Sword God Reborn

Chapter 294 : Let's go crazy for once.

"My lord, I think I'm going to throw up."

"That's not vomit. It's your qi boiling in your dantian."

"..."

Neung-heo made a crying face.

"What should I do? I think I'm going to die like this."

"I have never raised you so weakly."

"What do you mean, raised? How old am I?"

"How old am I?"

"Ah, don't talk nonsense and help me."

Neung-heo gritted his teeth. The influence of the Evil Person Sealing Formation was truly formidable.

As long as he was inside, the rampage of qi was a foregone conclusion.

Since it was a qi that was running wild even when he was trying to control his dantian, if he were to use his qi to use martial arts, it would immediately run wild.

What would happen if it ran wild?

The answer was obvious.

Qi deviation would come. And he would die.

As his thoughts reached that point, Neung-heo felt a fierce sense of crisis.

"Neung-heo, there is only one answer."

"As expected, there is a way, right?"

"Deal with your opponent before you get qi deviation."

"......!"

"Because I think I'll be busy dealing with Cheongwangma."

Cheon Mubaeck's opponent was naturally Cheongwangma. Then Neung-heo's opponent was...

"That fierce face?"

It was Bigwang.

"I think it's less fierce than your face."

"Damn it. He looks fierce at a glance."

"You can take on Cheongwangma. What's the problem with a guy who even drove the Ghost Demon away?"

Leaving Bigwang to Neung-heo, Cheon Mubaeck focused solely on Cheongwangma.

Although Cheon Mubaeck seemed endlessly relaxed whenever he went into a fight, he was not careless.

In any fight, the moment Cheon Mubaeck held his sword, he put his heart into it.

Killing intent dwelled at the tip of his sword.

Cheongwangma flew at him without a moment's notice. It was a truly reckless attack.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew. The flesh of his cheeks trembled in the wind.

'To use the Evil Person Sealing Formation like this.'

The vital energy that Cheongwangma was emitting was several times more intense and terrible than expected.

It was the result of being amplified without restraint by the Evil Person Sealing Formation.

Cheon Mubaeck muttered, slightly dodging the vital energy that Cheongwangma was pouring out.

"...He lives a very diligent life. Diligent."

He diligently trained in martial arts, and he even used the Evil Person Sealing Formation to catch me.

At the very least, Cheongwangma was a madman who knew how to make an effort.

Although the Evil Person Sealing Formation would surely stab him in the neck if he used it wrong, Cheongwangma used his vital energy very skillfully even within the Evil Person Sealing Formation.

Kwa kwa kwang!

Cheon Mubaeck also swung his sword and blocked. As the vital energies clashed, the atmosphere fluctuated. Cheon Mubaeck's brow narrowed.

'It's not easy to adjust.'

One of Cheon Mubaeck's abilities that others could not dare to approach was the delicate operation of qi.

The extremely fine and delicate operation was also a glimpse that allowed one to know what a true master of internal energy was.

But now it was not easy at all.

The longer he stayed in the Evil Person Sealing Formation, and the more intense the qi he used, the more it was filled with signs of running wild, out of his will.

Even the attack just now, he had intended to block it moderately and counterattack.

But it had been more intense than expected, and Cheon Mubaeck had had to retreat slightly from the shockwave.

Moreover, Cheongwangma had squeezed through that gap and had stretched out his sword.

Unlike Cheon Mubaeck, who was struggling with the operation of qi in the Evil Person Sealing Formation, it was a relatively skillful attack.

Indeed, it was not a gamble that he had made without looking back and forth.

"You've prepared very thoroughly. You're very diligent in everything."

To think he had even researched and prepared a way to use martial arts within the Evil Person Sealing Formation.

This was not something that had been prepared overnight. So it was not a table that had been set up to target Cheon Mubaeck now.

Was it because he had read the questioning look in Cheon Mubaeck's eyes?

Cheongwangma burst into a mad laugh.

"Heung. It's a method I devised to break and kill that old man, the Sword Venerable, with my own hands. You're a perfect fit to test it before I face him."

"You must have been hit by the Sword Venerable a lot, huh? To even prepare something like this while grinding your teeth."

"Isn't it the attitude of a martial artist to do his best in a fight with all his might?"

Cheon Mubaeck deflected Cheongwangma's sword and made a calm expression.

But his insides were not comfortable with the boiling qi. Cheon Mubaeck inwardly gathered his mind and focused.

'Is my weapon, which I usually use, strangling my own neck?'

A bitter laugh came out on its own.

What was Cheon Mubaeck's weapon?

It was the three different energies that flowed continuously from the three dantians.

The demon-subduing qi of the upper dantian, the immortal qi of the middle dantian, and the extreme yin qi of the lower dantian.

As time passed, the qi was boiling and was about to run wild due to the effect of the Evil Person Sealing Formation, and to control it, extreme concentration and delicate qi operation were needed.

The problem was that Cheon Mubaeck usually controlled his qi with enormous concentration.

Was it an easy thing to operate three dantians and three different energies in one person's body at the same time?

Of course, it was an undeniable fact that it was a powerful sword that only Cheon Mubaeck had, with that much enormous destructive power.

But in the first place, it was a sword that could not even be handled if it were not Cheon Mubaeck, and it was a double-edged sword that would rather threaten his own life, so now that disadvantage was threatening Cheon Mubaeck.

Ka ka ka ka ka ka kang!

Did he notice Cheon Mubaeck's body condition? A series of strikes that were hard to follow with the eyes poured out one after another.

To endure even in this extreme situation, and rather, to look for Cheongwangma's opening, Cheon Mubaeck's appearance was, without a doubt, a great thing.

"Did you know I was coming?"

"No, what madman would come to catch me first? Well, I didn't know you would be here. I was going to lure you here if I thought I couldn't do it after fighting."

Cheongwangma's sword was engulfed in a crimson vital energy and was drawn horizontally.

A sword light that stretched out to a length of over one zhang.

The density of the vital energy was as heavy as if Mount Tai were pressing down, and its cutting power was so sharp that it could easily cut through even steel like a piece of paper.

Cheon Mubaeck shook his body and pulled back.

He had tried to block it using the Ghost Cry Light Love, but considering the three energies that were running wild like crazy, it was not a good choice.

'The operation of qi must be minimized!'

The more he used his qi, whether it was the demon-subduing qi, the immortal qi, or the extreme yin qi. The more he used it, the higher the amplification would be, and the greater the risk of it running wild.

Cheon Mubaeck judged keenly and moved swiftly.

"......!"

Cheon Mubaeck, who had jumped over the space in an instant and had dodged. Cheongwangma's eyebrow twitched.

In the flow of the rampaging qi, the flow of qi when he had just dodged was relatively calm.

'Without operating his qi at all... with just his physical ability?'

The sword light that Cheongwangma had poured out one after another. The range of effective damage was close to a distance of over one zhang, so the movement of Cheon Mubaeck twisting his body and dodging with a movement close to a divine skill was an impossible movement unless it was supported by a solid internal energy.

Cheongwangma had deliberately induced such a movement.

'It's good if he blocks because the consumption of qi is greater, but dodging is not bad either!'

Unlike his expectation, Cheon Mubaeck was still calm. Even though Cheongwangma was pouring out attacks like crazy, his expression was a little stiff, but there was not even a hint of embarrassment.

'Indeed, at that age, such a perfect control of qi! He is a dangerous man!'

If Cheongwangma had known that Cheon Mubaeck was controlling three dantians, he would have fainted on the spot.

Cheon Mubaeck gave the initiative of the attack to Cheongwangma and looked for an opportunity.

'What is the reason why he is fine in the Evil Person Sealing Formation? Is it a martial art? Or is it a unique heart method?'

Because if the amplification was repeated, it was impossible for even a great master of internal energy to control that qi.

But now, Cheongwangma's qi was being amplified, but there was no great loss in his operational ability, so it was no different from a situation where he was getting stronger as time passed.

'It's not a heart method, nor is it a strange martial art.'

Cheon Mubaeck slightly widened his vision.

On one side, a fight between Neung-heo and Bigwang was taking place. Neung-heo had also instinctively realized that he had to minimize his internal energy...

"Ugh! Foul! Hey, you'll die if you do that! Damn it, I surrender!"

He was being miserably beaten by Bigwang, who was using his qi to his heart's content.

'Phew, that idiot.'

Cheon Mubaeck clicked his tongue. Unlike Neung-heo, Bigwang was pushing him, using his qi to his heart's content like Cheongwangma. At that moment, a strange light flashed in Cheon Mubaeck's eyes.

He had found a strange point in the way Bigwang was handling his qi.

'The amplification is lower than that of Cheongwangma?'

The more Cheongwangma poured out his vital energy, the more he controlled an unprecedented power that was uncontrollable.

To the extent that even the great Cheon Mubaeck had to take a step or two back.

In contrast, Bigwang was not. Rather, he was minimizing the use of his internal energy, and was using it only when necessary, a very careful operation.

In a word.

'It means he can't control the amplification like Cheongwangma.'

He could control it to some extent, but he couldn't control it like Cheongwangma, that is, like a madman.

So Neung-heo was enduring, even though he was being hit by Bigwang, who was using his qi better than him.

As his thoughts reached that point, Cheon Mubaeck rather made a dumbfounded expression.

'It's not a strange heart method, nor is it a newly created martial art.'

So...

"Don't tell me... you trained in the Evil Person Sealing Formation?"

"Ho. You're quick-witted."

This crazy bastard.

Cheon Mubaeck held back the curse that was about to come out.

So, it wasn't a new martial art, nor was it a heart method.

"You're saying you trained in the Evil Person Sealing Formation? Huh? Qi deviation and all?"

"I actually fell into it a few times. It wasn't bad. The feeling of wandering on the verge of death was quite good."

Only then did he understand.

If all his words were true, it meant that he had trained in the Evil Person Sealing Formation to the extent that he had fallen into qi deviation, and had become used to it.

Cheon Mubaeck was amazed at how absurd and crazy that was.

It was called qi deviation, but if you fell into it wrong, you would just die.

Moreover, not just once, but several times?

But he was so fine like this?

Cheon Mubaeck's brow narrowed at the uneasy thought that was digging into his mind.

When he had lived as a demonic person as the Heaven Shattering Sword Demon.

The demonic arts of the demonic path were inevitably unstable as they became stronger quickly.

It was a common thing for the demonic people to fall into qi deviation.

So within the demonic path, there were several ways to overcome qi deviation.

But what was the reason why those things were never done in the orthodox path?

The absorption technique, or the extreme evil art of offering a living person as a sacrifice.

The moment he saw Cheongwangma's mad eyes, Cheon Mubaeck realized where that madness came from.

Cheon Mubaeck said quietly.

"This is why I hated madmen."

"Now, why don't you just give up your neck? The tide of the battle is already obvious."

Cheon Mubaeck momentarily drew out his qi and pushed Cheongwangma away.

Kwaang!

"......!"

An enormous amount of qi rushed in. Cheongwangma's pupils shook slightly.

Around Cheon Mubaeck, black and white, energies that seemed as if they could not coexist, merged and billowed.

The upper dantian, the middle dantian, the lower dantian, the three different energies merged and became the Sun and Moon Qi.

Cheon Mubaeck opened the gates of all his dantians wide.

At that moment, Cheongwangma saw it clearly. The pure white smile that was reflected beyond the billowing Sun and Moon Qi.

Inappropriate frivolous words flowed out.

"Damn it. Yes, let's go crazy for once. You bastard."

A drop of cold sweat formed on Cheongwangma's forehead.

(End of Chapter)