Almighty God of War - Chapter 212

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212

Nanobots throughout his blood vessels activated all at once.

The nanobots began synthesizing and supplying oxygen directly within his bloodstream.

It was artificial yet perfect breathing, delivering oxygen to each cell without going through the lungs.

Guyang Cheongang entrusted his body to the raging torrent.

Without resisting the flow, he rode that tremendous force deeper and deeper down.

Had half a shichen passed?

It was when even his sense of time had grown dim.

In a space where only crushing pressure and terrible cold had existed, the water pressure suddenly disappeared.

Guyang Cheongang’s body shot up to the surface like a spring.

Splash!

The moment he burst out above the water’s surface, unfamiliar air filled his lungs completely.

Though the nanobots’ artificial oxygen had guaranteed his survival, the natural air he breathed directly through his lungs held an entirely different vitality.

Guyang Cheongang slowly opened his eyes.

Before his eyes, the mystical scene he had witnessed long ago unfolded once again.

It was a vast underground plaza, ten zhang high and fifty zhang wide.

The air here was filled with dense spiritual energy, and simply breathing it in seemed to replenish his depleted qi.

It was a place where the essence of heaven and earth pooled like a great marsh.

Guyang Cheongang swam to the pond’s edge and climbed onto dry land.

His clothes were soaked through and clung to his body, and terrible cold penetrated to his bones, making his entire body tremble convulsively.

But he did not stop.

With staggering steps, he found a flat spot by the pond and sat in lotus position.

Then, recalling the incantations of the Transcendent Impermanence Divine Art, he slowly began qi circulation.

It was a desperate struggle to recover the internal energy depleted from breaking through the torrent and to drive out the cold that had penetrated to his bones.

About one shichen had passed.

When Guyang Cheongang opened his eyes again, his complexion showed considerable vitality.

The underground plaza remained shrouded in silence, emanating mystical light.

As Guyang Cheongang slowly looked around, deep elation filled his eyes.

Along the plaza’s walls, red mosses—Extreme Blood Moss—spread like blood vessels.

Delicate yet mysterious, they pulsed like living creatures while emanating fragrant and warm energy.

They were mystical elixirs that grew only in the deepest places untouched by light for eons, containing the essence of life itself.

Beside them grew strange mushrooms resembling dragon brains—Dragon Brain Jade Fungi.

Their beauty, suffused with a gentle milky radiance, represented the pinnacle of nature’s mystical creations.

Guyang Cheongang’s heart burned with excitement.

He had repeated this perilous journey once more to find these very things.

In the past, he had used elixirs gathered from this place to create over a hundred supreme-grade Yangryong Pills.

Each pill could enhance internal energy by ten years while promoting qi and blood circulation and healing all manner of internal injuries.

Eating many elixirs here wouldn’t continuously increase his internal energy, but he could expect powerful healing effects.

Guyang Cheongang’s current internal injuries weren’t something that could be resolved by plucking and eating a few elixir roots.

His Eight Extraordinary Meridians were twisted, his five organs and six bowels had lost their proper positions, and his dantian was no different from ruins.

Ordinary consumption methods couldn’t recover from such fatal damage.

However, he possessed a method to absorb massive amounts of medicinal power at once and recover from internal injuries.

Guyang Cheongang moved carefully.

He meticulously removed each piece of Extreme Blood Moss and cautiously harvested the Dragon Brain Jade Fungi without damaging them.

Over ten geun of Extreme Blood Moss and more than a hundred Dragon Brain Jade Fungi piled up like a mountain before him.

Further harvesting would be meaningless.

The limit of medicinal power his currently broken body could handle was exactly this much.

Anything more would not be healing but self-destruction, his body bursting from rampaging energy.

Guyang Cheongang lightly placed both hands on the pile of elixirs.

After expelling turbid qi with a deep breath, he began circulating the Transcendent Impermanence Divine Art.

His stalled dantian slowly rotated, creating a whirlpool, and powerful absorption force extended from his palms.

It was the Absorption Formula, a secret technique that directly drew elixir essence into the meridians.

Whoooosh-!

The pure energy of the Extreme Blood Moss and Dragon Brain Jade Fungi poured into his meridians.

The two energies intertwined like dancers crossing paths within his meridians, and their waves made Guyang Cheongang’s entire body vibrate subtly.

Powerful spiritual energy spread to every corner of his body.

His twisted Eight Extraordinary Meridians found their proper places like meshing gears, and his displaced five organs and six bowels also recovered their functions and returned to their original positions.

As his internal injuries were washed away, healthy vitality began to circulate over his previously pale skin.

The greatest change was in his inner core.

Energy began filling his inner core, which had been nearly empty with only about ten percent remaining.

It was like clear water bursting from a dried spring, like a great river refilling a parched lake.

Time passed.

After half a day of qi circulation, Guyang Cheongang slowly opened his eyes.

As he withdrew the hand seals formed before his dantian, his pupils were clear and settled like a lake.

A subtle smile played at his lips, and undeniable elation bloomed around his eyes.

He knew his internal energy had recovered to about forty percent.

‘If I repeat this about four more times, I can completely uproot the fatal internal injuries.’

Considering the remaining amount of elixirs and his body’s recovery rate, he concluded that about two days would be sufficient for full recovery.

Guyang Cheongang piled another batch of Extreme Blood Moss and Dragon Brain Jade Fungi before him, then sat in lotus position and closed his eyes.

As the Transcendent Impermanence Divine Art circulated purely and the Absorption Formula unfolded, elixir energy once again poured into his meridians like a waterfall.

The underground plaza, locked in eons of silence.

Two days passed like an instant.

Guyang Cheongang, who had been buried in mystical white energy currents, finally opened his eyes.

Flash-!

Lightning-like divine light burst from his eyes.

Simultaneously, the massive white energy surrounding him was instantly absorbed through every pore of his body.

It was clear proof that his physical body had completely absorbed and made the spiritual energy his own.

Guyang Cheongang slowly rose from his position.

No trace of injury or aura of pain could be felt anywhere in his body.

His Eight Extraordinary Meridians had become solid as steel, his five organs and six bowels were in harmony, and his dantian was once again filled with explosive power.

“My internal injuries have completely recovered.”

His clear voice resonated as it struck the plaza walls.

[Thank goodness, Doctor. I was truly worried.]

Akasha’s voice echoing in his consciousness carried deep relief.

“Thank you, Akasha.”

Guyang Cheongang smiled broadly as he dusted himself off and stood up.

He slowly walked toward the depths of the plaza, toward the northern cliff.

And he stopped before the cliff as if entranced.

Strange and terrible traces were carved into the cliff.

The vertically gouged marks looked as if a giant god’s sword had struck the cliff in one blow.

That length of over ten zhang extended endlessly into the darkness, making it impossible to gauge where it ended.

Guyang Cheongang’s eyes suddenly grew deeply serious.

This was a sword trace left by the mysterious person the Golden King called Master.

Though the mysterious person’s identity remained shrouded in mystery, the power of this single strike he left remained embedded in the cliff, unfaded by the passage of time.

Guyang Cheongang took one more step forward and faced the sword trace directly.

At that moment, his focus grew hazy.

As if falling into deep hypnosis, his consciousness began to lose its grip on reality.

Kuuuuuuuuuu-!

The sound of a massive sword cutting through the air reached his ears.

It was an illusion, but the bone-cutting momentum was more vivid than reality.

A hundred-zhang-long giant sword that seemed to cover the sky poured down at near light speed.

The world split in two, the air was severed, and there was no path of escape.

It was an overwhelming sense of oppression, as if the sky itself was collapsing.

Guyang Cheongang’s entire body hardened like stone.

Extreme helplessness and terror began to crush his soul.

This was a different kind of absolute fear from what he had felt in his death struggle with Elder Geumjong.

It felt as if he was facing death itself, no, confronting a void greater than death.

‘This time… I will surely die.’

That despairing certainty dominated his mind.

A paralyzed state where he couldn’t move even a fingertip continued, and his consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

“No, I cannot die!”

Guyang Cheongang gritted his teeth and desperately tried to pull himself together.

He forcibly circulated the Transcendent Impermanence Divine Art, rotating his dantian to its limits.

That was when it happened.

The vast energy of heaven and earth pooled in the underground plaza responded to Guyang Cheongang’s resistance, becoming a violent whirlpool that surged into his entire body like a tsunami.

Thud! Thud thud thud thud!

His meridians swelled as if they would burst from the tremendous force sweeping through his limbs and body.

The true energy in his inner core boiled like lava, and the Yin-Yang Primal Energy, with its entangled yin and yang forces, began spinning with manic rotation.

The sound of bones twisting and breaking echoed through the underground plaza.

A calamitous ordeal had struck again upon his body that had just painfully finished healing.

The more Guyang Cheongang struggled, the more intense the illusory sword energy falling from above became.

The more he resisted, the sharper the sword became as if excited, and its speed increased.

At that moment, Akasha, who would normally offer advice, remained silent.

This was not a physical impact that the system could defend against.

It was a trial of the soul that could only be overcome through Guyang Cheongang’s spirit alone, through his foundation as a martial artist.

Before the sword trace of an absolute supreme expert, he had to face that overwhelming terror head-on and survive on his own.

A resolute light flashed across Guyang Cheongang’s contorted face.

He did not avoid the fear of death, and began to stare directly at that massive sword of destruction crushing him.

How much time had passed?

The concept of time had already collapsed.

It seemed like an eternity of endurance, yet also like an instant that flashed by in the blink of an eye.

The giant sword shadow that had covered the sky foretelling destruction gradually diminished in size and grew dim.

That imposing form that had reached a hundred zhang transformed at some point into a small crystal of light no bigger than a finger joint.

Then it pierced through Guyang Cheongang’s crown like lightning and disappeared without a trace.

Only then did Guyang Cheongang regain his senses.

His entire body was drenched in cold sweat.

His pallid skin, convulsively trembling hands, and haggard appearance as if he had suffered terrible nightmares for days were evident.

Though his body had reached the extreme of fatigue, his eyes alone were completely different from before.

An incredibly intense and sharp divine light that only one who had directly witnessed the abyss of death and returned could possess was flashing within them.

He fixed his gaze on the sword trace and let out a thin sigh, muttering quietly.

“My level is still shallow, so I cannot properly read the will of the senior who left this sword trace here…”

He had glimpsed a fragment of the martial way left by an absolute supreme expert, but it was merely the tip of a massive iceberg.

But there was no frustration.

Though he could not fully fathom its depths, the trace of the sword’s will that had pierced through his crown in that instant had fundamentally transformed his body from its very foundation.

He clenched his teeth tightly.

“I will come again someday. And then I will discover what that senior’s will was, and I will surpass it.”

As Guyang Cheongang spoke, he realized that a change like the creation of heaven and earth had occurred within his body.

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