Chapter 266 Collapsed Infinity

Ryan's words made Gojo Satoru tense for the briefest of moments, his casual smirk faltering just enough for those with sharp eyes to notice. But it didn't last. In the blink of an eye, Gojo removed his blindfold, his piercing blue eyes now fixed on Ryan with a laser focus that seemed to pierce through reality itself.

A chuckle escaped Gojo's lips, the cocky grin returning to his face as he spoke with his usual swagger. "Heh, doesn't matter who you are. But you've certainly got some guts." His voice oozed with the kind of arrogance that only someone as powerful as Gojo could afford. "Unfortunately for you, it's not going to save you."

Without a second thought, Gojo's hand shot up, fingers snapping into a precise, effortless gesture.

"Domain Expansion: Infinite Void!"

The words rolled off his tongue with the same casualness as if he were announcing his lunch order. Instantly, a vast black sphere expanded, consuming everything in its wake. The space around them became an endless expanse of infinite contradictions—white light stretching into an abyss of nothingness. Then, without warning, the world flickered, plunging into absolute, suffocating darkness.

Ryan was suspended in the Void, surrounded by an oppressive silence that felt like an eternity. In the distance, Gojo stood confidently, as if he owned the very space itself.

"Welcome to my domain," Gojo's voice rang out, its sharpness cutting through the stillness. He couldn't resist adding a little flair to his speech, leaning into his natural arrogance. "In here, you're nothing. You can't see, hear, or feel a damn thing. You're just... waiting. Helpless. And death? It's coming for you, whether you realize it or not."

He let the words hang in the air, a smug grin plastered on his face. "By the time you even start to feel it, it'll already be too late."

Gojo's presence in the Infinite Void was nothing short of overwhelming. He wasn't just a threat; he was a god in his own domain, and everyone—especially Ryan—was a mere spectator in his perfect, unchallenged world.

But instead of panic, Ryan's response was a calm, confident smile. "You overestimate yourself," he replied, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade.

Suddenly, his eyes turned a brilliant golden hue, the Rinnegan pattern rippling through them like a divine power manifesting. Before Gojo could react, an overwhelming force erupted from Ryan, radiating outward and consuming the domain itself.

The Infinite Void began to collapse. The boundless space, once immovable and absolute, started to shrink as if it were being swallowed whole by an unseen power.

Gojo's confident smirk vanished, replaced by wide-eyed disbelief. "What… what's happening?!" he stammered, his usual composure shattered. He tried to reinforce the domain, but it was too late.

The void vanished.

In an instant, both men were back in the real world, standing in the same place they had been moments before, as though nothing had happened. But Gojo knew better. His domain—his invincible Infinite Void—had been undone. Not broken, not overpowered, but erased.

Gojo's mind raced, struggling to process the impossible. "This... this has never happened before. My domain—it was perfect! I deployed it, and yet now... it's gone. Completely wiped out!"

He spun toward Ryan, his voice a mix of confusion and rising frustration. "What did you do?!"

Ryan's smile remained unnervingly calm, his golden eyes gleaming with a power that felt almost otherworldly. "It's simple," he replied, his tone detached, almost clinical. "I compressed your domain... and stored it in my own dimensional space."

Gojo's breath hitched. The gravity of the situation slammed into him like a freight train. A technique that could not only bypass his Infinite Void but absorb it entirely? For the first time in years, a chill ran down Gojo Satoru's spine.

Satoru Gojo's expression darkened. He couldn't deny the evidence of Ryan's overwhelming power. Despite his best efforts to continue fighting, Ryan's unrelenting strength left him reeling, caught entirely off guard.

Ryan wasn't just powerful—he was extraordinary. His Saiyan blood coursed through his veins, granting him limitless potential, while his ability to lift restrictions on his power only amplified his strength by the second. Each moment that passed made Ryan far stronger than the one before. It was a terrifying prospect for any opponent, even one as formidable as Satoru Gojo.

And now, without breaking a sweat, Ryan had unlocked Super Saiyan mode.

But against Gojo, he didn't even need it. Ryan chose to rely on simple, ordinary attacks to prove his superiority.

In an instant, Ryan struck. A single, devastating punch.

Gojo Satoru crumpled to the ground, his body wrecked by the sheer force of the blow. Blood dripped from his lips as he struggled to move, but his strength had utterly abandoned him. The once-invincible sorcerer was completely defeated, incapable of continuing the fight.

Gojo, in his dazed state, managed a weak chuckle, though it was laced with disbelief. "How... how is this possible?" he rasped, his voice hoarse from the impact. "I've never—I've never been beaten like this."

Ryan's gaze hardened as he looked down at Gojo, not an ounce of sympathy in his eyes. "You've never been pushed to your limits because you've always relied on your power, believing you're invincible. But claiming invincibility when you've never come close to destroying a planet? You've never faced true destruction. You don't even understand the potential for real, catastrophic force."

Ryan's voice was calm, but there was an undeniable edge to it. "I'm not just stronger than you. I am the kind of force that could destroy everything—your invincibility doesn't even scratch the surface of what true power looks like. Your domain, your Limitless technique—none of it means a thing against someone who has broken through every barrier you've ever set for yourself."

Gojo's eyes widened, his breaths shallow as the weight of Ryan's words hit him. He had never considered that his power, for all its grandeur, could be so easily surpassed by someone with a far deeper well of strength. For the first time in his life, Gojo felt what it meant to truly be invincible—and it wasn't him. It was Ryan.

Ryan stepped forward, his presence emanating an otherworldly pressure, as his Rinnegan flared with a deep, celestial light. With a subtle gesture, he invoked the King of Hell—an ancient being capable of manipulating the very soul. The King of Hell's enormous, intimidating form loomed behind Ryan, its eyes gleaming with cold, divine authority.

A wave of energy pulsed through the air as the King of Hell's gaze focused on Gojo. In an instant, Gojo's entire soul was gripped by its power. His body stiffened, and his once-glowing eyes momentarily dulled. However, the change was brief, for Gojo's unparalleled will, his pride, and his confidence refused to fully bend. Though Ryan's control over his soul was undeniable, Gojo's spirit remained fiercely independent.

Gojo's eyes snapped back to their piercing blue intensity, and though the influence of the King of Hell still lingered, he refused to show any signs of weakness. His lips curled into a smile—albeit a different one than before, one that carried more respect than arrogance.

"So this is the kind of power you wield, huh?" Gojo's voice was laced with amusement, his pride unbroken. He stood tall, his stance confident despite the soul manipulation at play. "Interesting. But don't think for a second that just because you bound my soul, you've beaten me. No one controls me—not for long."

Ryan's expression was unreadable, but there was an undercurrent of something sharp, calculating, in his gaze. "I'm not here to break you, Gojo. I'm here to make you an ally. Help me rid this world of the cursed spirits. After that, you can go back to your precious life. The choice is yours."

Gojo's lips twitched into an almost mocking grin. "You're assuming that you can give me a 'choice.'" He took a step forward, his eyes never leaving Ryan's. "But, fine. I'll help you. I'll play along—for now. But mark my words, the moment I get the chance, I'll be back to doing things my way."

Despite the fact that his soul was under Ryan's control, Gojo's defiance remained undeterred. The King of Hell's influence might have bent his will temporarily, but Gojo's mind was sharp, and his confidence was as strong as ever.

"Let's see if you can handle me when I'm on your side, Ryan," Gojo continued, a grin stretching across his face. "Just because I'm working for you doesn't mean I'm going to be docile. I'll wipe out those cursed spirits, sure. But the moment that's over, don't think you've won. You're going to be dealing with me on my terms, not yours."

Ryan's gaze softened ever so slightly, sensing Gojo's true nature was far from broken. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips, but it was one of understanding, not victory. "I wouldn't expect anything less from you, Gojo. Just remember, when we're done, you'll be free."

Gojo chuckled darkly, his confidence unwavering. "We'll see about that. But right now, let's get this over with. Those cursed spirits won't stand a chance."

With a reluctant nod, Gojo turned, ready to fight, his mind still unyielding and his pride intact, even as he walked alongside Ryan. The King of Hell's hold may have influenced him, but it was clear—Gojo Satoru was not a man to be subdued easily, not even by something as powerful as soul manipulation.

Ryan gave a small nod of approval. With Gojo under his control, the path ahead promised no resistance. The world of strong fighters would fall one by one, and Ryan's ascension to power had only just begun.

After the battle, Mahito and several others gathered around Ryan, their gazes filled with awe and admiration.

Jogo's fiery gaze flickered with a mixture of disbelief and admiration as he observed Gojo under Ryan's control. The sorcerer, once a symbol of invincibility, now stood as a tool, willingly serving someone else's will.

"As expected of someone like you," Mahito murmured, his voice both reverent and disbelieving, the weight of Ryan's power sinking in. "Such power... To bring down Gojo like this... it's beyond anything I ever imagined."

Jogo, still reeling from the sight of Gojo's defiance shattered, let out a low chuckle, his voice tinged with awe. "To think that an existence like Satoru Gojo could be dealt with so effortlessly..." He shook his head in disbelief, the sheer magnitude of Ryan's control over Gojo leaving him almost speechless. "This... this is what true strength looks like, isn't it?"

These weren't mere words of flattery. Their admiration was sincere, born from witnessing an overwhelming display of dominance.

Nearby, Tsunade watched the scene with astonishment etched across her face. Her disbelief was palpable.

"So that's it?" she asked, her voice laced with incredulity. "Wasn't he supposed to be the strongest in this world? And yet… you defeated him so easily. Just how immense is your strength now?"

Ryan stood quietly for a moment, his gaze drifting as if contemplating the very nature of his strength. His expression remained calm, almost serene, but there was an underlying weight to his words when he finally spoke.

"To be honest, even I don't fully know," Ryan confessed, his tone laid-back but carrying a deep sense of truth. "I'm growing stronger every second. Every moment that passes, my power evolves beyond what it was the moment before. It's like I'm constantly leveling up."

He paused, his eyes scanning the horizon as if searching for something that might provide the challenge he once craved. "There used to be opponents—worthy ones. Fighting them was exhilarating, like I had something real to strive against. But now…" He shrugged, his easy smile never faltering. "Now, it's rare to find anyone who even comes close to touching my limits. Most fights feel like I'm just... playing around."

Ryan's tone was light, almost casual, but there was a hint of something deeper—something that spoke of boredom, of a power that had transcended the very concept of a worthy adversary. "It's like everyone else is stuck in a different league. The thrill of the fight isn't really there anymore." He let out a small chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. "Guess I'll just have to wait and see if anyone from you guys can catch up."

Tsunade stared at him, speechless. The gap between them wasn't just vast—it was insurmountable. She had always prided herself on being one of the strongest, yet compared to Ryan, her strength felt insignificant.

While others relied on rewards or training to grow stronger, Ryan had surpassed all limits naturally. His power now bordered on invincibility.

"This way," Gojo said, his eyes unwavering as he motioned toward the distance. "I'll lead us to the Jujutsu Sorcerers."

The group followed, their thoughts heavy with the realization of Ryan's strength. In a world where power was everything, he stood alone at the pinnacle—untouchable and unmatched.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Kakashi and his team were walking along a quiet road.

"Did you feel that just now?" Sasuke asked, his eyes narrowing as he glanced toward the distant horizon. "There was a powerful force—it erupted all of a sudden, then vanished just as quickly."

Naruto nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it was over in seconds. Definitely a fight."

Kakashi, ever the seasoned strategist, weighed in, his tone thoughtful. "The duration was short, but the intensity of that power was undeniable. Whoever was involved must be incredibly strong."

The group fell silent, processing Kakashi's observation. His years of experience gave weight to his words, and none of them doubted his assessment.

Naruto broke the silence, his curiosity burning bright. "I wonder who was fighting? Whoever it was, that kind of power was way beyond anything those cursed spirits we've dealt with could muster. Maybe it was…" He hesitated, a glint of realization sparking in his eyes. "...the strongest in this world."

At those words, Sasuke and Kakashi exchanged knowing glances. They were both thinking the same thing.

"Gojo Satoru," Sasuke muttered, his tone serious.

Before they set out on their mission, Ryan had briefed them on the major players in this world, emphasizing one name above all others: Gojo Satoru, a sorcerer whose strength was said to be unmatched.

Kakashi adjusted his headband and turned to his team. "If Gojo was the one who released that power, we can't waste any time. It's likely that Ryan has already crossed paths with him."

Naruto clenched his fists, his determination flaring. "Then let's move! If we're going to be among the top contenders, we can't let Ryan handle everything himself!"

Kakashi smirked beneath his mask. "Exactly. If we don't hurry, there won't be anyone left to challenge. Let's go!"

Sasuke and Naruto nodded in unison, and the three of them picked up their pace, their goal clear in their minds.

But just as they were discussing their plan, a lone figure appeared on the path ahead of them.

The boy looked like a high school student, his posture calm and composed. He wasn't particularly tall, but his presence was anything but ordinary. His jet-black hair framed a strikingly handsome face, and his dark eyes seemed to pierce through them, carrying an unsettling serenity.

Kakashi stopped in his tracks, signaling the others to do the same.

"Careful," Kakashi warned, his tone low and measured. "He doesn't look ordinary."

The boy stood silently, his gaze fixed on them, as if waiting to see what they would do next.

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