After barely settling Sukuna, Kenjaku didn't rest, as he, like Chinatsu, had many other things to deal with.
His original plan was to hijack Tengen, who possessed the "Immortal Cursed Technique," and then use Tengen's ten large barriers covering the entire country as a base to deploy a new, more concentrated and massive barrier.
Its name was — — ［Culling Game］
The name might sound confusing, but in simple terms, the Culling Game was a massive arena where various Jujutsu Sorcerers would fight to the death.
Ultimately, Kenjaku would gather the immense Cursed Energy generated by these Jujutsu Sorcerers during their battles and dissipated into the air, combined with the Cursed Energy produced by the fear of the entire nation's people, and inject it into Tengen's body.
He would let Tengen absorb, assimilate, and evolve into the unknown and mysterious ultimate existence that surpassed all living beings in the world, just as Kenjaku had envisioned.
But now… Kenjaku lowered his head slightly; he needed Tengen more than Sukuna to execute his original plan.
However, according to Chinatsu's seemingly prescient state, Tengen was probably already firmly protected by her; breaking through her defenses to forcefully abduct Tengen wasn't impossible, but it was too difficult.
Kenjaku didn't want to execute Plan B, but at this point, he had no other choice.
He slowly raised a hand and gently stroked his slightly raised forehead, a somewhat maniacal, half-smiling expression on his face.
"Chinatsu, although I don't know why you're like a worm in my stomach, knowing what I want to do, as long as I myself can't determine the precise future movements, even you won't be able to foresee and predict me, right?!"
He then took out a small incarnated Cursed Object from his embrace with the other hand that was covering his forehead, holding it between his two fingers.
To complete the "Culling Game" in Plan A, he had spent a thousand years continuously searching for aging powerhouses from various eras, forming contracts with them to become incarnated Cursed Objects, promising them resurrection in the modern world in the near future.
Now, the "Culling Game" was very difficult to implement as planned, but these 'tools' couldn't just be abandoned.
Cursed Energy originates from negative emotions; no matter how powerful and profound a Jujutsu Sorcerer's abilities are, if measured solely by "quantity," the Cursed Energy normally dissipated into the air by ordinary people is overwhelmingly greater.
Arouse the fear in the hearts of those weak, helpless, and pitiful ordinary people, letting negative Cursed Energy fill the entire country and even affect the entire world.
If one part of the plan couldn't be realized, then the other part would simply have to be over-fulfilled to compensate!
Kenjaku brought out several hand cards, preparing to launch a surprise attack; one by one, Jujutsu Sorcerers from centuries ago were about to descend upon the modern era as incarnated hosts.
A few days later, Tokyo.
A young man with messy hair and some stubble on his face, and another young man who outwardly appeared to be a spicy beauty but was actually male, walked side by side on the street.
They were Jujutsu High Grade 2 students Kinji Hakari and his classmate Kirara Hoshino; at this moment, they had just dealt with a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit and were taking a break from their busy schedule to stroll through the streets.
"What kind of crappy manga is this? It's drawn like this and still gets serialized? It's making me depressed!"
Kinji Hakari walked along, holding the latest issue of Weekly Shonen Jump he had just bought from a small roadside shop in one hand, muttering discontentedly.
Beside him, Kirara Hoshino was engrossed in his phone, engaged in a war without Cursed Techniques on an online channel of the Jujutsu World.
Although Jujutsu Sorcerers in the Jujutsu World were few in number and held high-risk positions, even those from prominent families weren't exactly idle; yet, even a small forest couldn't have only one type of bird.
On the Jujutsu forum, Jujutsu Sorcerers with complicated Cursed Technique effects and those with simple, brutal Cursed Technique effects were fiercely arguing with each other.
And Kinji Hakari and Kirara Hoshino belonged to the former faction, with complicated Cursed Technique effects.
Kirara Hoshino's Cursed Technique was named ［Southern Cross］; its effect was to condense five stars of the Southern Cross constellation using Cursed Energy, and anyone marked by these stars had to approach other marks sequentially according to their marked positions, otherwise, they couldn't get close to other marks.
Describing this ability in text alone doesn't sound complicated, but in practice, mastering this Cursed Technique requires careful mental calculation and calm judgment.
Compared to directly spewing fire, water, immense strength, or cannon output, it was truly incredibly complicated.
Kinji Hakari's Cursed Technique, on the other hand, was even more extraordinary; even a long string of words might not fully explain it.
But if one were to simply describe its effect, one word would suffice — — gamble!
Just as Kinji Hakari, walking down the street, closed the manga weekly in his hand due to a feeling of stuffy (stifled/depressed), a building not far in front of him suddenly exploded violently.
Countless rubble rolled down from the sky; Kinji Hakari's pupils contracted, and he quickly dropped the manga weekly, gathering strength in his legs and leaping out swiftly.
At the moment the rubble was about to hit the crowd below, Kinji Hakari clenched his fist and, with a punch imbued with Cursed Energy, "Bang!!!" he struck the falling rubble, splitting it in half.
"Are you all… hm?!"
Kinji Hakari had just looked down, wanting to ask about everyone's condition, but a wave of unrestrained Cursed Energy suddenly surged from a corner of the collapsed building where the explosion occurred.
In the blink of an eye, a woman, almost naked, flew out from the collapsed building, her face showing an ecstatic expression, as if the sky was an ocean for her to roam freely.
"My second life… it's here… it's here… it's here!!!"
The woman flew through the air, shouting excitedly, and panic spread among the people below; any Jujutsu Sorcerer could clearly sense that the concentration of Cursed Energy in the surrounding air had increased significantly.
Her name was Uro Henko, a Jujutsu Sorcerer from several centuries ago, whose Cursed Technique was named ［Sky Manipulation］, allowing her to twist and fold space like a flat sheet of paper.
Kirara Hoshino looked at the woman in the sky, his mouth unconsciously forming an O shape, while Kinji Hakari frowned and turned to look at Kirara Hoshino.
"It's dangerous here, Kirara. Help evacuate the crowd and call Jujutsu High for a teacher!" Kinji Hakari shouted.
Kirara Hoshino paused for a moment, then quickly nodded, indicating that Kinji Hakari should also be careful, before dialing a number and quickly running into the distance.
Kinji Hakari's gaze returned to the woman who had suddenly appeared in the sky, and he slowly clenched his fists.
"Come on, let this big shot have a go at you!"
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