Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 402

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Chapter 402
Seol Cheon-hwa had plenty of escape routes. What Seol Woon-hwi was doing down there right now was merely a meaningless gesture.
Seol Cheon-hwa was waiting.
For Seol Woon-hwi to crawl in on his own.
This was a matter of honor.
How dare the fifth of the Polar Descendants touch the Elder Council?
Such a thing was unthinkable.
Moreover, the Palace Lord had entered seclusion.
The Young Palace Lord had also departed on his rounds.
Now was the opportunity.
This was my chance to suppress Seol Woon-hwi.
No matter how high his name stood in the Murim, his position on Snow Mountain had to differ from what it was in the wider martial world.
The Elder Council would restrain him, and for that, I needed an achievement. This was truly an opportunity among opportunities, as I had said before.
In that moment.
Crack—!
An unusual flow of energy was felt.
‘…What…?’
Seol Cheon-hwa’s eyes widened.
Goosebumps erupted across my entire body.
From down there.
From the entrance of the Elder Council.
An impossible energy was felt.
Because I had achieved Heaven-Human Unity, I could read it clearly.
This was.
At minimum, an equal-tier energy.
No, something greater.
‘This can’t… this can’t be real.’
Seol Cheon-hwa shot up from my seat and hurriedly peered out the window.
And I saw it.
Seol Woon-hwi’s ash-gray hair turning white as he held his sword horizontally.
And the vibration of the blade.
Soon after, white-haired Seol Woon-hwi swung his sword.
‘What… what is that….’
My thoughts froze. This was no time for admiration.
“Flee… flee!!”
Seol Cheon-hwa’s cry.
It reached the entire Elder Council, but it was already far too late.
A single beam of light.
Vast Expanse.
The boundless sky and endless void.
The sky and sea merged into one, their forms unified.
And an endless cradle stretched before me.
I felt a supreme martial mastery beyond imagination.
It cut across the Elder Council.
Whiiiiish—!
The sound arrived only afterward.
Sword energy, sword force—that which defied all explanation arrived first.
The Elder Council.
The elders gathered there.
Twenty of them felt it.
Death itself.
“Ack.”
A brief cry—it could only be brief, for what should have been longer was severed.
Seol Woon-hwi’s strike had even severed sound itself.
All their bodies.
Their waists.
Split in two.
The Elder Council had housed thirty elders in total.
Twenty of those thirty perished, while the remaining twenty could not even comprehend what had transpired.
It was over.
Crash—!!
With a deafening roar, the massive five-story building collapsed entirely.
Dust erupted skyward, screams filled the air.
Seol Cheon-hwa, caught in the devastation, slowly rose from the rubble of the fallen structure.
“….”
I was at a loss for words.
Though I remained unharmed, the carnage unfolding around me came into focus.
It was horrific.
The martial artists of the Elder Council.
More than half had fallen.
“…This… What in the hell….”
Seol Cheon-hwa’s voice trembled.
Then it came.
Crunch.
Crunch.
The sound of footsteps on snow reached my ears.
Seol Cheon-hwa lifted his head.
Beyond the dust.
A man walked slowly forward.
In black robes, wielding a long sword.
His white hair had reverted to ash-gray.
His cold gaze remained fixed upon Seol Cheon-hwa.
Seol Woon-hwi.
“You…!”
Seol Cheon-hwa clenched his teeth.
I came to a halt.
“Will you continue this charade?”
“…What?”
“It seems you’ve grown unaccustomed to such situations, having played the puppet master from the shadows for far too long.”
“…You wretched….”
“I intend to erase the entire Elder Council today.”
I swallowed hard.
“The Palace Lord has entered seclusion, and the Young Palace Lord is away on his rounds. Since I have undertaken this alone, even if you were to kill me here, it would cause no great harm to our great-grandfather.”
“….”
“Why do you hesitate? This is your golden opportunity to kill me. Without need for justification or pretense, my death would please Gun Mu-gyeol of the Martial Alliance, and while Kang Cheon-u of the Four Heaven Alliance might feel some regret, he would accept it nonetheless. The debts owed by both would be erased. The Palace Lord would grieve, but what can be done? A youngest son gone mad and met his end—he would bear only slight self-reproach.”
I tightened my grip on my sword.
“Having explained this much, do you still not comprehend the situation?”
“…At least give me an answer.”
As I stared at him, Seol Cheon-hwa asked.
“What is the meaning of this! Why, in the name of all that is sacred!”
Rather, I tilted my head in confusion.
“Do you truly not know why you ask?”
“….”
“In this Snow Palace, there must be no vermin who commit acts while evading responsibility. That is why I did not kill you and instead offered you the chance to operate from the shadows. Yet you spurned that opportunity and touched me with the absurd goal of restraining me.”
“….”
“Therefore, I will erase you from this world.”
“…You demonic bastard….”
I shook my head.
“You began this, great-grandfather. Accept it gracefully.”
“Insolent wretch! You shall die here this day!”
Seol Cheon-hwa launched himself from his seat.
His body reached me in an instant.
“How dare you—!”
His eyes blazed with fury.
Light exploded from his extended fist.
Brilliantly radiant. A spear of pure light hurtled toward me.
Though the distance was mere inches, I twisted my head.
Whoosh—
The spear of light grazed my cheek.
Seol Cheon-hwa’s eyes widened.
He evaded? So easily?
I clenched my fist tightly. One hundred thirty-one years old.
Not a young age, but a master of Heaven-Human Unity. That foundation doesn’t fade.
I thrust my fists forward in rapid succession.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three strikes.
Three more spears of light flew forth.
But Seol Woon-hwi evaded them all.
Turning his head, tilting his body, stepping back half a pace.
As if dancing.
“This bastard…!”
Seol Cheon-hwa gritted his teeth.
I drew upon my internal energy.
The Great Void Mysterious Ice Heart Method.
It fell slightly short of the Ice Snow Heart Method, the supreme technique recorded in the Complete Records of Ten Thousand Snows and the highest art of Snow Palace, but it was still the supreme technique learned by the blood descendants of Snow Mountain who were not Polar Descendants.
Its rank was Martial God Level.
Cold energy rose from Seol Cheon-hwa’s body.
Mysterious Ice Qi.
The air began to freeze.
White vapor rose from his fists. He swung them forward.
Snow Mountain White Lotus Fist.
A fist technique as pure and noble as the white lotus of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Mountain.
Strength within gentleness.
A fist technique embodying the principles of circular natural harmony.
Cold energy exploded from the fists.
Seol Woon-hwi raised the Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom to block.
Boom—!
Seol Woon-hwi’s body slid backward.
Deep footprints carved into the ground.
Heavier than I expected.
Seol Cheon-hwa rushed forward again.
This time, he drew the sword from his waist.
A silver blade.
The Great Void Mysterious Ice Sword Technique.
First Form: Illusory Stance Sword.
Seol Cheon-hwa’s sword began to dance.
A transformative sword technique that creates substance through illusion.
Whoosh—!
The sword flew toward Seol Woon-hwi.
Or rather, it appeared to fly.
But there was no substance behind it.
An illusion.
I tried to block with my sword, but Seol Cheon-hwa’s blade pierced through the phantom and came at me from a different angle.
A different angle.
I hastily twisted my body.
The sword grazed past.
My robes tore.
“Phantom Heavenly Flower.”
Seol Cheon-hwa murmured.
“A sword technique that bewilders enemies with illusions. So you’ve been wandering outside all this time, completely ignorant of Snow Mountain’s martial arts.”
He swung his sword again.
This time, ten phantoms.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
I couldn’t tell which was real.
My eyes swept rapidly across my surroundings.
Immediately, I planted my feet on the ground.
Boom.
Shadowless Movement Technique.
The footwork technique Darma left behind.
A technique that leaves not even a shadow.
My body vanished in an instant.
The ten phantoms slashed through empty air.
They missed.
“What…?”
Seol Cheon-hwa’s expression shifted to shock. He had discerning eyes. It wasn’t a Snow Mountain technique, but he clearly recognized it as a supreme-grade Martial God Level footwork technique—something beyond even the highest ultimate techniques.
From his experience, the correct response in such situations was to defend the most vital point.
From experience, and from instinct.
This was the right choice.
He immediately raised his sword to protect his left flank, where his heart lay.
Crash—!!
My sword struck exactly where he predicted, and Seol Cheon-hwa tried to counterattack immediately.
But he couldn’t.
The power contained in the blade exceeded his imagination.
He was pushed back, sliding sideways.
‘What kind of monstrous strength does this brat have…’
He lifted his head.
Regardless of whether he was in the Tri-Profound Realm or using Heaven-Human Unity level power, this was pure qi and physical strength.
‘A brat who hasn’t even properly undergone bone transformation and rebirth…’
I pressed forward toward Seol Cheon-hwa. He adjusted his grip on his sword and responded.
Clang—! Clang—!! Clang—!!
Three sword strikes collided in succession.
Seol Cheon-hwa flinched, his counterattack interrupted.
Swish—!
Seol Woon-hwi’s blade extended once more, grazing Seol Cheon-hwa’s shoulder.
Shallow though the cut was, blood flowed freely.
“This bastard…!”
Seol Cheon-hwa retreated, drawing upon deeper reserves of internal energy.
Cold energy surged from his body with renewed intensity.
The air around them froze solid, and frost began to crystallize across the ground.
Mysterious Ice Immortal Body Technique.
His form shimmered with a faint luminescence.
He became light as falling snow.
No—it was not merely lightness.
His form grew translucent and indistinct.
Form Transforms to Void and Substance.
A technique to freely interchange between reality and illusion.
Seol Cheon-hwa charged forward.
This time, his speed was different.
As if employing spatial folding, his physical body reached Seol Woon-hwi in an instant.
He brought his sword down in a crushing strike.
Clang—!
Seol Woon-hwi raised his blade to block.
But in that moment, Seol Cheon-hwa’s form became hazy.
An illusion.
The true body was behind him.
Seol Woon-hwi spun around in alarm.
Seol Cheon-hwa’s blade was aimed at his back.
Crash—!
He barely managed to block it.
But the impact was tremendous.
Crack—!
Seol Woon-hwi’s body was sent flying forward.
He tumbled across the ground in a rolling motion.
“Haah…”
Seol Woon-hwi slowly rose to his feet.
Blood dripped from his lips.
Seol Cheon-hwa laughed mockingly.
“You’ve gained some reputation in the Central Plains and grown arrogant—did you truly believe you could stand against me, you insolent whelp?”
“Yes.”
“…You will die here today!”
Seol Cheon-hwa raised his sword.
Cold energy erupted from his blade.
Mysterious Ice Sword.
Heavenly Ice Flower.
Ice and snow materialized in the empty air.
No—sword energy transformed into the shape of ice and snow.
Hundreds of them.
No, thousands.
They filled the entire sky.
“Die—!”
As Seol Cheon-hwa swept his hand, thousands of ice flowers poured down toward me.
A range impossible to evade.
A number impossible to block.
But I did not retreat.
There exists no sword technique in this world that cannot be blocked, nor one that cannot be evaded.
Everything is determined by the difference between the one who executes and the one who faces it.
My hair began to turn white once more.
My Jinwha Cheonryeong Geom began to resonate wildly.
The True Edition of the Primordial Innate Heart Method.
I had continuously cultivated it—whether traveling to Geonkon Castle, journeying to Gongneung where the Martial Alliance resided, or returning home.
The Void Manifestation Qi I had previously wielded was not created from the Primordial Innate Heart Method.
It was an energy forged by blending the Blood Cult’s heart method with the Primordial Innate Heart Method.
I needed to merge this energy with the True Edition of the Primordial Innate Heart Method.
I had deconstructed and rebuilt the principles I once knew, and the Void Manifestation Qi grew to match the True Edition.
It remained incomplete while I was at Gongneung, but upon my return to Yang-ryeong.
I had perfected it.

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