Today is the night of the full moon.
The basement of Tokyo Jujutsu High is completely hollowed out; above is the school, and below is called the Treasury.
The entire underground Treasury of Tokyo Jujutsu High is completely Tengen's territory, which shows how vast her domain is.
That thousand-year-old shut-in woman has been staying in this place, even giving it a grand-sounding name: the "Tomb Chamber."
The outside of the elevator looks quite old, with a feel of the last century, still using traditional gear motors.
It's a completely open-air elevator, and outside, you can see a giant withered tree soaring straight up to the very top of the entire underground space, with various withered vines and old trees intertwined and spiraling together.
Its surface is devoid of branches or leaves, just a bare, gigantic trunk with a diameter of nearly a hundred meters, quite breathtaking.
Currently, Suguru Geto, "Riko Amanai," and Gojo Satoru are riding this elevator towards the underground space.
"Kenmyo, you're getting quite skilled at pretending to be a girl."
Gojo Satoru suddenly blurted out, catching Kenmyo off guard.
"???"
"What do you want?"
"Riko Amanai" looked at Gojo Satoru with a suspicious gaze, speaking in her own voice.
A petite girl speaking in a male voice was strange, full of incongruity.
But even stranger was the feeling that Kenmyo even had a premonition that Gojo Satoru would grab his leg and say, "Brother, I've never begged anyone in my life."
"No, no, I didn't mean that."
Gojo Satoru also felt that the look in his eyes was a bit odd, and suddenly realized his words might have been ambiguous.
"I just think your Cursed Technique is really convenient."
What stood here was merely Kenmyo's clone; last time, he also used Gojo Satoru's and Suguru Geto's bodies separately to fish.
This time, of course, he was employing the same trick.
The real Kenmyo was currently in the forest of Tokyo Jujutsu High, and beside him was a deeply unconscious Riko Amanai.
The "Riko Amanai" currently beside Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru was a clone he created, and this clone contained a complete spatial coordinate.
Since the spatial coordinate was completed with Spiritual Energy, it was completely unaffected by Tengen's grand Barrier Technique and could be directly located based on "Riko Amanai's" position.
Although he had never met Tengen, she was a figure who had lived for a thousand years, so he still had to be cautious.
This clone of Kenmyo definitely couldn't be used as a body for Tengen's assimilation; it would probably be exposed the moment they met.
So, he let Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru attack first, taking them by surprise, allowing them to unleash their ultimate techniques on Tengen; with a bit of luck, they might severely injure her.
Afterward, Kenmyo would directly appear there via the spatial coordinate, and he would also unleash his ultimate technique upon arrival, focusing fire on Tengen.
With the combined power of the Jujutsu World's three strongest individuals, Kenmyo didn't believe they couldn't kill a shut-in woman who had been holed up underground for a thousand years.
However, if there were other ways to prevent it, to achieve it without bloodshed, where Tengen wouldn't have to evolve into a higher-level life form, and they wouldn't have to clash, that would be ideal.
Well, that's what he thought, but Kenmyo knew that conflict was always inevitable.
Because ever since the three of them decided to protect Riko Amanai, they had naturally placed themselves in opposition to Tengen.
Although they didn't want to become a tool in the hands of the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association to deal with Tengen, a promise was a promise.
Since Kenmyo had promised to protect Riko Amanai from Tengen, he had to fulfill that promise.
At this moment, inside a vast white room devoid of furniture, there was only a simple cushion casually placed on the floor.
A figure, gaunt as dry bones, whose gender was indistinguishable, sat motionless upon it, her white clothes further accentuating the sorrowful decline of an old person in their twilight years.
Were it not for the constant rise and fall of her chest indicating she was still breathing, anyone seeing her here might think it was a dried corpse that had been dead for at least a month.
It's just that no one knew why it was so well preserved.
"Have they arrived?"
The old person on the cushion slowly opened her eyes, revealing pupils as deep and black as a void.
Soon, an ancient and helpless sigh echoed from the quiet room.
"I know their choice."
"Well, after a thousand years."
"Was I wrong?"
With a ripping sound, a huge crack appeared on the wall of this white room; looking out from inside, there was an immensely deep darkness, as if containing terrifying matter.
Some unknown entity was peering into this world from within.
It seemed to be wary of Tengen, however, and did not brazenly transmit its power through the crack into this world.
One could only say that the resentment from that world was terrifying, more than ten times that of the real world.
"Noisy."
The old person merely slowly raised her hand, clenching it in the empty space towards the wall, and then the alarming crack on the wall unwillingly and slowly closed.
Performing this action seemed to put immense pressure on her; her chest was rapidly rising and falling, indicating her breathing was erratic.
The old person pressed her hand against her chest for several seconds before her rapid breathing finally subsided.
Although she wasn't dead yet, suppressing the things there became more strenuous with each attempt.
How many more years could Tengen hold on here?
A thousand years of maintaining a super-large barrier centered on the entire world had cost Tengen too much mental energy.
As a result, the damage to Tengen's physical body over the past few centuries had become unavoidable. In other words, Reverse Cursed Technique could no longer heal the hidden injuries accumulated over hundreds of years of operation.
She could no longer get by just relying on the Reverse Cursed Technique. And if a small problem were to arise, the things in those broken cages, if released, would be the real threat.
Therefore, regarding the things on that side, even though they were separated by an unknown distance, they could still be studied and analyzed as individual cases.
Tengen slowly stood up and brushed off her clothes.
Then her entire skin slowly inflated like a balloon, transforming from a gaunt, skeletal state into a fair and lustrous appearance.
Her skull-like face also turned into a beautiful countenance, and her wild, tangled hair became soft, lustrous, and bright white.
Although she had lived for nearly a thousand years, she was still fundamentally a woman. If she were to face those whom she considered her descendants, separated by countless generations, in that skeletal monster form, she might as well have died a thousand years ago.
So, Tengen reverted to the appearance that Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru had first witnessed.
A short woman, wearing a white kimono, with slightly messy hair.
Compared to her previous corpse-like body, this was at least more acceptable; the original was truly too unsettling.
Tengen merely glanced at the screen and immediately judged that they were not sincerely delivering the Star Plasma Vessel to her.
Suguru Geto, "Riko Amanai," and Gojo Satoru were riding another elevator, continuously descending deeper underground.
In fact, the deeper they went, the more evident Gojo Satoru's astonishment became in his Six Eyes.
Eventually, it reached the point where he even began to question reality; could such a complex Cursed Technique truly be wielded by humans?
Take the Tomb Chamber they were in, for example; it was impossible to invade from the outside.
Because the entrance to this place was a constantly changing labyrinth, appearing almost alive, yet secretly filled with deadly traps.
"Kenmyo and Geto, something seems off here."
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Gojo Satoru's forehead. He spoke to his friend beside him with a strained voice.
"The completeness of this Cursed Technique is simply unheard of; it's so intricate, like a work of art."
From this glimpse, one can imagine how profound that bastard's mastery of jujutsu is.
"Clunk."
The elevator's operation was like an old person running, slow and sluggish.
Under the enhancement of the surrounding precise jujutsu, it seemed to add an invisible filter.
Even Kenmyo had this thought.
This was a mental attrition, a test of endurance.
However, it looked more like a trial.
In fact, from the moment he realized this was a test, Kenmyo knew his clone had been completely exposed.
Amidst Tengen's Cursed Technique and Barrier Technique, countless strange sounds overlapping, coming from Kenmyo's eyes and ears, even the optical spectrum began to behave abnormally.
Kenmyo's consciousness wavered for a moment.
"Dear passengers, flight number 1103 to Britain is about to depart. Please board as soon as possible."
"Kenmyo, what are you still standing there for?"
Gojo Satoru was clearly more engrossed than Kenmyo, completely affected by this barrier tree.
He seemed to believe he was a passenger heading to Britain, and Gojo Satoru's most outrageous action was actually urging Kenmyo to board the plane with him quickly.
Gojo Satoru looked at Kenmyo, who was stunned in place, and immediately urged him again.
"We need to get on the plane."
Kenmyo's consciousness only wavered for a moment before immediately returning to normal.
"You idiot, what exactly do you want to do?"
Kenmyo clenched his fist, then gathered a cluster of azure Spiritual Energy on his fist. This dazzling blue flame seemed to burn, emitting a terrifying pressure, and it was very hot.
Suguru Geto, who had been napping on a lounge chair not far away, had already woken up because of this fluctuation.
"Wake up!"
Kenmyo slammed his fist heavily into the void, and immediately a large amount of black gas was knocked out, a very clearly visible crack appearing in the void.
The moment the world shattered, almost simultaneously, "Riko Amanai's" eyes opened.
And at this moment, before her appeared a woman with completely white hair, dressed in a plain kimono.
"Beautiful."
That power, so realistic it could deceive, was naturally Tengen's power.
A small illusion, and she nearly doomed the two young men previously hailed as the strongest in the Jujutsu World, almost leading to their complete annihilation.
"Tengen?"
Kenmyo was initially a little unsure, after all, the disheveled woman in front of him could hardly resemble Tengen, the core of the Jujutsu World.
In his eyes, Tengen should be an old monster who would stop at nothing to survive.
But he never expected her to look like this.
"Isayama-kun, you seem quite surprised by my appearance."
Sure enough, Kenmyo's identity was revealed by Tengen in a single sentence.
"Isayama-kun, I have actually been watching you for a long time."
Tengen narrowed her eyes and smiled, like a cunning fox.
"Your power, it's not Cursed Technique, is it?"
Although she said that, Tengen was actually 99% certain that what was being used before her was not Cursed Technique, but some kind of power more complex and of a higher energy level than Cursed Energy.
"Mm."
At this point, there was no use in hiding it from the oldest living monster in the entire Jujutsu World.
So he admitted it straightforwardly.
"Indeed."
Tengen tried to reach out and touch Kenmyo's head, but the girl turned her head away, dodging it instantly.
She wasn't discouraged; in fact, the smile on her face deepened.
"Child of Prophecy, you have finally arrived."
"Child of Prophecy?"
Kenmyo was startled.
"When heaven and earth invert, and a hundred demons walk among us,"
Tengen slowly said,
"The King of Eternity, the Son of Destiny, shall descend."
"I always thought it was a rumor, but seeing you, I realized it was a prophecy."
"Over a thousand years, many prodigies have emerged."
"But without exception, they all used Cursed Technique, but I see you."
"You use power that transcends Cursed Technique."
"I knew that the Child of Prophecy I had long awaited had finally come before me."
A hint of madness appeared in Tengen's expression; she stepped forward, wanting to get closer to Kenmyo.
Frankly speaking, the more this crazy woman acted like this, the less Kenmyo dared to summon his true body.
Perhaps Tengen had waited a thousand years just for him, the Child of Prophecy, to devour Kenmyo as material for assimilation.
That would be truly ridiculous.
He didn't know what trump cards a thousand-year-old being might possess.
It was better to be cautious, especially when the other party was spouting something as outlandish as "Child of Prophecy."
"Don't be nervous, child."
Tengen shook her head.
"I know what you want."
"I can give you all the Cursed Energy I've accumulated over a thousand years, hoping only that you pacify this chaotic world."
After Tengen finished speaking, she took out a knife and, in front of Kenmyo, plunged the blade into her own neck without hesitation.
Soon, blood flowed profusely.
Kenmyo was a little bewildered; what exactly did she want to do?
Until Kenmyo heard the sound of the warhammer simulator.
"[Discoverable points +10000]"
"[Discoverable points +4000]"
For a moment, accompanying Tengen's actions, Kenmyo's warhammer simulator began to flood with notifications.
Kenmyo's points balance continuously increased, all thanks to Tengen.
Good heavens, this old hag was giving him gold!
"Pfft..."
It was Kenmyo; he directly drew his sword and pierced Tengen's heart.
Then, with Spiritual Energy flames, he decisively shredded her heart.
"Sorry, I prefer to actively plunder rather than have you give it to me."
Kenmyo had reason to suspect that the other party was actually performing some kind of ritual, and self-mutilation was just a step in activating that ritual.
So, the cautious Kenmyo simply killed this old hag directly; if any problems arose, he could always summon her back from the River of Blood later.
"[You have killed the thousand-year Jujutsu Sorcerer, Tengen]"
"[Discoverable points +20,000,000]"
"[Beyond Reversed Spacetime Key x2]"
"[Detected 15 ounces of Sands of Spacetime. Spacetime Key activation conditions are met.]"
"[Spacetime plugin installation and loading complete.]"
As the plugin takes effect once, this process is irreversible.
"[Teleportation initiated!]"
Immediately, a white light completely enveloped Kenmyo; his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
"[Timeline - 2018]"