The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 305

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Chapter 305. You Are a Heretic

 

 

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze piercing through him.

It was far from ordinary sharpness, so Hyeon-gil couldn’t help but flinch.

It was also due to the tremendous divine power he had just displayed.

Hyeon-hwang’s dantian, which he could no longer do anything about no matter how much he pounded it with his fists.

Hadn’t he pressed it down with tremendous force and burst it?

The magnitude of qi energy Ha Mu-baek had shown in that moment.

It was completely immeasurable.

He wondered how a human vessel could contain that level of qi energy.

It seemed as if he had stuffed all the qi energy in the world into Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang’s dantian.

“You too?”

Ha Mu-baek’s question.

However, Hyeon-gil didn’t understand its meaning at once.

“Did you also meet that damn bastard?”

“Who are you referring to…?”

He had a guess but asked to be certain.

Then came the answer.

“Sim Yeon. That damn bastard.”

Hyeon-gil’s body trembled with a start.

That was enough.

Even without answering, it was as good as hearing an answer.

Well, he had already been certain it would be so.

“Was that damn bastard in the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture too?”

“…”

Hyeon-gil couldn’t give any answer.

Ha Mu-baek stared at such Hyeon-gil quietly.

And nodded his head.

“Good. Well, it seems you weren’t devoured like this bastard.”

There lay Hyeon-hwang’s corpse, dead in a miserable state.

“Let’s have a deep conversation in a quiet place later. I need to finish the business I came here for.”

Step. Step.

Ha Mu-baek moved his steps.

There was.

Hyeon-gwang.

Holding the three sealing techniques that had floated up and flown to him.

“Hyeon-gwang. What did you babble about?”

Ha Mu-baek asked with fierce momentum.

“You never released the Murim’s public enemy, the Mad Monk, and he escaped on his own?”

As the fierce momentum concentrated around Hyeon-gwang, the Shaolin Monks near him staggered back.

The Demon-Destroying Arhat Great Formation they had prepared in advance had already collapsed long ago.

The aftermath of Ha Mu-baek and Hyeon-hwang’s battle must have been incredibly powerful.

Thus, only Ha Mu-baek and Hyeon-gwang faced each other within a space of one jang in all directions.

The space where the Sect Leader at the center of Shaolin Temple resided.

It was exactly the same size as the Abbot’s Chamber.

The first place Ha Mu-baek had set foot was the center of Shaolin Temple, the Abbot’s Chamber.

Hyeon-gwang had opened the door of the Abbot’s Chamber and come out to confront Ha Mu-baek.

It was a similar scene to that time.

However, between then and now.

Everything had changed except for the fact that they faced each other.

“That is certainly a fact.”

Hyeon-gwang’s eyes trembled finely as he answered.

Due to what he had just seen and experienced, he simply couldn’t maintain his composure.

Sneer.

Ha Mu-baek wore a mocking smile.

“You speak lies as easily as eating rice. You must not have received the transmission of the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture from Master.”

Ha Mu-baek’s words stabbed at his sore spot.

Hyeon-gwang clenched his teeth tightly.

“The sealing techniques you’re holding now. And the incantation you were muttering until just a moment ago. You could have subdued that bastard Hyeon-hwang if you had wanted to. I don’t know what the effective range of that incantation is. But you didn’t do it.”

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze remained on the Gin-goa, Geum-goa, and Geum-goa.

The three that only looked like golden metal balls.

Their colors were subtly different.

Gin-goa, which mixed with white light and softly reflected a platinum hue.

Geum-goa , which shone with the deepest golden light as if it were the most brilliant gold.

Geum-goa , which gave an eerie feeling with its subtle red glow.

Ha Mu-baek didn’t know their exact names.

He was only distinguishing which ones had been sealing the head, heart, and dantian respectively, thanks to their subtly different qi energies and colors.

“The very fact that you left someone you could subdue and seal just roaming free is no different from you having released him.”

“That’s sophistry.”

Hyeon-gwang’s eyes still trembling finely.

“No, Senior Brother. That’s not right, is it? Amitabha.”

Then.

Hyeon-gil interjected.

The only one among all those present who had seen the truth of Repentance Cave with his own eyes.

Moreover, though he had failed to unleash its full power, he had learned the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture and could withstand the momentum Ha Mu-baek was currently emitting.

That was precisely Hyeon-gil.

Therefore, he could enter the space of one jang in all directions where only Ha Mu-baek and Hyeon-gwang were present.

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze turned to such Hyeon-gil.

“I went to Repentance Cave while Benefactor Ha was fighting fiercely with Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang. Senior Brother.”

The eyes that had been trembling finely now trembled roughly.

Who would have thought there was someone who would think to go to that place in the midst of this chaos.

“Repentance Cave was far too clean. Not befitting a place where the Murim’s public enemy, the Mad Monk, had escaped from. Even the door to the room where Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang had been confined was far too intact.”

Ha Mu-baek looked at Hyeon-gwang again.

He was now trembling violently.

“The metal chains that restrained Senior Brother Hyeon-hwang’s power had also been released and disappeared.”

If it had been an escape, there should have been at least traces of the chains being torn off.

It was too clean, far too clean.

Hesitate.

Hyeon-gwang stepped back.

Clank.

Then a sound rang from his sleeve.

As he stepped back, he had tucked the three sealing techniques into his sleeve.

It was the sound of something colliding.

But it wasn’t the clear sound of the sealing techniques colliding with each other.

It sounded like they had collided with something like heavy iron chains…

“So the golden chain is there.”

Ha Mu-baek stared intently at Hyeon-gwang’s sleeve.

Hyeon-gil felt the same way.

The iron chain that had been restraining Hyeon-hwang, the golden chain—Hyeon-gwang had it?

It was too obvious evidence.

“A bastard like you being Shaolin’s abbot. Tsk.”

His eyes and voice were filled with disappointment.

Shaolin Abbot Hyeon Gwang.

He was someone Ha Mu-baek had somewhat acknowledged.

In the past two Murim wars, he had stood at the very front and crushed the forces of the Blood Cult and Demonic Cult.

It was completely different from the behavior of other orthodox sect leaders and sect masters who hid behind their disciples making pathetic excuses.

Seeing that, Ha Mu-baek had acknowledged him as a martial artist.

But who would have thought that appearance was fake.

Ha Mu-baek didn’t know Hyeon-gwang’s personal circumstances.

That fierce appearance he showed in the Murim wars, giving his all with passion.

He didn’t know it was ultimately to satisfy personal revenge.

To Hyeon-gwang, the unorthodox sects, Blood Cult, and Demonic Cult were all the same.

They were all targets of revenge.

Hyeon-gwang looked at Hyeon-gil.

His eyes were filled with resentment.

A look asking why he was interfering and causing trouble.

A reproachful look questioning if he was truly a Shaolin disciple.

Hyeon-gil read that expression.

“Demon Slaying Evil Destroying Righteous Path. I merely walk Shaolin’s path. Senior Brother. What you have done is not the righteous path. It is heresy. Amitabha.”

“….”

Silence descended.

It was quiet.

The Shaolin Monks remained silent, not knowing what to do.

They had no choice.

This was Shaolin Abbot Hyeon Gwang, who received all of Shaolin Temple’s respect.

But a Shaolin disciple had appeared saying his path was not righteous.

He said the abbot had walked the path of heresy.

And that person was Hyeon-gil.

Someone who also enjoyed deep trust from the disciples.

Moreover, someone who had received the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture from Gwanghae Seong-seung.

They chose silence because they couldn’t judge who was right.

No, perhaps they chose silence because they had judged.

He was still Shaolin’s abbot.

Insulting him would be insulting Shaolin itself.

“There was something you tried to do earlier but couldn’t, right?”

Ha Mu-baek spoke to Hyeon-gwang.

Hyeon-gwang, who had secured the three sealing techniques in his bosom, looked at Ha Mu-baek with unknowing eyes.

“There’s something you couldn’t do to me because that bastard appeared, right?”

Hyeon-gwang had said he felt demonic arts energy in the Sutra Repository and had unleashed the Vajra Tathagata Buddha Light Great Hand Seal on Ha Mu-baek.

“Just one strike. Try to block it.”

After saying that, Ha Mu-baek stepped back gracefully.

And the movement he took.

Hyeon-gwang’s face contorted.

A movement that any Shaolin disciple who had seen it once could never mistake.

It was the ready stance of the Vajra Tathagata Buddha Light Great Hand Seal.

Since it was one of Shaolin’s three great divine techniques, few had mastered it.

But that ready stance was widely known among disciples, a movement they all recognized.

Ha Mu-baek was perfectly copying the movement Hyeon-hwang had performed.

“Insolent….”

Hyeon-gwang forgot his current situation as rage boiled up.

That bastard was practically mocking Shaolin right now.

Golden energy rose from Hyeon-gwang’s body.

Golden gang qi formed in his hands.

This was the true ready stance of the Vajra Tathagata Buddha Light Great Hand Seal that Ha Mu-baek was displaying.

After the ready stance was completed.

Both men simultaneously extended their palms.

Kwaaaaaaaaa!!!

Massive palm force shot toward each other.

Hyeon-gwang’s golden, brilliant palm force.

Ha Mu-baek’s ivory-tinged palm force.

They collided in midair.

Kwaaaaa!

After the sound rang out.

Ha Mu-baek’s palm force slowly penetrated and crept up through Hyeon-gwang’s palm force.

Hyeon-gwang’s expression said it all.

Clearly his palm force and Ha Mu-baek’s palm force were engaged in a power struggle in the middle.

Yet in the midst of that, there was a force seeping into and creeping up through his palm force.

There was nothing he could do.

If he withdrew his palm force, he would be devoured by Ha Mu-baek’s palm force.

But if he continued like this, the unidentifiable energy was creeping upward.

A dilemma.

The method Hyeon-gwang chose was.

To truly pour out all the strength in his body.

To make his palm force more fierce so it couldn’t dare creep upward.

But as if mocking Hyeon-gwang’s intention.

The unidentifiable energy crept up even faster and directly.

Kwang!

It struck Hyeon-gwang’s dantian.

At that moment.

Crack.

Fissures spread throughout his entire dantian.

“Kuhek.”

Hyeon-gwang coughed up blood and staggered back ten steps.

Ha Mu-baek had already withdrawn his palm force.

“I want to kill you. But still, considering what you showed in the last Murim war. I’ll stop at this much.”

Hyeon-gwang gritted his teeth.

But for that.

The damage he had suffered now was too great.

He immediately sat in cross-legged position and focused on energy circulation.

He had to somehow prevent his dantian from splitting as the cracks deepened.

For that, he needed to circulate energy immediately.

Ha Mu-baek swept his gaze over the Shaolin Monks.

They hesitated under that gaze.

They couldn’t make a judgment on what to do.

Whether they should immediately subdue this person who had harmed the Shaolin abbot.

Should they just let him go since he had eliminated the enemy of Murim that the Shaolin Abbot had released?

No.

Should they subdue and confine him to prevent him from spreading rumors, since he knew the fact that the Shaolin Abbot had released the enemy of Murim?

Such complicated thoughts dominated their minds.

But in the end, it all came down to one question.

How?

How could they possibly deal with that monster?

Even if they tried to subdue him, was there a way to do it?

The Shaolin Monks’ gazes turned toward Hyeon-gwang.

He was sweating profusely, concentrating intensely on energy circulation. Just looking at him, they could tell he had suffered quite serious internal injuries.

Master Hyeon-gwang, who had learned and deployed the Vajra Tathagata Buddha Light Great Hand Seal, had been defeated by someone who merely imitated the Vajra Tathagata Buddha Light Great Hand Seal.

It was an impossible thing.

If some gossip-monger in Gangho had spread such a story, they would have immediately brought out the punishment rod, calling it ridiculous nonsense.

But.

That thing.

Had happened. It had actually happened right before their eyes.

So the Shaolin Monks didn’t know what to do.

Their gazes naturally turned toward Hyeon-gil.

Among them were those who were Hyeon-gil’s senior brothers.

But in this situation, he seemed to be the only one who could face Ha Mu-baek.

Ha Mu-baek briefly looked at Hyeon-hwang’s miserable corpse.

Then his gaze turned toward Hyeon-gil.

“Well, you’ll have a lot to clean up. I also have urgent matters to handle.”

While saying this, he looked over the Shaolin Monks.

Finally, he glanced at Hyeon-gwang.

“I have no intention of interfering in Shaolin’s internal affairs. That’s for you to handle yourselves. Don’t forget that you and I still have things to discuss.”

Hyeon-gil, an old monk of Shaolin.

But to Ha Mu-baek, he was just “you.”

Ha Mu-baek leaped up and disappeared.

Hyeon-gil had not yet been consumed by the Abyss. He decided to trust in the Muscle-Tendon Changing and Marrow Cleansing Scripture, said to be Shaolin’s greatest divine technique.

Even though he had learned it and encountered the Abyss.

Still, wasn’t it the peerless divine technique that Bodhidharma had brought to the Central Plains?

He decided to trust in that divine technique.

During the brief time he would be away, Hyeon-gil wouldn’t be consumed by the Abyss or anything like that.

Rather, this side was more urgent.

Even though he had eliminated Hyeon-hwang, the qi energy he had left behind wouldn’t simply disappear.

Thus.

Ha Mu-baek ran again at full speed.

His destination was Nanchang in Jiangxi Province.

The place where Woomun Ga-yul and Gongya Hwi-yeon would disembark from their boat.

 

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