Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 263

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Chapter 263
Black sword energy zigzagged through the air, converging on Seol Woon-hwi from all directions. It was clear that Jang I-cheong had calculated each strike to bypass the ice aura Seol Woon-hwi had deployed, timing them to converge simultaneously.
Seol Woon-hwi quickly lowered his body.
The sword energy that passed above his head shattered the pile of skulls behind him. In the same instant, he swung the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom horizontally.
Shwaaak—!
Ice aura spread in a fan pattern, neutralizing the remaining sword strikes. But in that brief opening, Jang I-cheong had already closed the distance to arm’s length.
“You arrogant wretch—I’ll make you beg for your life!”
Jang I-cheong’s blade flew toward Seol Woon-hwi’s throat.
Black energy writhed like a dragon along the blade’s edge.
Demonic Dragon Heaven-Breaking Sword.
Seol Woon-hwi urgently raised the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom vertically to block.
Clang—!
A tremendous impact reverberated through him. His feet carved deep furrows into the ground as he was driven backward in a skid.
Yet in that brief moment, Jang I-cheong’s brow furrowed sharply.
Blocking with a raised blade? Difficult, certainly, but possible if fortune favored him.
But the ground beneath him cracking and being pushed back merely one zhang?
That made no sense.
‘…The power he wields is of the Four Stages of Heaven and Earth, yet his physical body is below that… How curious.’
Without pausing his analysis, Jang I-cheong immediately pursued.
He brought his blade down from above, detonating demonic energy as he struck.
The moment Seol Woon-hwi sensed the killing intent—no, even before Jang I-cheong pushed off the ground—he was already rolling to the side.
It was nearly instantaneous.
Boom—!!
Jang I-cheong’s blade embedded itself where Seol Woon-hwi had been, spiderwebbing cracks across the earth. The black energy seeped into the fissures, detonating the surrounding skulls.
Through the debris, Seol Woon-hwi’s eyes were reading Jang I-cheong’s next move.
The feet shift. The shoulders shift. Left or right?
Which way does the balance transfer? Which muscles twist in which direction?
A martial artist of Cheon In-gyeong’s caliber pursues ‘perfection’ in every form.
Since Seol Woon-hwi had also pursued perfection, reading these patterns was not difficult.
He moved backward and twisted his body two chi to the side.
Whoosh—!!
The blade merely grazed empty air. Jang I-cheong’s demonic energy embroidered the space around him—unpleasant, but manageable.
He tilted his head back and retreated.
Whoosh—!
The blade edge passed inches from his nose.
He pushed off from his position, spinning his body once through the air before creating a distance of roughly five zhang.
Boom—!!
The ground where Seol Woon-hwi had stood moments before erupted, leaving an enormous crater.
Jang I-cheong wrenched his blade free and shouted.
“So you intend only to flee!”
Evading three consecutive sword strikes was one thing, but the feeling of having his moves completely read was utterly infuriating.
“I’m not running away, Senior. You’re simply missing.”
“…You bastard…”
He pushed off the ground and simultaneously swept his sword horizontally.
The blade released a crescent of sword energy that, as it drew near to Woon-hwi, split into dozens of individual strikes.
An attack that completely dominated all directions.
There was nowhere to escape.
Woon-hwi raised his sword overhead.
His second move.
Heaven Snow Flying Decision Sword.
Dozens of smaller sword strikes erupted from the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom like a blizzard, colliding with Jang I-cheong’s energy and detonating in the void.
Kwaaaang—!!
With the explosion, the skulls scattered throughout the area crumbled to dust.
But Woon-hwi did not stop there. He launched himself through the smoke of the blast, charging straight at Jang I-cheong.
Jang I-cheong’s expression shifted to one of surprise.
“An unpredictable one indeed. The coward who only fled is now charging like a madman…”
Jang I-cheong tilted his head to the side with ease.
Whoosh—!
The Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom grazed past his head.
He stepped forward and lowered his body. The Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom, which had changed direction in the void, swept past where Jang I-cheong’s head had been.
Whoosh—!
Woon-hwi swung his sword while Jang I-cheong advanced and dodged.
Naturally, their positions reversed.
Jang I-cheong brought his raised sword crashing down from above.
Demon Heaven Ghost God Sword.
Black energy erupted explosively from his blade. Ferocious as the forms of demons rising from hell itself, they targeted Woon-hwi’s back.
Woon-hwi immediately spun around and swung the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom with both hands with tremendous force.
Frost crystallized on the blade’s edge, drawing a line across the void.
His third move.
Heaven Snow Flying Decision Sword.
Zzzzzzzt—!!
Jang I-cheong’s manifested technique froze in the void, but not entirely.
Crack—! Crack—!
Woon-hwi’s chest and abdomen.
As demonic energy struck precisely two points, his clothes tore and blood spilled forth.
Immediately after, a flash of light flickered in the void.
Thud—!
Jang I-cheong’s extended sword pierced through Woon-hwi’s side.
He had tried to evade, but the fundamental difference in physical strength made perfect evasion impossible.
Jang I-cheong withdrew his blade and immediately kicked Woon-hwi away.
Crash—!!
The deafening explosion sent Seol Woon-hwi sliding back several paces, blood spraying from his lips.
“Cough….”
An enormous torrent of blood erupted from his mouth, and for a moment, Seol Woon-hwi remained motionless with his head bowed.
Jang I-cheong made no move either.
He had already judged the battle to be over.
“Do you know why the martial artists of the Murim fear the Demonic People?”
Seol Woon-hwi offered no response to Jang I-cheong’s composed voice. Jang I-cheong continued speaking deliberately.
“Demonic Energy is a ferocious force that, the moment it penetrates inward, begins to destroy the physical body of its target.”
“….”
“Just now, I infused Demonic Energy into your body through the Middle Technique. You created a new realm, you say? I acknowledge it. You are indeed a genius. For a brief moment, you stood against me—one who has reached the Heaven-Human Realm—so that realm you forged must surely be significant.”
Jang I-cheong spoke as he slowly advanced.
“I cannot forgive all your insolence, but your genius, and that new realm system your genius has created—speak of it to me.”
His eyes overflowed with greed.
What Seol Woon-hwi had accomplished was enough to reshape the entire power structure of the Murim.
Pioneering a new realm of martial arts?
This was something that would go down in history.
Whether it held practical merit or not was secondary—Jang I-cheong had witnessed it with his own eyes.
This thing called the Void Manifestation Realm was real.
He had to possess it. With it alone, the possibilities were endless.
Then it happened.
Seol Woon-hwi lifted his head.
At the same moment, Jang I-cheong’s eyes narrowed.
He had infused a considerable amount of Demonic Energy, yet why did he appear unharmed?
…Only then did he notice.
The air around them had grown cold at some point.
Then Seol Woon-hwi planted the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom into the ground, and Jang I-cheong felt a chill of foreboding.
“…Surely not….”
White energy gathered around Seol Woon-hwi.
Seol Woon-hwi opened his mouth.
The fourth move.
Thousand Years of Spiritual Energy Resonates with All Things.
The spiritual energy of a thousand years answers all creation.
The Heart of Profound Ice Connects to the Nine Heavens.
The heart of profound ice communes with the nine heavens.
Ten Thousand Years of Snow Energy Transforms into Spiritual Mystery.
The snow energy of ten thousand years transforms into divine mystery.
One Thought’s Enlightenment Shatters the Desolate Void.
A single moment of enlightenment breaks through the vast emptiness.
Heaven and Earth Ice and Snow Poem.
Pure Cold Energy crystallized into snow began falling from the void.
Everything around Jang I-cheong turned white. The ground, the air, even his sword.
“This is… the Heaven-Earth Frozen Snow Verse…?”
Those who knew even a little about the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace would inevitably recall the Four Great Poetry Collections.
It was the ultimate technique of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, an absolute secret art that only the Palace Lord and direct descendants could use.
The second of these, the Heaven-Earth Frozen Snow Verse, was a lethal technique specialized in instantly freezing and shattering people, and it was said that the third Palace Lord of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace once killed a thousand martial artists in an instant with this technique.
“So you’re making a desperate struggle.”
Jang I-cheong’s composure did not fade despite his certainty that the battle was already decided, and Seol Woon-hwi pulled the sword he had planted in the ground. Then he slowly raised it above his head.
“Please receive this.”
He brought down the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom with force.
Kwaaaang—!
A massive ice storm rushed toward Jang I-cheong. It was not merely sword energy. It was close to a natural calamity that had gathered all the Cold Energy of heaven and earth.
Jang I-cheong clenched his teeth. His Demonic Energy covered his physical body.
He immediately swung his sword.
Demonic Path Three Thousand Swords.
Thousands of black sword energies erupted from his blade like a black waterfall.
The ice storm and thousands of swords made of Demonic Energy collided in the void.
Kwaaaang—!!!
A deafening roar that shook heaven and earth echoed forth.
The cave walls cracked and stone fragments fell from the ceiling. Jang I-cheong was desperately trying to shatter the ice storm, while Seol Woon-hwi’s eyes shone with brilliance.
This was the fourth move.
The final move.
I will end it with this. If I draw any more energy, my body will burst.
Once again, the Cold Energy around me began gathering explosively. The power was on an entirely different level than before.
The entire Secret Realm began to tremble.
Massive ice pillars began rising around Seol Woon-hwi, and they resembled an ancient palace.
Then all the Void Manifestation Qi in my body transformed into Ice Snow Energy, and everything from my pupils to my entire physical form turned white.
The final move.
The supreme mysterious ice is not of ordinary people
The supreme mysterious ice belongs not to the common
Ten thousand years of snow energy connects with the nine spirits
The snow energy of ten thousand years communes with the nine luminous beings
A thousand years of frozen heart transforms into spiritual mystery
The thousand-year frozen heart transforms into divine mystery
One unified energy penetrates and shatters the azure heaven
A single stream of energy flows through and breaks the blue sky
Heaven’s Ultimate Frozen Snow Verse
In this moment, the world seemed to stop.
No, to be precise, it froze.
The air and space.
And everything around him was engulfed in extreme cold.
The walls froze solid, the ceiling froze, the skulls embedded in the ground froze, and everything in all directions became Cold Energy.
Jang I-cheong staggered to his feet. His eyes had turned completely black.
“…Your death throes are rather irritating.”
My desire to learn in detail about the realm called Three Profound Realms remained undiminished.
Since he did not seem likely to be subdued easily, there was no helping it.
After all, I only needed him to be able to speak.
I would sever his four limbs and shatter his Dantian.
Whether he died in agony or cleanly, as a martial artist, it was only natural that he would wish to reveal his ultimate technique to the world before death….
“Do not harbor resentment.”
Demonic Energy surged forth.
In the past, the Thousand Year Demon Cult had those called the Seven Kings of Demon Valley.
They were all masters who had reached the Great Void Formless, and Jang I-cheong had inherited the lineage of Yang Si-jeok, who was called the Demonic Heavenly Sword King among them.
He was one who had yearned for the existence called Cheon Ma, and he was one who had created new martial arts by emulating the Heavenly Demon’s techniques.
The Demonic Extreme Manifestation Sword created by Yang Si-jeok.
Its ultimate technique and secret art.
The black energy that had soared as if piercing the heavens was concentrated into Jang I-cheong’s sword all at once.
His shoulders, thrown back sharply, swung forward with tremendous force.
A supreme strike that severed all things.
Heavenly Demon’s Limitless Slash.

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