three of them floated unsteadily in the air, then, as if by unspoken agreement, struck the same pose—one hand pointing to the sky, the other to the ground.

Afterward, almost instinctively, they spoke in unison: "Above and below the heavens, I alone am the honored one!"

As the words fell, they stared at each other.

"Hey! That was my line, wasn't it!"

"Shut up, Jie, you said it with zero presence!"

"However you look at it, you two were imitating me, right?!"

"Such a domineering line—you two perverts shouldn't even be reciting it!"