The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 338

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Chapter 338. The Time Has Come

 

 

Yeon Ja-gyeong.

After Yeo Hong-gi left, he closed his eyes and focused intently on energy circulation.

It was an attempt to somehow detoxify the Internal Energy Scattering Poison.

Though it was said to be neutralized after one hour.

He tried to move his internal energy before then.

His dantian remained immovable.

However, Yeon Ja-gyeong did not give up.

‘The Yeon Family Martial Arts are the best under heaven.’

He had such pride.

Byeokra Creation Heart Method.

Following the Yeon Family’s secret mind technique, Yeon Ja-gyeong struck his dantian countless times.

It didn’t matter if it remained immovable.

If he kept striking, it would eventually open.

Yeon Ja-gyeong’s concentration reached its peak, entering a state of selflessness.

Finally.

Just before one hour passed.

‘It’s moving.’

Part of his dantian, which had been solid as stone, began to crumble.

In an instant, his internal energy returned.

“Whew…”

Yeon Ja-gyeong’s entire body was drenched in sweat.

His eyes gleamed.

What he had gained from this process was not insignificant.

If he had simply waited for one hour to pass, he would never have obtained it.

‘This could be quite useful.’

It was an accidental discovery.

It seemed he would need to find Yeo Hong-gi and receive more Internal Energy Scattering Poison.

With this, he might be able to break through the wall that had been stagnating him.

[Hmm. If you receive my power, that much would be…]

Then a voice echoed in Yeon Ja-gyeong’s mind.

It was a bizarre and strange voice, with two different voices overlapping.

‘Get lost. The Yeon Family Martial Arts are the best under heaven. I am simply lacking.’

Yeon Ja-gyeong spoke firmly.

[I too am part of that martial art. Eventually, you will seek me out.]

‘Just heart demons. Disappear.’

Yeon Ja-gyeong closed his eyes again and immersed himself in practicing the Byeokra Creation Heart Method.

To eliminate those damned heart demon bastards, his mind technique mastery needed to deepen further.

Though he had already reached ultimate achievement.

How could there be an end to martial learning?

If he continued to pursue it, another realm would unfold before his eyes.

Hadn’t that just happened moments ago?

[…]

As Yeon Ja-gyeong deeply immersed himself in the mind technique again, the bizarrely echoing voice fell silent.

 

***

 

Myo Gu-eung.

Tremendous anticipation filled his clouded eyes.

To the point of being colored with ecstasy.

“Finally. Finally. The time has come.”

The poison energy that had been subtly spreading around changed.

Poison energy of a completely different nature than before.

It was poison energy that could flow out because it had finally been completed.

Myo Gu-eung moved his steps into the dark cave, going down, down below.

The passage was filled with poison energy.

One would need to reach at least the Thousand Poison Immunity level to barely take a step.

Reaching the deepest place like this.

A deep, deep cave chamber revealed itself.

Filled with pitch-black energy.

In the center of the dense darkness existed an even denser darkness than anything else.

An object blacker than pitch black was floating in midair.

It had no specific form. It was like dough or mud that could freely change shape.

Its size was about that of a ten-year-old child.

For now, it maintained a spherical shape.

“Kugh.”

Myo Gu-eung let out a small groan upon reaching before it.

Indeed, it was tremendous poison energy.

Though he had surpassed Ten Thousand Poisons Immunity and now reached a realm where he himself was no different from poison.

The Ten Thousand Desolations Soul-Stealing Underworld Poison Art called this.

I am poison, poison is I.

The Poison Body Poison Achievement Realm.

Only upon reaching this level would one finally be ready to absorb its energy.

The investigators of Cheondok Valley had scoffed at that part.

How could such a thing exist in the world?

Gae Pa Jo-sa had truly left behind a meaningless martial art.

If one reached the Poison Body Poison Achievement Realm beyond Ten Thousand Poisons Immunity in the first place, that alone would make them a supreme master under heaven.

Yet that was merely the preparation stage.

They considered it too absurd.

Myo Gu-eung during his time as minor valley master had felt the same way.

Only after coming to this place did he revere Gae Pa Jo-sa for his profound arrangements.

Even after completing his preparations, the poison energy was enough to make him groan.

Yet he was groaning from the poison energy to this extent.

“Kekeke.”

Encountering that terrible poison energy, laughter naturally flowed out.

“Ten Thousand Year Poison Essence. Who would have thought it truly existed. I thought it only existed in legends.”

The Ten Thousand Desolations Soul-Stealing Underworld Poison Art began reacting to the poison energy filling this area.

Myo Gu-eung’s entire body began glowing black.

“Indeed…”

Myo Gu-eung grinned wickedly.

When he first discovered this.

The Ten Thousand Desolations Soul-Stealing Underworld Poison Art had not reacted.

No, it had reacted, but the degree was ambiguous.

The valley master’s divine technique that only reacted to Ten Thousand Year Poison Essence.

Since there was no way a ten-thousand-year poison well could exist in the world, some people treated it as nothing more than a hollow martial art.

But now.

Before Myo Gu-eung’s eyes was a ten-thousand-year poison well.

After waiting sixty years, it had finally become a true ten-thousand-year poison well.

The Ten Thousand Desolate Hundred Poison Arts reacted violently as if it would finally show its true form.

He struggled to calm the Poison Arts that were rampaging in his dantian like an excited bull.

When he first discovered this poison well.

The time he estimated based on the Poison Arts’ reaction was roughly sixty years.

It matched perfectly.

Perhaps because it was a martial art arranged for the poison well.

It was too accurate.

“Kekekeke. Keuhehehehe.”

Laughter filled with all kinds of complex emotions flowed from Myo Gu-eung’s mouth.

In fact, he too was in an extremely excited state.

He simply couldn’t suppress this feeling.

Myo Gu-eung raised his hand and pushed it straight into the poison well.

Swoosh.

His hand slid in as if being pushed into mud.

In an instant, the poison well’s toxic qi flowed into Myo Gu-eung’s entire body, filling him completely.

Myo Gu-eung’s whole body turned pitch black.

“Keuuk. Good, so good.”

Though he was saying that.

He was currently feeling extreme pain.

He could feel the skin of the arm he had pushed into the poison well slowly melting from the poison well’s toxic qi.

However.

He was enduring it.

Even with Ten Thousand Poisons Immunity, this was toxic qi that would cause poisoning just by touching it.

If someone else had stuck their arm in like Myo Gu-eung, they would have melted away immediately.

Myo Gu-eung was enduring it.

He had reached a realm beyond Ten Thousand Poisons Immunity.

This process was absolutely necessary.

To operate the Ten Thousand Desolate Hundred Poison Arts and absorb the poison well’s toxic qi.

Part of his body had to burrow into the poison well.

Myo Gu-eung closed his eyes just like that.

Then he released the movement of the Ten Thousand Desolate Hundred Poison Arts that had been bound in his dantian.

He began to operate the Poison Arts according to its traditional formula.

The toxic qi that filled the cave chamber began to move violently, then started swirling like a storm.

From the top of his head to the tips of his toes.

Myo Gu-eung was dyed pitch black without leaving any part untouched.

Not only the whites of his eyes, but even his teeth were dyed black.

All the same color.

It was a black deeper than pitch black.

He looked as if he himself had become a poison well.

Right now, Myo Gu-eung couldn’t feel anything.

He simply concentrated completely on the Ten Thousand Desolate Hundred Poison Arts that he had mastered to the ultimate level and entered a state of selflessness.

The fierce storm of toxic qi not only filled the cave chamber but climbed up through the rock cave.

It extended all the way to the area around the cave entrance.

The surroundings instantly transformed into a land of death.

Consumed by toxic qi, everything melted away and disappeared in a moment.

Even the ground was dyed black.

However.

No one in all under heaven knew that such a thing was happening in this place.

 

***

 

Im Jang-mu removed the broken stone and brought a new stone to place in that spot.

Then the qi energy around them changed.

But the only one who felt it was Han Seol-bing, who was with him.

The people of Ice Heaven Palace seemed to feel nothing.

Im Jang-mu was different.

He could see that the chaotic qi energy visible to his eyes had been organized.

“This was the last one.”

At Im Jang-mu’s words delivered with a bright smile, Han Seol-bing smiled and nodded.

“You’re right. Now the Ice Heaven Ten Thousand Forms Ten Thousand Shatter Formation of the Palace Lord’s Hall has regained its original form. There won’t be incidents like last time now. Though it will need consistent maintenance.”

“Yes!”

Im Jang-mu answered vigorously to Han Seol-bing’s words.

Though it was only a few days, he had taken him around and taught him many things.

Im Jang-mu absorbed the teachings about what he had felt instinctively like cotton absorbing water.

Han Seol-bing was pleased with Im Jang-mu’s talent.

‘This might be the joy of teaching a disciple.’

Han Seol-bing had already made up his mind.

At least in the field of formation techniques, he would take this child as his disciple.

Of course, he would teach martial arts too.

He just didn’t know if it would be possible to take him as the Instructor’s personal disciple without having him enter Gyoryong Hall.

“Seol-bing.”

Just then.

Bing Chwi-seol appeared.

“Yes, Palace Lord.”

“It seems you should probably head to Muchang now.”

It was the exact moment the formation reinforcement had finished.

But so suddenly like this?

“Last night. The heavenly divination wavered.”

“Pardon?”

For the words “heavenly divination” to flow from Bing Chwi-seol’s mouth.

Hadn’t she said her realm hadn’t reached that level yet and was just intuition?

“Going through this incident, I too gained an opportunity. My mystical arts realm has risen, and I’ve become able to glimpse heavenly divination just a little more, albeit faintly.”

“Ah!”

Ha Mu-baek had truly done many things for Ice Heaven Palace before leaving.

“Unfortunately, the heavenly divination I glimpsed for the first time wasn’t very good.”

At Bing Chwi-seol’s continued words, Han Seol-bing’s complexion darkened.

“The south. A great disaster is approaching from the south. You should now return to Muchang and inform Hero Ha of this fact.”

“Yes, Palace Lord.”

When Han Seol-bing nodded.

Someone grabbed Han Seol-bing’s sleeve.

It was Im Jang-mu.

“Are, are you leaving?”

A voice choked with tears.

Han Seol-bing smiled gently and patted his head.

He had already firmly made his decision.

Bing Chwi-seol also knew of Han Seol-bing’s decision, which was why she had spoken even with Im Jang-mu present.

“Let’s go together.”

“Pardon?”

“Jang Mu. Become my disciple and come with me.”

At those words, Im Jang-mu looked up at Han Seol-bing with disbelieving eyes.

He had no choice but to react that way.

Wasn’t he just a wandering orphan?

For someone like him to become the disciple of Han Seol-bing, who held high status even within Ice Heaven Palace.

It was unbelievable.

At best, a wandering orphan could only become a laborer at Ice Heaven Palace.

This was practically common knowledge among the people of the North Sea recently.

His older brother had also left for the Central Plains that way.

By becoming a laborer no different from an attendant.

“I’ll take special care of your sister, so you don’t need to worry.”

Bing Chwi-seol interjected.

She judged his blank stare of disbelief as hesitation due to worry about his sister.

“Ice Heaven Palace will change now. You wouldn’t know, but it wasn’t like this before. We’ll return to those times.”

“Uh, uh, uhh…”

How should he accept this reality?

Bing Chwi-seol gently pushed Im Jang-mu’s back.

“What are you doing? Hurry and perform the disciple’s bow to your Master.”

Her words were gentle.

At those words, Im Jang-mu snapped to his senses and bowed deeply to Han Seol-bing according to proper etiquette.

“D-disciple Im Jang-mu pays his respects to M-Master.”

Words barely managed with a trembling voice.

Remarkably, he knew the proper etiquette for the disciple’s bow.

“Good. I look forward to working with you. I’m sorry that we’ll be sharing a difficult journey from the very start.”

At Han Seol-bing’s words, Im Jang-mu shook his head vigorously.

This situation just felt like a dream.

Im Jang-mu’s status within Gyoryong Hall would have to be considered after going to Muchang.

The Palace Lord said his heavenly energy was unstable and urged them to go to Muchang quickly.

“We’ll depart at dawn tomorrow, so go spend time with your sister now.”

Han Seol-bing spoke warmly while stroking Im Jang-mu’s head.

“Yes, yes!”

Im Jang-mu bowed to Han Seol-bing and Bing Chwi-seol before running off in great excitement.

“Sigh. Where can I find such a talented disciple…”

Bing Chwi-seol muttered enviously.

“Seo-yul will be disappointed.”

At Han Seol-bing’s words, Bing Chwi-seol smiled brightly.

Bing Seo-yul.

Bing Chwi-seol’s only disciple.

Currently in seclusion training at a secret location to become the next Palace Lord.

Thanks to that, she probably didn’t even know about the chaos that had occurred at Ice Heaven Palace.

“Mystical Arts. I think we need a child who can properly learn Mystical Arts. After experiencing this incident. I’m not particularly skilled in Mystical Arts either.”

Unlike Formation Techniques which had the genius Han Seol-bing, Ice Heaven Palace’s Mystical Arts were currently barely maintaining their lineage.

They had no face to show Ancestor Bing Ok-ryeong, who was said to possess the world’s greatest Mystical Arts.

Bing Chwi-seol looked at Im Jang-mu’s retreating figure, now barely visible, and said:

“Fortunately, Formation Techniques might develop further thanks to that child.”

“There must be a successor somewhere in the world.”

At Han Seol-bing’s words, Bing Chwi-seol nodded.

 

***

 

“Is this as far as it goes?”

Ha Mu-baek unfolded from his cross-legged sitting position and stood up.

He seemed to have reached the limit of what could be achieved through meditation and cultivation.

Ha Mu-baek quietly looked down at his own body.

What Master had called the scent of blood.

Now he could understand what that was.

And.

“What won’t come out, won’t come out.”

Even after obtaining Radiance, that supreme divine technique.

The deeply rooted scent of blood would not fade.

It probably wasn’t simple bloodshed.

“The source of vengeance… something like that.”

Though he had annihilated the Blood Cult and Demon Cult.

Their remnants still remained, watching for opportunities.

If he completely eradicated them too, would this scent of blood rooted deep in his heart be erased?

Or would it grow even stronger?

There was no way to know.

Ha Mu-baek headed toward the Great Training Ground.

Now it was time for him to take charge of training again.

There were still things to do before the second half began.

The break period was also coming to an end.

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