Chapter 180 Thousands of years ago, this place was called Heian-kyo...

The navy blue figure had gentle eyes. He held the box of desserts and handed it forward with an extremely calm expression.

“……” Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the box of matcha glutinous rice balls.

The slightly wrinkled details of the outer packaging indicate the hurried comings and goings of the black-haired young man.

Gojo Satoru originally just wanted to get rid of the other party and deal with the end of his finger, but he didn't expect that the man really took the superficial reason as an important matter. He rushed to the neighboring Uji City and then to Kyoto, and came back with freshly baked desserts.

At such a tense moment, the sudden delivery of a dessert seemed a bit incongruous.

But a long-lost sense of peace emerged in Gojo Satoru's heart.

Under the gaze of those warm brown eyes, my complicated and chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down, just like boiling water slowly calming down.

This kind of daily conversation and interaction helped him escape from the emotional whirlpool he was in.

Gojo Satoru reached out his hand and took the box of pastries. The criss-cross wounds on his cheeks were repaired using the reverse technique, but the bloodstains were still there, rubbed off and leaving a few faint marks that looked like smudges.

Jiang Lai smiled and tapped his cheek to signal the other party: "Wash it with water later, such a beautiful face has turned into a big tabby cat."

"A super invincible handsome guy is handsome no matter what - but it doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru didn't seem to care about this. His pure white eyelashes drooped slightly, and he pinched a light green dumpling and put it into his mouth.

"Is this the one you wanted? I hope I didn't buy the wrong one." Jiang Lai said.

"Ah, yes, it's this sweet yet not greasy matcha glutinous rice ball - as expected, I have always liked their desserts."

The white-haired man replied with a drawn-out syllable, and he sat in the ruins with the box in one hand, chewing and swallowing the glutinous rice between his lips and teeth.

Perhaps it was because the sweetness replenished his mental and physical strength, or because the person beside him was reflected in the glass bead blue eyes, Gojo Satoru's tense mind relaxed a lot, and the sharp and chaotic curse power seemed to be smoothed out.

It was like a big white cat with its fur standing on end being soothed. The swinging amplitude of its heavy tail gradually decreased, and finally it rested steadily on the ground.

The Ryoumen Sukuna on the opposite side raised his eyebrows almost to the sky. If he had not been judging the trend of the cursed energy in the space ahead, he would have swung out the cursed blade to smash the scene in front of him.

... Are you kidding me? Eating on the battlefield? Do you think this is some kind of kid's game?

The King of Curses narrowed his scarlet eyes, reversed the technique to repair his own broken technique, put his hands together, and prepared to expand his domain again.

Gojo Satoru on the opposite side sensed the fluctuation of cursed energy in the air. He raised his eyes and stared at the two Sukuna standing opposite him with his clear blue eyes. His originally loose expression became focused again and he was ready to fight back.

However, there was someone present who moved faster. The black-haired young man raised his right hand, and the suddenly expanded space barrier pushed the figure on the opposite side away, creating an open space across the sky, making the distance between the two people exceed the maximum distance of the field expansion!

This elastic space barrier has no offensive capabilities and even has limited defensive capabilities.

But it does distance well enough to disrupt the field collisions.

Before Gojo Satoru could even stand up, a pair of hands were placed on his shoulders.

"Haven't you finished eating yet? Take a good rest." Jiang Lai, wearing a navy blue kimono, looked forward with a gentle and comfortable profile. "You have already opened up your domain once, so leave the rest to me."

In the battle between realms, the more people there are, the better. Even friendly forces will interfere with each other.

Gojo Satoru understood this objective fact in his heart, but his expression still showed a hint of confusion.

...Who on earth is this person in front of me, that he could do this for me? This guy is clearly someone I don't even know of, but would he do this just because of his paranoia?

With his mind wavering, Gojo Satoru swept his opponent's hand, stood up and said, "No need. This is my fight."

He stood in front of them in a casual and carefree manner, and said in a raised tone: "Thank you for the desserts. Now go to the back." He raised one hand, and his six eyes were dazzling, "--I am the strongest."

"I am the strongest."

Countless nights, such self-talk was repeated in his heart, making him accustomed to loneliness and responsibility.

Whether he was once a sorcerer or is now a curser, Gojo Satoru has always carried the title of "the strongest" and stood at the forefront of everyone.

"Of course, you are the best." Jiang Lai nodded in affirmation, and he replied naturally, "But, this does not mean that you have to do everything."

"Given the current situation, it's more appropriate for me to do it." Jiang Lai took a step forward, turned his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and said gently, "--You can stand behind me, or stand beside me."

The morning breeze lifted the navy blue hem of his clothes. The black-haired young man had a bright expression, and a kind of flowing self-confidence floated lightly beside him. His aura made people feel extremely at ease.

'Behind', 'Beside'.

These two choices are usually the strongest ones that can be given to others, but now they are given by others.

"..." Gojo Satoru paused for a moment and was speechless for a moment.

Just at this moment, a powerful cursed blade suddenly split open the fluctuating space barrier in front!

The cold and powerful cursed energy shattered the hard concrete ground, and the ground cracked into the shape of a dense spider web the moment the cherry-pink-haired figure fell.

Ryoumen Sukuna landed steadily not far in front of him, his hands clasped together, his expression was one of impatience and coldness. The King of Curses did not waste time and directly launched the domain.

"——【Demon Subduing Chef】."

A neat yet bizarre shrine rose up from the ground, the white and miserable cow bones piled up into a tall building, the cold blood spread over the ankles, and the semi-open area enveloped Gojo Satoru and Jiang Lai in an instant!

Standing in the blood that was sure to hit him, Jiang Lai did not look nervous at all.

His eyes fell on Ryoumen Sukuna across from him, and he took a deep breath and suddenly laughed: "It seems that you don't know me... But it doesn't matter, I remember you this time."

Ryoumen Sukuna raised his eyebrows, pulled up the corners of his lips to reveal his sharp canine teeth: "Huh?"

Jiang Lai is not sure whether there are any specific settings that [exist] in the Tower of Forked Paths (after all, he has removed this key link), but no matter what, it is an established fact that Ryomen Sukuna is imprisoned in Yuji Itadori's body.

The appearance of Ryomen Sukuna now is due to the conspiracy of the high-level curse techniques and the Supervisory Committee, which allowed Yuji Itadori to absorb multiple fingers in large quantities, causing him to lose consciousness and his body was temporarily controlled by Ryomen Sukuna.

In essence, the owner of the body is still Yuji Itadori.

In other words, there is no need for them to fight to the death with Ryomen Sukuna.

The exhilarating and bloody battle was exactly what Rotten Orange, the Regulatory Commission, and Ryomen Sukuna wanted.

In this situation, there is no need to insist on a physical fight. Just push Ryomen Sukuna back cleanly and let him continue to stay in jail.

And it is not difficult for Jiang Lai to do this.

All it takes is a small reversal of time and space to turn the opponent's body back to the moment when Yuji Itadori was conscious.

It is somewhat difficult to directly touch the two Sukuna with the technique, so it is better to open the domain first and use the domain's guaranteed hit effect to implement it.

Even if we can't destroy Ryomen Sukuna's Demon-Subduing Cookware, having the upper hand for a few seconds is enough.

His thoughts were extremely clear and his eyes were extremely calm. He put his hands together precisely and made a gesture of expanding his territory.

The figure in the navy blue kimono raised her eyelashes slightly and whispered between her breaths: "——【兆载千秋尧】."

In the next new moment, a scene of different colors spread out from behind Jiang Lai.

The boundless and vast river wrapped around the entire space, and its waves swept away the bloody buffalo bones that were originally there, washing them clean.

The stars, the sun and the moon are flowing and floating in the vast river of time and space. An incomparably powerful force is swallowing up the original area of ​​the bone shrine!

Logically speaking, Jiang Lai's domain belongs to the complete domain, and its margin should be smaller than Sukuna's semi-open domain. Ryomen Sukuna can still break Jiang Lai's domain from the outside like he did with Gojo Satoru.

However, the vast galaxy before their eyes was unexpectedly broad. The long river washed away the blood and dust, surrounding and enveloping the entire city in circles. It was even broader than Sukuna's semi-open areas.

The stars, sun, and moon in the long river themselves do not have sharp offensive capabilities, but they have an irresistible power that can disintegrate the original Demon-Subduing Chef bit by bit.

...How is it possible?!

Ryoumen Sukuna narrowed his scarlet eyes, and the melting of the technique caused by the second destruction of his domain made his chest feel heavy. He mobilized his cursed power to reverse the technique to repair the melting, and at the same time, he felt a rare wave of emotion in his heart.

The boundaries of this field are too broad.

Jiang Lai stood among the sun, moon and stars in the Changhe Realm. His black hair and navy blue kimono were not bright colors, but as he stood there, he had a glow that was as bright as the rising sun of tomorrow.

Not so dazzling, but dazzling enough.

In the vast area, Jiang Lai held the book in one hand and put it to his lips with a nonchalant attitude, but he was actually a little surprised in his heart.

If this realm had unfolded a thousand years ago, Jiang Lai would not have been surprised at all, after all, he was at the peak of his strength at that time.

But now, even though the power from his patriarch's [source] had nourished and restored some of his thousand-year-old strength, it was still relatively limited.

Logically speaking, the world that unfolds in reality wouldn't be so grand...why is there such a grand scene here?

In the long river of territory, Gojo Wu’s eye curtains were raised. He was silent, and his blue eyes reflected the vast stars in the distance.

Jiang Lai caught a glimpse of the tall white-haired figure standing beside him, and had a vague guess about the reason for this grand scene.

——Just as he had previously deduced, this world was constructed based on Gojo Satoru’s memories, and its strength was naturally linked to it.

Although the Forked Path Tower blocked Gojo Satoru's clear memories of himself, his subconscious still has some influence on this world.

Gojo Satoru subconsciously believed that he was very strong, which was why he was able to develop such a vast domain.

Jiang Lai couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips that were covered by the book. He thought half-jokingly:

The edge of Zhaozai Qianqiu Yao can surpass the semi-open area of ​​the King of Curses here... I didn't expect that in Wu's heart, I am still so strong?

Or perhaps, deep in Gojo Satoru's memory, there will always be such a boundless river of stars.

It is majestic, grand, and beautiful, shining brightly in the silence, covering the entire Kyoto - a thousand years ago, the name here was Heian-kyo.