Mount Fuji.
Recently, Mount Fuji had been billowing thick smoke, and large swathes of snow on the mountain had already begun to melt.
Experts estimated that it would not be long before this ancient volcano erupted again.
Natural disasters triggered by the eruption—earthquakes, tsunamis, and the like—were also highly likely to break out in succession.
For that reason, the people in the surrounding areas had been living in constant fear and panic. Many had even relocated with their entire families.
Amid such an atmosphere, countless negative emotions became nourishment for cursed spirits.
Jogo soaked in the magma as the left arm Gojo Satoru had severed with the Inverted Spear of Heaven slowly grew back.
"Fear! Hatred! Madness!"
"Humans really are such naive creatures!"
Jogo burst into laughter. "Lowly humans actually have the nerve to call themselves the rulers of the world!"
"Just wait! A hundred years from now, the ones laughing freely across the wilderness will definitely be us cursed spirits!"
As Jogo roared, Mount Fuji seemed to tremble in response, with scorching magma continuously spilling out like a tide!
Just then, a black package fell from the sky and landed beside Jogo.
Because of the magma's heat, the package instantly caught fire.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Hm? What the hell is that?"
Jogo leaned closer in confusion.
Then—
BOOM!!!
The violent explosion gave rise to a pillar of blue light.
In the pitch-black night, the entire summit of Mount Fuji glowed with an eerie blue radiance.
Boom!
A disheveled Jogo flew out of the crater and landed steadily atop the mountain, where bare rock covered the ground.
"Who threw that damn firecracker?!"
Toji Fushiguro emerged with a disappointed look on his face, the Inverted Spear of Heaven in his left hand and the Soul Liberation Blade in his right.
"Huh?