Shibuya Station, B5F, Fukutoshin Line Platform.
Shattered support pillars lay wedged between the tracks, and the air was filled with the acrid smell of high-density cursed energy burning.
Most of the flesh on Kenjaku's back had been torn away by the violent repulsive force of Shinra Tensei, exposing his pale spine to the air. It trembled slightly with each laboured breath.
This Special Grade body, painstakingly cultivated over countless years, seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
Rin advanced step by step through the debris and blood, carrying the Kusanagi Sword wreathed in purple lightning.
"A thousand years of life have given you the delusion that you can play with everyone in the palm of your hand."
His voice echoed through the ruined platform with an icy chill.
"Did you think that starting the Culling Game and dragging all of Japan down with you would make me hesitate to kill you?"
Kenjaku struggled to prop up his ruined body.
His grey-blue eyes locked onto Rin, and the fear within them gradually gave way to the madness of a cornered beast.
Over the past thousand years, he had survived countless desperate situations.
But not even the Six Eyes users of old had ever reduced him to such a pathetic state.
Because the man before him obeyed no logic whatsoever.
"You arrogant fool..."
"Do you really think you've already won?!"
Kenjaku bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with Special Grade cursed energy.
Despite his crippled body, his hands formed seals at dazzling speed.
"Even if I die..."
"I'll drag you to hell with me!"
Boom!
An immense and malevolent surge of cursed energy erupted around him.
Its quality was so overwhelming that even the surrounding rubble began floating into the air.
"Domain Expansion!"
"Womb Profusion!"
The instant those words were spoken, the entirety of B5F was rewritten.
Endless darkness swallowed the platform.
Between the two men rose a grotesque pillar of flesh.
It was composed of severed limbs, distorted human faces, and tangled internal organs, stretching skyward like a monstrous tree.
At its summit, an enormous female face silently screamed.
An oppressive pressure filled the Domain.
The air itself became heavy, like liquid mercury.
This was Kenjaku's masterpiece.
The culmination of a thousand years of experimentation and countless stolen techniques.
An open-barrier Domain.
The moment Womb Profusion manifested, its guaranteed-hit effect activated.
Around the pillar of flesh, tens of thousands of gravity-infused slashes formed from highly concentrated cursed energy descended like a storm.
Mixed among them was venom capable of corroding the soul itself.
"Inside Womb Profusion..."
"Become a heap of rotten flesh!"
Kenjaku roared beneath the towering pillar.
Faced with an attack capable of reducing even Special Grade sorcerers to pieces.. Heh~
Rin stopped.
He raised his head and looked at the nauseating structure before him.
The Six-Tomoe Rinnegan in his left eye and the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan in his right glowed eerily in the darkness.
"A Domain?"
Rin sneered.
"A junkyard built with such pathetic laws doesn't deserve to be called a Domain."
Vrrr—!!
Six pitch-black Truth-Seeking Balls appeared behind him without warning.
The power born from the fusion of Yin-Yang Release and the Five Elemental Transformations.
The embodiment of the world's ultimate laws.
Just before the gravity slashes and soul-corroding venom could touch him.. Two Truth-Seeking Balls shot forward.
They transformed into a hemispherical black barrier that enveloped Rin.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Boom!
The endless guaranteed-hit attacks crashed violently against the shield.
But the result plunged Kenjaku's heart into despair.
The gravity slashes that could tear apart Special Grade Cursed Tools dissolved like snow beneath the sun the moment they touched the thin black membrane.
They vanished without causing even the slightest ripple.
Any cursed energy that came into contact with the Truth-Seeking Balls was erased from existence.
"Impossible!"
"My Domain's guaranteed-hit effect... was neutralised?!"
Kenjaku's face twisted with disbelief.
"It's time to end this, thousand-year-old rat."
Rin's cold voice cut through the roar of the Domain.
The Truth-Seeking Ball barrier withdrew.
Gripping the Kusanagi Sword with his right hand, he poured vast amounts of Six Paths chakra into the blade.
Purple-black lightning danced wildly before compressing into a black edge as thin as a cicada's wing.
Yet it radiated an aura capable of severing space itself.
His right foot stepped back.
His waist twisted.
His body bent like a fully drawn bow.
"Six Paths: Chidori Sharp Spear!"
Slash!
Rin swung the sword.
A black crescent blade of ultimate Yin-Yang Release lightning, stretching hundreds of metres, erupted from the Kusanagi Sword.
It swept across everything in its path.
The towering pillar of flesh at the centre of Womb Profusion was sliced cleanly in half the moment it touched the black lightning.
Then, the Six Paths power tore apart the very laws sustaining the Domain.
Crack!
Crash!
The dark world shattered like broken glass.
Piece by piece, it peeled away and collapsed.
The underground platform reappeared.
The backlash from the destruction of his Domain caused Kenjaku to cough up a large mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.
His legs gave out beneath him.
He collapsed to his knees amid the rubble.
The body that had once belonged to Suguru Geto had reached its limit.
"I... How could I lose here...?"
"The Culling Game has only just begun..."
Kenjaku panted heavily, but a ruthless determination flashed through his eyes.
Abandon this body.
As long as his brain escaped and found another host to possess, he could rise again.
Rip!
The ring of stitches atop Geto Suguru's head suddenly split apart.
His skull opened, and an ugly brain covered in grooves and lined with sharp teeth shot out from the cranial cavity.
The bizarre brain erupted with astonishing force, flying like a flesh-coloured cannonball toward a dark ventilation duct nearby.
"Trying to escape like a cicada shedding its shell?"
Rin stood ten paces away and couldn't even be bothered to pursue.
The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan in his right eye focused.
"Amaterasu."
Fwoosh!
Before the flying brain could dive into the vent, a cluster of pitch-black flames erupted upon it.
"Gyaaaaaaah—!"
A shrill scream capable of rupturing eardrums burst from the mouth filled with teeth.
Amaterasu's black flames possessed no heat.
Instead, they carried the absolute law of reducing their target to nothingness.
Kenjaku's brain twisted and struggled frantically in mid-air.
He desperately poured out the last of his cursed energy, trying to shed the burning outer layer.
But the black flames clung to him like maggots on a corpse, burning through his very soul and consciousness.
Thud.
The flaming brain fell onto the concrete floor.
It rolled twice.
Then it fell silent.
In only a few seconds, the mastermind who had lived for a thousand years, manipulated countless sorcerers, and orchestrated both the Shibuya Incident and the Culling Game was reduced to a handful of insignificant ash.
Along with his twisted ambitions.
Rin sheathed the Kusanagi Sword and casually waved his hand.
The black flames vanished.
Right on cue, the system's notification sounded in his mind.
[Ding! Detected that the host has killed the thousand-year-old curse user, Kenjaku!]
[Successfully destroyed Womb Profusion, eliminated the mastermind behind the Culling Game, and completely terminated the thousand-year conspiracy!]
[Congratulations! Host has obtained 50,000 Dimension Points!]
Fifty thousand points.
Even Rin curled his lips in satisfaction at such a generous reward.
After glancing at the pile of ashes, his gaze shifted toward the side.
There, amidst the rubble, lay the Prison Realm.
The bloodshot eyeball on its surface remained tightly shut, radiating a suffocating sealing power.
Rin walked over and picked up the heavy Special Grade Cursed Object.
In the hands of someone who possessed Six Paths power, even the Prison Realm's resistance to all outside interference had no choice but to submit.
"Kamui."
A spatial vortex formed in his right eye.
The Prison Realm was tossed directly into the Kamui dimension.
Although Gojo had been sealed, keeping him inside for a few more days wouldn't hurt.
It would do him some good to temper his character.
Besides, the Inverted Spear of Heaven needed to release him was in Toji's possession.
As for when to let him out...
That depended entirely on Rin's mood.
"Mr. Rin!"
Hurried footsteps echoed from the other end of the passage.
Yuji stumbled onto B5F with Megumi supporting him, one hand pressed against the wound in his abdomen.
Behind them came Nanami, Maki, and Toji, who had just finished clearing the surrounding area.
Everyone froze when they saw the ruined platform, which looked as though a meteor had struck it.
"Where's the man in monk robes?"
Nanami adjusted his damaged glasses and swept his gaze across the area.
Apart from a headless corpse, there was no sign of the mastermind.
"Burned him."
Rin shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to face the battered sorcerers.
"Brain and all."
"Not even a speck of ash is left."
Everyone inhaled sharply.
The mastermind behind the greatest terrorist attack in modern jujutsu history...
The one who had turned Tokyo into hell itself...
Was dead just like that?
"Then what about Gojo-sensei?!"
Yuji anxiously searched for the familiar figure.
"I locked him in that box."
"I've got it."
Rin offered no further explanation.
Instead, he looked up at the cracked ceiling overhead.
"But the white-haired guy isn't what you should be worrying about right now."
The moment those words left his mouth—Rumble!
The earth beneath Tokyo suddenly let out a deep roar.
Visible ripples spread across the sky like an invisible storm and swept throughout all of Japan.
The Culling Game had officially begun.
Ancient sorcerers slumbering across the land awakened one after another.
Ordinary people with dormant jujutsu talent had their brains forcibly altered.
Ten enormous barriers rose across Japan.
Tens of millions of people were dragged into a merciless game of slaughter.
"W-What is this cursed energy?!"
Nanami's expression changed drastically.
He could sense countless violent and sinister presences appearing out of nowhere throughout the country.
"This is Brain's final gift to you before he died."
Rin stepped forward and walked past them toward the stairs leading to the surface.
"A killing game with all of Japan as the board."
"The rules are simple."
"Kill and earn points."
"Or be killed."
He stopped.
Turning his head, he looked at them with his deep Rinnegan.
"Break time's over, brats."
"The real age of chaos..."
"Is only just beginning."
Leaving behind those words, Rin departed alongside Toji, disappearing into the darkness at the end of the passage.
Yuji and the others remained where they stood.
Feeling the trembling of the earth beneath their feet, unprecedented solemnity filled their eyes.
The Shibuya Incident had come to an end with the death of Kenjaku and the sealing of Gojo Satoru.
But the blood-soaked curtain of the Culling Game had only just begun to rise over Japan.
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