Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 181



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Episode 181. Priest, Friend (3)

He died and came back to life. No one felt those words more than Yongwoon. The second life and the third life he received from Cheonma. Especially when he received the third life, Cheonma personally breathed his true energy into Yongwoon.

The energy that contained different characteristics for each person, rather than the bet, was the true energy. The fundamental energy that determined the basis of life, vitality, and the amount of lifespan, was different even if they had learned the same method of the same school and were blood relatives.

As the last remaining spark began to die out, Cheonma ‘created’ Yongun’s true energy. In his fading consciousness, Yongun felt the vital energy flowing into his body as his true energy, and he remembered that sensation.

Up until now, Yongwoon’s true energy had always flowed out from inside his body. Since it was a completely different and unfamiliar sensation, the memory of it remained vivid even when he opened his eyes again.

How can I use it? After continuing to train while treating Serin, I was able to completely confine my true energy within my body and still use the So-un-saeng-gong ten-tenths of it.

And now, the true and false energy began to mix within Yongwoon’s body.

Yongwoon opened his eyes wide. In that slow time that split into moments, Yongwoon pondered. Should he stop this process?

No matter how powerful it is, it is a matter of life and death. There were always new changes, but it was always a gamble, and everyone boldly accepted it because they were confident that they would reach a new level and become stronger.

Is this a positive change?

True energy and true life are different. The power of accumulating external energy in the body through the mind method, elixir, and danjeon breathing is bound to be different from the innate life that one originally possesses.

The two are combined. While he was thinking about it, more than half of the bet was already combined with the true energy.

“…”

It’s okay. That’s what I thought. This is already a strange body. What’s the harm in making it even weirder?

You have to use everything you have to win. This was just one of them.

Yongun’s ‘spirit’ began to follow his will.

Strength surged. An energy stronger than Jin-gi flowed through Yong-un’s blood vessels and enveloped his entire body.

It was my power. More than a bet or a trick, the energy that followed my will ran through my body and headed towards his arm, creating strength.

Purple Ganggi. A color I’ve never seen before. Yongwoon smiled. This was worth a try.

Jeokjeok! As the wave of destruction was completed, Kwon-Jun’s arm was completely extended. Blood spurted out from his arm, but at the same time, the white line created by the movement of his fist exploded.

A formless force poured out from the crack that seemed to shatter the world and poured down on Yongwoon. At the same time, a purple aura gushed out like a sea of ​​fire and rushed towards Pacheon.

Kwaang! The first vibration shook my internal organs and sent a surge of fresh water up. The purple energy continued to penetrate the formless energy, creating gaps and carving out strength, and even in the midst of this, the purple energy was being consumed.

A war of attrition between the two. Neither of them broke their fist-stretching stances. Even though blood kept flowing out of Kwon-Jun’s arms and his fingertips were split, Kwon-Jun glared at Yong-Woon, and even though blood kept flowing out of his nose, Yong-Woon did not let go of his salty stance.

Pacheon cannot be followed. The Pacheon Kwon that Yongwoon was able to master was up to Bungcheon. Pacheon was created when Kwonjon gave up the medical world, and the last Reverse Cheon was completed only after he died as a demon.

Even if it is a newly created salt spring, will it be able to withstand the flood?

No. The purple energy shattered, and the men and women of this hall were torn apart, and the power poured into Yongwoon.

Even this amount was still enough to evaporate Yongwoon’s body.

It was okay though, because I gained some time.

A completely new energy took hold in Yongwoon’s body.

It would be normal for the body to stiffen and the blood vessels to turn over as the poured out energy collapses, but that didn’t happen.

The injured blood vessels were immediately restored, and an energy like the ocean flowed through his body.

For the first time, the vital energy of the world was absorbed into Yongun’s body. Strictly speaking, it was now the time when he had reached the Five Energy Stage.

Every part of his body creaked and bled. He had a headache and was tired, but Yongwoon felt refreshed. It was refreshing, as if he had tasted the energy of the mountain after holding his breath for a long time.

Yongwoon let out all the energy within him.

“what!”

Kwon-Jun shouted in surprise and Yong-Un chuckled. When he spread his arms, a purple energy exploded and swallowed up Pa-Cheon.

Why is it purple? Was it influenced by the medical world? It seemed so. When the power that Yongun emitted reached the power of Kwonjon, it was digging into the energy without even realizing it.

There were a lot of things I wanted to try, but for now.

The purple energy covered all of the remaining waves. It swallowed them up. And then, it annihilated them.

I could see the power disappearing. The power of the authority, the energy of the wave, was disintegrated by the purple energy.

Is that right?

“haha!”

Kwon-Jun laughed loudly. His best season had just disappeared. No matter how injured or wounded he was,

The right to renounce was blocked for a child who had not even reached the age of five.

He was also a monster who had extraordinary talent and reached the top level faster than others. However, it wasn’t to that extent.

“indeed!”

The tide was blocked. My mind was tired and my blood vessels were groaning. The hole in my shoulder, which had already been turned upside down, cried out in pain.

Yet, his eyes were sharp and frenzied.

No more words were needed. This was an enemy I had to pour everything out on.

If that’s the case, then that’s the way to do it.

Knock! Knock! Two steps. The Pacheon Kwon was not a series of strikes either. Each punch had its own technique, and there was no flow between each punch.

Each and every one of them was a fatal blow and the power of one’s whole heart. The difference is that the higher the level, the stronger and more unstoppable it becomes.

It was truly time to unfold the ending.

Five fists.

A faint ripple was created in the air. Like a stone dropped into a calm lake, the ripple made all of Yongun’s fur stand on end.

A feeling of pressure even more intense than the previous catastrophe. The blood in my veins was seething and the alarm bell that froze my body and mind rang in my head.

Could anything be stronger than that force? He swallowed, forcing his body to stop convulsing.

“…”

I don’t even have the luxury of opening my mouth. My curiosity to study the purple aura has also disappeared.

Reason and instinct were mixed together and moved Yongwoon’s body.

Reverse the flow of time.

The fist is extended.

The space shook with a vibration. Yongwoon stretched out both arms as the distortion of the air gradually got faster as it approached him.

In both arms, all of Yongun’s energy was contained. The moment the purple energy, more intense than ever before, met the waves in the air,

It was twisted. It was as if the air was distorted, and blood gushed out as it twisted as if sucked into a whirlpool.

Yongwoon gritted his teeth. He didn’t even have time to scream.

If I hadn’t held the joint firmly with my fist, my arm would have already been torn off. I had to concentrate, and concentrate again.

An arm that was already broken to the point where it was hard to see. Yongwoon tried hard to read the flow of energy coming from that arm, its strange appearance.

It wasn’t the ignorant power struggle that occurred when Kang-gi clashed with Kang-gi. While other masters used all sorts of techniques to twist the flow and shape of Kang-gi, Kwon-jon’s Kang-gi contained only the powerful power to destroy his opponents.

Yongwoon’s strength was quite different from Kwonjon’s. It was soft. It contained the will to overcome the opponent rather than unconditionally defeating them with force.

Yongwoon closed his eyes. He ignored the pain and the fear that was rushing in, threatening to consume his body, and focused on the flow through his arms.

The purple qi mixed with the reverse qi. Was it absorbing? No. It was a little different from inhalation.

‘…change.’

The power of others, the power of the enemy, was changed to mine. As if it was being eaten away little by little, the energy of the reverse sky was gradually turning purple.

Hold on, block, slowly sap strength, and win at the last, last moment.

It was a flow of strong energy that had been melted into Yongun’s world, the acupuncture points, gold needles, and all of life, intertwined with the experience of Cheonma changing his vital energy into true energy.

“…”

He moved his twisted arm just a little bit. Pain followed, but Yongwoon barely felt it.

The purple river changed its shape with great effort. Little by little, the river covered the surface of the river.

“…”

Kwon-Jun stared at the sight in silence. Yong-Woon’s arm was twisted even more severely than his own, and there were no longer any nails on the tips of his fingers.

The owner of those two arms, covered in pus and showing bones, had eyes that were shining brightly.

What are you doing? Kwon-Jun watched the changes taking place in Yong-Woon’s arm while still swinging his fist.

The purple river covers the stream, and the stream begins to move. The stream, which slowly moves towards Yongwoon along the path given, is flowing deeper and deeper into the purple river.

Snake. The direction of the power flowed strangely, like a snake opening its mouth and its prey entering.

Yongwoon moved his feet slightly. It was a twisted, diagonal movement, not the straight, direct movement toward Kwonjeon that he had just done.

Kung. The reverse tidal wave that reached the end of both arms struck Yongwoon’s chest. The strength was as great as Mt. Tai, but the sound could not yet follow.

His ribs were crushed and his intestines were shaking. Yongwoon continued to move his feet, swallowing the blood mixed with the water.

The footwork was strange and not at all human-like. But there was clearly a strong will behind it.

Just before Yongwoon’s heart burst, the stream changed direction and headed towards his chest.

The footsteps continued, as if dancing very slowly.

Kwon-Jun’s eyes widened.

Kwak! Kwak! Kung! The purple energy still moved in the direction it was holding onto. Every time it touched a different part of his body, the bones there would break and blood would burst out, but Yongwoon did not let go of the Kwak, and the purple energy only grew stronger.

The power did not disappear. It did not disappear. It simply changed its subject.

“…her.”

Kwon-Jun laughed in vain. I can see it. At least thirty bones are broken and there is no blood flow left.

But now,

The power of the sky was glaring at him in a strange form that he did not know about, or rather, in the form of a purple snake’s mouth.

It’s a purple snake.

“…They say that if you love someone, you start to resemble them.”

Snake.

There is no secret to Taegeuk, or anything like that. It is not something that is returned according to the world’s principles, but rather it is something that is returned by forcefully seizing power, splitting it, coloring it, and then gradually destroying it.

The martial arts skills of the member who lived tenaciously and fought against warriors much stronger than himself were melted into his footsteps and shone brightly.

Hwaaaaak – The snake lunged at him. It held within it a power so great that even he could not handle it.

Light emitted without a sound.

Thud. Yongwoon fell to his knees. For a moment, he lost consciousness. In the end… without knowing it, something he didn’t know moved his body and created something.

Kwon-Jun, is he dead? I hope he’s not dead…

“below.”

Fortunately, I heard a voice. It was a familiar, quirky old man’s voice.

“No, should I call him Yongun now?”

Didn’t you reach it? The ringing ears could only hear Kwon-Jun’s voice and nothing else. Yong-Woon’s face was already buried in the ground.

“That was great. I’m proud of you. I didn’t do anything special, but you definitely succeeded.”

Success. What about? Yongwoon fell down and only heard Kwonjon’s voice.

“You said you haven’t decided on a name for the medical system yet. Until the last movement… I’ll name it.”

Why? But my mouth didn’t open.

“Flying Serpent.”

A flying snake.

Why do you like the sky so much?

No such words came out. With a thud, Kwon-Jun fainted.

“…under.”

Finally, Yongwoon followed behind with a faint smile.