Tamamo-no-Mae crossed over one Cursed Spirit after another, returning to the center of the Sendai Barrier.
The Cursed Technique Burnout from her Domain Expansion was also rapidly recovering.
"Damn it, what exactly is going on in this era?"
Tamamo-no-Mae stomped her foot in frustration.
"Forget about that kid who plays with shadows, but what's with that fox-eyed, weird-bangs guy? Why can he subdue Yamata no Orochi?"
Tamamo-no-Mae recalled another piece of information.
This was information she had obtained while still hiding within the sesshoseki, silently manipulating the Sanzu River to help her search for the sesshoseki.
This era had also given birth to the strongest Six Eyes in history.
The birth of this Six Eyes had even changed the balance of the world.
In ancient times, there were also instances where the Ten Shadows Technique and the Six Eyes perished together.
"Does this era really have a third such monster?"
"What kind of era have I revived in?"
At this moment, Tamamo-no-Mae even had the thought of sleeping for another few hundred years, waiting until these monsters died of old age before coming out for revenge.
Tamamo-no-Mae, who had been full of confidence not long ago, was now in a state of turmoil.
"No, I still have a chance..."
Tamamo-no-Mae forced herself to cheer up and began observing the several battlefields within the Sendai Barrier.
Tamamo-no-Mae first looked towards the North Gate.
That was the direction where the scout had detected the weakest Cursed Energy fluctuations, and it was also the battlefield where she had sent the most Cursed Spirits.
The commander was Dhruv, an elder who had fought wars and suppressed rebellions.
Tamamo-no-Mae still trusted this old man, whose strength was not top-tier, but whose talent was good and life experience was rich.
However, Tamamo-no-Mae searched for a long time but could not find Dhruv.
On the North Gate battlefield, the Cursed Spirits had once again pushed to the front of the position.
The previous barrage of firepower had temporarily repelled the Cursed Spirits' attack.
This allowed the North Gate front line to regroup.
But it also consumed a large amount of ammunition.
At this moment, the North Gate had shifted from suppressing fire to coordinated fire.
The High School and civilian Jujutsu Sorcerers also began to go all out.
Then Tamamo-no-Mae saw a man with a magnificent physique, exuding a wild aura, moving back and forth seven times in her Cursed Spirit army.
Yuki Tsukumo, who had endured Dhruv's Domain for 3 minutes, had consumed a bit too much Cursed Energy.
She had now reduced her large-scale Cursed Spirit annihilation actions and instead focused on finding and exorcising Advanced Cursed Spirits.
Only Toji Fushiguro, that terrifyingly persistent man, was still fighting madly in the Cursed Spirit army.
Aside from the two Special Grades, Mei Mei was the most active in combat.
The great axe, delivering powerful impacts, continuously chopped down in Mei Mei's hands.
One Cursed Spirit after another was split open like firewood.
"One million in hand, where is the next million..."
Mei Mei's eyes gleamed as she looked at the Cursed Spirits.
The Jujutsu Headquarters had put a price on these Cursed Spirits.
Just like in ancient wars, where a head was worth a certain amount of money.
Therefore, Mei Mei had burst out with unimaginable fighting spirit in this battle.
West Gate, the most chaotic gate.
Tamamo-no-Mae didn't care much about the situation at the West Gate at first.
The main attack direction for this battle was the North Gate, and the secondary was the East Gate.
She hadn't paid much attention to the West Gate initially.
She had only let Ootengu lead a team to suppress it.
However, what Tamamo-no-Mae didn't expect was that Ootengu not only failed to suppress the West Gate.
Even the Cursed Spirit army at the West Gate was in disarray and on the verge of scattering and fleeing.
Soon, Tamamo-no-Mae found the reason.
A white-haired figure, like a feline, was elegantly and lethally moving through the Cursed Spirit army.
One Advanced Cursed Spirit after another, which Tamamo-no-Mae had parasitically controlled with her Spirit Butterfly Technique to command the Cursed Spirits' actions, was being exorcised by him.
"How does he know which Cursed Spirits I'm controlling? Wait, white hair, blue eyes... is that guy the Six Eyes?"
At this moment, Gojo Satoru was dancing among the Cursed Spirit army.
"1, 2, 3, 4~, 5, 6, 7, 8..."
After a set of Jujutsu calisthenics, another Cursed Spirit was beaten to death by Gojo Satoru's wild punches.
Then Gojo Satoru performed an elegant backflip, dodging the attacks of other Cursed Spirits.
"My Cursed Technique Burnout has also recovered quite a bit..."
Gojo Satoru looked at his distinctly jointed fingers, and a small blue orb began to appear in his hand.
Cursed Technique Reversal: Blue.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. What shall we play next?"
Gojo Satoru looked at the surrounding Cursed Spirit army.
He had already exorcised most of the Advanced Cursed Spirits.
Now, the Cursed Spirits at the West Gate had begun to become chaotic due to losing their command.
Many of these Cursed Spirits were spontaneously heading towards the West Gate position due to the human aura emanating from the West Gate front line.
But even more were scattering and fleeing in confusion.
"Huh? What's that?"
Gojo Satoru looked at a Cursed Spirit about ten meters tall, with a well-proportioned body, resembling a cylinder.
The image of the Cursed Spirit kept changing in Gojo Satoru's mind.
Disgusting Cursed Spirit, round Cursed Spirit, hot dog, no, no, that's a bit of an insult to a pink and tender hot dog.
Finally, the image of the Cursed Spirit was defined by Gojo Satoru as... a gopher.
"Yosh, let's play Whac-A-Mole."
Gojo Satoru happily decided on his next project.
The Blue in his hand began to grow larger.
A small, man-sized black hole appeared.
"Heave-ho."
Gojo Satoru leaped high, his hands gripping the Blue in the air as if holding a hammer high above his head.
With one "hammer" smash.
The Cursed Spirit, which Gojo Satoru regarded as a "gopher," was instantly blown apart. The Cursed Spirit's ten-meter-tall body was torn to shreds by Blue, finally turning into Cursed Energy and remnants.
"Next one, ah, this one's good."
Gojo Satoru set his sights on another large Cursed Spirit.
At this moment, the West Gate position nearby breathed a sigh of relief as the number of large Cursed Spirits continuously decreased.
"East... East Gate, the East Gate has Koko and that battle maniac, so it must be fine."
As for the South Gate, Tamamo-no-Mae had just been ganged up on and returned from there.
Tamamo-no-Mae looked towards the East Gate with her last shred of hope.
Then... hope was shattered.
The situation at the East Gate also left Tamamo-no-Mae somewhat confused.
If the North Gate battlefield was a true battlefield.
Then the South Gate battlefield was like an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Suguru Geto was like a college student eating at a buffet for the first time; he wouldn't stop until he had eaten so much that food was at his throat, on the verge of spewing out with every step.
The West Gate was an amusement (execution) ground.
Gojo Satoru was inviting the Cursed Spirits of the West Gate to experience one fun (terrifying) game (execution) after another.
The East Gate, on the other hand, was a farm.
Under Medea's Spell, countless Rabbit Escapes, carrying the scent of lures, moved through the Cursed Spirit army.
One Cursed Spirit after another, with wide-open mouths, chased after the cute bunnies everywhere.
The Dragon Tooth Soldiers and Jujutsu Sorcerers acted as diligent farmers, harvesting all these low-grade Cursed Spirits whose attention was completely elsewhere.
The Advanced Cursed Spirits had been mostly exorcised by Eichi and Artoria.
The Jujutsu Sorcerers at the East Gate even felt a sense of emotion, realizing that they could actually harvest Cursed Spirits that outnumbered them by hundreds of times.
This was something he could brag about for a lifetime.
Boom.
A large, gorilla-like Cursed Spirit suddenly pounced, grabbing a Rabbit Escape and about to put it into its mouth.
"Hey! Bunnies are so cute, how dare you eat a bunny? Take this, my Thousand Years of Death!"
The Jujutsu Sorcerer raised his long sword and stabbed.
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