However, just at the moment when everyone thought the dust had settled, a sudden change occurred.
The body of the Colossal Cursed Spirit, which had originally begun to collapse and melt, suddenly halted its collapse.
Following that, those flowing Curses, wailing human faces, and seething shadows seemed to receive a summons of a higher order and more fundamental nature, gathering frantically toward the top of the Cursed Spirit's remaining body in a manner more orderly and devout than before.
There, without anyone knowing when, a figure appeared.
She was dressed in white Jujutsu Sorcerer robes, her face calm and even carrying a hint of compassion, her eyes appearing as if they contained the starry sky.
It was Tengen!
Her appearance was without warning, as if she had been standing there from the very beginning, fused with the entire Cursed Spirit—no, with the entire Barrier system of Japan.
"How is this possible?"
Kenjaku, gripped in the hand of the Susanoo, also widened his eyes; clearly, this had exceeded his calculations.
Tengen looked down from above, her gaze sweeping over Toho Hiroshi, Gojo Satoru, and the exposed Kenjaku, her eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. She slowly raised her hands, chanting in an ancient and distant tone.
In an instant, the Cursed Energy of all of Shinjuku, and even all of Japan, seemed to be responding to her.
That massive Cursed Spirit wreckage, which should have collapsed due to the core being separated, was, under Tengen's guidance, like a docile sheep, rebuilding and condensing!
Countless Curses, human faces, and shadows submitted and fused beneath her feet, eventually forming, under her control, a brand new form that was more condensed, more terrifying, and echoed with the Barriers across Japan.
Tengen, this existence who had guarded the Barriers of Japan for a millennium, had actually, at this moment, taken over from Kenjaku and seized control of this Colossal Cursed Spirit, formed from the Curses of hundreds of millions of people.
She spoke calmly, her voice echoing in the depths of everyone's soul: "The evolution of humanity should not be guided by the filthy hands of Kenjaku, nor should it stagnate in this moment of chaos. It should be me who bestows upon it the correct form and direction."
Tengen's voice was like an ancient bell toll, echoing beneath the shattered firmament.
She was not asking for opinions, but declaring an accomplished fact.
That massive shell, condensed from the Curses of hundreds of millions, underwent a fundamental transformation under the governance of her will, which surpassed a millennium of time.
It was no longer the filthy, chaotic, violent, and personal-ambition-filled collection that it was when Kenjaku controlled it.
At this moment, it became more solid, its form evolving toward something non-human, nearing a "divine body," with huge and complex Cursed markings appearing on its surface that connected to the Barriers throughout Japan.
Its aura was no longer just evil; it added a cold, unquestionable majesty and pressure, like the laws of nature itself.
"The correct form?"
Gojo Satoru floated in the air, his azure Six Eyes contracting violently, analyzing this existence that defied common sense: "What do you take the lives of one hundred million people for? Toys?!"
Tengen's gaze landed calmly on Gojo Satoru, her eyes seemingly looking at a child who did not understand the painstaking efforts of adults: "Satoru, you possess the potential to touch the source, yet you remain trapped in the joys and sorrows of the 'individual'."
"The collective of humanity needs guidance, needs evolution, and needs to be liberated from this endless tragedy of Cursed Energy. What I am doing is merely gathering scattered power and guiding it toward a higher form of existence."
"Stop spouting your self-righteous nonsense!"
Gojo Satoru laughed in extreme anger: "Forcing the consciousness and lives of countless people into a monster—is this what you call 'evolution'? Don't make me laugh!"
The moment Gojo Satoru's voice fell, Tengen, or rather the "New Colossal Cursed Spirit" she controlled, slowly raised its arm, which was composed of countless Cursed markings and solidified shadows.
There was no charging, no warning, just simply pressing downward toward the direction of Gojo Satoru and Toho Hiroshi.
"Barrier Technique: Divine Fall."
Boom—
A terrifying power that could not be described in words descended.
That was not a simple energy impact, but as if the space of "Shinjuku" itself had been imbued with the will to "erase."
The sky shattered like glass, the earth, like a puddle struck by an invisible giant hammer, instantly caved in, pulverized, and vaporized.
Starting from where Tengen was, a visible, transparent shockwave mixed with dark purple Cursed markings spread forward frantically in a fan shape.
Everywhere it passed, all matter—whether it was the ruins of steel and concrete, the lava pits remaining from previous battles, or even the free-floating Cursed Energy particles in the air—was completely decomposed, annihilated, and returned to the most primitive nothingness.
"Not good!"
Toho Hiroshi's Rinnegan saw the terrifying power of the rules contained within that shockwave, which was connected to the Barriers of the entire world.
He instantly contracted his Complete Body Susanoo, wrapping it in layers around himself and the Kenjaku he held in his hand, while simultaneously raising his Cursed Energy to the limit for defense.
Gojo Satoru's Six Eyes also perceived the essence of the crisis; he roared, operating his Limitless at full power, placing the concept of "infinity" before him, attempting to delay and stall this destructive impact.
However, this power was too immense; it was directly linked to the spiritual veins and Barriers of all of Japan, equivalent to the power of an entire country being concentrated and released by Tengen at this moment.
Crack—
The defense of the Complete Body Susanoo was like glass struck by a heavy blow; it only lasted less than half a second before it was covered in cracks, and finally shattered with a bang.
Toho Hiroshi let out a muffled groan, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth; clutching Kenjaku, he was violently blown away by that irresistible force, smashing into the distance like a meteor, his fate unknown.
Gojo Satoru's Limitless also emitted a groan of being overwhelmed; that absolute "infinite" distance was forcibly compressed and closed in under the crushing weight of what was nearly the will of the world itself.
The space around him twisted violently, and in the end, he too was swallowed by the shockwave, disappearing into the endless turbulence of energy.
The shockwave, its momentum undiminished, continued to push forward.
In the distance, Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, and others who were besieging the severely injured Sukuna were merely grazed by the edge of the spreading aftershock, and it felt as if they had been struck by a high-speed mountain.
"Pfft—"
The slightly weaker Nobara Kugisaki, Panda, and others were severely injured and spewed blood on the spot, being blasted away.
The main forces, Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, and Megumi Fushiguro, were also scattered by the impact, their Cursed Energy in disarray, struggling to steady themselves amidst the tide of destruction.
And Sukuna, whom they were besieging and who already had only one breath left, was even more directly shaken, his final resistance scattered by this sudden, "divine assistance"-like impact, his broken body rolling like a rag and smashing into the deeper underground, his aura almost completely vanished.
When that heaven-destroying and earth-shattering impact finally slowly subsided...
The location where the Shinjuku battlefield had originally been was completely erased from the map.
A spherical abyss, so huge that its edges could not be seen and bottomless, replaced everything there.
The edges of the abyss were smooth as a mirror, as if cut by the most precise instrument, still emitting curling blue smoke and residual, terrifying Cursed Energy fluctuations.
Just one strike.
Tengen, fused with the Cursed Spirit, had, with just one strike, completely razed the entire Shinjuku, along with everything within its range, to the ground, turning it into the dust of history and endless nothingness.
Above the abyss, only Tengen and the Cursed Spirit she controlled floated quietly, like a "deity" indifferently looking down upon the human world after unleashing divine punishment.
The wind blew across the empty, huge pit, unable to stir up even a speck of dust.
The surviving Yuta, Yuji, and others struggled at the edge of the abyss, gazing at this scene that transcended understanding, their faces filled with despair and bewilderment.
"Teacher... Senior Dongfang... They..."
And in the center of this dead, silent void, Tengen's gaze remained calm. She slowly turned her head, looking in the direction of Toho Hiroshi, and at the Gedo Statue on the other side of the abyss, still tenaciously protected by the flame array, though its light had dimmed significantly.
"Next, it is time to let all of this return to the 'correct' order."
Her voice, like a final judgment, echoed in the hearts of everyone who had survived.
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