"Why, why must you always obstruct me!"
Prince Sawara let out a desperate roar. He looked at the Yamata no Orochi Curse fetus deep within the altar, whose pulsations were growing weaker and weaker—it seemed to have stalled in its awakening process due to insufficient energy.
At his wit's end, a crazy and desperate thought sprouted in his mind.
"Hehe... hahaha..."
Prince Sawara suddenly burst into laughter, a shrill and venomous sound. He stared intently at Toho Hiroshi, "Toho Hiroshi! You won... you stopped me from becoming a god... but!"
His body began to burn, transforming into the purest resentment and the origin of Curses, like a moth drawn to a flame, actively throwing himself into the dormant Yamata no Orochi Curse fetus!
"What I can't obtain... no one else will!"
"Awaken! Yamata no Orochi! Devour me! Devour everything! Turn this Kyoto... into scorched earth!"
"With my thousand-year vengeful spirit as a sacrifice, fully awaken!"
"This is bad!"
Toho Hiroshi's expression changed. He thrust out his Truth-Seeking Orbs with all his might, attempting to stop the sacrifice.
But he was a step too late.
Prince Sawara's figure completely merged into the Curse fetus.
Buzz—
An indescribably terrifying Cursed Energy exploded from within the Curse fetus like a supernova.
Dark purple light instantly engulfed everything, and the massive energy impact pushed Toho Hiroshi back several steps.
The entire Snake Bone Hall ruins were reduced to dust by this impact.
"Roar—"
Accompanied by a soul-shaking roar that seemed to come from ancient times, the altar completely shattered!
Amidst the smoke and purple light, eight gigantic snake heads, like mountains, suddenly rose, tearing through the sky.
Their dark golden vertical pupils were like burning suns, filled with destruction and tyranny.
Its massive body, covered in black scales, slowly stretched out. Its mere presence caused the surrounding space to emit a groaning wail, unable to bear the burden.
The complete Yamata no Orochi had awakened.
It didn't even glance at Toho Hiroshi. One of its snake heads casually opened its massive mouth towards Kyoto.
A torrent of dark purple destructive energy shot out, instantly annihilating everything in its path, blasting a huge gap in the city's edge.
At the same time, with Yamata no Orochi at the center, as if opening a gate to a nest of Curses, countless Cursed Spirits of various forms and grades surged out like a broken dam, roaring as they rushed towards Kyoto.
"Uro!"
Toho Hiroshi stood in front of Uro, sweeping away a few pounce flying Cursed Spirits with his staff, his tone urgent yet calm, "Immediately return to Tokyo Jujutsu High at the fastest speed! Notify Gojo Satoru and everyone!"
"Yamata no Orochi has awakened, and a Cursed Spirit tide has erupted! Kyoto... needs support! Everyone, enter Level 1 combat status!"
Uro looked at the apocalyptic scene before him, suppressing the fear in his heart, and nodded heavily: "Yes! Mr. Dongfang! Be careful!"
He immediately activated his space transfer Cursed Technique, instantly teleporting away towards Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Toho Hiroshi then turned to face the awakened ancient evil god and the seemingly endless tide of Cursed Spirits behind it.
He took a deep breath, and an unprecedented fighting spirit erupted in his Rinnegan.
"Come on."
Almost as soon as Uro brought the news back to Tokyo Jujutsu High, piercing alarm bells echoed throughout the Jujutsu World.
Kyoto was under attack!
Yamata no Orochi had awakened!
A Special Grade Cursed Spirit tide had erupted!
The entire Tokyo Jujutsu High instantly sprang into action.
The moment Satoru Gojo received the news, his playful smile completely vanished, replaced by icy killing intent.
"Finally, a decent big guy has appeared."
He directly used his Cursed Technique, his figure instantly disappearing from his original spot, rushing to Kyoto first.
Suguru Geto and Yuki Tsukumo immediately cut short their vacation and assembled all available combat forces.
Yuta Okkotsu, Megumi Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori, Aoi Todo, Nobara Kugisaki, Maki Zen'in, Toge Inumaki, Panda... all of Tokyo Jujutsu High's elites poured out.
And just as the Tokyo Jujutsu High members were urgently assembling, four powerful auras also converged from different directions.
Uro Heiko, Kashimo Hajime, Ryu Ishiguro, and Miyamoto Musashi, who had previously clashed with them in the Culling Game!
After the Culling Game ended, these four exceptionally powerful Cursed Weilders, after witnessing the ideals and power of Toho Hiroshi, Satoru Gojo, and others, and experiencing the final battle with Kenjaku and Tengen, chose to join Tokyo Jujutsu High.
They were not traditional Jujutsu Sorcerers, and their styles of action varied. Uro Heiko wanted to live her own life anew, while Ryu Ishiguro, Kashimo Hajime, and Miyamoto Musashi wanted to better fight against strong individuals like Toho Hiroshi and Satoru Gojo.
But at this moment, facing a disaster that threatened the entire nation, they unhesitatingly stepped forward.
"Hmph, it seems a formidable fellow has escaped."
Kashimo Hajime twisted his neck, lightning flashing around him, his fighting spirit soaring.
"Just in time to stretch my muscles."
Ryu Ishiguro licked his lips, exuding a high fighting spirit.
"The space is all messed up..."
Uro Heiko perceived the chaotic spatial fluctuations in the direction of Kyoto, frowning slightly, but her eyes were sharp.
"Slaying demons and vanquishing evil is also the path of the sword."
Miyamoto Musashi pressed the double swords at his waist, his aura calm as water, yet subtly containing sharpness.
Without much communication, the four of them, like four sharp arrows, followed closely behind the main force of Tokyo Jujutsu High, shooting towards Kyoto, which had already become a frontline purgatory.
Toho Hiroshi hovered above Kyoto, facing the massive Yamata no Orochi and the surging Cursed Spirit tide alone.
The Truth-Seeking Orbs in his hand glowed, and the Truth-Seeking Orbs circled around his feet like stars.
Behind him was the ancient capital, about to be engulfed by the flames of war.
And before him was the incarnation of destruction from ancient times.
He knew that this would be another tough battle for survival, following the Shinjuku decisive battle.
But this time, he was no longer fighting alone.
"Everyone..."
Toho Hiroshi murmured softly, his Rinnegan reflecting the familiar Cursed Energy lights of his companions appearing on the distant horizon.
"Prepare to engage!"
Just as Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, and others appeared on the horizon, about to join the battle, Toho Hiroshi made a decisive move.
He absolutely could not allow Yamata no Orochi and this Cursed Spirit tide to wreak havoc in Kyoto.
He rapidly formed hand seals. The six Truth-Seeking Orbs behind him transformed into six pitch-black long rods. With a fierce wave of his hand, they shot out like six black lightning bolts, instantly embedding themselves deep into the ground in six different directions.
"six red sun formation barrier"
Buzz—!
A colossal dark red Barrier instantly rose, like an inverted bowl, completely isolating Toho Hiroshi, Yamata no Orochi, and the massive Cursed Spirit tide in its core area from the outside world.
Satoru Gojo and the others, who had just arrived at the edge of the Barrier, only saw the dark red Barrier blocking their way like an uncrossable chasm, with energy surging inside and the scene blurred.
"This guy, Hao!"
Satoru Gojo clicked his tongue, his Six Eyes instantly seeing through the essence of the Barrier, "Is he going to fight that big guy one-on-one by trapping himself inside? How reckless!"
Suguru Geto's expression
was grave: "He doesn't want to affect Kyoto and us who came to support. But this Barrier is too strong; it will be very difficult for us to break through."
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