Martial God of the Sun and Moon - Chapter 478

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Chapter 478
“Before we begin, let me ask you one thing.”
“By all means.”
“Am I your enemy?”
“….”
Dokgo Myeong fell silent for a moment before shaking his head.
“You are not my enemy. If you were, I would not have come seeking you out.”
“Then that is fortunate.”
Dokgo Hye smiled.
It was a pleasant smile that radiated both elegance and benevolence.
“Still, you should conduct yourself properly.”
“Properly?”
“A martial contest does have a tendency toward such things, does it not?”
Whoosh!
In that instant, the true energy surging from Dokgo Myeong’s entire body caused the surrounding air to tremble.
“When emotions run high, unintended accidents can occur, and people can suffer grave injuries.”
Dokgo Hye, who had been staring at Dokgo Myeong for a moment, smiled knowingly.
“How could I approach this carelessly when it is a matter of honoring my promise with my esteemed nephew?”
“I am relieved to hear you say so.”
Boom!
As Dokgo Myeong stepped forward, his true force caused the ground to shudder slightly.
Dokgo Hye let out a soft exclamation of admiration. It was as though a violent black dragon had materialized before her eyes. Both the aura and true energy he exuded were overwhelming.
“Then let us begin.”
Dokgo Hye lowered her center of gravity slightly and assumed a martial stance with graceful, unhurried movements.
“Come.”
Immediately after.
Crack!
Dokgo Myeong, who had been standing far away, closed the distance in an instant.
Dokgo Hye exclaimed once more and extended her hand.
Boom!
Dokgo Hye flew backward with a sound of displaced air, her palace robes fluttering as she landed on the ground.
Thud!
Dokgo Myeong, striking the earth again, pursued relentlessly and drove his fist forward.
Crack! Thud thud thud!
The hands of the two combatants tangled in a dizzying blur at close range.
Evading, blocking, colliding.
Dokgo Hye followed Dokgo Myeong’s movements without hesitation. No—she was doing far more than merely following.
Tap!
In that moment, Dokgo Hye pressed in close, closing the distance to a single step, and drove her palm strike forward. It was both bold and precise.
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes gleamed.
‘Delicate yet sharp.’
I countered with a left palm strike.
Boom!
At the moment of collision, a rippling shockwave erupted through the air.
Dokgo Hye was pushed back several paces. Once she’d retreated that distance, she resumed her stance.
I asked without releasing my guard.
“That attack just now—did you unfold the Ilyang Divine Sword as a palm technique?”
“As expected, you recognize it.”
“Before that was the Three Emperors Sword, and in between the Heavenly Stream Sword as well. To establish the Eight Divine Arts in the form of hand techniques… truly remarkable.”
Dokgo Hye shook her head with a gentle smile.
“I simply disliked bladed weapons since childhood, so it naturally evolved this way. There’s nothing particularly remarkable about it.”
No, it was certainly remarkable.
Her hand techniques had already become an entirely new martial art.
The Eight Divine Arts were genuinely divine techniques and supreme knowledge that dominated an era. The fact that she hadn’t merely modified one or two to suit herself, but had done so for most of them, meant she already understood the entirety of the Eight Divine Arts down to their foundations.
And that was something even I found difficult.
‘They say her intellect was acknowledged by everyone when she was in the family.’
My eyes narrowed.
‘I thought I could extract it easily, but it won’t be that simple.’
Then I had no choice but to escalate further.
“I’ll increase the intensity. I trust you’ll handle it well.”
Whoosh!
I closed in again.
Crash! Thud! Bang-bang-bang-bang!
As speed and power increased, the collision sounds grew even louder.
Palm, fist, elbow, knee, shin, foot.
Our limbs clashed in succession, tearing through the air with piercing sounds.
Whoosh! Tap!
As if by agreement, we both moved to our right.
In that fleeting instant, I caught sight of Dokgo Hye’s eyes—a brilliant blue light flashing within them.
‘She’s observing me?’
It wasn’t only I who was watching Dokgo Hye. She was also trying to read me.
‘I don’t need to ask what she’s looking for.’
The Heavenly Outer Realm. Nothing else.
A brilliant gleam also flashed in my eyes.
Crash!
Our palms collided mid-air.
In an instant, a distance of several paces opened between us.
“What are you examining so intently?”
For the first time, Dokgo Hye’s eyes wavered.
But only for a moment.
“What are you talking about?”
She immediately played dumb. Her composure was so natural that anyone other than Dokgo Myeong would have been completely fooled.
Laughter escaped from me involuntarily.
‘She’s no pushover. So she’s dodging again at that point….’
Rather, her evasion only deepened my curiosity.
What could it possibly be?
Remnants of the Jeongheol Sect, or a Bloodfiend? An enemy or an ally? Or something else entirely?
‘I need to confirm that today.’
In that instant, my eyes changed.
“Very well. Allow me to show my hand first.”
Whoosh!
My energy flow transformed in an instant. It wasn’t that I drew upon more power or altered its form—rather, my stance and presence itself had fundamentally shifted.
“…!”
Boom!
With the explosive sound, Dokgo Hye was sent flying upward before landing back on the ground.
Her eyes changed as she perceived the shift.
“Now you seem to have some enthusiasm. I’m not sure what you’re searching for in me, but why don’t you examine me thoroughly to your heart’s content.”
In that moment, I appeared before Dokgo Hye, leaving only afterimages in my wake.
“…!”
Crash!
Her upper body twisted sharply to the side from the strike that came at tremendous speed.
Yet even through it all, Dokgo Hye’s eyes remained coldly fixed upon me.
I grinned wickedly.
‘I’ll show you, certainly, but I suspect it will be quite different from what you’re expecting.’
My martial arts were no longer merely those of the Heavenly Outer Realm.
I was the Grand Master of the Martial Extreme, having created and perfected my own martial way. Even if she opened her eyes wide to observe, there was only one thing she could truly perceive.
That was the martial way unique to me alone, found nowhere else in this world.
Thud!
My foot struck the ground with tremendous force.
Whoooosh!
An enormous wave of energy surged forth, spreading outward in all directions.
In that instant, Dokgo Hye felt her vision tilting and swaying.
‘It shook my senses and vital energy circulation. A mystical technique? Or perhaps a sound-based art?’
It felt as though someone had seized her head and was shaking it violently. Despite the sudden onslaught, she calmly analyzed the martial technique.
‘Remarkable. I should have deployed my protective energy in time.’
It penetrated without any resistance, and her senses and vital energy were toyed with in an instant.
‘Analysis later.’
Dokgo Hye’s eyes gleamed coldly.
Screech!
From the upper left, the sound of air being torn apart echoed forth.
It was Dokgo Myeong’s right hand. His thumb folded against his palm while the remaining four fingers extended straight. Across them, he had compressed vast inner energy densely, honing it into a hand blade technique.
It was no longer the strike of human bone and flesh, but rather equivalent to a slash delivered by a divine sword.
Crash! Screeeech!
Dokgo Hye’s palm, which she had thrust forward to block by channeling her strength, tore open lengthwise as crimson blood scattered.
‘I blocked it in time, yet it still pierced through?’
Her protective aura and defensive barrier were severed like paper.
Dokgo Hye calmly repositioned herself and retreated using evasive footwork to create distance.
Dokgo Myeong advanced without fail.
Whoooosh!
His successive movements unleashed a tremendous sound. It was unlike any martial technique from the Heavenly Outer Realm.
‘As Father said, I haven’t yet refined it to the point of practical application in real combat.’
But against an opponent who stubbornly adheres only to the Eight Great Divine Arts, it was possible.
No matter how it transformed, it was a martial technique whose every form and secret formula I knew completely.
A sword form that broke fist, palm, finger, and kick techniques—the seventh form of the Nine Defeats Nine Swords technique, the Palm-Breaking Form, unfolded.
Crash!
“…?!”
Dokgo Hye’s eyes widened.
A straightforward, blunt punch flew directly at her from the front. She thought she could easily block such an obvious attack, yet a shockwave followed that shook her entire body.
‘What is this?’
Dokgo Hye quickly steadied her posture.
It comes again.
No feint, just another direct assault.
‘I must block it.’
Whoosh!
Dokgo Hye drew upon her inner strength to its maximum and thrust both palms forward to establish a barrier.
It should have been sufficient to block. She was certain of it.
Crash!
It shatters.
Her crossed arms snap back violently, and the true energy barrier she had woven crumbles like porcelain.
Boom!
Dokgo Hye is sent flying by the impact.
She rotates once in mid-air before landing on the ground, her body swaying momentarily.
‘What exactly is that?’
Her eyes deepened with intensity.
‘He wasn’t a master of Life-Death Energy. That couldn’t possibly be Life-Death Energy.’
In that instant, Dokgo Myeong struck down with lightning speed.
Slash-slash-slash! Crash!
Dokgo Hye’s eyes wavered.
She crumbles helplessly.
The inner energy she released was ground away pathetically, and the technique’s trajectory shattered before it could fully extend.
“Good heavens.”
Dokgo Hye let out a soft gasp of astonishment. Her eyes were filled with shock.
‘Is such a martial art even possible?’
Offense, defense, ambush, counterattack—none of it worked. She couldn’t even analyze it. When they collided, everything shattered, so how could she analyze anything?
Overwhelming strength.
No other descriptor was needed. It was an utterly pure, unadorned power.
Not strengthened through tricks or cunning, but through stubborn, refined technique deployment and internal energy alone—crushing everything in its path.
‘But… it’s not complete yet.’
Boom!
Dokgo Hye’s eyes captured Dokgo Myeong charging forward, the ground cracking beneath him.
There were still several branches visible. If that was the case, there had to be a way to exploit it.
‘But the Eight Divine Techniques won’t work.’
Whoosh!
In that instant, a faint golden light flickered across her eyes. Simultaneously, a line of conflict appeared on her face.
Crash!
Dokgo Myeong’s strike came flying straight at her.
Her hand rose, but she ultimately didn’t swing it.
In the end, her eyes closed firmly.
Boom!
Flutterrrr!
A direct hit.
Dokgo Hye, accepting the blow to her chest, flew backward with her robes fluttering wildly and crashed to the ground.
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“Cough, cough!”
Dokgo Hye coughed violently.
Whether he had held back at the end or not, her internal injuries weren’t severe. Staggering to her feet and catching her breath, she spoke.
“Isn’t this… sufficient?”
“…”
“I lost. Let’s stop here.”
Dokgo Hye gazed at Dokgo Myeong with a pale smile.
From about ten paces away, Dokgo Myeong stared back at her.
Whoosh!
Dokgo Myeong then withdrew his energy.
Dokgo Hye laughed bitterly.
“Yes, let’s talk instead. I also have questions for you, so I’ll explain in detail what you wish to know…”
In that instant, Dokgo Hye’s eyes widened as if being torn apart.
Whoosh!
Heat shimmer rose from Dokgo Myeong’s entire body.
“…What?”
Boom! Whoosh! Whooooosh!
A strange, tremendous sound echoed forth.
Concentric ripples spread through the air like waves on water.
In that instant, Dokgo Hye felt her vision darkening.
No—it was actually darkening. The air around Dokgo Myeong turned black, and an incomprehensible alien force enveloped him.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
Destructive ashen energy erupted from one of Dokgo Myeong’s arms. Wrapped in such vividly dark true qi, he appeared as though a demon god himself had descended.
It was the opening of the Heavenly Chaos Technique.
Dokgo Myeong opened his mouth.
“Aunt.”
“…?”
“I still cannot control this perfectly. Only recently have I begun to wield it at all.”
Dokgo Hye spoke with a slightly urgent tone.
“What are you doing?”
“….”
“Withdraw your energy at once!”
“….”
When no response came, Dokgo Hye’s expression hardened.
In truth, it was a slight misunderstanding. Dokgo Myeong had not closed his mouth to threaten her, but rather lacked the leisure to speak at length while operating the Heavenly Chaos Technique.
As a result, the few words he did manage were quite aggressive.
“Why didn’t you perform better before the accident occurred during the sparring match?”
“…!!”
Dokgo Hye’s expression changed entirely.
Dokgo Myeong no longer had the capacity to contain the Reverse Heavenly Energy. He released it forward as though expelling tension itself.
Kwaaaaaaaa-!
A truly horrific sound erupted.
The Reverse Heavenly Energy generated a tremendous pulling force. The surrounding objects caught in its wake stretched like taffy before crumbling to dust.
It was at that very moment.
A golden auspicious light flashed from Dokgo Hye’s body.
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes gleamed.
This was not a martial art of the Dokgo Family.
Hwaaaack!
Standing in the realm of the Limitless, Dokgo Myeong beheld the supreme power that enveloped her entire form.
A stance of immobility with feet planted firmly into the ground, an iron-like aura as solid as diamond.
There was no one in the Central Plains martial world who did not know that true qi and that stance.
‘Supreme Omnipotence, Diamond Immovable Divine Body.’
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes widened.
At last, Dokgo Hye had revealed the martial art she had hidden.
‘It is Shaolin!’
The moment he understood, Dokgo Myeong immediately switched his true qi circulation to forward flow.
Whoooosh.
In an instant, a sound like something being sucked inward echoed through the air.
Kwaaang!
Compared to the overwhelming pressure when I first released it, the explosion that occurred was disappointingly modest.
Silence descended.
Dokgo Hye’s eyes, which had been standing in a half-dazed state, rolled slowly before turning toward me.
Tssss.
As she slowly recovered the true energy of her boundless ability, she parted her lips.
“…You said you couldn’t control it.”
I answered.
“That was a lie.”
Realizing she had been deceived, Dokgo Hye stared blankly at me.
At that moment, the outside became chaotic.
“It’s over here!”
“The explosion came from Elder Dokgo Hye’s quarters!”
Since the sounds of combat were continuously erupting from Yongheol’s quarters, it was natural that people came rushing over.
“So it was Beobjon.”
“….”
“Aunt, you were Beobjon’s chess piece.”
The gazes of the two collided directly.
Dokgo Hye’s eyes were piercingly cold.

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