Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 185

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Chapter 185
‘A quick decisive battle. They’ll be trying to swiftly strike down me and the Mudang disciples. And Jeong Gwang… I can’t predict how that man will move. This won’t be easy.’
I cycled through my thoughts rapidly.
‘Among the enemies, there are six supreme masters. On our side… by my senses, there are five. Including myself, that makes six, so the numbers are equal. But one of those six is Jeong Gwang. What should I do?’
Jeong Gwang was among the Mudang disciples on our side.
Though he appeared to be fighting earnestly, covered in blood, I believed it was merely an act.
‘I need to find a way.’
“Hehehehe… The Lord of Geumcheon-gun desires your blood.”
“Offer your necks quietly!”
Two Monstrous Persons dressed in crimson and azure robes.
In the martial world, they were notorious villains known by the fearsome name Eum-yang Ssangma.
Both were supreme masters, and rumors spoke that their combined yin-yang formation could stand against four supreme masters and defeat an expert of the Hwahyeong realm.
Of course, I was aware of these two.
In fact, they later appeared as one of the mid-tier bosses and blocked Yeo Ha-ryun’s path.
These six stood at the forefront of the Hyeolseon-gyo forces.
The other four besides Eum-yang Ssangma were all ones who would appear individually later.
Hyeolma Ssangbu, a giant wielding two axes. Sahyeol Akgyeom, who used a scythe as a weapon.
Haneum Bingma, who wielded cold yin energy.
Sarak Gwigeom, who delighted in slashing people to death with a sword.
All the ones Yeo Ha-ryun would strike down one by one had made a full appearance!
Behind them stood the elite and corpses of Hyeolseon-gyo.
At a glance, they appeared to be powerful demons of at least Steel Corpse rank, not mere Copper Corpse rank.
However.
Sizzzzz. Sizzzzz.
As they touched the mist, smoke rose from the corpses’ bodies.
“Tsk. Yin-form Taoist. We must finish this quickly. If we stay in this formation too long, all the corpses will be ruined.”
Sarak Gwigeom spoke to one of the Eum-yang Ssangma.
“The Sword-form Taoist speaks truly. Everyone, hunt the sacrifices!”
The enemies charged forward.
“Deploy the Taiji Seven Stars Sword Formation!”
In response, the Mudang Jangmunin shouted, and all the Mudang disciples drew their swords and deployed the formation.
And the two groups collided.
The first to exchange blows were Jeong Hyeong Jingin, the Mudang sect leader, and Eum-yang Ssangma.
As slightly imperfect vital energy rippled from Jeong Hyeong Jingin’s blade, tracing a taiji symbol, the two Eum-yang Ssangma met him with bare hands.
The remarkable thing was that while neither possessed vital energy, both had wrapped energy around their hands like cocoons.
Taking a thick thread-like form, the power of the two who rushed forward not only withstood the sect leader’s vital energy but was even pushing him back.
Simultaneously, the other supreme masters engaged each other. And between them, the Mudang disciples, Hyeolseon-gyo corpses, and Hyeolseon-gyo warriors began tangling in combat.
“Brother! Don’t stray from my side!”
Cheonwoo shouted from beside me. But naturally, I didn’t listen to him.
“Just watch yourself!”
“Brother!?”
I immediately threw myself into the thick of battle, breaking away from Cheonwoo’s side. Since the Eum-yang Ssangma was engaging Jang Mun-in, our forces effectively numbered six supreme masters minus Jang Mun-in, who had only reached the Hwahgyeong realm. The enemy had five supreme masters. In other words, I could move freely!
That meant I could reduce their numbers before Jeong Gwang made his move!
‘I need to thin out the enemy before Jeong Gwang acts!’
I caught a glimpse of Jeong Gwang facing off against a Hyeolseon-gyo supreme master, wielding his sword with one hand, then turned my head away.
I needed to work quickly.
My first priority was to reinforce the Mudang Sect’s forces.
[Jang Mun-in, this is Jin Cheon-hee, your lay disciple.]
Flinch!
Upon sending the telepathic message, Jang Mun-in’s body froze for just a moment. But true to his nature as someone who had entered the Hwahgyeong realm, he quickly recovered.
He immediately resumed his fierce battle against the Eum-yang Ssangma.
[I know a method to defeat the Gongsi. I’ve faced them before. Please listen to what I’m about to tell you. Time is of the essence, Jang Mun-in!]
[Good. What is this method?]
Jeong Hyeong Jingin’s reply came immediately.
[Keep the Gate of Death fixed and move the Gate of Life one step backward in circulation.]
“Mm.”
Jang Mun-in’s brow furrowed slightly.
Ordinarily, it would have been improper for an outsider like me to offer advice about sword formations.
But I was the sole inheritor of the Jegallga’s legacy and a prodigy who had discovered and restored the Jinchuk technique that had never been taught to me.
His judgment was swift.
Even while battling the Eum-yang Ssangma, he gathered his inner energy and shouted.
“Gate of Life, one step back!”
It was simple enough—just a single step backward. With that movement, the Gate of Life shifted to the rear while the Gate of Death moved forward.
Thud.
This shift began to create a grand circulation.
The moment they lunged toward the Gate of Life before them, it would swing shut, and the Gate of Death hidden behind would open, unleashing the sword.
The sword formation began to circulate like a graceful dance.
But that wasn’t all. The sword formation’s effect resonated with the formation that enveloped all of Mount Mudang.
The sword qi and fist energy of the Mudang disciples became increasingly refined, while the enemy’s energy grew progressively constrained.
“Krraaagh!”
“Ughhhh!”
The Hyeolseon-gyo disciples began collapsing one after another.
Witnessing this, Jeong Hyeong Jingin could not hide his astonishment.
‘He’s already grasped the essence of the Taiji Seven-Star Sword Formation!’
Jang Mun-in, Jeong Hyeong Jingin, continued moving his sword calmly despite his wonder.
“Damn it! Brother! We must bring down this cursed creature quickly!”
“We must finish this before the formation’s power grows stronger!”
The Eum-yang Ssangma grew anxious. At that moment, I sent another telepathic message.
[To neutralize the Gongsi’s energy, you must attack with yin and then strike with yang to shatter it. If you target the joints rather than the body, it will be easily destroyed.]
[Attack with yin and then shatter with yang?]
[Yes.]
[How could we possibly…?]
Jin Cheon-hee answered differently instead.
[We have no time.]
The Hyeolseon-gyo disciples—who appeared as demonic cultivators to the eyes of Mudang Jangmunin—were falling, but the Gongsi were not.
The formation was weakening the Gongsi, but it would require at least several hours to render them completely immobilized.
“Strike with yin, then shatter with yang! Those who have mastered the Qingyin and Hongyang techniques shall attack, while the rest defend according to formation!”
The Mudang Sect also possessed martial techniques that manipulated cold and hot qi. And as these techniques were deployed, their effect became immediately apparent.
The cold qi generated by the Qingyin technique’s power carved across the Gongsi’s shoulder blade.
Clang—
A metallic sound rang out, but it did not penetrate. However, when the hot qi of the Hongyang technique that immediately followed struck the shoulder once more, something extraordinary occurred.
Crack!
The Gongsi’s shoulder split apart as if shattering.
The Gongsi, having lost one arm, attempted to attack with the other, but the defense of another Hermit blocked the assault, and it thrashed about helplessly.
And toward the head of this struggling Gongsi came the blade and hand of another Hermit, wrapped in the power of both Qingyin and Hongyang techniques.
Thud!
The Gongsi collapsed outright.
“It works!”
“Uwaaaaah!”
The Mudang Sect’s first victory in their retreat.
Seeing this, I immediately rushed toward Sarak Gwigeom.
[Jang Mun-in! Be cautious of Jeong Gwang Jingin! I shall first lend my strength to bringing them down.]
[Jeong Gwang? Priest Jin, what are you saying!?]
Jang Mun-in called back in shock. His movements also became slightly disrupted by the surprise, and in that gap, the Eum-yang Ssangma pressed forward fiercely.
As his hands and feet became frantic and he could no longer speak, I simply charged toward Sarak Gwigeom.
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Sarak Gwigeom.
While there are many types of swordsmanship, the blade of Sarak Gwigeom is a vicious killing sword.
A sword technique meant to slay, it was originally the swordplay of assassins.
Clang-clang-clang!
Sarak Gwigeom exchanged sword moves with Elder Jeong Hak, delighting in it.
“Hahaha! The flesh of those Mudang wretches is quite tender, isn’t it?”
Excited at the thought of cutting into the living flesh of a Hermit, he licked his lips with his tongue.
The sword qi of Sarak Gwigeom drew arcs, slashing relentlessly.
With each strike, fresh blood was drawn across Elder Jeong Hak’s body in lines both large and small.
The sword technique that relentlessly targeted vital points was not easy to counter with Mudang swordplay.
No. It was because the martial skill of the one facing Sarak Gwigeom was inferior in comparison.
‘Has my martial learning become so shallow?’
I grew angry at my own dullness.
Those were days spent merely observing, caught up in the petty power struggles of the Mudang Sect. It was only natural that my martial skill had grown dull.
‘My blade has dulled. Jeong Hak. It’s dulled.’
Jeong Hak Jingin, the elder facing Sarak Gwigeom, lamented inwardly. Yet he did not retreat.
If he fell back, the Mudang disciples would be slaughtered.
Even with the power of a sword examination, they could not endure long before a supreme master’s killing blade.
So he held his ground with stubborn determination.
Clang!
In that instant, the blade was severed.
He had failed to maintain proper sword essence.
The sword devourer had consumed his blade—now his neck would follow.
‘Hah!’
Jeong Hak squeezed his eyes shut.
“…!”
Yet nothing happened.
Warm liquid trickled down his face. When he opened his eyes, Jin Cheon-hee stood there.
“Are you unharmed?”
Sarak Gwigeom trembled, his arm pierced by Jin Cheon-hee’s Icebound Sword.
What was remarkable was how the flesh where the Icebound Sword touched seemed to harden as if frozen solid.
Jin Cheon-hee immediately suppressed Sarak Gwigeom’s vital points to render him unconscious, then destroyed his dantian.
Boom!
The series of movements flowed together with breathtaking speed.
“Much obliged.”
“Not at all. Even with a destroyed dantian, such creatures can sometimes go berserk through their peculiar demonic arts, so caution is necessary.”
Then I severed the meridians of all four limbs.
“He won’t wake for a week. I trust the Mudang can handle the rest.”
This was all I could do.
The rest would be left to the Mudang.
‘A true eccentric. Truly an eccentric.’
His master Baek Rin-ui-seon was an eccentric of the realm, but his disciple Seo Baek-ryong was an eccentric in a different sense.
“Understood.”
“….”
Jin Cheon-hee immediately sought out Jeong Gwang.
Jeong Gwang too appeared to be subduing his opponent with a single arm.
Jeong Gwang’s opponent was Haneum Bingma. He screamed and collapsed face-down.
‘Is he really defeated?’
Jin Cheon-hee regarded him with suspicious eyes, then briefly surveyed the surroundings.
Everywhere, everyone fought fiercely.
After felling Haneum Bingma, Jeong Gwang began approaching Jang Mun-in, who was locked in a blood battle with Eum-yang Ssangma.
‘Could he be ignoring Geumcheon-gun’s orders and planning to strike Jang Mun-in from behind?’
Geumcheon-gun had clearly commanded him to deal with me. Yet a faint killing intent emanated from Jeong Gwang.
Normally imperceptible amid the chaos of battle, but I had grown suspicious of Jeong Gwang and could sense it.
I approached Jang Mun-in.
Of course, I had no definitive proof that Jeong Gwang was a traitor. But the motive, the method of execution—with Jeong Gwang, all of it was possible.
Most critically, to eliminate Hyeolseon-gyo executives with just one arm?
No matter how fiercely he struggled, it made no sense.
Had Jeong Gwang been the type to devote himself solely to martial arts from the beginning, we would never have faced such catastrophe.
‘Either way… I cannot simply leave this be.’

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