Instant-Death Cultivation: Surviving in an Immortal World with Instant Kill - Chapter 125
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Chapter 125: Gongling Island (2)
Cheon Woo-jin is hiding a considerable number of techniques to disguise his identity.
However, that doesn’t mean the instincts Cheon Woo-jin honed through countless bloody battles in Ghost Head City would simply disappear.
The moment Seok Pilgyeon generated Sword Qi, Cheon Woo-jin instantly saw through its structure.
By injecting spiritual energy to destroy that weak point, he could break the Sword Qi before his own body sustained any wounds.
“Kuk…!”
Seok Pilgyeon reflexively stepped back, but it was already too late.
True Fire flames were already blazing in Cheon Woo-jin’s grasp.
[True Fire Burning Bell]
Kwaaa!
A massive crimson fireball engulfed Seok Pilgyeon’s body, burning his entire form with transcendent heat.
A unique magic art newly created by Cheon Woo-jin, who had been constantly pondering how to freely manipulate True Fire.
An attack technique that maximized efficiency to burn only a single target precisely, without worrying about yang energy consumption from excessive firepower.
Its effect was definitive.
“Keuaaaah…!”
Seok Pilgyeon writhed his entire body while screaming.
He tried to resist somehow, but with his whole body being consumed by True Fire, it was difficult to properly form spell formations.
Eventually, Seok Pilgyeon became a charred corpse with his entire body burned black and collapsed on the spot.
“Wh-what happened?!”
People who noticed the commotion came rushing over.
They were martial artists from the Won Family Clan responsible for guarding the imperial residence.
Among them were faces he had seen in the game.
“Wh-what on earth happened here?!”
“Why did you do this to the Daoist from Taeul Yeokri Sect…”
“…”
Cheon Woo-jin kept his mouth shut while scanning them.
Martial artists who only practiced martial arts don’t show status windows.
However, among them was someone whose status window was visible.
[Seok Jin-ung]
* Race: Human Race
* Age: 177 years
* Realm: Foundation Establishment (Late Stage)
* Constitution: Wood-Earth Spiritual Root
* Faction: Demonic Path
* Affiliation: Blood World Demon Sect
* Destiny: Self-Interest
That bastard is also a Demonic Cultivator from Blood World Demon Sect.
Seeing that he shares the same surname as Seok Pilgyeon, they might be blood relatives.
With that thought, Cheon Woo-jin ignited True Fire in his palm just like before.
“Demonic Path spies have infiltrated this imperial residence. They’re using special human skin masks to disguise their faces.”
“D-Demonic Path spies?!”
“So everyone scratch the temple area on your faces with a blade to make wounds. The human skin masks they use will fall off automatically if that area is torn.”
This was a lie.
The disguise techniques of Blood World Demon Sect’s Hundred Faces Division aren’t that crude.
But saying this would make it easier to root them out.
“You there, you do it first.”
“…!”
Seok Jin-ung, pointed out by Cheon Woo-jin, showed a flustered expression.
The claim that human skin masks would peel off if the temple area was wounded was probably the first time he’d heard such a thing.
He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could utter a single word, Cheon Woo-jin snapped at him.
“As expected, you’re the Demonic Path spy. Your behavior has been suspicious from the start.”
“…!”
When Cheon Woo-jin raised one hand, Seok Jin-ung hastily threw his body backward.
The Won Family Clan martial artists’ eyes widened at that movement, which was clearly different from the lightness skills used by martial artists.
“Keuaak!”
Kwaaa!
Seok Jin-ung became a lump of charcoal from the True Fire Burning Bell that Cheon Woo-jin launched.
“D-Daoist, that movement just now was…”
“It wasn’t lightness skill but magic arts. It’s proof that his true identity was a Demonic Cultivator hiding among you.”
“Ah…!”
Before the sighing Won Family Clan martial artists, Cheon Woo-jin spoke in a cold voice.
“Demonic Path spies are hiding throughout the imperial residence. We must root them all out.”
“Y-yes, we understand…”
Bang! Kwabang!
At that moment, explosive sounds came from various parts of the outer courtyard.
It was the work of spies who had noticed that an emergency situation had occurred.
“You inform Left Minister Gwak Yu about this situation.”
“D-Daoist, what about you…”
“I’ll pursue those who are escaping.”
Thud!
Cheon Woo-jin used spiritual energy to soar into the air.
Originally, the imperial residence had formation arrays installed to prevent intrusion by outsiders.
So flying over the imperial residence or crossing the walls was impossible.
But the explosion that just occurred had torn a hole in the formation.
He could see about five or six Demonic Cultivators climbing over the walls to escape. Cheon Woo-jin pursued them.
Whoosh!
They were cutting through the urban area of Gongryeong Island, heading north.
There was a dense forest to the north of Gongryeong Island. It seemed they were trying to escape there.
It would have been possible to unleash True Fire Roaring Heaven here and sweep them all away at once, but doing so would involve the urban area of Gongryeong Island.
This was an area where high-ranking officials and noble families of the Wei Jin Kingdom resided, making the aftermath difficult to handle.
In the end, Cheon Woo-jin had to chase them all the way to the northern forest.
Thud! Thud thud!
The Demonic Cultivators landed in the forest and turned around.
It seemed they no longer intended to flee.
“You, what is your identity?”
The one who spoke to Cheon Woo-jin was the man with the highest cultivation among them.
[Liu Huan]
* Race: Human Race
* Age: 343 years
* Realm: Core Formation Realm (Middle Stage)
* Constitution: Earth-Metal Spiritual Root
* Faction: Demonic Path
* Affiliation: Blood World Demon Sect
* Destiny: Cruelty
This man named Liu Huan was someone he had seen in the Spirit Path Cultivation Chronicle game.
He was a Core Formation Realm demonic cultivator belonging to the White Face Horn, a figure who carried out orders from the Heartless Demon while leading subordinates.
“What was that thing you said in front of the Won Family Clan warriors earlier? That you could break our disguise techniques with such a thing?”
“…”
When Cheon Woo-jin didn’t respond and put his hand inside his robe, Liu Huan frowned.
“Because of you, our entire plan has been ruined. If we flee like this, we’ll obviously face the sect master’s rebuke, so we need to at least capture you and take you with us. We can gradually find out where you crawled out from.”
Slash!
Liu Huan launched sword qi toward Cheon Woo-jin.
Perhaps because there was no need to hide his identity, he unleashed the dark red sword qi characteristic of Demonic Cultivators.
However, Cheon Woo-jin didn’t move from his spot.
This was because he used the Taiyi Protection Talisman he had taken from his robe.
Whooom!
The refined energy characteristic of the Orthodox Sect spread out, forming a protective barrier that guarded Cheon Woo-jin’s entire body.
Liu Huan’s sword qi couldn’t penetrate the barrier and simply scattered.
‘As expected, the defensive power is excellent.’
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Liu Huan continued to pour out attacks, but ultimately couldn’t inflict even a scratch on the barrier.
Cheon Woo-jin felt satisfaction as he confirmed the defensive power of the Taiyi Protection Talisman.
‘Talismans have the disadvantage of being single-use, but they have the advantage of being able to exert powerful force without consuming spiritual power. I just need to use them at the right time and place.’
Then Liu Huan stopped his attacks.
But he was wearing a meaningful smile.
“Foolish fellow.”
Whooom!
Suddenly, the surroundings became dark.
Just moments ago he had been in a dense forest, but now he had been sucked into a space like a desolate wasteland.
Of course, it wasn’t a Law Domain or pseudo-Law Domain.
They had deployed a demonic formation array to trap Cheon Woo-jin inside it.
“While you were feeling triumphant blocking my attacks, my subordinates deployed the formation.”
Liu Huan clasped his hands behind his back and laughed.
“I heard you’ve awakened True Fire. The way you instantly burned Seok Pilgyeon and Seok Jinwoong to death earlier was also the power of True Fire, right?”
“…”
“I don’t know where a mercenary like you learned True Fire. Well, there must be some story behind it. I can hear about that gradually later, so I won’t bother asking now.”
Just moments ago, he had pointed out that Cheon Woo-jin was being triumphant.
Now Liu Huan himself was the one looking triumphant.
He had secured absolute superiority over Cheon Woo-jin.
He seemed to be convinced of that.
“True Fire is certainly a powerful force. You seem to have gained Song Yu-hee’s interest by showing it off… but once you know what techniques someone uses, there are ways to counter them.”
“…”
“Look at the sky.”
Cheon Woo-jin raised his head.
In the night-dark sky, there was a moon floating, and beneath it hung a rainbow of ominous colors.
Of course, it wasn’t a real moon or rainbow, but something created by the demonic formation array.
“Do you know what that is?”
“The Yin Moon Demon Rainbow Formation.”
Yu Hwan’s eyes widened at Cheon Woo-jin’s indifferent response.
“It’s a formation that creates a space where powerful yin energy operates to interfere with yang-based magic arts. When several professionally trained demonic beasts form the array, it can even interfere with a Core Formation Realm cultivator’s magic arts.”
“…!”
Right now, Yu Hwan’s subordinates were forming hand seals with pale faces around them.
They were maintaining this formation while consuming even their own life force.
Thanks to this, powerful yin energy waves were permeating this space.
“You bastard, how do you know about the Yin Moon Crimson Formation?”
Yu Hwan pressed urgently.
“Are you perhaps also someone from the Demonic Path? How on earth did you….”
Well, it’s because I’ve seen it several times in the game.
The Yin Moon Crimson Formation is certainly a powerful formation.
It can interfere with not only True Fire but also ordinary fire magic arts.
When playing with Fire Spirit Root in Spirit Path Cultivation Chronicle, getting caught in this Yin Moon Crimson Formation was quite troublesome.
No matter how much flame you spewed, you couldn’t deal proper damage to enemies.
On the other hand, since many among the Demonic Cultivators use yin-cold type magic arts, the damage received from enemies becomes greater.
“It seems I’ll really need to hear many stories from you.”
Yu Hwan raised his hand with a serious expression.
Then a pitch-black blade the size of a house appeared.
[Great Black Spirit Earth Condemning Blade]
Wooooong!
Massive yin energy vibrated the entire space.
“Don’t worry. Even if I crush your entire body, I’ll leave at least your Golden Core intact.”
“….”
The appearance of someone who believed without doubt that he held absolute superiority.
Watching that, Cheon Woo-jin slowly opened his mouth.
“Yu Hwan.”
“Hm?”
Yu Hwan, who was about to swing the giant black sword, was startled.
“You bastard, how do you know my name….”
“This Yin Moon Crimson Formation is perfect, right?”
“What?”
“Is intervention from outside impossible?”
When asked if it was properly isolated from the outside, Yu Hwan replied in a stiff voice.
“Are you expecting support from the Taeul Yeokri Sect? You’d better abandon such useless hope. They will never be able to discover this space.”
“I see.”
“More than that, you bastard, how did you know my name….”
Before Yu Hwan could properly finish his words.
A noisy sound echoed through the dark space.
Crackle, crackle!
It was the sound of lightning energy sparking.
Lightning energy created by the yin-yang of taiji reacting within Cheon Woo-jin’s Golden Core was racing through his meridians.
Yu Hwan’s eyes widened at the sight of Cheon Woo-jin beginning to emit lightning energy from his entire body.
“Wha, what? What are you doing right now….”
Yu Hwan wouldn’t know.
That a space isolated from the outside means being able to fight without worrying about others’ eyes.
And that Cheon Woo-jin had always preferred such spaces.
“Yu Hwan, you said you’d leave at least my Golden Core intact.”
While controlling the lightning energy surging from his entire body, Cheon Woo-jin spoke coldly.
“Sorry, but you won’t have even a speck of dust remaining.”
Extreme yin’s black lightning energy pierced through the space.
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