The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 192

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Chapter 192. You Won’t Die Peacefully

 

 

A maddening impulse arose.

He truly felt like he could devour even the dirt before his eyes.

No, he didn’t even have that luxury.

He just wanted to chew and eat this right arm attached to his shoulder.

After all, his hand was already shattered and useless.

If he used it to satisfy this violent hunger and appetite, wouldn’t that have meaning in itself?

Such thoughts dominated Gwang Hoe-cheon’s mind.

“Uuuuugh. Uuuaaah. Uaauuuugh.”

Grotesque moans flowed from his mouth.

Saliva dripped down continuously.

‘No, I can’t.’

In the midst of this, his mind barely maintained reason with a thread-like consciousness.

That’s why he could sit cross-legged.

Gwang Hoe-cheon hastily operated his Blood Art.

Blood Art that he only knew in theory but had never practiced.

It was natural. Until early this morning, hadn’t he been in a state where his Internal Energy was restricted?

So there was no way he could have learned Blood Art.

No, even aside from that, he actually had no intention of learning Blood Art.

He only knew extensively the incantation formulas, theories, and True Energy pathways for research purposes.

Actually moving Internal Energy according to them in practice was his first time.

Moving that Internal Energy was also difficult due to the Jamhon Poison.

Nevertheless, he had to do it.

No, he absolutely had to succeed.

If he couldn’t.

‘I’ll become Sik Gang-si. That cannot happen.’

Gwang Hoe-cheon desperately operated his Blood Art.

The antidote method for Jamhon Poison was simple yet difficult.

Jamhon Poison only manifests its effects when Blood Poison Art and poison meet.

Golden Spirit Gluttony Blood Poison Art.

A poison Blood Art that had now disappeared from the Blood Cult.

Instead, he had restored it as closely as possible using the remaining poison Blood Arts.

What he named Devouring Blood Poison Art.

If you cut the connection between that and the poison, the poison’s action naturally stops.

A truly simple principle.

However, cutting that connection was difficult.

No, one wouldn’t even be able to find the connection between Blood Poison Art and poison.

It was a method no different from impossible.

But Gwang Hoe-cheon could do it.

Since it was poison he had created.

However, to cut that connection, he had to use Blood Art.

With ordinary Internal Energy, one couldn’t even approach the connection point between Blood Poison Art and poison.

Even with Blood Art, not just any would work.

Blood Art that could block the action of Devouring Poison Blood Art.

He had to operate Golden Command Blood Art.

So Gwang Hoe-cheon was now trying to operate Blood Art he had never learned.

With only the theory in his head.

 

Ha Mu-baek quietly watched such Gwang Hoe-cheon.

The Infinite Bright Wheel Eye was thoroughly examining the movement of Internal Energy inside Gwang Hoe-cheon.

He couldn’t understand the movement of poison energy.

But he could guess. Since Ha Mu-baek had experienced it once too.

‘That’s the movement of Blood Art…’

The movement of Internal Energy just beginning to stir in the Dantian. Seeing that, Ha Mu-baek immediately recognized it as Blood Art.

‘Is Blood Art necessary?’

What exactly was he trying to do with that Blood Art?

Ha Mu-baek focused even more on the changes in Gwang Hoe-cheon’s Dantian.

 

‘There isn’t much time. Please. Please.’

Gwang Hoe-cheon was desperate.

The poison pouch Ha Mu-baek had shoved into his mouth.

The amount of poison that flowed out from there and that he had inhaled was enormous.

What he had gulped down into his stomach and what he had breathed in that entered his lungs.

Poison energy was about to manifest immediately from both places.

No matter how much there was an incubation period for those who had learned Internal Energy, that amount was enough to ignore such things instantly.

At most one da-gyeong (about 15 minutes).

About the time to drink a cup of tea.

He only had exactly that much time.

No, considering the desire surging intensely in his mind right now, it might not even take half that.

Half of one da-gyeong.

That was the time remaining for Gwang Hoe-cheon now.

Within that time, he had to succeed in operating Golden Command Blood Art.

Golden Command Blood Art was a Blood Art permitted only to high-ranking officials of the cult, having reached a considerable Upper Tier level.

Gwang Hoe-cheon had also received the Secret Manual of Golden Command Blood Art from Il-ro when he began researching Blood Poison Art.

Actually, though his Internal Energy was restricted, even if it hadn’t been, he had no intention of learning it.

It was natural.

Didn’t Gwang Hoe-cheon have other Martial Arts he was aiming for?

The absolute Martial Arts sleeping in the Dan Mok Family Secret Vault.

Void Vast Heart Formula.

An Internal Energy Mental Method that could truly compete for supremacy in All Under Heaven.

A righteous sect’s Internal Energy Mental Method that couldn’t be learned if one learned Blood Art.

He had even destroyed the Dan Mok Family Estate to obtain that, so there was no way he would learn something like mere Golden Command Blood Art.

Nevertheless, he had examined Golden Command Blood Art in detail.

To use as reference for restoring Golden Spirit Gluttony Blood Poison Art.

Hadn’t he researched not only Golden Command Blood Art but countless Blood Arts and Blood Poison Arts?

It was in that process that he discovered it.

That Golden Command Blood Art interfered with the combination of Devouring Blood Poison Art with poison.

That’s why Gwang Hoe-cheon was now desperately trying to operate Golden Command Blood Art.

What about Void Vast Heart Formula?

‘I have to survive first.’

Gwang Hoe-cheon was abandoning his life’s goal.

For the sake of his life, which was more precious.

However.

Even if he escaped from Jamhon Poison, Ha Mu-baek standing before his eyes wouldn’t leave him alone.

Right now, Gwang Hoe-cheon’s thoughts hadn’t reached that far.

He was only desperate to escape the immediate crisis before his eyes.

 

Gwang Hoe-cheon’s talent for martial arts was genius-level by Byeokryeokgae’s standards.

Already his dantian was stirring, beginning to move internal energy according to the Golden Command Blood Art’s pathways.

Ha Mu-baek confirmed all those pathways.

‘Golden Command Blood Art.’

In the last war, he had fought countless times with high-ranking officials of the Blood Cult.

That’s why he also knew the operational pathways of the Golden Command Blood Art.

He recognized it immediately.

He carefully observed the movement of internal energy and Gwang Hoe-cheon’s changes.

As the internal energy circulated through his blood meridians, Gwang Hoe-cheon’s expression changed.

The drool that had been flowing down stopped at some point.

His face, which had been distorted by uncontrollable appetite, gradually returned to normal.

He was overcoming the poison’s energy.

No, the Jamhon Poison’s effects had stopped.

After a brief moment passed like that.

Gwang Hoe-cheon opened both eyes.

His eyes swirled with a strange light mixing gold and blood red.

“You bastard. Because of you, my life’s goal has failed.”

Gwang Hoe-cheon snarled viciously as he raised his body.

“I don’t know what your life’s goal is, but it seems you should worry about your life rather than that right now?”

Ha Mu-baek had achieved his purpose for now.

Golden Command Blood Art.

He knew the characteristics of that internal energy, and had just seen it directly.

He could apply that and test it out.

He didn’t need to learn the blood art directly. He just needed to imitate its characteristics.

Now that bastard had no more use value.

All that remained was death.

“I’ll be different from who I was just now. Because of you, I ended up learning blood art… The great method that was only half-complete has become whole.”

As soon as those words ended.

A terrifying aura poured out from Gwang Hoe-cheon’s entire body.

It was tremendous energy incomparable to just moments before.

If he had been in this state at Wolryong Manor, it would have been Byeokryeokgae’s certain defeat.

‘He could have lasted about two hundred seconds.’

Ha Mu-baek coldly evaluated his opponent’s skill.

The aura and energy that could defeat a supreme master like Byeokryeokgae in two hundred seconds.

That was what Gwang Hoe-cheon possessed now.

Blood Spirit Seal Origin Lock Meridian Great Method.

It was the Blood Cult’s great method that restricted the lower dantian and internal energy.

It didn’t just restrict.

After accumulating internal energy in the blood meridians throughout the body.

The moment the restriction was released, all that internal energy rushed into the dantian at once, causing internal energy to explosively increase.

Though it was one-time internal energy similar to triggering latent power.

In addition to that.

If someone who had learned blood arts of upper tier or higher than Golden Command Blood Art restricted their lower dantian and internal energy with the Blood Spirit Seal Origin Lock Meridian Great Method and then released it.

A tremendous synergistic effect occurred, causing their realm to soar instantly.

The time required for this was at least five years.

Since one had to spend a full five years or more without internal energy, no one in the Blood Cult had attempted this method.

In a harsh group like the Blood Cult where might makes right, sealing one’s own internal energy and spending five years was no different from choosing death.

That’s why no one in Blood Cult history had used the combination of Blood Spirit Seal Origin Lock Meridian Great Method and Golden Command Blood Art.

Gwang Hoe-cheon was now the first to succeed at it.

Crack. Crack.

Gwang Hoe-cheon twisted his neck this way and that.

He also rotated his shoulders and moved his fingers.

His right hand that Ha Mu-baek had shattered had already recovered.

“With just the remaining internal energy from the great method, to this extent…”

Gwang Hoe-cheon muttered with a complex expression.

The Blood Spirit Seal Origin Lock Meridian Great Method was literally a great method. Not learning blood arts.

So he had used that great method to restrict his lower dantian and internal energy.

It could be used when opening the middle dantian, and though one-time, he could gain tremendous internal energy when the restriction was released.

Also, it wouldn’t interfere with learning the Void Vast Heart Formula.

But now, being forced to learn Golden Command Blood Art and experiencing the synergistic effect with some internal energy gained from the Blood Spirit Seal Origin Lock Meridian Great Method.

Regret washed over him, wondering if there had been any need to desperately pursue the Void Vast Heart Formula.

With the exhilaration he felt in his body now, it seemed he could do anything.

It seemed he could instantly smash someone like Ha Mu-baek before his eyes.

What if he had learned Golden Command Blood Art first and then executed the great method?

Could he have become this strong by obtaining and learning the Void Vast Heart Formula?

No, even if he obtained it, what about the time needed to cultivate it again?

Wasn’t that how orthodox martial arts were?

You had to cultivate for at least ten years to even glimpse the edge of that strength.

When he could gain this kind of strength just by restricting internal energy for several years?

Of course, Gwang Hoe-cheon was a very special case.

The Blood Cult had been destroyed by Ha Mu-baek and the Jeongcheon Alliance, and was spending time lying low for revival.

So restricting his internal energy for several years posed no problem for him.

There was no one competing for power, and he was essential personnel for restoring the Jamhon Poison.

“Regrettable. Maybe it was pointless stubbornness. Well, I can gradually confirm what the Void Vast Heart Formula is like.”

Gwang Hoe-cheon smiled coldly as he looked at Ha Mu-baek.

“How do you want to die?”

The smile eventually showed his teeth, and Gwang Hoe-cheon asked Ha Mu-baek.

At that question, Ha Mu-baek chuckled.

He looked like someone drunk on suddenly gained power, unable to tell shit from piss.

Gwang Hoe-cheon’s hand went to his waist.

The sword that had barely any presence until now since he’d only been swinging fists.

However, it was his beloved sword that he’d brought out even as the hall collapsed.

A masterpiece among masterpieces made with a fortune in gold.

Shing.

The sword revealed itself from its scabbard.

The blindingly white blade looked like it could cut through everything around it in one stroke.

“You won’t die peacefully. You bastard, how dare you throw a poison pouch at me? Then you must have other things too. This time I’ll stuff them all in your mouth.”

With those words, Gwang Hoe-cheon took a ready stance.

Big Dipper Phantom Sword Technique.

It was one of the Dan Mok Family Estate’s ultimate techniques.

Ha Mu-baek frowned as he watched that sight.

“You dare to use the Dan Mok Family’s sword technique? You’re truly a beast with a human face.”

Ha Mu-baek also drew his sword.

You won’t die peacefully.

That was what Ha Mu-baek wanted to say back to Gwang Hoe-cheon.

Red gang qi surged from Gwang Hoe-cheon’s sword.

It was different from the red fist gang from before.

That wasn’t a red light, but the color of blood.

Blood Gang.

The Gang Qi that served as proof of the Blood Cult’s supreme masters.

It was wrapped around Gwang Hoe-cheon’s sword.

Gang Qi was also wrapped around Ha Mu-baek’s sword.

Dark Gang of an ink-black color that seemed deeper than darkness itself.

It was Gang Qi imbued with Ha Mu-baek’s will to utterly destroy his opponent.

Thwack.

Gwang Hoe-cheon kicked off the ground.

The sword infused with Blood Gang flew straight toward Ha Mu-baek.

Ha Mu-baek’s sword moved.

Dark Gang descended like deep darkness that would completely cover the blood-colored Blood Gang.

Bang!

A tremendous explosion erupted.

Gwang Hoe-cheon’s sword moved swiftly.

Like the Big Dipper Seven Stars illuminating the dark night sky, his sword flew forth shining brilliantly in scattered points of light.

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