The Shinjuku battlefield.
Sukuna blocked Kashimo's fist once again.
The instant fist met palm, three clouds of blood burst out at once. His three newly healed wrists were crushed to pieces by electric charge.
Bone, shredded flesh, and bloody foam exploded between them.
Kashimo gave him no chance to catch his breath. He lunged forward, crouching low, and shot his right fist from his waist. Wreathed in blue-white lightning, it slammed into Sukuna's chest. The instant his knuckles sank in, electric charge detonated inside Sukuna's chest cavity. Charred flesh curled back, and shattered bone sprayed from his back in a murky cloud of blood.
Yet at the very moment that punch landed, Sukuna's newly healed hand clamped onto Kashimo's arm.
His five fingers dug into flesh with enough force to nearly crush the bone.
"Domain Expansion-Malevolent Shrine."
A crimson sky unfurled behind Sukuna, and a downpour of Dismantle attacks poured from the void. Kashimo's pupils contracted sharply. Sukuna had regained the ability to expand his domain first. With his own brain still damaged, Kashimo could not expand his domain to counter it.
He quickly retreated, forming a hand sign, his fingers moving so fast they left only afterimages. Hollow Wicker Basket spread out against his skin, keeping the crimson sure-hit effect outside.
Hollow Wicker Basket differed from Simple Domain. As long as he maintained the hand sign and recited the incantation, it could endure for a long time, reliably blocking a domain's sure-hit effect.
The reason Kashimo had not done this in the Edo period was simple: he only had two arms. Hands forming a sign could not attack, and hands attacking could not form a sign. He could not do both.
But things were different now.
He glanced down at the arm made of lightning at his side.
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