An instant before those slashes and venom could touch Yamada's body, two Truth-Seeking Orbs suddenly flew out, transforming in mid-air into a hemispherical barrier that firmly protected Yamada at its center.
Clang... Clang...
The storm-like sure-hit attacks of the domain slammed against the barrier formed by the Truth-Seeking Orbs.
But the result caused Kenjaku's heart to sink into an ice cellar.
Those slashes, which could easily shred even a Special Grade Cursed Tool, were dissolved and erased without causing even a single ripple upon contact with the black barrier.
All Cursed Energy that touched the Truth-Seeking Orbs returned to nothingness in an instant.
"Impossible! My domain's sure-hit effect was neutralized?!" Kenjaku's face was contorted with extreme disbelief.
"It's time to end this, thousand-year-old rat."
The cold voice pierced through the roar of the domain.
Yamada retracted the Truth-Seeking Orb barrier and gripped the Kusanagi Sword with his right hand.
Surging Six Paths level Chakra began to pour frantically into the blade. Lightning jumped and compressed on the blade, finally transforming into a black lightning edge that radiated an aura capable of cutting through space.
Yamada stepped back half a pace with his right leg, his waist suddenly exerting force as his body coiled like a fully drawn bow.
Six Paths: Chidori Sharp Spear!
Swish!
Yamada swung his sword.
A black crescent-shaped slash, hundreds of meters long and composed of ultimate Yin-Yang Release lightning, flew from the blade.
Kenjaku's domain, that towering pillar composed of countless Cursed Energy and flesh, was smoothly sliced in two from the middle the moment it touched the black lightning slash.
Immediately following that, the spatial rules constituting the domain were forcibly torn apart by the Six Paths power.
Crack! Crash!
The entire dark space shattered like a broken mirror, peeling away and collapsing piece by piece.
The scene of the external underground platform came back into view.
The backlash from the domain's destruction caused Kenjaku to vomit a large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
His legs gave way, and he knelt in the ruins. This body belonging to Suguru was already at the brink of collapse.
"I... how could I lose here... My Culling Game has only just begun..."
Kenjaku panted heavily, a flash of determination in his eyes.
Discard this body! As long as the brain escapes and finds any living person to parasitize, he can make a comeback!
Rip!
The bizarre ring of stitches atop Suguru's head burst open.
The skull was flipped open, and an ugly brain with sharp, dense teeth and covered in grooves suddenly shot out from the cranial cavity.
This brain with a mouth erupted with incredible jumping power, heading straight for a dark ventilation duct not far away.
"Trying to slip away?"
Yamada stood ten paces away, not even bothered to give chase.
His right eye's Eternal Mangekyo suddenly focused.
Amaterasu!
Puff!
Before that ugly brain flying through the air could even dive into the ventilation duct, a cluster of pitch-black flames ignited on it without warning.
"Gyaaaaaaaa!!!"
An extremely sharp and piercing shriek, seemingly capable of puncturing eardrums, erupted from the mouth filled with sharp teeth.
Kenjaku's brain twisted and struggled frantically in mid-air. It desperately channeled its remaining Cursed Energy to try and peel off the ignited outer layer, but the black flames were like maggots on a bone, burning directly through its soul and consciousness.
Thud.
The brain, now a ball of fire, fell onto the concrete floor, rolled twice, and then went completely silent.
In just a few short seconds, this mastermind who had lived for a thousand years, plotted against countless Jujutsu Sorcerers, and orchestrated the entire Shibuya Incident and Culling Game, was burned into a pinch of insignificant ash along with his twisted ambitions by this inextinguishable black karmic fire.
Yamada sheathed the Kusanagi Sword and gave a casual wave. The black flames were extinguished.
In his mind, the system's crisp notification arrived as expected.
[Ding! Detected host has killed the thousand-year Curse User, Kenjaku!]
[Forcibly crushed the Womb Profusion domain, eliminated the mastermind of the Culling Game, and completely terminated the thousand-year conspiracy!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Dimension Points: 50,000!]
Fifty thousand points.
The generous income caused Yamada to curl his lips in satisfaction.
He glanced at the pile of ash on the ground, then turned his gaze not far away. There, the Prison Realm lay quietly in the pile of rubble.
The bloodshot eyeballs on its surface were tightly closed, emitting a heart-palpitating sealing power.
Yamada walked over and bent down to pick up this heavy special grade cursed object. In his hands, which possessed the Six Paths power, even the mass of the Prison Realm that repelled all external forces had to obediently submit.
Kamui!
The spatial vortex of his right eye spun, and the Prison Realm was tossed into the alternate dimension.
Although Satoru was sealed, it wouldn't hurt to keep him in there for a few days to grind down his temperament.
Anyway, the Inverted Spear of Heaven used to open it was in Toji's hands. When to let him out would depend on his mood.
"Yamada-san!"
From the other end of the passage, the sound of hurried footsteps approached.
Yuji, clutching a puncture wound in his abdomen, stumbled into the fifth underground floor with the support of Megumi.
Following behind them were a wary Nanami Kento, Maki, and Toji, who had just finished clearing the perimeter.
Everyone gasped as they looked at the devastated platform, which appeared as if it had been struck by a meteorite.
"Where is the man in the robe?"
Nanami Kento pushed up his damaged goggles and scanned the surroundings. Aside from a headless corpse, there was no trace of the mastermind.
"Ashed him."
Yamada shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to face the group of battered Jujutsu Sorcerers.
"Along with his brain, burned until not even a speck of dust remains."
The group's breathing hitched.
The mastermind who had planned this unprecedented Shibuya terrorist attack and turned all of Tokyo into a purgatory was dead just like that?
"Then what about Gojo-sensei?!" Yuji looked around anxiously but couldn't see the familiar tall figure.
"Locked in that box. I've got it."
Yamada didn't offer much explanation, simply looking up at the precarious ceiling above.
"However, what you should be worried about now isn't that white-haired guy."
Just as Yamada finished speaking, the entire earth of Tokyo suddenly let out a dull roar.
A visible translucent barrier ripple erupted from deep underground, like an invisible storm, instantly sweeping across the entire map of Japan.
The Culling Game had officially descended!
Countless ancient Sorcerers sleeping across the land were incarnated and awakened, while the brains of ordinary people with latent Jujutsu talent were forcibly remodeled in an instant.
Ten massive barriers rose across Japan, dragging tens of millions of people into a brutal killing game.
"This... what is this Cursed Energy fluctuation?!"
Nanami Kento's expression changed drastically. He could feel countless violent and evil Cursed Energy signatures appearing out of thin air in the surrounding atmosphere.
"This is the final gift that brain left for you before he died."
Yamada stepped forward, passing by everyone as he walked toward the stairs leading to the surface.
"A killing game with all of Japan as the stage. The rules are simple: kill, earn points, or be killed."
He stopped, turned his head, and glanced at them with his deep Rinnegan.
"Break time is over, brats. The true chaotic era has only just begun."
Leaving behind these words, Yamada took Toji and strode away, disappearing into the end of the dark passage.
Yuji and the others were left standing there, feeling the tremors of the earth, an unprecedented solemnity rising in their eyes.
The Shibuya Incident concluded with the death of Kenjaku and the sealing of Satoru.
But the bloody curtain of the Culling Game had already slowly begun to rise over this land.