The moment the words fell.
The world changed.
Beneath Wangchuan's feet, silver-white lightning exploded, like a miniature sun bursting against the ground.
Every sound in the world was swallowed in that instant.
Thunder tore through the ground, through the air, through Cursed Energy, through the four domains that had just risen.
Jogo's domain, Coffin of the Iron Mountain.
Mu Xi's domain, Netherworld Balance Judgment Court.
Dagon's domain, Horizon of the Captivating Skandha.
Three closed domains, three domains revered as the "ultimate" in Jujutsu Society, failed to last even a tenth of a second before Wangchuan's open domain.
And Kenjaku's domain.
"Womb Profusion."
An open domain, without a closed boundary, overlaid directly onto reality.
This was the work Kenjaku had spent a thousand years completing, experimenting on countless generations of sorcerers, a work he had believed reached the pinnacle of domains.
But he was wrong.
His domain did expand, but the instant it did, thunder surged in from every direction.
Wangchuan's domain shredded his domain.
Silver-white lightning drowned everything.
"Ah...!"
"Damn it!"
A roar erupted from Jogo's volcanic mouth.
His Cursed Energy was burning out.
Cursed Technique burnout was one of the states Jujutsu Sorcerers feared most.
The instant a domain was broken, the Cursed Technique engraved in the brain was forcibly shut down.
An ocean of thunder.
This was the true appearance of Wangchuan's domain, "Heavenly Punishment Thunder Burial Prison."
Silver-white lightning flowed across the ground, like liquid light, like living currents, leaping, churning, spreading through the air.
Boundless.
Mei Mei stood at the edge of the sea of thunder, with thunder beneath her feet, but the lightning did not attack her. It skirted her feet, forming a safe circle with a radius of half a meter around her.
She lowered her head and looked beneath her feet.
Something was