Almighty God of War - Chapter 213

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213

Even the sensation of breathing air was different.

If his previous breathing had been simply the intake of oxygen for survival, now he was inhaling something deeper and more fundamental, like the very essence of the world itself.

That pure energy, which could be called the qi of the universe, moistened his lungs and permeated every corner of his body.

Even the sound of his blood flowing felt strangely unfamiliar.

The rhythm he felt with each heartbeat was a mysterious and majestic resonance that synchronized with the universe.

A vitality enveloped his entire body, as if each cell was alive and moving, directly communicating and dancing with the universe’s energy.

And the world visible to his eyes had completely changed.

When Guyang Cheongang raised his head to look around, what spread before his eyes was no longer an underground plaza filled with gray stones.

The world was filled with an indescribable festival of light.

It was not visible light captured by the naked eye, but the light of essence that could only be projected through the eyes of the soul.

All things were emitting their own light.

Above carelessly placed stones, cold and hard blue energy faintly lingered, and even the air surrounding the plaza sparkled as minute particles.

But among them all, the most overwhelming was undoubtedly the sword trace carved into the cliff.

From there, vast light and energy were explosively radiating, as if the sun had been condensed into a single point.

Within those waves of light, other things that had been invisible before finally began to enter Guyang Cheongang’s field of vision.

The faint clusters of light flowing along the walls of the underground plaza now approached as clear entities.

Having endured hundreds of years without decay, they were still pulsating as if breathing.

But not all light possessed eternal vitality.

Some had already scattered their condensed energy, casting only gray shadows of death.

Like a body that had lost its soul, the places that had lost their light were empty.

Guyang Cheongang could now clearly distinguish these subtle differences.

The light of life overflowing with vitality and the traces of death fading away.

All things were proving their existence with their own unique colors and textures.

Guyang Cheongang muttered in a voice mixed with doubt and amazement.

“Why can I see such things…?”

Suddenly turning his gaze to his own body, his eyes filled with shock.

He had discovered a transparent golden light barrier enveloping his entire body.

It was perfectly protecting his perimeter with gentle waves, like invisible flames dancing.

He could not know what that mysterious and beautiful light truly was.

“Akasha, what is this golden light surrounding my body?”

[Doctor, according to analysis results, the energy field formed around your body is determined to be an ‘Aura.’ It is the unique energy field emitted by living beings. While impossible to observe with ordinary naked eyes, it is known that once the ‘Mind’s Eye’ awakens, one can finally see its true form.]

“Mind’s Eye, you say…?”

[That’s correct. Until now, your Shangtandian’s function was insufficient, so I have been systematically performing that role on your behalf. It was a method of scanning external information, calculating it, and directly projecting it into your brain. However, during this mental collision process with the sword trace, your Shangtandian was forcibly expanded beyond its critical point.]

A subtle modulation appeared in Akasha’s voice.

[Now you have expanded your spiritual vision on your own without my assistance. It is the true awakening of the Shangtandian. As a result, it appears you can now directly perceive the essential energy fields of all living beings through your own senses rather than through system calculations.]

Guyang Cheongang clenched and unclenched his fist, focusing on the unfamiliar yet perfect sensation.

If his previous senses had borrowed Akasha’s help, the vision he felt now had a sense of unity, as if he were directly seeing through the world himself.

Guyang Cheongang gazed more deeply at his own aura.

The transparent golden light seemed closer to harmony than to power.

That light, gently swaying as if trying to blend into the universe’s great flow, formed a stark contrast to the cold and destructive sword-blue aura left by the mysterious master.

[Doctor, being able to visually read the flow of energy means your abilities in combat, detection, and understanding the principles of all things have evolved revolutionarily.]

Guyang Cheongang looked around once more.

Stones and air, the sword trace on the cliff, and even himself.

Every existence in the underground plaza was connected to the universe while radiating its own light.

This was the new world brought by the awakening of the Shangtandian.

He slowly sat in lotus position again and closed his eyes.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Guyang Cheongang’s face as he projected his inner dantian.

“How… did this happen?”

His internal energy, which hadn’t even filled a quarter of his inner core, had somehow risen to nearly half full.

It was the result of unconsciously absorbing the spiritual energy of the underground plaza during the desperate mental battle with the sword trace.

The absolute amount of increased internal energy alone was easily equivalent to twenty years of cultivation.

The power that would be demonstrated in actual combat was immeasurable.

Moreover, a strange form that hadn’t existed before was flickering in his Shangtandian.

A small sword’s shadow stored within golden flashes.

A single golden sword of toy-like cute size was slowly rotating like a living creature at the center of his Shangtandian.

Guyang Cheongang’s eyes sank even deeper.

“Akasha, are these changes I’m feeling real?”

[Yes, Doctor.]

Akasha responded immediately.

Her voice contained unmistakable elation.

[Full-body precision scan completed. Biometric data shows changes that far exceed expected ranges have been detected.]

“Tell me specifically.”

[The hydroxyapatite crystal density within your skeleton has exceeded the tensile strength of steel. Additionally, the keratin and collagen structure of your skin layers has been reconstructed into a graphene composite fiber form similar to carbon nanotubes. This effect is equivalent to advancing the physicalization process of the ‘Vajra Indestructibility Body’ I designed by dozens of stages.]

Guyang Cheongang raised his arm and gazed down at it quietly.

Though it appeared to be the same smooth skin as before, the density and tensile strength dwelling within had already left the realm of humanity.

The power dwelling in each muscle and bone felt several times heavier than before.

“This is a completely unexpected harvest.”

[I agree. I too could not predict that your biological structure itself would mutate in such a short period.]

Guyang Cheongang fell into deep thought.

Why hadn’t such a thing happened when he first faced the sword trace here several years ago?

Even then he had gained considerable enlightenment, but there had been no changes at the level of explosive internal energy growth or bodily structural modification like this time.

Now his body was absorbing and assimilating the sword trace’s energy like a starving beast making it his own.

“Akasha, why did the sword trace, which was quiet before, only now assimilate and modify my body like this?”

[It is determined to be because your martial arts level has exceeded a certain threshold.]

“Because of my level?”

[That’s correct. The sword trace here is an energy entity containing the essence of an absolute supreme master. In the past, you were merely a martial artist who had reached peak level through spirit medicine energy.]

“Continue.”

[At that time, your body could not fully contain this energy, so you could only feel overwhelming fear and intimidation.]

Akasha’s analysis continued.

[However, your current martial arts have risen to the intermediate level of the Transformation Realm. Your mind and body are vessels of a different dimension from peak martial artists.]

“So even with the same sword trace, the depth of response differs according to the realm of the one facing it?”

[That’s correct. Only now has your body gained the qualification to partially accept the absolute energy of the sword trace.]

“Partially…”

[Yes. Perfectly assimilating that energy is still nearly impossible, but accepting just its fragments has led to this level of evolution.]

Guyang Cheongang recalled the existence floating in his mental image’s Shangtandian.

“This golden small sword also seems related to the sword trace – can you determine what it is?”

[I apologize. My current database cannot define the essence of that form. However, it is in perfect harmony with your brainwaves and biological rhythms, so the possibility of harm is extremely low.]

“I don’t feel good about carrying something of unknown identity inside my body. Look into it and tell me immediately when you have results.”

[Understood.]

Guyang Cheongang closed his eyes and gazed at his Shangtandian.

The golden small sword was rotating slowly and elegantly, as if it were an independent life form with its own will.

Opening his eyes, Guyang Cheongang looked around.

A sigh flowed from his mouth.

“It’s ruins… The Supreme Blood Moss and Dragon Brain Jade Mushrooms have all disappeared…”

The underground plaza that had been filled with mysterious energy had been transformed like ruins swept by a storm.

The Supreme Blood Moss and Dragon Brain Jade Mushrooms that had filled the walls had disappeared without a trace, not even a single root remaining, and the solid floor had crumbled into crumbly sand as if all life had been drained from it.

Guyang Cheongang’s body had completely devoured all that vast spirit medicine energy and the plaza’s spiritual energy.

“Good, let’s leave now.”

Guyang Cheongang rose from his seat.

Before leaving, he looked back one last time at the sword traces on the cliff.

He no longer trembled with fear.

Instead, that place was filled with deep reverence and the resolve that he would one day face those sword traces again.

‘When my martial arts reach a higher level, I’ll have to come back here once more.’

Guyang Cheongang performed a respectful cupped fist salute toward the sword traces, then turned around without lingering attachment.

Now it was time to return.

He squeezed his body into the narrow rock crevice that led to the exit.

It was a treacherous path that barely allowed one adult to squeeze through.

After passing through the precipitous passage that stretched for over a hundred zhang, an ominous red light began to faintly shine from the distance.

The place that appeared again at the end of the passage was similar to the previous plaza, but it was a much more desolate and bizarre plaza.

The floor was covered with blackish soil, and the stench of rotting fish and foul odors vibrated through the air.

In the center of the plaza sat a pond where black, murky water swirled.

Then, the water of the quiet pond began to churn violently before shooting up fiercely toward the ceiling like a desert whirlwind.

Swoooooosh-!

Water sprayed in all directions, and from within it, a terrifying monster revealed itself.

It was a massive serpent whose body alone, visible above the water surface, exceeded five zhang.

A single horn, black and sharp as ink, protruded from its head, and its appearance—with two vertically slit eyes emanating evil energy—resembled a legendary imugi.

It was the Black Horn Flood Dragon that Guyang Cheongang had fought a life-or-death battle with several years ago.

As the creature led its massive body out of the pond, its heavy fifteen-zhang frame and four legs revealed their majesty.

Instead of tensing up, Guyang Cheongang smiled and casually waved his hand.

“Hey there, long time no see.”

A look of bewilderment briefly crossed the Black Horn Flood Dragon’s eyes.

Just as it was about to rage at some lowly human daring to act familiar with it, the creature’s gaze changed dramatically.

Its arrogant wariness vanished instantly, replaced by terrible fear.

Befitting a spiritual creature that had lived for thousands of years, it instinctively read the terrifying aura flowing from Guyang Cheongang’s body.

The Black Horn Flood Dragon retreated stealthily, almost pitifully, then pressed its body tightly against the cave wall while only watching Guyang Cheongang’s mood.

He clicked his tongue with an expression of disbelief.

Nothing was more uninteresting than beating up something that had gotten scared and tucked its tail between its legs.

More importantly, he was in a hurry to get going, so he had no intention of wasting time brawling with something that wouldn’t attack first.

He casually tossed out toward the Black Horn Flood Dragon.

“It’s a bit disappointing that you won’t attack. See you next time.”

As Guyang Cheongang threw himself into the black water of the pond without hesitation, the Black Horn Flood Dragon left behind finally let out a long sigh of relief and trembled.

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