Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 128

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Chapter 128

Chapter 1

Lee Ja-gyeom with killing intent blazing like flames in his eyes and Seong Yang-ho spewing white smoke in all directions.

The two men formed a stark contrast.

In an instant, the two men who had rushed toward each other swung their swords.

Slash-!

Lee Ja-gyeom’s sword tore a long gash in the hem of Seong Yang-ho’s daopo, while Seong Yang-ho’s sword grazed past Lee Ja-gyeom’s neck.

It wasn’t deep.

It was shallow.

But with this single exchange, Lee Ja-gyeom was certain of Seong Yang-ho’s skill.

“For a mere dog of Baekseol Wiryeong-dan… you’re quite capable.”

Saying this, Lee Ja-gyeom touched his neck with his hand. Ice crystals came away on his fingers.

It was cold and stinging.

“…I should have killed you back then in Yang-ryeong.”

Seong Yang-ho let out a bitter laugh.

“I gave you three seconds back then. Not just you, but all the leaders of the One Sect, Three Families, Two Manors who are now dead or soon to die – you all wasted those three seconds. But what was the result?”

“…”

“A bastard who couldn’t cut my throat even when several of you joined forces now says he should have killed me back then? You truly have a talent for spouting such lengthy nonsense.”

Lee Ja-gyeom’s face contorted with rage.

“Insolent bastard… Back then, I couldn’t kill you because of Jang Mu-jin. Jang Mu-jin isn’t here now. No, today no one can stop me. I’ll kill you and then Seol Woon-hwi…”

“Can you kill him?”

“…I will kill him.”

“So you think that’s possible with just that level of skill?”

Damn bastard.

The air suddenly began to grow hot.

Red energy swirled around Lee Ja-gyeom. It soon covered his entire body and the sword he was holding as well.

Heat Fire Heaven Art.

The Heaven and Earth grade martial art that made Lee Ja-gyeom who he is today.

He kicked off from where he stood.

Watching him, Seong Yang-ho narrowed his eyes and gripped his sword.

People of the Central Plains collectively call the energy used by Snow Palace people Ice Snow Energy.

But strictly speaking, that’s an incorrect expression.

Ice Snow Energy is both a very comprehensive term and a specific term.

All sword techniques have various schools, but they’re all called ‘sword techniques’ nonetheless.

The martial artists of Snow Mountain certainly don’t use ordinary internal energy.

They use different energies according to their respective realm systems.

Martial artists of Flame Qi Four Stages use Han Gi, those of Four Stages of Heaven and Earth use Han Wol-jigi, and those of Five Realms of Martial God use Heaven Ice Energy.

And the direct bloodline of Snow Palace uses Ice Snow Energy, the purest energy of Snow Mountain.

Heaven Ice Energy, Han Wol-jigi, and Han Gi are all energies derived from Ice Snow Energy.

The reason why the Ice Snow Erosion Poison created by Cheon Sa-eum of Poison Snake Valley is dangerous is because of this background.

Since all the energies used by Snow Mountain martial artists are derived from Ice Snow Energy, that poison which can damage Ice Snow Energy itself can massacre hundreds and thousands of Snow Mountain martial artists.

The energy Seong Yang-ho is using now is Han Wol-jigi.

In an instant, an tremendous level of cold energy rose from his body.

The surrounding temperature rapidly dropped.

Lee Ja-gyeom who came rushing showed tremendous might.

Wherever his feet touched, the ground melted, and the trees and bushes around him turned to ash.

Even so, Seong Yang-ho stood in place without moving a muscle.

Lee Ja-gyeom wreathed in flames was clearly at full power.

He was impressive and overwhelming.

But those mere flames.

Such pathetic flames wouldn’t reach Woon-hwi, let alone Seong Yang-ho.

He intended to cut them down completely.

Just before Lee Ja-gyeom reached him, Seong Yang-ho’s body suddenly became blurred.

Eunhyeong Bobeop.

Seong Yang-ho’s body scattered like mist and instantly appeared beside Lee Ja-gyeom.

His movement was too fast to be captured by the naked eye.

Seong Yang-ho’s sword gleamed. It was like a meteor falling in the winter night sky.

White Snow Flash.

Slash-!

The sword grazed past Lee Ja-gyeom’s side.

Lee Ja-gyeom barely twisted his body to avoid a fatal wound, but his daopo was torn and his flesh was cut. He retreated backward, scattering frozen droplets of blood.

“…”

Lee Ja-gyeom glared at Seong Yang-ho with an expression full of things to say, then raised his sword again. Seong Yang-ho also raised his sword.

“Come.”

At Lee Ja-gyeom’s words, Seong Yang-ho kicked off from his position.

His feet disturbed the ground and Han Wol-jigi surged upward.

Baekseol Muheon-bo, and White Snow Flying Sword Formation.

Seong Yang-ho’s body suddenly split into three. No, not three but seven.

And then into twelve again.

His afterimages created in an instant spread out in all directions. This wasn’t an illusion but a phenomenon caused by Seong Yang-ho’s movements being too fast.

Seong Yang-ho’s swords poured down around Lee Ja-gyeom like rain. He desperately ignited flames to defend, but those flames froze solid in midair and either shattered or were torn in half.

Slash-! Slash-!

Lee Ja-gyeom’s shoulder and leg were torn.

“Kugh… This bastard…!”

Madness flashed in Lee Ja-gyeom’s eyes. He suddenly struck his chest and let out a pained groan. Red energy explosively surged from his body.

The final secret technique of Heat Fire Heaven Art.

Lotus Heart Heaven.

It was the highest martial art he could unleash right now.

Lee Ja-gyeom’s body began to glow red. This wasn’t simple internal energy. He was drawing up his innate true energy, the source of his life.

His black hair instantly turned grayish, and his skin began to wrinkle.

“I will burn decades of my lifespan for you. Consider it an honor!”

A giant lotus-shaped flame bloomed from Lee Ja-gyeom’s body. The flame soared high as if to pierce the sky and began burning everything around it. The flame was so hot that the stones on the ground melted and the air made sounds as if it were burning.

The Han Wol-jigi that Seong Yang-ho had drawn up melted and scattered.

Seong Yang-ho’s eyes deepened.

There was something he had definitely learned while living as part of Baekseol Wiryeong-dan.

Never lose composure in any situation.

If you let emotions rise like Lee Ja-gyeom, those emotions end up controlling you.

You need to assess everything coldly, but if you unconsciously move according to emotions, you’re no longer a martial artist.

Seong Yang-ho raised his sword toward Lee Ja-gyeom.

It was fine even without Han Wol-jigi or any other internal energy.

Only a single sword.

He would only condense it for one single strike.

From within the flames, Lee Ja-gyeom rushed toward Seong Yang-ho. He no longer held a sword in his hands. He had made his own body into a weapon.

Seong Yang-ho’s eyes widened briefly. He realized that Lee Ja-gyeom’s attack wasn’t simple martial arts. It was the final struggle of one who had thrown away his life.

White light flashed in Seong Yang-ho’s eyes.

Fire melting ice is the natural order.

But a true master knows how to overturn even the natural order.

Seong Yang-ho took one step forward.

The sword he was holding froze completely down to the handle.

A single piece of ice.

It was like that of a cliff carved and carved again.

Heavenly Foundation White Snow Single Sword .

It was a single sword strike.

But within it contained everything of Seong Yang-ho. His past, present, and even future. The yearning to become a warrior, his loyalty toward Woon-hwi, and finally the will to be reborn as a true warrior.

Lee Ja-gyeom could not avoid Seong Yang-ho’s sword.

Zzzeeeong-!!

The tremendous level of flames that Lee Ja-gyeom had ignited split cleanly in half, and something was shooting up into the sky.

It was Lee Ja-gyeom’s right arm.

“How… how…”

The moment Lee Ja-gyeom, unable to understand, turned his body.

It flashed.

Swoosh-!

A streak of sword light this time cut Lee Ja-gyeom’s left arm.

Even in the midst of this, he tried to strike with his foot, but Seong Yang-ho was nowhere to be seen.

Soon after.

Thunk-!

Lee Ja-gyeom’s rear thigh was pierced through.

“Kugh…”

Behind him.

Seong Yang-ho was behind him.

His ghostly movements were the Baekseol Muheon-bo, the movement technique of Han Am, who was the first commander of the Baekseol Wiryeong-dan.

Lee Ja-gyeom, who couldn’t properly read what he had displayed earlier, could never read it now.

Before long, Lee Ja-gyeom’s opposite thigh was shattered.

Behind him as he collapsed forward with a thud was Seong Yang-ho, who hadn’t spilled a single drop of blood.

“You damn… bastards… I’ll kill you all… kill…”

Seong Yang-ho gazed quietly at Lee Ja-gyeom muttering like that. Lee Ja-gyeom’s appearance was not that of a middle-aged man. He had become wrinkled and haggard as if he had aged decades in an instant.

Seong Yang-ho silently grabbed Lee Ja-gyeom by the hair and dragged him along.

Everyone fell silent.

To think that this was the end of the one who had ruled Jeok An.

Seong Yang-ho, who had thrown Lee Ja-gyeom in front of Woon-hwi sitting in the chair, knelt on one knee.

“Young Master, I have brought him.”

Woon-hwi spoke briefly.

“You’ve worked hard.”

Though it was truly a short statement, Seong Yang-ho was utterly satisfied.

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I looked at Lee Ja-gyeom. He had lost both arms, one thigh was shattered and the other thigh was pierced by a blade. Crawling on the ground unable to even stand up was the best he could do.

I could hear him muttering.

“Can’t do anything by himself… Not even worthy of being called a warrior… Worthless bastard like a worm…”

I didn’t laugh.

If he couldn’t grasp the situation to this extent, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to feel pity rather than amusement?

I spoke quietly.

“You should think the opposite.”

“…What?”

“As you said, senior, I brought down Jeok An without doing anything myself. And that will be a great shock to everyone.”

“…”

“Everyone knows that the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace’s backing didn’t intervene. Yet there will be those who doubt, and they will investigate. They’ll make inquiries, and the more information they gather, the more all their thoughts will converge on one conclusion.”

I set down the tea I was holding onto the table beside me.

“Seol Woon-hwi devoured Jeok An with his own power alone, without help from the Main Palace. Yes, looking at your expression, you seem to understand now.”

“…You… don’t tell me…”

“Yang-ryeong is very weak compared to Jeok An’s forces. Though there are many promising warriors, honestly speaking, it’s insufficient at present. Yet leading such people, I annihilated the One Sect, Three Families, Two Manors of Jeok An. What do you think others will think seeing that?”

“…”

“If someone who devoured a large city without help from the Main Palace were to mobilize the Main Palace’s power, just how far could he go?”

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