The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 432

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Chapter 432. Those Bastards, You Mean?

 

 

Thud. Thud.

Ha Mu-baek’s footsteps echoed off the walls.

Even though he was descending underground, he couldn’t feel any humidity.

He couldn’t tell what method was being used to maintain such a constant environment.

Unlike the decayed appearance above ground.

This place seemed to maintain its original appearance as if it had always remained the same, as if it had just been built.

However, Ha Mu-baek headed straight forward with a face that showed no interest in such things.

How long had he walked?

A dead end appeared.

Ha Mu-baek frowned.

Because the path was blocked in a place where there was nothing.

Master had said nothing.

And Master wouldn’t have deliberately tried to trick Ha Mu-baek.

‘Is this the beginning of the test?’

It was reasonable to think so.

Ha Mu-baek examined his surroundings.

If it was a test, there would surely be something.

“That must be it.”

What caught his eye was a handprint carved into one of the walls.

Ha Mu-baek placed his palm against it.

Nothing happened.

Usually for this kind of test, it would be normal to channel internal energy into it.

Ha Mu-baek circulated the Mu-geuk Yeo-ui Heart Method and sent it flowing through his palm.

The wall glowed softly and seemed to respond to the Mu-geuk Yeo-ui Heart Method.

Grrrrrrrr.

With a loud noise.

The wall where Ha Mu-baek had placed his hand slowly moved to the side.

A space just large enough for one person to pass through opened.

Ha Mu-baek nodded and entered.

It was an extremely thick wall.

Roughly about half a jang (approximately 1.5 meters) thick.

At this thickness, it would be more accurate to call it a rock rather than a wall.

It wasn’t impossible to break through by force.

But if he broke such a rock in this underground place, who knows what might happen.

If the ceiling collapsed here, even Ha Mu-baek probably wouldn’t emerge unscathed.

Another long path continued.

The place that appeared after walking and walking.

After passing through what looked like a small gate.

It was another dead end.

Ha Mu-baek examined his surroundings.

There was nothing.

No, it appeared there was nothing.

Looking carefully.

Assuming this place was a room.

The center position.

That spot was slightly carved out.

As if telling him to sit cross-legged here.

Ha Mu-baek sat cross-legged in that spot and circulated the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method again.

Then a change occurred.

Thud!

A rock fell from above what had looked like a door, blocking the entrance.

He was trapped in a small stone chamber.

Then.

A sinister energy began flowing from all directions.

The energy that continuously tried to penetrate Ha Mu-baek’s body fought fiercely with the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method.

They were energies that were completely opposed to each other.

Ha Mu-baek frowned.

Because it was similar to an energy he had felt before.

‘This is… Myo Gu-eung?’

The energy he had felt from his poison energy.

To be precise.

Go Hu-rak.

Yes.

It resembled his energy.

Especially that quality of being completely opposed to the energy of the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method.

‘Is this Manhwang’s energy?’

He couldn’t understand how it could be at the gateway of the sect’s Archive Hall.

But he had to overcome it.

Ha Mu-baek circulated the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method to its ultimate achievement.

Fierce energy swirled in his dantian and extended to his limbs.

It burst out of his body through his pores and forcefully pushed back against the energy trying to test Ha Mu-baek.

At that moment.

Manhwang’s energy reacted strangely.

It caught a strand of Ha Mu-baek’s energy and burrowed in.

Then it stimulated Ha Mu-baek by creating strange vibrations.

Those vibrations caused the energy of the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method to vibrate in sequence.

Through his pores, through his blood meridians, and finally reaching his dantian itself.

The more intense the vibrations became.

Ha Mu-baek felt a strange impulse rising.

‘Kill. Kill them all.’

It was an extreme murderous impulse.

Killing intent.

It was a vibration that stimulated the killing intent deep in Ha Mu-baek’s heart and amplified it hundreds, thousands of times.

‘Ugh.’

Ha Mu-baek bit his lip and came to his senses.

‘So this was it?’

Finally Ha Mu-baek understood.

Why Master had said.

That he couldn’t enter the Archive Hall.

That he needed to wash away the smell of blood.

If it was like this even now when Master said it was okay.

What if it had been the Ha Mu-baek of the past?

‘I would have definitely been consumed by this impulse.’

What would have happened if he had?

If he had been consumed by this impulse that only wanted to kill everything in the world?

The small space of the stone chamber.

The only target he could kill here was himself.

If it was this impulse that had been strengthened thousands of times and dominated his entire body, it would surely have tried to kill even himself.

An end where he would meet death in this place.

Master, who had entered the Archive Hall first, must have anticipated such a result.

‘But why didn’t he give any hint?’

If it was such a trial, he could have warned him in advance so he could prepare.

The fact that there was no mention of anything meant.

‘It might be connected to the next test.’

If it was the Master that Ha Mu-baek knew.

He must have sent Ha Mu-baek alone without saying anything for such a reason.

Ha Mu-baek straightened his mind.

The smell of blood that had permeated his body.

The killing intent.

Had already been completely burned away as he reached the realm.

An impulse caused by this level of stimulation.

He could easily shake it off.

Ha Mu-baek’s internal energy moved even more vigorously.

For a moment.

When Ha Mu-baek showed no reaction and the qi energy of the Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method became even stronger instead.

The vibration gradually subsided and Manhwang’s qi energy also began to weaken.

After some time passed.

When this space was filled entirely with Ha Mu-baek’s Mugeuk Yeoui Heart Method qi energy.

Crrrrrrrng.

One part of the wall opened.

 

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Yeong So-hyang trembled all over from the exhilaration of torrential internal energy sweeping through her entire body.

Won Pyeong-sam’s words that reached her ears were given new interpretation in Yeong So-hyang’s mind.

Each time her internal energy completed a circulation.

Yeong So-hyang’s realm deepened little by little.

After a long while.

She opened her eyes.

A black light filled her eyes and then disappeared.

“Excellent.”

Won Pyeong-sam was genuinely impressed.

Though he had conveyed all of his insights.

It was only once.

To reach such a realm instantly after hearing it just once.

‘I underestimated the Vermillion Bird Blood Spirit Body.’

Won Pyeong-sam felt it keenly.

After a year, she wouldn’t just enter the realm of Transcending Demons.

It seemed like she would surpass him.

“Master.”

Yeong So-hyang’s lips moved.

“Yes.”

“What is the difference between Master’s demonic arts and the Demon Cult’s demonic arts?”

Though Won Pyeong-sam kept calling it heavenly technique, Yeong So-hyang bluntly referred to it as demonic arts.

At her words, Won Pyeong-sam’s face contorted with anger.

“Demon Cult? Did you say Demon Cult? Just now?”

His voice was agitated.

“Yes.”

“You mean those scoundrels with that bastard Seokga as their sect leader?”

Yeong So-hyang was slightly surprised.

To refer to the Demon Cult as scoundrels.

She had never seen anyone like that before.

Even that Ha Mu-baek.

Though he hated and despised the Blood Cult and Demon Cult.

He didn’t call them scoundrels as if they were mere vermin like her master did.

Her master’s attitude was different from contempt.

Beings that were nothing.

Disregard? Disdain?

No, it was a gaze that looked at beings even more worthless than that.

“They are a group created by Seokga, who left Heaven hundreds of years ago to establish a foundation in the Central Plains later. Those bastards who left with something inferior to scraps of heavenly technique seem to have called their own martial arts demonic arts. To call heavenly technique demonic arts like those worthless things. It’s preposterous.”

Yeong So-hyang could hardly believe it.

Wasn’t the Demon Cult supposed to be the greatest single force under heaven?

That arrogance that seemed to regard such a Demon Cult as less than toe dirt.

She thought that perhaps she had gotten involved in a place far more tremendous than she had imagined.

“What kind of place is Heaven?”

She had no choice but to ask in the end.

She had thought it would be enough to properly receive the transmission of her master’s martial arts.

But seeing that arrogance, pure curiosity arose.

“I cannot tell you about Heaven in detail yet. Though I have taken you as a disciple, bringing an outsider into Heaven is entirely for the great Supreme One, Cheonju, to decide. Only after receiving that person’s permission will I be able to properly tell you about Heaven.”

Though it was disappointing, if those were the rules of the place called Heaven, there was nothing she could do.

“But Seokga’s Heavenly Demon Divine Technique is rumored to be the greatest martial art under heaven… is that also worthless?”

At Yeong So-hyang’s continued question, Won Pyeong-sam searched his memory.

Among the records remaining in Heaven.

There was no martial art called Heavenly Demon Divine Technique among the martial arts they had taken.

Seokga’s martial arts.

And traces of those cursed enemies that Heaven had coincidentally obtained in the Tianshan Mountain Range.

They had only sent those together…

‘Greatest under heaven… could it be?’

Won Pyeong-sam had a suspicion.

Though the records said that the martial arts Seokga had taken at the time were many excellent ones, even so, there was nothing that could be called the greatest under heaven.

At least given the level of the Central Plains martial world that he had experienced since entering the Central Plains.

It might be peerless under heaven, but greatest under heaven.

That was absurd.

Among what they had possessed, the only thing that could earn such a title was.

‘Void. Only that.’

That cursed, damnable existence.

Taecho.

Its qi energy was incompatible with Manhwang’s qi energy, which was their origin.

Though they had obtained it by chance, it was qi energy that absolutely could not be kept in Heaven.

So they had given it to Seokga and sent it to the Central Plains.

It was also the reason they couldn’t take true heavenly technique with them.

They had only taken martial arts that imitated the form of heavenly technique, and those bastards called it demonic arts.

Probably.

It must have been because of the realm called Talma .

Talma means the realm of casting off heart demons, becoming unshakeable by any temptation.

To simply interpret it as the realm of casting off demons and call the martial arts themselves demonic arts.

They were truly foolish bastards.

Of course, when they advanced into the Central Plains back then, they partly called it demonic arts on purpose to suppress the Central Plains with fear.

Won Pyeong-sam had no way of knowing that.

Also.

The nature of that internal energy and qi being called demonic wasn’t strange either.

That was because all sorts of heart demons that Won Pyeong-sam spoke of were embedded within it.

But the people of the world had no way of knowing that.

The martial arts of Heaven.

That is.

Those martial arts that pursue Manhwang Energy.

Begin with all the heart demons of the world, and raise one’s realm by casting off heart demons one by one.

Thus, when one enters the realm of Talma, one finally enters the true stage of Heavenly Arts.

Won Pyeong-sam explained this principle of Heavenly Arts to Yeong So-hyang.

And.

“What the Seokga bastards called the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique is not true Heavenly Arts. Rather, the qi that forms its foundation is cursed qi. Yes, perhaps the term Heavenly Demon suits it quite well. But calling it a divine technique is complete nonsense.”

“What is that qi?”

“The existence that ruined this world. It’s one of the fragments that flowed out from the existence called Taecho. Called the Void. Those bastards entered the Central Plains with that. They probably called it the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique.”

Thus Yeong So-hyang.

Came to know one secret.

“Then. How does it compare to the Mad Flame Solar Heaven Art?”

At those words, worry appeared on Won Pyeong-sam’s face.

One was a Fragment of Primordial Beginning itself.

But his martial arts were Heavenly Arts that imitated a Fragment of Ten Thousand Emperor.

If one couldn’t actually obtain a Fragment of Ten Thousand Emperor.

It was true that it was inferior to even the Void.

Won Pyeong-sam honestly told her all of this.

“The Fragments of Ten Thousand Emperor haven’t shown themselves to the world for thousands of years. But don’t be disappointed. One of them recently revealed itself. That’s why I entered the Central Plains. It’s also thanks to that that I formed a connection with you.”

At Won Pyeong-sam’s words, Yeong So-hyang’s eyes lit up.

“Then your search for Haomun was also…”

“Yes. To find traces of it.”

“Then?”

“If fate connects us. The Mad Flame Solar Heaven Art might obtain its true form.”

At Won Pyeong-sam’s words.

Hope appeared in Yeong So-hyang’s eyes.

Martial arts stronger than the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique.

If it was that.

She could complete her revenge with her own power alone.

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