Feng vs. Kurourushi

"The thing I hate most in this life is cockroaches..." Feng gritted his teeth, then abruptly raised Mikazuki Munechika to block the blow.

A dull metallic crash erupted through the underground hall, and the invisible shock wave shook fine, spiderweb cracks into the surrounding concrete floor.

Mikazuki Munechika held firm against the Special Grade Cursed Tool cleaving down at his head.

Yet the instant it met resistance, the Festering Life Sword, formed from twisted flesh and densely packed eggs, behaved like a living mollusk. Its blade bent grotesquely, curled around his guard at a physically impossible angle, and buried itself deep in Feng's flesh.

A sickening tearing sound rang out.

No scarlet blood sprayed from the wound. Instead, black blood and pus gushed out like water through a broken dam.

Thousands upon thousands of tiny black Cursed Spirit Eggs poured madly from the depths of the wound. The instant they touched the air, they hatched into ravenous flying insects, their wings buzzing with a scalp-prickling whine as they greedily gnawed at and devoured the Cursed Energy surging around the wound.

"Damn it, this isn't just a physical attack. It targets Cursed Energy?"

The next instant, Feng raised his sword and unleashed a vicious upward slash, slicing open Kurourushi's bloated body and forcibly driving its massive bulk back.

Coated in viscous water, [Replica Mikazuki Munechika] traced a silver arc through the air, whistling as it embedded itself firmly in the abandoned steel railing on the second floor.

A moment later, Feng abruptly vanished like melting ice, then re-formed beside the second-floor railing through the water spilling from the blade.

Clear water washed over him, swiftly cleansing the hideous wound through his chest along with the disgusting eggs clinging to it. His flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Atop an unfinished building in the distance, the night wind sent the hem of Gojo's kasaya snapping.

Kenjaku gazed down, his narrow eyes drawing into dangerous slits.

"A specialized physical attack targeting Cursed Energy, yet he can achieve complete restoration akin to Reverse Cursed Technique through the conduction and reconstruction of water?"

His long fingertips tapped lightly against the edge of the rooftop, the curiosity in his eyes growing ever more intense.

To him, the mechanics of combat displayed by the variable named Feng had already surpassed every conventional understanding within Jujutsu Society.

Cursed Spirits...

Unfortunately, I haven't fully mastered projecting Reverse Cursed Technique outward. Cursed Technique Reversal could also kill this Special Grade Cursed Spirit instantly, but it would put too much strain on me... Feng considered.

"He hasn't mastered projecting Reverse Cursed Technique outward, and the burden of Cursed Technique Reversal alone is enough to limit his potential... what a fascinating ecosystem.

"But against endless 'numbers,' how long can such precise defenses hold?"

Before he had finished speaking, the battle in the underground hall surged to another climax.

"New Shadow Style: Simple Domain."

The pale blue [New Shadow Style: Simple Domain] burst outward in a sphere. The approaching tide of cockroaches was shredded into clouds of black mist by invisible rules the instant it touched the domain's edge.

Then highly concentrated Cursed Energy descended like a burning film of water, and [Domain Amplification] forcefully neutralized the lingering egg curses around him.

With his immense strength, Feng hauled up several unconscious Curse Users and hurled them like torn sacks through the abandoned plant's battered iron doors, pulling them out of this hellish meat grinder of a battlefield.

But rescuing them also left a fleeting gap in his defenses.

The black Insect Swarm descended like an avalanche, swallowing Feng completely once more.

After a mere half second of dead silence, a dense storm of silver sword flashes violently tore through the black insect cocoon from within!

Simple Domain forcibly shredded a bloody path through the sea of insects. At its far end, Kurourushi had already raised the Festering Life Sword high and swung it down again, trailing a foul wind.

They're packed so densely. My output of Reverse Cursed Technique is low each time, but I still have to try, Feng thought, his body already moving swiftly.

The blade coated in Domain Amplification scraped violently against the Festering Life Sword, releasing a piercing screech.

As Mikazuki Munechika blocked the blow, its edge slid and turned with the motion, plunging deep into the Special Grade Cursed Spirit's swollen abdomen.

A faint yet pure trace of white positive polarity energy was forcibly channeled along the blade and into the Cursed Spirit.

Boom-!

The positive polarity energy violently repelled the negative Cursed Energy making up the Cursed Spirit's body. A sizable portion of Kurourushi exploded in a blinding white flash, spraying foul black bodily fluids like rain.

But the Special Grade Cursed Spirit possessed a horrifying vitality. Like abyssal maws with minds of their own, the remaining masses of twisted flesh frantically contracted inward the instant the explosion struck, swallowing the Special Grade Cursed Tool whole and trapping it deep within its flesh.

"You damned beast, give me back my sword..." Feng gritted his teeth and tried to wrench the blade free, but it refused to budge.

The raging sea of cockroaches seized the opportunity to close in again, engulfing its now-unarmed target.

"I can't drag this out any longer!"

Yet a second later, Feng's afterimage, charged with raging energy, broke through layer after layer of insects and shot straight toward the plant's crumbling dome.

"I can't hold back anymore..."

The cold declaration echoed through the air.

-Domain Expansion: Rainfall.

The surrounding air pressure plummeted. Without warning, thick black storm clouds condensed out of thin air within the cramped, enclosed space of the Underground Water Treatment Plant.

Rain poured down in torrents, every drop carrying an absolute sure-hit rule and terrifying gravitational force.

Beneath the onslaught of this merciless downpour, the densely packed Insect Swarm on the ground had no chance even to struggle. The curtains of rain smashed them apart in swathes, dissolving them into black sludge.

Sensing the absolute rule within the domain that could erase it, Kurourushi's compound eyes flashed with primal fear.

It let out a desperate shriek and recklessly squeezed out its Cursed Energy, summoning its vast remaining hordes of cockroaches to stack above its head as a thick, black shield of flesh.

Crash-!

Its massive body kicked a load-bearing pillar to pieces and shot upward like a black cannonball.

Is its body made of insects? It doesn't seem that simple... Feng considered, swiftly giving chase.

It smashed straight through the thick concrete ceiling. Trailing rubble and desperate insect silhouettes, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit fled wretchedly into the night sky over the Harajuku Suburbs.

But this was far from the end of its escape.

"Keep expanding. I refuse to believe it can still get away..."

The domain expanded wildly at Feng's will, enveloping that stretch of night sky in an instant.

The endless curtains of rain became the deadliest pursuers. As the drops fell, they rapidly stretched and condensed into countless crystalline, razor-sharp Water Blades, stabbing toward the Special Grade Cursed Spirit fleeing through the air in an all-encompassing barrage!