Instant-Death Cultivation: Surviving in an Immortal World with Instant Kill - Chapter 134

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Chapter 134: Black Spirit Blade Emperor (3)

 

Jukrim Island, a subsidiary island of Pyeonghwang Island, is an island with only bamboo forests, as its name suggests.

 

It’s a special bamboo called Hwanghae bamboo, which grew under the influence of the True Yellow Sea’s energy, making it much harder than ordinary bamboo.

 

However, because it’s too hard and difficult to process, even the people of Pyeonghwang Island don’t bother cutting down the Hwanghae bamboo.

 

Only occasionally do cultivators harvest it when they need to make dharma artifacts.

 

Therefore, Jukrim Island is normally an uninhabited island where no people can be found.

 

It was the perfect place for those who needed to hide quietly in ambush.

 

“By now, the Third Prince’s side should be openly expressing their condemnation of the Second Prince, brother.”

 

In the middle of the bamboo forest.

 

Inside a bamboo house made from cut Hwanghae bamboo, a fierce-looking man of eight feet in height spoke.

 

“Then the Second Prince’s side won’t remain idle either. The Taeul Yeokri Sect will step forward, and eventually a great battle will break out. That’s when we’ll make our move.”

 

“….”

 

The one listening to those words was another man sitting in the upper seat.

 

He was a giant of one jang and two feet tall. He was drinking alcohol from a large bowl, but his hands were so big that the bowl looked like a small cup.

 

Both men had fierce bronze-colored faces, making it clear they were brothers.

 

“Soon the time will come to spread the mighty reputation of the Black Spirit Blade Emperor, brother.”

 

Black Spirit Blade Emperor Gwan Hwang.

 

He is one of the Thirteen Venerables representing the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon.

 

He was born with a special constitution called the Divine Might Spirit-Severing Body, and has built his reputation through overwhelming martial prowess.

 

Originally, Gwan Hwang was a junior officer in the Wei Jin Kingdom.

 

He was nothing more than a low-ranking military officer commanding about five or six soldiers.

 

But one day, while crossing a mountain during a mission, he got lost in the fog.

 

After wandering for four days, he encountered someone wielding a sword alone deep in the mountains.

 

At first he thought it was a reclusive martial arts master, but it was actually a Sword Cultivator from the Black Gate.

 

Captivated by that mysterious swordsmanship, Gwan Hwang begged to be accepted as a disciple.

 

The Sword Cultivator tried to turn Gwan Hwang away, but immediately changed his attitude and took him as his disciple.

 

It was because he had noticed that Gwan Hwang possessed the Divine Might Spirit-Severing Body.

 

Under his master’s teachings, Gwan Hwang began walking the path of cultivation.

 

However, Gwan Hwang’s growth rate was too fast, and his master soon began to feel a sense of crisis that he might be overtaken by Gwan Hwang.

 

Eventually, the master decided to kill and devour Gwan Hwang, and prepared poison wine.

 

However, Guan Huang remained completely unaffected and fine even after drinking the poison wine.

 

At some point, he had reached a level where such poison couldn’t even faze him.

 

Guan Huang bid his final farewell to the master who had tried to harm him, then personally killed his master by cutting through his body with Single Stroke Bisection.

 

And instead of the sword his master had taught him, he took up a blade.

 

Originally, those who walk the path of cultivation generally use double-edged swords.

 

This is because having two edges is seen as a special ritual instrument that embodies the harmony of yin and yang.

 

Meanwhile, blades with only one edge were treated poorly.

 

They were treated as tools used in daily life like preparing food, or as weapons used by martial artists for killing.

 

Knowing this, Guan Huang still took up the blade.

 

This meant he would reject the master who had taught him.

 

But something amazing happened.

 

Once he began wielding the blade, his achievements started progressing faster.

 

Rapidly growing stronger, Guan Huang traveled the Continent challenging renowned Sword Cultivators.

 

Each time, he demonstrated tremendous blade techniques and achieved complete victory.

 

Guan Huang wandered alone building his heroic tales, but one day he was reunited with the younger brother he had been separated from long ago.

 

Surprisingly, his brother had also entered the Cultivation World and was in the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon.

 

Accepting his brother’s proposal, Guan Huang joined the Thirteen Alliances Under the Moon, eventually becoming one of the Thirteen Venerables and being recognized as one of the Black Gate’s greatest masters.

 

“Then you’ll be able to obtain that item you desire, elder brother.”

 

His younger brother Guan Hou smiled with his scarred face.

 

“That Magical Treasure stored in the treasure vault of Nakying Province’s imperial palace…”

 

When his brother mentioned the Magical Treasure, Guan Huang, who had been quietly drinking, spoke up.

 

“I still don’t know whether I can obtain that item or not. Don’t harbor excessive expectations.”

 

“Ah, you’re right.”

 

Guan Hou hurriedly bowed his head.

 

“But elder brother… if we can’t obtain that Magical Treasure, would there be any point in coming all this way? The Radiant Light Sect invited us promising they would help us get it.”

 

“…”

 

“Once the Third Prince ascends to Emperor, there shouldn’t be any particular obstacles. As long as the Radiant Light Sect has the intention to keep their promise.”

 

It was Guan Hou who had conducted the negotiations with the Radiant Light Sect.

 

Guan Hou had also accepted this proposal because he was confident that the Radiant Light Sect would keep their promise when everything was completed.

 

“If the Guangming Sect doesn’t keep their promise… we’ll have to make them pay the price.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

Thud.

 

Setting down the bowl he had been drinking from, Guan Huang spoke.

 

“If they don’t keep their promise, then my sword will turn toward the Guangming Sect.”

 

“O-of course!”

 

“But until then… where my sword points will be the same as the Guangming Sect’s.”

 

Saying this, Guan Huang turned his head.

 

There stood a great sword nearly as tall as Guan Huang himself, measuring one zhang and two chi in length.

 

It was the Black Spirit Mountain-Splitting Blade, a magical treasure Guan Huang had crafted himself.

 

“I’m going out for night cultivation. You should rest now.”

 

“Yes, elder brother!”

 

Guan Huang took the Black Spirit Mountain-Splitting Blade and left the bamboo hut.

 

Outside, his subordinates were sleeping around a campfire.

 

The night watchman spotted Guan Huang and quickly stood up to greet him, but Guan Huang gestured with his eyes for him to remain quiet.

 

“…”

 

He glanced around the area.

 

Currently, there were about forty of Guan Huang’s subordinates here.

 

Normally they were under Guan Hou’s management, but they had come to Hwangryeol Biyeol Island together when Guan Huang announced his expedition.

 

Honestly, they weren’t particularly high-quality people.

 

They all possessed cruel and vicious natures.

 

If they had remained in the martial world, they would have become black path criminals who sucked the lifeblood from the common people.

 

In that regard, it was fortunate that they had entered the Cultivation World.

 

At least now they wouldn’t torment powerless ordinary people.

 

Exploiting powerless ordinary people was a waste of time.

 

Only by robbing other cultivators who possessed cultivation resources could they truly profit.

 

Therefore, Guan Huang’s subordinates only showed their cruel and vicious nature to people of the Cultivation World.

 

It would be the same here on Hwangryeol Biyeol Island.

 

Against the Taeul Yeokri Gate, they would display their brutal methods without restraint.

 

By slaughtering this prestigious Orthodox Sect and taking only their storage bags, they wouldn’t need to worry about cultivation resources for quite some time.

 

“Feel free to unleash your true nature. This is a battlefield prepared for people like us….”

 

He walked through the bamboo forest while talking to himself.

 

In the middle of the bamboo forest, there was a place where extraordinary energy swirled.

 

It was a location where the energy rising from the True Imperial Sea gathered and formed a whirlpool.

 

Gwan Hwang thrust the Black Spirit Mountain Cleaver into the ground.

 

Then he sat cross-legged in front of it and closed his eyes.

 

Cultivation didn’t mean swinging a sword diligently like martial artists do.

 

He had already passed through that stage long ago.

 

What was important now was entering his own world and contemplating like this.

 

What Gwan Hwang had been thinking about lately was manifesting his own mental image.

 

Rather than simply stopping at creating blade energy, there seemed to be a way to manifest himself from a more fundamental aspect.

 

But he still hadn’t found a clue.

 

“I want to cut.”

 

Wanting to cut something was Gwan Hwang’s fundamental desire.

 

That didn’t mean he had an impulse to kill people.

 

He wanted to cut through everything that blocked his path.

 

Like when he slaughtered his master who tried to sever his cultivation path.

 

He wanted to cut through everything that possessed strong power.

 

Like when he slaughtered renowned Sword Cultivators one by one.

 

And… he wanted to cut through this world itself.

 

He didn’t know what results would come from doing so.

 

But surely he would gain greater enlightenment than anything he had obtained so far.

 

“What is needed to do that?”

 

He needed some decisive trigger.

 

If he could just obtain that, it seemed like the path would open immediately, but he couldn’t tell what it was.

 

His attempt to obtain the Imperial City’s Magical Treasure through this incident was also because he thought it might become that trigger.

 

Since it was said to be a rare single-edged blade-type Magical Treasure.

 

As a blade with special origins, just holding it would surely bring some enlightenment.

 

“I hope I can gain enlightenment here at Hwangryeol Archipelago….”

 

Muttering like this, Gwan Hwang gradually sank into his inner self.

 

He blocked out all external stimuli and focused solely on his inner being.

 

He would continue his night cultivation until dawn broke.

 

And when dawn came, he would begin his day cultivation again.

 

Until the day came to take action to help the Gwangmyeong Sect, Gwan Hwang planned to repeat this lifestyle.

 

“…?”

 

However.

 

About two hours after beginning cultivation, when his concentration in the inner world momentarily wavered.

 

Gwan Hwang sensed a commotion.

 

Crack, crack.

 

The sound of burning bamboo was carried on the cold wind.

 

And… the screams of his subordinates as well.

 

“B-Brother…!”

 

Finally, even Gwan Hu’s urgent voice could be heard.

 

Gwan Hu had reached the Core Formation Realm.

 

For such a Gwan Hu to show this kind of reaction could only mean one thing.

 

An enemy at the Nascent Soul level had launched an attack.

 

Understanding this fact, Gwan Hwang rose from his position.

 

Holding the Black Spirit Mountain Blade in his hand, he moved swiftly toward the camp.

 

* * *

 

Boom!

 

A storm of True Fire erupted, burning the bamboo forest.

 

Though it was Yellow Sea bamboo with excellent strength that was even used in making defensive magical tools, it burned helplessly before the True Fire that Cheon Woo-jin unleashed.

 

Screams echoed from various parts of the forest.

 

The subordinates of Black Spirit Blade Master Gwan Hwang were also burning to death along with the Yellow Sea bamboo.

 

“Ahaha…!”

 

Above the burning bamboo forest, Song Yu-hui was bursting into laughter.

 

She seemed to be enjoying the very fact that she was carrying out a surprise attack operation together with Cheon Woo-jin.

 

“This madwoman…!”

 

The opponent Song Yu-hui was confronting in the air was Guan Hou, Crown Prince’s right-hand man.

 

Though he was a fierce-looking man with a face full of scars, sweat was now pouring down that face.

 

One of his arms had already been blown away by Song Yu-hui’s Magic Arts.

 

Crack crack crack!

 

Over ten blue-black Sword Qi erupted from Guan Hou.

 

A bundle of Sword Qi racing over the burning bamboo forest.

 

But when Song Yu-hui waved her arm once, they all scattered completely.

 

Instead, a single green Sword Qi extending from her diagonally bisected Guan Hou’s body with Single Stroke Bisection.

 

“Ah…!”

 

Guan Hou’s body could be seen falling to the ground.

 

Cheon Woo-jin approached the crash site to confirm the kill was complete.

 

But there was a man who had arrived there one step ahead.

 

A giant of impressive build holding a great sword similar in length to his own height.

 

It was Black Spirit Blade Master Guan Huang.

 

“B-Brother…”

 

Guan Hou, with only half his body remaining, looked up at his older brother.

 

His Golden Core was already damaged and he was in a state where he couldn’t survive.

 

“If I had known it would come to this…”

 

Looking at such a younger brother.

 

Guan Huang muttered in a low voice.

 

“I should have cut you down first.”

 

Guan Hou made an expression of incomprehension.

 

Though Guan Hou had assisted Guan Huang for a long time, he probably never truly understood what kind of inner nature his brother possessed.

 

In the end, Guan Hou died while maintaining that expression.

 

“…”

 

Guan Huang didn’t show any particular expression of mourning.

 

He swept his surroundings with deep eyes.

 

Even while watching his dying subordinates in the burning bamboo forest, his expression didn’t change.

 

“Are you thinking you should have cut him down with your own hands before it came to this?”

 

“….”

Gwanhuang’s eyes moved at Cheon Woo-jin’s sudden question.

They were eyes asking how he had read his mind.

At that moment, tremendous power erupted from above their heads.

[Taeheo Divine Altar Domain]

A quiet yet profound energy spread out as the world turned upside down.

The crimson flames disappeared as gray earth emerged, and in place of the bamboo forest, a single massive tree stood tall.

He had already discussed with Song Yu-hui to deploy the pseudo-Domain immediately upon confronting Gwanhuang and launch a coordinated attack.

“Indeed.”

Despite being trapped within the pseudo-Domain.

Gwanhuang showed no sign of panic and muttered in a low voice.

“You came to give me enlightenment.”

Swoosh.

The man born to cut down everything raised his sword toward Cheon Woo-jin and Song Yu-hui.

It was the beginning of a death battle.

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