Choso used a blood clot to block Sukuna's heavy punch, but it was no use. The tremendous force doubled him over.
The blood clot shattered, and the devastating blow struck Choso in the abdomen. Cursed energy burst through his body and out his back as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His insides churned violently. The immense pain nearly knocked Choso unconscious, and his body hurtled away like a kite with a snapped string.
His human body crashed through one solid concrete skyscraper after another, the violent impacts echoing throughout the Tokyo barrier.
After being hurled hundreds of meters, Choso gradually slowed. By the time the force dissipated, he lay in the rubble, drenched in blood.
He truly was the King of Curses from a thousand years ago. Even an ordinary punch like this was enough to overwhelm ninety-eight percent of the sorcerers in modern Jujutsu Society.
"Choso!"
Yuji Itadori roared, his concern for his big brother plain in his voice.
"No matter the era..."
Sukuna flexed his new body with a smile. "There are always a few insects who don't know their place coming to bother me."
He turned back to the grieving boy. That punch had been meant to kill the ant called Yuji Itadori outright, but with Choso blocking it, he had probably only crippled the other man.
Still, it didn't matter... the order had merely changed.
"Dika Garuda!"
Yuki Tsukumo's shikigami had already transformed into a massive whip.
As she swung it, the powerful whip lashed straight toward Sukuna.
Sukuna waved a hand, and a slash instantly severed the bone whip closing in on his face.
He had no interest whatsoever in someone so weak, much less a weak woman.
Two slashes cut across Yuki Tsukumo's chest. Sukuna had neutralized her fierce assault in an