"Sukuna!"
The roar drowned out the crash of falling rubble and rolled down the entire street on the wind.
Things were still pouring out of the shadows in every direction.
Ox-headed Shikigami wielding enormous axes, serpentine Cursed Spirits wrapped in cursed ropes, Flying Spirits with bony wings, Swamp Monsters burrowing out of the ground-the Ten Shadows Shikigami mingled with dozens of Special Grade Cursed Spirits, surging forward one after another.
Sukuna had summoned every Special Grade Cursed Spirit Kenjaku had amassed over all these years, just to hold Qingxiao back for a single second!
Qingxiao did not even furrow his brow.
His gaze had never once rested on those Cursed Spirits.
His eyes pierced the layers of black shadows, locked firmly on the black cube slowly opening at the center of the battlefield.
His footwork, punches, and changes of move were all like programs engraved into his instincts, flowing naturally without thought.
His left fist smashed straight ahead. Black Flash erupted, caving in the foremost ox-headed Shikigami's chest. It shattered into a skyful of black shadows before it finished flying backward.
His right elbow swung back with the momentum, ink-black lightning stabbing out from its tip and severing the serpentine Cursed Spirit ambushing him from behind at its vital point.
He ducked and swept his leg. Black Flash erupted again, cutting three lunging Shikigami in half at the waist simultaneously. Their upper bodies still held their lunging poses as their lower halves crashed down.
He raised his hand, punched, turned, drove up his knee.
He was unstoppable. Not a single Cursed Spirit could withstand one punch from him.
Both fists struck in succession, the force of his punches erupting with Black Flash. Wherever they passed, whether Shikigami with bodies of iron and steel or Special Grade Cursed Spirits formed from