Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 165



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Episode 165. Gwangcheonma (4)

I knew he would be arrogant. The number of counterattacks varied. If he had the advantage in speed, he could have aimed for Yongwoon’s head, or he could have made a point of stabbing him earlier to harden his body, but I knew Gwangcheonma would be arrogant.

The man who had been killing with the instinct of an animal began to taunt you. He knew you would brag that he could do everything you did, and that’s why he would approach you.

In order to practice martial arts at a high level, you need to carry energy through blood vessels, and the wider the blood vessels, the more effective the operation of energy becomes. Gwangcheonma’s blood vessels were optimized for such energy flow, to the point that even Yongun was impressed, and that’s why he was able to aim for them.

Yellowish. The blood vessel, which was extremely sensitive to energy and focused solely on its speed, was even more sensitive as it burst out its true energy. It was only natural that the blood vessel would collapse the moment someone else’s energy touched that important acupoint.

[Gweeek!]

If there was something unexpected, it was that Yong-un’s body was being hit by a point. Even the point method of Gwangcheonma, which he did not know, was enough to harden Yong-un’s body at the last moment, and so

I was in danger of death.

The body of the Gwangcheonma, where the explosion of the innate energy occurred, shook grotesquely. A huge explosion of energy occurred.

The sight of flesh bursting out hundreds of times inside his body was impressive, but Yongwoon’s eyes only saw the hand of the Gwangcheonma falling on his neck.

Except for the hand, the entire body burst into a giant wave of flesh. Those huge bursts of flesh that seemed to be trying to devour the entire world were sure to become food for the Gwangcheonma the moment they touched it.

The last desperate attempt and the desperate move of the monster.

Then darkness came. The darkness, which seemed endless, swallowed up Yongun, Gwangcheonma, and the entire surrounding world.

What.

In the darkness, I felt an invisible energy, a celestial energy, and a mysterious and mystical energy.

[Hold on.]

When I heard that sound, I realized that this darkness was the realm of the present.

Darkness swallowed everything. The hand of Gwangcheonma that was trying to cut off Yongun’s neck, his body, light, sound, energy, everything disappeared.

What kind of medical system is it? I had no intention of fighting, but it was natural to be curious. According to Cheon Yu-bang, it was the medical system of the best in the world. It was a medical system that no one had ever heard of before.

‘How can a martial arts world that imitates the art of sorcery be so dark?’

The world of medicine is as diverse as the number of people, but its types are fixed. Those who make weapons, those who make something of their own that does not exist in this world out of material.

I could see it. This existing world was a world that was encroaching on the world around me and creating its own world.

All information was lost in the darkness. I thought that state would last, but it didn’t.

My hearing returned. Sound. A strange, rough, irregular breathing sound, along with the dull sound of something cutting through the air.

I tried to focus my hearing,

“…!”

Nothing happened. For a martial artist who handles chi, tuning the senses is as easy as moving one’s hands and feet.

Yet Yongwoon could not control any of his senses. Not only his five senses, but also his sense of energy.

What is this?

That’s when the stabbing pain in my ears occurred.

Oh my god!

Although the realm had become meaningless, Yongwoon was able to handle the unity of heaven and man. Even Yongwoon, who had become insensitive to pain due to all the suffering he had endured, including the Sounsaenggong, was able to shrink back from the piercing pain just now.

What was even more absurd was that the pain just now was caused simply by sound.

The sound of a drop of water falling. That simple, feeble sound suddenly pierced his ears like a huge blade, as if thunder had struck right next to his ears.

My brain shook. At the same time, all kinds of sounds swirled around like monsters.

wind.

The faint, refreshing sound of the wind blowing pierced Yongwoon’s ears like thousands of awls.

Bugs. It was a strange sound that tormented Yongwoon, as if hundreds of millions of bugs were crawling over his body, even though it was not a sound he could normally hear.

Even the sound of leaves fluttering is shocking

In addition, thousands of sounds became tens of thousands of attacks and struck Yongwoon’s entire body. His entire body was literally in pain, and his brain in particular was shaking violently.

Chin. He knelt down and covered his ears with his hands. Was there anything he could touch? He had no time to feel any other sensations in the darkness. Even with his hands covered, the intense sounds still poured down on him with the intent to kill him.

I could see it. This system wasn’t made with Baecheon Shingong.

Decades. It was a world where the life of the current being, who practiced martial arts alone in a cave where no light could enter for literally decades, was melted.

It wasn’t just a humming sound. This overwhelming onslaught, wiping out all senses, seemed like it would break my mind.

Your brain melts or you lose your mind. It’s either death or insanity.

He had to concentrate. Yongwoon tried to organize the information that was rushing into his brain, and moved his hands trembling.

Acupuncture. Acupuncture on oneself. I barely managed to press the acupuncture point that was numbing my hearing.

Gradually, the sound died down. Or so it seemed.

Kkieeeeeeeeee-!!!!

“Keugh-!”

As if he had been waiting, a strange sound struck Yongwoon’s head again. All the strength in his body gave out, his limbs convulsed simultaneously, and Yongwoon foamed at the mouth.

My hearing was definitely closed. It was right that I couldn’t recognize the sound. But the moment the sound that existed disappeared – sounds that couldn’t exist poured out.

Hundreds of whispers, filled with sorrow, could be heard from all directions. The whispers became screams, roars, and roars.

All kinds of screams and curses were mixed in, and each and every sound was piercing into my ears.

Now it wasn’t just the sound. It was the feeling of bugs gnawing at my whole body. The ground beneath my feet was floating and I lost my sense of balance.

Am I on the ground right now? Am I falling?

What were my arms? My feet? How did my legs move? My head rang. No, no thoughts or judgments could be formed.

He felt nothing, and no strength entered his body. Only the constant pain, the constant pain, hardened Yongwoon’s brain.

Hold on. The madness of the present that has accumulated for decades. The madness that the present experienced in the darkness where no one and nothing existed was killing Yongwoon.

His eyes were becoming increasingly unfocused. Whether he had endured it or not, the current system that had been created in this way was wearing away at Yongwoon’s reason without regard for Pia.

Dying. When his instincts sensed a sense of crisis, Yongwoon bit his tongue. The first sensation faintly recognized by his brain was not pain, but taste.

The tongue, the most alien of senses, the most unrelated to pain. Yongwoon, who had focused his fragmented mind on the bitter sensation, then awakened the next pain as if he was following the thread.

Bit by bit. I kept chewing my tongue. I felt the bitter taste of blood and pain, and I pieced together my shattered mind.

It is meaningless to block out hearing. This world is a world that contains the pain of the present. Has he never blocked out his hearing during those decades?

In order to escape from madness, more than anything, I had to unify my mind. Yongwoon, who had been chewing on my tongue and swallowing its blood, immediately awakened my sense of smell.

The senses of taste and smell are shared. Yongwoon, who smelled blood, used all his might to push away the pain of the medical world from his consciousness.

I have to think. I have to think about anything. I have to memorize the names of over three hundred acupoints in the human body. I have memorized the locations of the acupoints, the combination of poisons and medicines, minor elixirs, and even special elixirs that cure madness. I have memorized all the names, effects, manufacturing steps, and ingredients.

As I deliberately focused my mind on one point, the storm of noises subsided. It was still painful, but I managed to force it out.

I couldn’t end it here. I didn’t know when Gwangcheonma would die, but I had to hold on.

It is a world that creates its own world. The world of medicine is the result of combining the intangible, the natural, and the natural.

A world that occupies a territory. That thought flashed through my mind. Wasn’t I also one of those worlds?

Blue area, red area, and purple area.

Push it out. I have to push it out. Yongwoon pulled up his invisible energy, repeatedly holding onto his hazy mind.

Jjing- The pain surged again as if it had been waiting for it. But this time, Yongwoon neither fainted nor let his guard down.

Concentrate. You have to concentrate again.

“Influence, Guhwaryo, Budol, Cheonjeong, Geogol, Gyeonwoo, Bino, Suori. Juryo, Gokji, Susamri, Sangryeom, Haryeom, Onyu, Pillyeok, Yanggye, Hapgok, Samgan, Igan, Sangyang. Suyangmyeong Daejanggyeong. Footyangmyeong Wigyeong…”

I muttered. My mind became sharper as I recited the basics of medicine that I had no need to memorize over and over again.

Gritting his teeth in agony that threatened to make him faint, Yongwoon finally grabbed his own scepter. The blue area enveloped Yongwoon’s body.

I couldn’t breathe. It felt like a huge lump of iron was pressing down on my whole body. Yongwoon felt that kind of wall in the struggle between the medical world and the medical world.

The blue area shook. Red was not visible. It was only darkness to begin with, and there was no direct murderous intent targeting Yongwoon in this entire world.

When I took out the medical system, the madness became even more evident. But I couldn’t be discouraged.

In terms of toxicity, Yongun and Ma-ui were also not lacking in the present.

He gritted his teeth. With a cracking sound, something broke, and Yongwoon opened his bloodshot eyes. He couldn’t see anything, but it was okay.

I liked the feeling of my head splitting open and something like blood flowing from my face. It was a clearer sense of truth.

The screams faded away. Even the blood clots that had dissolved on their own could no longer disturb Yongwoon.

The blue area that was flat and almost crumbling began to gradually push away the darkness. From the width of a sword, to an inch, to a foot. As it wrapped around Yongwoon’s body, his ceremonial power began to push away the existing ceremonial power.

“Okdang, Yongcheon, Jamalcho and Hyungbungdok-”

Yongwoon continued to strengthen the structure while muttering to himself without realizing it. When it was pushed back, he pushed it back, and when it broke, he filled it up even more.

Yongwoon rose, burning fiercely even the urge to kill that he rarely used, and, no, storing all the emotions and memories that he could feel and think in his mind.

It was dark. Was it emptiness? There was no floor to be felt, and not even a ceiling, but Yongwoon stood up.

“after.”

The blue area now filled a yard around Yongun. The moment that happened,

The blue area turned purple, and Yongun vomited blood. Cough…! But he didn’t fall again.

It held on. In fact, it held on. The purple realm – this realm where Yongwoon’s will was stronger than anything else – was not a leading point, but space itself.

Dominion over space. As the Heavenly Demon Lord Limbo is, as the present existence is-

Now there is no need to force the purple line.

As I created my own domain, all my senses became clearer and more controllable. It felt like I had finally grabbed the reins of a horse that had been running wildly. Taking a deep breath, Yongwoon looked around again, holding back his twitching limbs and his dazed mind.

As I took in the formless energy in my eyes, the darkness began to appear faint.

Gwangcheonma was a little far away from Yongun. It seemed like he was moving while being trapped in the medical world.

The situation with Gwangcheonma was also not good. The waves of flesh that had burst were all stuck to his body as if they were being sucked in.

In the grotesque sight of torn flesh stuck to the body, only the face was lying flat on top of the covered body, but the eyes were unfocused and drool was flowing from the mouth.

Thud, thud, thud- Gwangcheonma’s limbs were constantly self-harming. Just as Yongun had bitten his tongue, Gwangcheonma seemed to have found an escape route from his pain, but he was unable to escape.

The moment he recognized the Gwangcheonma, the monster appeared in front of him. He touched the Gwangcheonma with his finger with a sad expression,

With a thud! The limbs of the Gwangcheonma were crushed together. The Gwangcheonma flinched for a moment, but was unable to resist. It was a powerful pressure that even Yongwoon could feel.

Seeing it all through the intangible, I could see that hearing wasn’t the only thing that the presence could maximize.

It seemed that hearing was the only thing that wore down the mind, and that any stimulation that was not allowed to escape the realm of existence seemed to have an effect that was tens or hundreds of times more intense.

“I will definitely apologize to you in the afterlife.”

With a whispered voice, Presence gently wrapped both hands around him.

Plop- Plop- Plop- With a disgusting sound, the body of the demon king began to shrink. It was more correct to say that it was crumpling. The flesh, bones, and blood were crushed into a single sphere, and that is how the demon king died.

It was only at the last moment, when his head was on his knees, that Gwangcheonma’s eyes widened.

“Oh, Dad-”

It was no use. In front of his eyes was now only the ‘thing’ that was the mineral spring and his disciple.

The death of Gwangcheonma. Yongwoon let out a deep sigh of relief. Hyunjon was startled by the sound and looked at him, his eyes widening.

“You… how?”

The moment I was about to complain to Hyun-Jun who was looking at me with eyes of disbelief,

Whoa! The darkness split. Pitch black split into pitch black, and outside the crack, a view of the outside world was visible.

A woman walked into it with ease, as if she were taking a walk, dressed in silk-

“…uh?”

“Oh, you saved me some trouble.”

Cheonma looked at Hyunjeon with a smile.