Sukuna jerked his hand up, unleashing countless waves of Dismantle, packed as densely as a wall of blades, straight into the purple Hollow Technique.
The Cursed Blades were swallowed the instant they touched the edge of the purple light, barely slowing Purple down and weakening its power a little.
Sukuna gritted his teeth hard, sickened to the point of wanting to cough up blood by Qingxiao and Satoru Gojo's teamwork.
Qingxiao took the hits and kept him locked in close combat at the front, far surpassing him in both damage and defense. The slightest distraction brought a relentless assault.
Meanwhile, Satoru Gojo could take the opportunity to charge up safely in the rear, preparing a major attack to settle things in one blow.
Using the recoil from releasing his slashes, Sukuna desperately retreated, shooting backward as he tried with all his might to open up distance and dissipate the attack's power.
But the purple torrent came much faster than he had imagined.
The residual force of Hollow Technique: Purple struck him squarely in the chest.
"Pfft-!"
An utterly dull thud erupted, swallowed by the purple light along with a mist of blood.
Sukuna flew sideways like a kite with its string cut and slammed into the building opposite.
Half the building collapsed inward along with its walls. Concrete, rebar, glass-everything contracted toward the center under the lingering purple force, ground into fine powder.
He fell down the collapsing wall and crashed heavily into the rubble, violently vomiting a great mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
His entire breastbone had caved in, and the left side of his abdomen had been torn open, leaving his organs half exposed, his flesh mangled beyond recognition.
The flesh along his entire arm had peeled back, with splinters of bone protruding through