Almost at the same moment, Yuta Okkotsu and Megumi Fushiguro also moved.
The warmth in Okkotsu's eyes was completely replaced by cold killing intent. The massive Special Grade Vengeful Cursed Spirit let out a deafening roar and, along with him, turned into a white afterimage. His Cursed Energy output was pushed to the limit, even beyond the limit, solely to tear apart the entity that had stolen their mentor and their future.
Megumi Fushiguro did not roar; beneath his silence was a more turbulent undercurrent.
"Domain Expansion: Chimera Shadow Garden!"
He didn't even attempt a miniature Domain, directly draining his meager remaining Cursed Energy and life potential to forcibly deploy an incomplete Domain.
Deep shadows rapidly spread out from him, and countless Shikigami roared out from within, surging toward Tengen like a breaching flood, regardless of the cost.
He knew this was foolish, knew this was suicide, but at this moment, reason was completely drowned by overwhelming hatred and pain.
Compared to "Tengen," who had consumed Satoru Gojo and merged with the Origin of Jujutsu, the power of the three young people was indeed like a firefly next to a bright moon, utterly inadequate.
Their attacks landed on Tengen's ever-shifting, nebula-like body, but most were neutralized and absorbed by the absolute power of "Harmonization."
Itadori's punch struck an invisible Barrier, and the resulting shock cracked his arm bones; Okkotsu's slash could only barely cut through the Cursed Energy flowing on the surface before being instantly repaired; Fushiguro's Shikigami army was annihilated in large swaths the moment they approached, like moths flying into a flame.
Tengen's consciousness did not seem to regard these three "ants" seriously. Its attention appeared focused more on digesting the "paradox" and "shock" brought by Satoru Gojo, as well as preparing for the next step: the ritual to assimilate the entire world.
However, the madness of ants can sometimes trip up a giant.
This reckless, life-burning assault ultimately produced a slight effect.
Itadori's power, which held the potential for "Soul Strike," Okkotsu's nearly infinite pure Cursed Energy, and Fushiguro's Domain forcibly interfering with the environment—the three overlaid, acting like three frantically stirring rods, briefly disrupted the perfectly circulating flow of Cursed Energy around Tengen.
Tengen's massive body experienced an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible stagnation.
It was like a precisely running instrument into which a few insignificant grains of sand had been thrown, causing a momentary stutter in operation, though no damage was inflicted.
This stagnation lasted for only one minute.
But for the entity waiting for this opportunity, that minute was an eternity.
Just as Tengen was momentarily "distracted" by this insignificant interference.
RUMBLE—
The Ley Lines of all of Japan—no, the entire planet—let out a wail of unbearable strain.
Centered on Tokyo Jujutsu High School, the earth violently shook and cracked. Unimaginable negative energy, far exceeding the Special Grade scope, erupted like a volcano suppressed for a thousand years.
The sky was stained an ominous, dark red, like dried blood.
A vast, distorted shadow, impossible to describe even partially, slowly extended its tentacles, its limbs, and its main body from the deepest part of the earth's crust, tearing through the boundary between reality and illusion.
It was Toho Hiroshi's ultimate trump card—the Ten-Tails, descending here!
Only a part of its massive body appeared on the surface, yet it already towered over mountains, and the shadow it cast enveloped the entire battlefield.
This was not mere physical size, but a conceptual crushing of "existence." What it radiated was not Cursed Energy, but a more primitive, more ferocious power capable of eroding, assimilating, and devouring all energy.
Tengen's consciousness, which had always been placid and seemingly in control of everything, finally produced clear fluctuations for the first time—named "astonishment" and "vigilance."
Its nebula-like body violently churned. Clearly, the emergence of this terrifying entity, which was completely unexpected and outside the scope of "Harmonization," had thoroughly disrupted Its rhythm.
Okkotsu, Itadori, and Fushiguro were violently thrown back by the terrifying energy shockwave caused by the Ten-Tails' descent. They crashed heavily onto the ground, covered in blood and unable to move for a moment. What they had exchanged everything for was this precious minute, allowing the Ten-Tails to fully descend.
The state of the battlefield, which had plunged into utter despair due to Satoru Gojo's death, was forcibly ripped open with a tiny fissure leading to an unknown conclusion, thanks to the suicidal attacks of the three young men and the descent of the Ten-Tails.
In the distance, a streak of purple light was tearing through the sky at astonishing speed, heading toward this final battlefield that had already transformed into a true purgatory.
Toho Hiroshi had arrived.
Tengen's attention completely shifted away from the few "ants." For the first time, It truly locked onto the Ten-Tails—an entity capable of threatening Its own existence—as well as the streak of purple light speeding toward it.
Toho Hiroshi's figure crashed onto the edge of the scorched battlefield like a falling purple meteor.
As the dust settled, he stood atop the ruins, his Six-Tomoe Rinnegan spinning frantically at an unprecedented speed, instantly taking in the entire scene of the battlefield.
Dead silence.
A blanket of dead silence.
The roar of battle, the cries of comrades, the clash of Cursed Energy—all sounds had vanished.
In their place was the low, mournful whistle of the wind sweeping over the scorched earth and wreckage.
His gaze first fell upon the edge of a massive, spherical abyss nearby, one that looked as if it had been forcefully erased by an invisible power.
There, a familiar splash of white lay quietly.
Satoru Gojo.
His spine, which always stood straight as if capable of holding up the entire sky, now lay limply against the shattered earth. The azure Rikugan / Six Eyes that once reflected the firmament and saw through everything now stared blankly at the sky, twisted by blood and energy, devoid of all spirit.
Blood spread wantonly beneath him like blooming red lotuses, staining his silver-white hair a shocking dark red.
On his face, a curve of defiance and mockery from fighting to the very last moment still lingered, but it was now completely frozen.
Further away was Yuta Okkotsu.
He was kneeling on one knee, his chest pierced by a black crystalline pillar condensed from Tengen's Cursed Energy, which had suddenly thrust up from the ground. The katana in his hand was broken into two pieces, scattered nearby. He hung his head, seemingly still trying to stand, but his life force had long been extinguished.
The massive remains of the Special Grade Vengeful Cursed Spirit, Rika, lay scattered around him like a broken doll, slowly turning into black ash and dissipating.
Yuji Itadori lay beside the trench carved out by the shockwave, his arms twisted at unnatural angles. His body was covered in terrifying wounds eroded by Barrier power. His eyes were wide with rage, as if he were still roaring, but he could no longer make a sound.
Megumi Fushiguro's figure was half-buried beneath the wreckage of the collapsed Barrier. Only one pale hand hung limply outside, its fingertips still wreathed in a trace of shadow Cursed Energy that had not fully dispersed.
Further away, Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zen'in, Panda, Toge Inumaki, Aoi Todo, Yuki Tsukumo, and all the other familiar figures—all the comrades who had fought side-by-side—had now become cold sculptures on this silent battlefield, forever fixed in various poses of fighting until the final moment.
There were no survivors, not a single one.
He was ultimately one step too late.
The Rinnegan reflected this purgatorial scene, reflecting the tragic death of every comrade, especially the lifeless body of Satoru Gojo.
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