The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 367

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Chapter 367. How Much Time Has Passed?

 

 

 

 

 

“….”

 

Dang Ji-yeon stood with her mouth agape, unable to say a word.

 

As if she never expected this to be real.

 

Reading popular hero novels circulating in Seongdo Market Street in her spare time was her secret hobby.

 

When her research hit a wall, or when her martial arts reached a bottleneck.

 

When her enemy-like younger sibling turned her stomach inside out.

 

There were times when she wanted to turn away from everything in reality and escape.

 

Those novels were where she escaped to during such times.

 

But.

 

But.

 

A scene she thought existed only in novels as imaginary fiction.

 

Was now unfolding before her eyes.

 

For such a complex mechanism, it had a remarkably simple composition.

 

Though it was quite a spacious area.

 

All that was there was a wide platform at the far wall.

 

And a mummified corpse sitting cross-legged on top of it.

 

“Hmm….”

 

Dang Ja-cheong didn’t step inside and carefully examined the interior.

 

Ha Mu-baek did the same.

 

Because of their actions, Dang Ji-yeon couldn’t carelessly take a step forward.

 

“Air is flowing through.”

 

Ha Mu-baek felt the subtle movement of air.

 

This meant it wasn’t a space that had been sealed for a long time.

 

Somewhere inside, there seemed to be gaps or passages connected to outside the cave where air could flow in and out.

 

Step.

 

Ha Mu-baek moved first.

 

Dang Ja-cheong and Dang Ji-yeon followed behind him.

 

Ha Mu-baek stopped about three steps away from the mummified corpse.

 

“Just before death, he used his own internal energy to prevent his corpse from decomposing after death.”

 

That’s how he became a mummified corpse.

 

“Hmm. What on earth could be the reason….”

 

Dang Ja-cheong tilted his head as if he couldn’t understand.

 

Dang Ji-yeon looked around the surroundings.

 

Usually in such fortuitous encounters, it was common for absolute masters facing death to leave records for their successors.

 

However, there was nothing.

 

“The air feels stuffy.”

 

Though he thought there must be a place connected to the outside.

 

It seemed to be a very small hole, as he could feel the heaviness of stagnant air.

 

At least the air flow had become a bit more active since they opened the door and entered.

 

“Phew.”

 

Dang Ji-yeon let out a deep sigh.

 

It contained strange emotions mixed with expectation and disappointment.

 

Perhaps because it was a sigh directed at the mummified corpse.

 

A small breeze-like air flow occurred.

 

The hem of the mummified corpse’s clothing seemed to move slightly.

 

Crumble.

 

That part rotted away and scattered as powder.

 

“Eep.”

 

Startled, Dang Ji-yeon unconsciously covered her mouth with both hands.

 

The flustered Dang Ji-yeon failed to notice, but Ha Mu-baek discovered it.

 

Where the hem had fallen away, letters were written.

 

It was a tattoo.

 

“It seems he left writing as tattoos on his own body.”

 

Ha Mu-baek said this and lightly waved his hand.

 

A wind filled with internal energy arose.

 

A technique that scattered only the clothing without affecting the corpse at all.

 

The corpse was intact.

 

And its naked body was revealed.

 

Even though naked, it was bright red.

 

Dark red letters covered the entire body.

 

“It seems he used his own blood instead of dye.”

 

After confirming that sight, Dang Ja-cheong spoke in a low voice.

 

“Is that possible?”

 

“If not that, isn’t there nothing in this room that could serve as dye?”

 

To Dang Ja-cheong’s question after reading part of the tattoo, Ha Mu-baek nodded.

 

That was right.

 

There was nothing in this room.

 

Unless they were tattoos he originally had.

 

Or unless he had tattooed himself and then thrown everything off the cliff before meeting his death here.

 

But it was neither.

 

The content of the tattoos was about the corpse’s identity and circumstances.

 

If there had been dye to make tattoos.

 

He would have left his story in writing.

 

There would have been no reason to tattoo himself.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This was the content of the writing that started from the collarbone.

 

“Manhwang?”

 

Ha Mu-baek muttered.

 

It wasn’t an unfamiliar word.

 

Wasn’t it part of Myo Gu-eung’s martial arts?

 

Ten Thousand Desolations Soul-Stealing Underworld Poison Art.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was an unknown name.

 

 

 

<To think you obtained Manhwang and found me, it was worthwhile leaving traces of Manhwang in the world.

 

How much time has passed?

 

A thousand years? Two thousand years?>

 

 

 

Looking at the content of his activities during his lifetime.

 

“A, a, a person from three thousand years ago….”

 

Dang Ji-yeon cried out in shock.

 

It was an impossible thing.

 

With that much time passed, the patterns on the ground in front of the door should have disappeared long ago.

 

That question was soon resolved.

 

This person had also infused internal energy into the patterns.

 

At the same time, one of Ha Mu-baek’s questions was answered.

 

Why would such a master go through the trouble of tattooing his own body when he could have carved it into the wall?

 

Even with internal energy protection, he feared the writing would be damaged, unable to withstand corrosion from moisture.

 

Seeing him ask about a thousand years, two thousand years, this deceased person knew it would take a very long time until he was discovered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After that, unbelievable stories continued to follow.

 

Dang Ji-yeon felt that the popular novels she used to read seemed more realistic in comparison.

 

 

 

<The natural enemy of Manhwang is Taecho.

 

The beginning of the world.

 

I was defeated by one, no, two fragments of Taecho and barely managed to return to this place that was my beginning to meet my end.

 

How resentful.

 

If all the flames of Manhwang had been lit, I would not have been defeated like this.

 

I would have annihilated those detestable fragments of Taecho.

 

How resentful and resentful indeed.

 

O descendant.

 

I leave behind my flames of Manhwang, so take them.

 

And the fragments of Taecho.

 

Annihilate all those detestable and vile things.

 

That is.

 

Soon.

 

For All Under Heaven.

 

For the world.

 

The path to serve.>

 

 

 

Though there was much content written densely line by line.

 

The most essential part could be summarized as this.

 

In the middle, there was also terrifying content that if someone who had not obtained Manhwang had forcibly tried to open the door.

 

Not only this passage, but the entire cliff where the cave was located would have collapsed.

 

Dang Ji-yeon was confused about whether she should believe what she had just read or not.

 

Dang Ja-cheong also had a serious expression.

 

However.

 

The most serious one was Ha Mu-baek.

 

It had to be so.

 

Wasn’t a name mentioned that he had experienced before?

 

‘Taecho.’

 

The beginning of the world.

 

What was puzzling was that such Taecho was called detestable and vile.

 

The Mugeuk Yeoui that Ha Mu-baek himself was learning.

 

That too was a fragment of Taecho.

 

Plus the newly obtained Radiance.

 

Go Hu-rak, who called his own power a detestable and vile existence.

 

He couldn’t help but feel aversion to his words.

 

“I have no idea how much of this I should believe.”

 

Dang Ja-cheong shook his head back and forth.

 

Then he looked at Ha Mu-baek.

 

“However. There’s no doubt that you are the descendant.”

 

In Go Hu-rak’s body, there wasn’t a single character mentioning Cheondok Valley, or rather, poison.

 

In the end, the door of this place didn’t respond to Myeongdokgong.

 

But to what might be contained within Myeongdokgong.

 

It seemed to have responded to that thing called Manhwang.

 

In the end, this place didn’t belong to Cheondok Valley.

 

How the Manhwang that Go Hu-rak left traces of flowed into Cheondok Valley to become the Ten Thousand Desolations Soul-Stealing Underworld Poison Art was unknown.

 

“You should take it.”

 

Dang Ja-cheong said.

 

If not Ha Mu-baek, the only one who could obtain Manhwang from this place was Myo Gu-eung, whose life or death was unknown.

 

Then it was right for Ha Mu-baek to take it.

 

Even if it was to completely eliminate Myo Gu-eung, who might appear and whose life or death was uncertain.

 

Ha Mu-baek was still looking at Go Hu-rak’s corpse with complicated eyes.

 

Tap. Tap.

 

Dang Ja-cheong turned his body and patted Ha Mu-baek’s shoulder.

 

“Let’s go out now. Yeon-ah.”

 

Dang Ja-cheong moved his steps.

 

“Yes? Yes. I understand. Grandfather.”

 

Dang Ji-yeon followed behind him.

 

Ha Mu-baek was left alone in the room.

 

His face was still full of worry.

 

A figure from three thousand years ago.

 

Should he obtain what Go Hu-rak left behind?

 

Should he believe this person’s records?

 

The reason he hesitated like this was just one thing.

 

Because Taecho was mentioned as cunning and vile.

 

At least the Mugeuk Yeoui that Ha Mu-baek had learned his entire life wasn’t such a martial art.

 

Even so.

 

He couldn’t help but become curious about the power called Manhwang.

 

Because he was a natural-born martial artist.

 

Another power he had never known until now.

 

Moreover, a power that was the natural enemy of Taecho and had fought against Taecho.

 

Ha Mu-baek had already clashed once with a fragment of Taecho.

 

Knowing how tremendous that power was, he couldn’t help but become interested in the power called Manhwang.

 

No, it was a slightly different emotion from interest.

 

More precisely, it should be called competitive spirit.

 

He was the one who had already subdued Hyeon-hwang, who had absorbed various powers of Taecho fragments.

 

He thought that his sect’s Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method and Paljeol Geomhae had daringly approached the level of being the best under heaven.

 

The origin of Mugeuk Yeoui was Taecho.

 

It was said that the natural enemy of Taecho was Manhwang.

 

In other words, Manhwang might be the natural enemy of Mugeuk Yeoui.

 

The strongest feeling was wanting to confirm just how tremendous this power was.

 

Thud. Thud.

 

Taking two steps, Ha Mu-baek stood directly opposite Go Hu-rak.

 

And.

 

As written on his body.

 

He extended one hand and placed it on his dantian.

 

‘He said to use the energy of Ten Thousand Desolations to awaken the Ten Thousand Desolations sleeping in the dantian, then absorb it with the Absorption Technique.’

 

Ha Mu-baek spread his Infinite Bright Wheel Eye to examine Go Hu-rak’s corpse.

 

Dantian.

 

Nothing was visible.

 

It was natural.

 

Since it was a corpse.

 

There would be no internal energy.

 

Yet such tremendous energy called Ten Thousand Desolations was sleeping there.

 

‘Indeed.’

 

Would the energy of Ten Thousand Desolations truly awaken?

 

Ha Mu-baek circulated his internal energy.

 

The energy that Go Hu-rak called Ten Thousand Desolations.

 

He moved Myo Gu-eung’s poison energy, slowly pushing it out through his hand and gradually injecting it into Go Hu-rak’s dantian.

 

This would serve as priming water to awaken the Ten Thousand Desolations sleeping in Go Hu-rak’s dantian.

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

Yeo Hong-gi came down to the underground of the hall.

 

And looked around with a dejected face.

 

“So there was a mechanism here… for emergency escape… Hah…”

 

A dejected sigh flowed out.

 

Neither Master nor himself had known at all.

 

It felt like being hit hard on the back of the head by Sa Jo and Sa-baek.

 

How could only the Valley Master and Deputy Valley Master know and hide it so thoroughly?

 

And how did Sa-baek appear after decades and find the mechanism to escape so instantly?

 

Recalling that moment, Yeo Hong-gi made a disgusted face.

 

For Sa-baek, who had obtained the Ten Thousand Year Poison Essence, to flee with such urgent and desperate expression.

 

“Ha Mu-baek.”

 

He muttered the name of the one who had made Sa-baek Myo Gu-eung like that.

 

He had broken through the Purple Light Acid Poison.

 

Though the method was unknown.

 

He had also broken through Sa-baek.

 

Though that method was also unknown.

 

No matter how much he pondered, he couldn’t understand how such things were possible.

 

However.

 

‘Could he break through Divine Annihilation?’

 

He thought there was absolutely no way that could happen.

 

Divine Annihilation was incomparable to Purple Light Acid Poison.

 

Even he, who had created it, still had no idea how to make an antidote.

 

Because it was born much more powerful than intended.

 

Wasn’t that why he named it Divine Annihilation?

 

‘Still, just in case. I should prepare it as soon as I return to the Alliance.’

 

Seeing Ha Mu-baek break through the Purple Light Acid Poison.

 

Even if there was no antidote.

 

He should always carry Divine Annihilation to prepare for any situation.

 

He thought.

 

“Master!”

 

Gong Dok-haeng’s shout was heard from above.

 

At that shout, Yeo Hong-gi slowly went up.

 

And was immediately startled.

 

Over ten people were behind Gong Dok-haeng.

 

They were the valley’s disciples he had sent away.

 

“We… simply couldn’t leave like this…”

 

One person spoke hesitantly as a representative.

 

“E-even if we die, we will stay here with the Valley Master. Where would we go if we left Cheondok Valley, when Cheondok Valley is everything in the world to us…”

 

Following Yeo Hong-gi’s orders, they had left the valley and wandered around Heungmun.

 

But there was nowhere to go.

 

They didn’t even want to go anywhere.

 

They had gathered together and agonized for days and nights before finally deciding to return and die in Cheondok Valley if they must die.

 

“Enough. There probably won’t be any dying. Go inside and rest.”

 

Yeo Hong-gi gave that order and climbed the hall.

 

His eyes had turned red.

 

‘Sa-baek. I’m sorry… Too many years have passed to restore things. Anyway, Cheondok Valley is something Sa-baek wanted to erase. I will continue to bear the burden and take responsibility.’

 

 

 

***

 

 

 

The poison energy of Ten Thousand Desolations Soul-Stealing Underworld Poison Art that moved from within Ha Mu-baek and reached his palm.

 

It smoothly.

 

Seeped into Go Hu-rak’s dantian.

 

Ha Mu-baek was still operating his Infinite Bright Wheel Eye.

 

The poison energy slowly seeping in.

 

Whether it truly became priming water.

 

Much more energy than what he had injected began moving in Go Hu-rak’s dantian.

 

Truly an unbelievable miracle.

 

As he continued pushing in poison energy.

 

Tremendous energy beyond imagination surged up from Go Hu-rak’s dantian.

 

‘To have been defeated even with such energy…’

 

It was tremendous energy comparable to Ha Mu-baek’s current self.

 

‘This is Ten Thousand Desolations.’

 

How could such energy have been hidden without a trace?

 

Having such doubts while looking at Go Hu-rak.

 

Flash.

 

Go Hu-rak’s corpse opened both eyes.

 

“Huk.”

 

This time, even Ha Mu-baek couldn’t help but show emotion and be surprised.

 

As if such a reaction didn’t matter.

 

Go Hu-rak’s lips curved up in a smile.

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