The aftermath of Ronova and Sukuna's battle had transformed the world.
The sky and earth were unrecognizable.
Every cloud in the sky had been shredded into its most basic components.
The entire sky had turned a dark, almost black shade of blue.
They had come close to punching a hole through the ozone layer.
They had nearly torn the heavens open in the most literal sense.
The ground had fared even worse.
In the wake of Ronova and Sukuna's battle, not a trace remained of the once-bustling Tokyo Metropolis.
All that remained were scars in the form of vast chasms, carved into every corner of the land.
They crisscrossed the earth as though the entire region had become Sukuna's chopping block.
And beyond the countless chasms, searing lava welled up like the earth's blood.
Magma that should have lain buried tens of thousands of meters underground now lay exposed to the air.
The land had become a vision of hell.
That was why the scene was said to resemble the Primordial Wilderness Era.
After all, hadn't Tokyo been reduced to the way Earth had looked before life began?
It was a place where life could not exist. Not even microbes could survive.
That was the state of Tokyo now.
Ronova and Sukuna had simply grown too powerful, beyond all reason.
They were mythical beings in the truest sense.
They were no different from gods.
They were the strongest monsters in the Jujutsu Society's past, present, and future.
That was the level Ronova and Sukuna had reached.
Even the Tiger Heavenly Emperor from sixty-eight years later in the original story, placed before either of them now,
would have looked like a little girl.
He was nowhere near strong enough to compare.
Sixty-eight years later in the original story, the Tiger Heavenly