Instant-Death Cultivation: Surviving in an Immortal World with Instant Kill - Chapter 126
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Chapter 126: Gongryeong Island (3)
“Lightning, Lightning Energy?!”
Kwareurung!
Black Lightning Energy erupted toward the shocked Yuhwan.
Yuhwan barely saved his life by defending with the Great Black Spirit Earth Condemnation Blade, a massive blade of yin energy.
However, the blade of the Great Black Spirit Earth Condemnation Blade, which had boasted overwhelming majesty, was already nearly half destroyed.
“H-how is this possible? You can use Lightning Energy?”
Yuhwan stammered as he desperately increased the distance between them.
“Moreover… b-black Lightning Energy!”
Kwareurung!
Barely dodging another incoming black Lightning Energy, Yuhwan raised his voice toward Cheon Woo-jin.
“This is Black Lightning from the Five Thunder Method! How can someone who has mastered the pure yang flames use extreme yin Lightning Energy…!”
If someone used True Fire, it would be natural to assume they had a single Fire Element spiritual root.
Or at least a spiritual root biased toward yang like the Wood-Fire spiritual root.
But what Cheon Woo-jin had just used was Black Lightning, a Water Attribute Lightning Energy.
To specialize in True Fire, a pure yang power, while skillfully wielding Black Lightning, an extreme yin power, was beyond Yuhwan’s common sense.
‘You must have thought my main weapon was True Fire.’
Recently, Cheon Woo-jin had been pretending to be a flame arts user specializing in True Fire.
Because he couldn’t let the Taeul Yeokri Gate discover that he was Cheon Woo-jin.
But there were also secondary benefits to be gained from doing this.
By hiding his true power, he could make enemies devise wrong countermeasures.
When he revealed his hidden abilities, Cheon Woo-jin could catch his opponent off guard and gain an overwhelming advantage.
“How on earth did you… Ahhh!”
Kwareurung!
Another eruption of Black Lightning blew away Yuhwan’s left shoulder.
Yuhwan’s face contorted as he experienced firsthand the power of annihilation that Black Lightning embodied.
“Keuuk!”
Yuhwan hastily restored the Great Black Spirit Earth Condemnation Blade.
The pitch-black blade once again displayed tremendous majesty.
Holding it, Yuhwan emanated sinister Spiritual Energy from his entire body.
“Your power is too dangerous…!”
Kwakwang!
The moment Yuhwan swung his right arm, the pitch-black blade flew toward Cheon Woo-jin.
But it didn’t reach Cheon Woo-jin. He had already deployed Lightning Energy to change his position.
As long as he could deploy Lightning Energy, he could achieve speeds incomparable to when he was chasing Yuhwan’s group earlier.
“You guys attack too…!”
While controlling the Great Black Spirit Earth Condemnation Blade, Yuhwan raised his voice.
“Squeeze out your remaining strength and launch a total offensive! If you don’t, we’ll all die!”
“Yes, sir…!”
The subordinates who had been maintaining the formation by squeezing out their life force hastily prepared attack magic.
But at that moment.
[Black Shadow Thorn Torture Diagram]
Papapapapat!
Dozens of awls sprouting from the dark ground launched a surprise attack on all of them.
The merciless awls pierced through their bodies, impaling them, and then thin thorns extended to ravage their vital organs and blood vessels.
“Huh…?”
Thud, thud, thud…
Yuhwan’s mouth fell open at the sight of his subordinates collapsing with agonized faces.
And immediately after that.
The final awl shot up from beneath Yuhwan’s sole.
“Keuak…!”
Yuhwan screamed at the pain boring into his leg.
No matter how strong someone’s endurance, the pain of thorns sprouting from within the body was difficult to bear.
But fighting in this state with his leg pierced through was difficult.
Eventually, Yuhwan tore apart his own foot and leg to pull out the awl.
Though Yuhwan tried to retreat while dripping blood to reorganize his stance.
It was already too late.
Cheon Woo-jin was already deploying magic to end the battle.
[Black Lightning Annihilation]
Kwakwakwakwang!
A storm of black Lightning Energy erupted with a thunderous roar.
Intense and overwhelming Black Lightning blades incomparable to when he first deployed this technique during his Qi Condensation days.
They devoured the Great Black Spirit Finger.
“Ah…!”
Each blade was insignificantly small compared to the massive blade of the Great Black Spirit Finger.
But those small blades swept like a storm, completely pulverizing the Great Black Spirit Finger into powder.
And not stopping there, they mercilessly extended out to strike Yu Hwan’s body.
“Grraaaah!”
Yu Hwan’s entire body was torn apart.
But here, Yu Hwan made his final desperate struggle.
He raised his remaining hand high and formed hand seals.
Immediately after, the world of the Yin Moon Crimson Formation began to distort.
Space twisted as bizarre sounds echoed throughout.
“Even if we all die, the formation will not be dispelled! Be caught up in the spatial distortion and die…!”
Blood spurting from every hole in his face, Yu Hwan screamed.
It was a final struggle befitting a Demonic Cultivator.
Yu Hwan, having squeezed out his last strength, accepted death as he was, and soon was completely annihilated by the Black Lightning Annihilation without leaving a single piece of flesh.
“Hmm…”
Cheon Woo-jin quickly looked around his surroundings.
This was something he had never experienced in the game.
Based on the insights he had gained in the Cultivation World so far, it was indeed a somewhat dangerous situation.
If caught up in the spatial distortion, even Cheon Woo-jin would not remain unharmed.
The fact that he couldn’t exit the enclosed space despite all the formation creators being dead was also troublesome.
‘It seems like I could stop this if I somehow found a way…’
There was no need to rack his brains worrying about such things.
Having made that judgment, Cheon Woo-jin reached into his storage bag.
And drew out a red precious sword.
‘I just need to use the Zhurong World-Destroying Sword.’
Whoosh.
He swung the red blazing precious sword through the air.
Then space itself burned and a hole was pierced through.
The true power of the extraordinary dharma artifact that burns space, the Zhurong World-Destroying Sword, was unleashed.
Thus making even Yu Hwan’s final struggle a meaningless act.
Cheon Woo-jin leisurely escaped from the collapsing Yin Moon Crimson Formation.
* * *
In the northern forest of Gongling Island, the Taeul Yeokri Gate and Won Family Clan were conducting a joint search.
Cheon Woo-jin suddenly appeared before them as they were perplexed by the lack of any traces.
“D-Divine Fellow Daoist!”
Among the shocked people, Gwak Yu rushed over urgently.
“What happened? When I arrived late, no one was there so I couldn’t tell what was what…”
“Those bastards trapped me in a demonic formation.”
“…!”
Before the startled Gwak Yu, Cheon Woo-jin explained coldly.
“The cornered Demonic Cultivators collapsed their own formation to attempt mutual destruction.”
“Oh my…!”
“I was lucky to escape through a crack in space, but if I had been unlucky, I would have died there.”
Hearing Cheon Woo-jin’s words, Gwak Yu let out a sigh of relief.
“What great fortune. It almost became a disaster.”
“But is it alright to leave the Imperial Villa empty?”
Currently gathered here were cultivators from the Taeul Yeokri Gate and martial artists from the Won Family Clan who had rushed out from the Imperial Villa.
Song Muyeol and others had already headed to the Dongli Family. Wouldn’t there be insufficient people to guard the Imperial Villa like this?
“Ah, that’s fine. Because he said he would follow along himself…”
“Daoist Gwak, I’ll explain.”
Then a man revealed himself from among the Won Family Clan’s martial artists.
He was a man of sturdy build who appeared to be in his early to mid-thirties.
Though no status window was visible, some energy could be felt from his lower abdomen.
It was proof that he had cultivated martial arts and possessed internal energy.
“Pleased to meet you. I am a person called Gong Uiun.”
Gong Uiun.
He was the Second Prince that the Taeul Yeokri Gate was trying to enthrone.
“I pay my respects to Your Imperial Highness.”
Cheon Woo-jin also greeted him respectfully.
Though he had no reverence for the imperial family, he had to maintain basic courtesy.
“I’ve heard about what kind of person you are. But I never expected you would achieve such great feats immediately upon arriving here.”
Gong Uiun was the owner of a calm and gentle personality.
Though he was said to have achieved many military merits together with the Won Family Clan, he was not a rough and belligerent person.
Meeting him directly like this, he seemed like a person without disqualifying factors to become emperor of a nation.
‘But… he’s a fake prince who hasn’t inherited even a single drop of the Emperor’s blood.’
In fact, Gong Uiun already knew this truth.
Nevertheless, he was someone who had decided to become Emperor himself.
‘In the game, he often suffered terrible fates after getting caught up in the disgusting conspiracies of the Cultivation World…’
As Cheon Woo-jin recalled his memories, Gong Uiun made a serious expression.
“Earlier, the Daoists from Taeul Yeokri Gate confirmed traces of Demonic Path forces for me. I never imagined that those evil Demonic Path bastards had infiltrated the imperial villa. If it weren’t for Fellow Daoist Shin, it could have been a disaster.”
At Gong Uiun’s statement, the people from Taeul Yeokri Gate and Won Family Clan showed uncomfortable expressions.
It was their duty to protect Gong Uiun, but they hadn’t noticed anything until Cheon Woo-jin arrived.
Therefore, they had lost face.
“Even without me, Left Advisor Gwak would have detected them directly before long. Left Advisor Gwak is someone who doesn’t miss such things.”
“Ah, is that so?”
Gwak Yu, who had mastered the Divine Perception Technique, would have been able to detect them eventually.
Though he wouldn’t have noticed them immediately upon seeing them like Cheon Woo-jin did.
“Fellow Daoist Shin…”
At Cheon Woo-jin’s mention, Gwak Yu showed a grateful expression.
“But why were those Demonic Path bastards infiltrating the imperial villa? I can’t understand the reason.”
Then Gong Uiun made a worried expression.
“Daoist Shin, are those Demonic Path bastards targeting my life?”
“That’s impossible to know. In any case, their intentions wouldn’t be good.”
“Could it be that my older brother or younger brother contacted the Demonic Path side to have me assassinated…”
As Gong Uiun trailed off, Cheon Woo-jin answered in a cold voice.
“His Highness the Third Prince would be unrelated.”
“What?”
“He’s already joined hands with the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon. Having brought in Dark Gate forces, he wouldn’t additionally call upon Demonic Path forces.”
“Ah…!”
Gong Uiun’s eyes widened.
“Then… my older brother?”
“Rather than His Highness the First Prince, the Dongri Family behind him is suspicious.”
Cheon Woo-jin spoke slowly.
“The Dongri Family is an independent capital family, but their scale is insignificant compared to massive sects like Taeul Yeokri Gate or Guangming Sect. So they would be trying to borrow the power of Demonic Path forces.”
“Indeed…!”
At Cheon Woo-jin’s explanation, Gwak Yu and the others also expressed admiration.
“Your Highness, Fellow Daoist Shin’s insight is very sharp.”
Gwak Yu spoke in an excited voice.
“The Dongri Family brought Demonic Path forces to Hwangryeol Island. To harm Your Highness at all costs…”
“No, wait a moment.”
Then Gong Uiun interrupted Gwak Yu’s words with a serious expression.
“If the Dongri Family has decided to see blood at all costs… isn’t that dangerous?”
“That’s correct.”
Cheon Woo-jin answered in a calm voice.
“Crisis might befall the sect leaders who are currently conducting talks with the Dongri Family.”
* * *
Eastern part of Gongryeong Island.
In the guest hall of the Dongri Family located near the seaside, Taeul Yeokri Gate’s Sect Leader Song Muyeol and his associates were seated.
They had visited to negotiate with the Dongri Family, but the talks weren’t proceeding as well as expected.
Eventually, the Dongri Family side excused themselves to discuss among themselves briefly, and the Taeul Yeokri Gate people were left waiting in the guest hall.
“Sect Leader, they don’t seem to be sincerely engaging in negotiations.”
The one who whispered this was Song Mujin, Song Muyeol’s younger brother.
As one of the Elders of Taeul Yeokri Gate, he had entered Gongryeong Island a few months ago to proceed with various preparations before joining Song Muyeol.
“Perhaps they intend to break down the negotiations entirely.”
“Why would they do such a thing?”
“Aren’t they trying to create justification? By pushing the narrative that the Second Prince’s side committed wrongs first, they’re trying to gain an advantageous position.”
“Hmm…”
Song Muyeol stroked his chin and fell into thought.
Then a voice was heard from the seat beside him.
“Father.”
It was the Young Sect Leader… Song Yuhui, Song Muyeol’s daughter, who had been sitting with a bored expression without saying a word until now.
“The atmosphere feels strange.”
“Strange?”
“I have a feeling something is about to happen.”
“…”
Though it was an ambiguous statement, Song Muyeol couldn’t ignore Song Yuhui’s intuition either.
Song Muyeol closed his eyes for a moment and extended his consciousness in all directions.
“I don’t sense anything particularly unusual…”
“Father, can you really not feel it?”
“Hmm…”
What on earth had she sensed?
Just as he was feeling uneasy, the guest hall door opened.
“Sect Leader, sorry to keep you waiting.”
An old man with a long white beard.
At his appearance, everyone rose from their seats.
Song Muyeol’s expression also became serious.
“Elder Ancestor, what brings you here?”
This old man was a figure who could be called the Elder Ancestor of the Dongri Family, an elder from a generation far above the current Family Head.
He was the only Daoist in the Dongri Family to reach the Nascent Soul realm, and could be considered Song Muyeol’s equal.
As his title of Elder Ancestor suggested, he was also a figure who had long wielded great influence in the Wei Jin Kingdom.
However, he had been in seclusion recently.
He hadn’t appeared during the conference that had been proceeding until just moments ago.
Yet suddenly he had shown his face.
“I thought Elder Ancestor wasn’t involved in this matter…”
“Sect Leader, I’d like to speak with you alone for a moment.”
Elder Ancestor gave Song Muyeol a meaningful look.
It seemed he wanted to move elsewhere for their conversation.
“Hmm… I understand.”
Was he planning to propose some kind of deal?
Song Muyeol gestured to Song Mujin and Song Yuhui to stay here, then went outside.
“Sect Leader, originally I had no intention of showing myself.”
Elder Ancestor, who had entered the rear garden of the Dongri Family, spoke to Song Muyeol.
“I was planning to leave everything to my subordinates.”
“What wind brought you to show your face like this?”
“Well, it’s because of your side.”
Elder Ancestor stared intently at Song Muyeol’s face.
“You’ve brought quite an interesting fellow.”
“Interesting fellow?”
“He seemed like a rootless mercenary, but his skills appear to be quite remarkable.”
Hearing those words.
Song Muyeol recalled the mercenary named Shin Hyeok that Song Yuhui had mentioned.
By now, Gwak Yu would be meeting him on Pyeonghwang Island and testing him in various ways.
But how did Elder Ancestor know about and mention that fellow?
“Is he some kind of secret weapon you specially prepared to protect the Second Prince?”
“Elder Ancestor, I don’t know what you mean.”
“Just a moment ago, it seems that mercenary achieved great merit at the Second Prince’s residence.”
“…?”
That mercenary was at the Second Prince’s residence?
Could it be that Gwak Yu had already brought him there?
“That’s not all. I heard he recently burned down a pleasure house on Pyeonghwang Island.”
“A pleasure house? Why would he…”
“Don’t play dumb. Wasn’t it something your side ordered?”
“Elder Ancestor, I know nothing about this.”
Gwak Yu might have ordered something, but Song Muyeol truly knew nothing about it.
“But why would Elder Ancestor know about such things…”
“I’m saying this because that mercenary has ruined all our plans.”
The moment he heard those words.
Song Muyeol realized what Elder Ancestor was talking about.
“The Dongri Family was plotting to harm the Second Prince?”
“Don’t speak in such an accusatory tone. Wasn’t the Taeul Yeokri Gate also trying to eliminate the First Prince…?”
“That’s nonsense!”
It was true that they had thoughts of assassinating First Prince Gong Uihwi.
But he couldn’t admit to that.
“Elder Ancestor, are you picking a fight now?”
Song Muyeol was the Sect Leader of the Taeul Yeokri Gate, but he wasn’t the strongest.
The Taeul Yeokri Gate had an Elder Ancestor of the Avatar Mirror realm who was higher than the Sect Leader.
As with most large sects, the Sect Leader was merely the practical administrator.
Still, being a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert, he could sufficiently match Elder Ancestor.
If Elder Ancestor was picking a fight, he was willing to respond.
Moreover, today Song Muyeol had brought both Song Yuhui and Song Mujin with him.
With just the personnel here, it would be possible to turn the entire Dongri Family to ash.
“Conduct yourself properly, Elder Ancestor. Show the dignity befitting a great elder of the Wei Jin Kingdom.”
“Keheheh…”
Then Elder Ancestor shrugged his shoulders and laughed.
“Yet you dare to use that Wei Jin Kingdom as a sacrifice to achieve Sect Ascension.”
“A sacrifice? Watch your words. We are, after all…”
“I will not hand over Wei Jin Kingdom, Sect Master.”
The Dongri family had long maintained their status as the Emperor’s maternal relatives, receiving various benefits.
The reason Gukro Jin-in could reach the Won Yeong-gyeong realm was because he had maximized the use of those advantages.
Therefore, he could not tolerate the Taeul Yeokri Sect seizing control of Wei Jin Kingdom.
“Even if it means staining this country with blood, I will definitely stop it.”
“Gukro Jin-in, have you fallen into heart demons?”
The Gukro Jin-in he had known until now was not the type of person to say such things.
As Song Muyeol watched his face with wariness.
“Heart demons? No.”
Gukro Jin-in smiled, revealing his blackened teeth.
“This is demonic possession.”
“…!”
Suddenly, an evil aura burst forth and struck Song Muyeol.
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