However, if the Zenin clan truly began openly worshipping Sukuna, then that was something Yuki could never tolerate.
She was a Special Grade sorcerer in Japan. She might not care about inter-clan disputes, but she absolutely could not accept sorcerers betraying their fundamental position.
As Yuki’s pressure spread, Zenin Ogi felt it intensely.
He was filled with regret.
The moment those words left his mouth, he knew he had made a mistake. He never should have said them.
But spilled water cannot be gathered again. What was said could not be taken back.
All he could do now was silently endure Yuki’s overwhelming pressure while scrambling for a way to salvage the situation.
If his reputation took another hit from this incident, it would become even harder for him to compete for the position of head of the Zenin clan in the future.
But both Yuki and Ogi seemed to forget something.
This event had a central figure—the only protagonist.
That was Gojo Satoshi.
The core objective of this entire ordeal was simple: to destroy Ryomen Sukuna’s six fingers.
To Satoshi, Zenin Ogi was nothing more than a clown. His outbursts were no more than an annoying buzz.
The sound of a Zanpakutō being sheathed rang out, immediately drawing everyone’s attention.
Has Gojo Satoshi given up?
That was the thought that crossed Zenin Ogi’s mind the moment he heard the sound.
But in the very next second, his eyes widened again.
After returning Sode no Shirayuki to its sheath, Satoshi’s right hand moved to the hilt of his second Zanpakutō.
What was the meaning of this?
Was Satoshi still not giving up? Ogi was stunned.
He had always known that Satoshi possessed two Zanpakutō. But like Yuto, he believed—if a Bankai couldn’t accomplish the goal, how could a Shikai succeed?
Under everyone’s gaze, Satoshi slowly drew the dark, sealed blade.
"Old friend. Long time no see."
For nine years, Ryūjin Jakka had remained dormant. Even after Satoshi awakened, he had never summoned it—until now.
This was the moment for Ryūjin Jakka’s return.
Ryūjin Jakka was the final dish that Satoshi had prepared for Ryomen Sukuna’s six fingers.
It was also the reason Satoshi was so confident that he could destroy them.
"All Things in the Universe, Turn to Ashes."
As Satoshi chanted Ryūjin Jakka’s release phrase, everyone present realized—he had not given up at all.
All across the jujutsu world, anyone who knew about Ryūjin Jakka was now focused on Satoshi’s blade.
This was the first time it had truly appeared before the eyes of the world.
"All Things in the Universe, Turn to Ashes—Ryūjin Jakka."
Satoshi gripped the dark purple hilt, his eyes closing slowly.
"Ennetsu Jigoku (Hell of Scorching Flames)."
Flames erupted violently from Ryūjin Jakka, and the scene gave many present a strange sense of déjà vu.
It looked almost identical to the snow cascade from Hakka no Togame earlier. The only difference was that one manifested ice and snow, the other blazing fire.
And the oppressive heat radiating from Ryūjin Jakka’s flames was every bit as intense as the cold from Hakka no Togame.
Could this really just be Shikai?
Many people widened their eyes in disbelief.
Those who had never witnessed Satoshi’s battle in the Tombs of the Star were stunned.
Satoru and the others had seen this technique before, so they remained composed.
But they all noticed the difference.
This time, the Ennetsu Jigoku released by Satoshi was completely unlike the one from nine years ago.
Its power had drastically increased.
Despite sleeping for nine years, Satoshi’s strength hadn’t declined. In fact, he had grown stronger.
His Zanpakutō had evolved. He seemingly mastered strange techniques—Kidō techniques, Bakudō, and Hadō.
Even Yuki, a Special Grade sorcerer, had to admit that Satoshi’s strength now far surpassed her own.
Even if the General Directorate disapproved, she would use her authority to make Gojo Satoshi the second official Special Grade sorcerer of the modern era.
As the flames of Ennetsu Jigoku surged, they rolled back with explosive momentum.
The Treasury, which a moment ago resembled a fortress of frost and ice, was instantly transformed into a blazing inferno. The entire wall, once sealed in ice, was now engulfed in flame.
But what shocked everyone most.
The supposedly indestructible walls of Jujutsu High’s high-security Treasury... began to crack under Ryūjin Jakka’s fire.
This was the Treasury!
The most fortified location in all of Tokyo Jujutsu High. Even Yuki, as a Special Grade, couldn’t break it.
And yet now, those impregnable walls were being burned and fractured by Gojo Satoshi’s flames...
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