Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 184

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Chapter 184

The blue-glowing walls were carved with intricate patterns. They bore a strange resemblance to the golden inscriptions carved on the Jinhua Heavenly Spirit Sword that Kang Cheon-u had given him. Woon-hwi traced each pattern, trying to decipher their meaning.

Suddenly, something different caught his eye beneath his feet. While the entire cave floor was made of ice, certain sections of the ice showed subtly different structures.

Woon-hwi knelt down and examined the area closely.

‘This is…’

The ice on the floor had a grain that seemed to flow like water.

The flow appeared to start from the center of the cave, spreading out in a spiral pattern before converging at a specific point, and his intuition cried out.

This was it.

Following the flow, Woon-hwi reached one wall of the cave.

At first glance, this wall seemed no different from the others.

But upon closer inspection, one of the patterns on the wall surface was subtly different from the rest.

That pattern protruded slightly, as if inviting him to press it.

Woon-hwi carefully placed his hand on the pattern. He expected the hard texture of ice, but surprisingly, the pattern moved softly.

‘A mechanism device?’

But strangely, nothing happened.

It definitely pressed, but nothing occurred?

Woon-hwi immediately realized. This was the right place, but his approach was wrong.

He looked at the floor again. He mentally reviewed the strange flows he had seen while coming here.

After drawing up his Heo Hyeon Energy, he traced those flows in the empty air.

‘…Direction? …Numbers? No, no. This is…’

As he observed, he began to understand.

This was a ‘sequence.’

Woon-hwi pressed five patterns on the wall in the order the flow indicated. The moment he pressed the last pattern, he felt a subtle vibration.

Ku-gung.

With that sound, the wall began to slowly open.

When the wall fully opened, a narrow passage appeared beyond it. The passage glowed softly with blue light and led downward.

Woon-hwi entered the passage without hesitation.

The passage continued downward, growing narrower as it went. The same patterns were carved on the walls, but the patterns here seemed to move as if alive.

How far had he descended?

It felt long enough for his sense of time to blur.

When he reached the end of the passage, Woon-hwi drew in a breath.

The scene that unfolded beyond the passage was almost unbelievable.

“…Huh…”

A massive underground space spread before his eyes.

Its width was larger than even the great hall of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, and the ceiling was so high its height was immeasurable.

The entire space formed a perfect circle. And at its center was…

“…Mannyeon Icecrystal.”

What had only been passed down in legends actually existed.

A massive ice pillar extending from floor to ceiling. But it wasn’t simple ice. It was a perfectly transparent crystal-like material, with blue spiritual energy swirling within it.

Centered around the Mannyeon Icecrystal, multiple layers of ice zones spread out in concentric circles. In the innermost circle, smaller crystalline bodies similar to the Mannyeon Icecrystal floated in the air.

…They were definitely Cheonnyeon Icecrystals.

That wasn’t the end.

In the outer circle were extremely thick crystalline bodies that formed cores like the Mannyeon Icecrystal.

“…Icheonnyeon Icecrystal, Samcheonnyeon Icecrystal…?”

Woon-hwi stared at the scene as if he couldn’t believe it.

The composure disappeared from his expression, famous for being cold and rational.

He was completely overwhelmed.

To think such a place actually existed. It was a secret he had never seen even in his previous life.

A secret space hidden in the heart of Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain for thousands of years.

Woon-hwi slowly walked forward. The blue light emanating from the ice crystals illuminated his face. Under that light, his pupils deepened infinitely.

The closer he got to the central Mannyeon Icecrystal, the lower the surrounding temperature became. But strangely, that coldness wasn’t painful. Rather, it felt like his mind was becoming clearer.

Standing before the Mannyeon Icecrystal, Woon-hwi could see its true form. It wasn’t a simple ice pillar.

He was speechless.

No joke, just selling the ice crystals in this place could gather all the gold and treasures existing in the Murim in one location.

This was at such an absurd level.

Woon-hwi silently reached out his hand.

The moment his fingers touched the Mannyeon Icecrystal, an intense blue light exploded and completely enveloped Woon-hwi’s body.

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The moment the blue whirlwind enveloped Woon-hwi, his vision blurred.

The next moment, Woon-hwi was standing in a completely different space.

An endlessly stretching white snowy plain.

A vast space where the boundary between sky and earth was invisible.

Woon-hwi stood there alone. No, not alone.

A man stood before him.

Not tall in stature but with an imposing build.

White robes and white hair, with clear and deep eyes.

And a single common iron sword without any particular design.

Woon-hwi thought the man’s appearance seemed strangely familiar.

Soon, the man began to move.

At first, it was slow movements. His sword flowed like a breeze skimming across a calm lake, so graceful that it looked like a living creature rather than a sword.

Then suddenly the speed increased.

The sound of the iron sword cutting through the air echoed across the snowy plain.

Zzzeeeong-!

It was less like one person’s swordsmanship and more like part of nature itself. It sounded like glaciers splitting and blizzards raging.

The man’s body began to dance with his sword. It was sword dance, but not simple choreography. Each time it was wielded, containing the principles of heaven and earth, strange phenomena occurred on the snowy plain.

At the first sword momentum, snow began falling from the sky.

At the second sword momentum, that snow turned to ice.

At the third sword momentum, the ice stopped in mid-air.

The energy of heaven and earth began gathering around his sword as if paying respect.

The fourth sword momentum.

The frozen air split. What was visible beyond was a clear blue sky. It was as if the world had been torn.

Woon-hwi’s heart pounded. He was one who had reached the realm of Primordial Sole Existence, but he had never seen such swordsmanship. It transcended the realm of martial arts. It was sword dance like the Way of Heaven.

His sword dance continued.

The fifth sword momentum.

His sword now moved faster than light. Eyes could no longer follow its trajectory. One could only feel it. The traces drawn by the sword began leaving blue marks on the snowy plain, forming a massive octagon. The symbol of North Sea Ice Palace and the emblem of Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

The sword dance reached its climax.

Ice Snow Energy explosively burst from his body. That energy was so intense it made even Woon-hwi’s soul tremble. The snowy plain before his eyes began to completely transform.

A massive mountain range rose above the snowy plain. It was the birth of Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain. Following the traces drawn by Seol Heun’s sword, the snow mountain took shape.

And finally, the man unleashed his last sword momentum.

His sword cut through the air, creating a strong flash. Brilliant white light covered the snowy plain.

And when the light disappeared, an amazing scene unfolded.

The snowy plain had now transformed into Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain, and below it, the form of Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace was visible. Everything had originated from his sword dance.

The man who had stopped his sword dance looked at Woon-hwi.

From his first sword movement, Woon-hwi could tell. Who that man was.

The last Palace Lord of North Sea Ice Palace and the first Palace Lord of Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace.

Thousand Year Snow Emperor Seol Heun .

Eyes filled with deep wisdom and the weight of long years looked at Woon-hwi, and immediately, his sword began to move.

Even as the sword shot toward the center of Woon-hwi’s face at lightning speed, Woon-hwi didn’t even flinch.

There was no reason to.

Because there was no killing intent in the sword.

The sword stopped right in front of Woon-hwi’s brow. Without even an inch of error.

Seol Heun’s mouth opened.

-Did you see it.

At his voice that came across hundreds of years, Woon-hwi nodded and said.

“I saw it.”

-What did you see.

Woon-hwi’s eyes turned to Seol Heun’s sword. That sword contained infinite profundity.

The principles of heaven and earth, the laws of nature, the origin of ice and snow.

Woon-hwi could summarize it briefly.

“I saw the Ten Thousand Year Snow Sword.”

A smile spread across Seol Heun’s lips.

-Then it is done.

Seol Heun’s figure began to disappear into light. His body transformed into snowflakes and scattered over the snowy plains.

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When I blinked, I could tell I had returned to inside the cave.

A natural smile formed on my lips.

Really…

I don’t know.

The world was truly mysterious.

Just when I thought I understood it, something new would appear, making it not just mysterious but even interesting.

I picked up one of the ice crystals around me, one that was about a hundred years old.

This place where spiritual energy swirled was where ice crystals naturally formed. Taking one or two wouldn’t be a problem, and furthermore, even taking that Mannyeon Icecrystal over there wouldn’t be an issue.

But currently, there was no reason to take it.

Even if I consumed it at my current level, completely absorbing it would be nearly impossible, and I would need to reach at least Great Void Formless or Primordial Sole Existence for it to be helpful.

A hundred-year-old ice crystal.

This much was sufficient.

Then an interesting thought occurred to me.

The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace would be eternal. I would make it so.

If that were the case, there would be talents who would shoulder that Snow Palace, and in the current situation, Elder Brother who would soon become the Young Palace Lord would be one of those talents.

How about having Elder Brother visit this place when he becomes Young Palace Lord.

Later, when Elder Brother becomes Palace Lord and a new Young Palace Lord is born, having them enter this place.

Making it a kind of ritual would be sufficiently meaningful.

Above all, if the people of Snow Palace saw Seol Heun’s sword dance, they would be inspired by that alone… and if they could understand the martial arts contained within, they could also seek advancement in their level.

In many ways, it wasn’t bad.

Silently, I let my qi flow in reverse as I had when I first entered this place.

I closed my eyes and opened them.

An incredible level of snowstorm that made my whole body ache came crashing down.

And through it, Hyeon Sim was running toward me with a pale expression.

“Hyeon Seol… Hyeon Seol-rin sir…! Are you safe?!”

Looking at him with his worried expression, I smiled brightly.

* * *

It was only about a moment’s time.

But like the saying “one moment feels like three autumns,” this short time felt as long as three years.

No, this had to be the case.

Woon-hwi, who said he was looking for something, suddenly disappeared. He had already done the crazy thing of completely suppressing his internal energy with an injured body, but what was even more absurd was that he completely evaded Hyeon Sim’s senses despite having reached Limitless Divine Manifestation.

He truly couldn’t even perceive it.

He suddenly just vanished, and during that moment, Hyeon Sim could understand Manager Seong.

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