The old temple mystery.

Master Zen was still in great pain, bound tightly by the demonic rope.
The King Oni shouted to Adi Shankar,
“Stop creating the chamber immediately, or he will die soon!”

Master Zen, struggling to speak through the pain, said,
“Adi Shankar… don’t stop. Please keep going. Don’t worry about me. We have to save Japan and its people…”

The King Oni roared again,
“Stop it now! Otherwise, he will die soon!”

Adi Shankar saw Master Zen suffering and finally stopped creating the chamber.
He said, “Let him go… I’ve stopped creating the chamber.”

The King Oni laughed wickedly,
“Hehehe… Good. Now you both will die soon!”

Suddenly, the King Oni chanted more demonic words, and Adi Shankar too was bound by a demonic rope. Both were trapped, in pain, and helpless—there seemed to be no escape.

The King Oni sneered,
“Fools! Never trust me. I am a demon… and a god!”

The situation grew dire—both Adi Shankar and Master Zen were captured by the King Oni.

Miyamoto and Hattori saw what happened and immediately rushed to save them, but Yokai and Tengu blocked their path.

Yokai taunted, “Where do you think you’re going, Hattori?”
Tengu added, “And you, swordsman… you can’t hide from me!”

Both pairs clashed fiercely—Hattori and Miyamoto fighting against the two monsters in an intense battle.

Meanwhile, Adi Shankar remembered the small piece of Chakra Stone he still had. He quickly took it out, and the stone began to glow. Suddenly, the Chakra Stone flew straight toward the King Oni’s body.

The King Oni looked shocked. “No!!” he screamed.

His body began to shine brighter and brighter—until it exploded in a massive burst of light. Yokai, Tengu, and all the other demons vanished instantly. Everyone was stunned.

Master Zen and Adi Shankar fell safely to the ground.
Far away, Yamata turned into a stone statue beneath the sea.

Japan was finally saved.

Later, the history teacher said,
“And that’s the end of the story. So, students… did you enjoy it?”

But the entire class was asleep! The teacher’s expression turned to shock.

Finally, the bus arrived in Shillong. It was already morning. Everyone woke up and stepped out of the bus, admiring the beautiful scenery around them.

Rudra Singha watched the animals playing nearby and said softly,
“How beautiful…”

Then, in the distance, he noticed an old temple deep inside the jungle.
“An old temple? How is that possible?” he murmured. “An ancient temple… here, in this forest? I have to go there and see what mystery lies within.”