Domain Expansion: Blood Prison Mandala!
Almost the instant cursed energy surged forth, the slashes that had been swirling relentlessly around Kana Shizumi were scattered.
He stood in place and formed a hand sign.
He needed no one to tell him. The flash of inspiration that had crossed his mind moments ago was all the proof and confidence he needed.
Because it was his own power, Kana Shizumi understood what it meant even though he had only just grasped it.
Using the Wish-Fulfilling Mudra of Hōshō Nyorai as its foundation, he overlaid an interlocking mandala structure—
This was the hand sign unique to Kana Shizumi's domain.
Its name was—right.
The Blood Adornment Mudra.
As he formed the sign and spoke the incantation, cursed energy was drawn in and channeled without pause until it took shape.
The pool of blood beneath Kana Shizumi's feet began to boil and churn. The air seemed to solidify and tremble as the ground split open.
Blood flowed backward. Even the chunks of flesh scattered across the ground, already reduced to scraps, were dragged into the churning pool—
Co-Born Garuda had suffered injuries beyond recovery; it had to leave this battle.
What little remained of it now came together behind Kana Shizumi, forming a massive mandala of mangled flesh.
Unlike Sukuna's tranquil domain, Kana Shizumi's radiated a blazing presence.
The mandala lifted Kana Shizumi until he was level with Sukuna.
Sukuna's expression did not change as he watched Kana Shizumi cross the final threshold.
He was not about to start shouting over this. It was only one finger's worth of power, after all, and he had other ways to deal with it.
What mattered was the present.
Silently drawing on his cursed energy, he launched another attack with a barrage of Cleave.
A thousand years of combat