novelraw Chapter 137 : Hwangcheonju vs. Yoo Jae-ha (5)
Chapter 137 : Hwangcheonju vs. Yoo Jae-ha (5)
In the past, there were twelve beings who called themselves the heavens.
Their martial prowess was so strong that it reached the heavens, and they had almost no rivals. If they wanted to, they could destroy a country or create a new one.
Among them was the Yellow Heaven, the master of the Yellow Heaven.
He settled in a desert with nothing.
After that, water began to flow in a place with only sand. Plants grew naturally, and insects and animals gathered. Before long, a huge castle was built in a place with only sand, and people began to settle there one by one.
And so, the wasteland developed into a village, a city.
And he became the god of those who were dying in the desert without anyone's help.
Braha was a young priest who served God.
After he appeared, those who had been dying because they couldn't drink even a sip of water no longer died because they couldn't drink water.
There were no more people who died of starvation.
Braha was proud to serve him, considering it his lifelong goal.
He was living peaceful days like that.
Four outsiders came to see him.
They called him an evil demon and told him to stop what he was doing right now.
Braha couldn't understand what they were saying.
Why?
Because the people here were saved by him?
Among the four, a young monk looked at him and said.
-How long do you think this peace, built on the high fever and karma of those who have been divided into classes, will last? A world built on false peace will eventually head towards ruin.
What kind of bullshit are they talking about now?
The world itself was originally hell.
The first memory of the world that Braha remembered was his mother dying while looking at him. Around her, there were already numerous corpses, and a swarm of flies surrounded them.
At that time, Braha prayed and prayed to the heavens. Please save me! Please grant a ray of salvation to the people here!
Some water.
Even a single drop of rain.
Please let it fall!
The heavens turned their back on him.
The passing insects, animals, and everything that existed in this world seemed to deny him, as if telling him that he should not live.
No one helped him.
Except for him.
But now, what are they saying?
That this is a false peace?
Who are you guys? What have you done? You guys who didn't even come when I asked for help!
Only!
He was the only one who answered his prayers, and he was the only one who granted salvation.
-I have come to punish you who pretends to be a false peace. O master of the Yellow Heaven.
And so, the fight between a single monk and three people who looked like martial artists and him began.
And Braha knew that their actions were meaningless.
This kind of sight.
Because he had seen it countless times.
All those who had rebelled against him had become cold corpses.
That was the end of those who refused peace.
Although Braha couldn't understand their actions at all.
A huge roar echoed for several days.
The guys who had come this time seemed to be on the stronger side, as the fight lasted for quite a long time. When about three days had passed, the roar finally stopped. Braha quickly ran to the castle where he was. To congratulate him on his victory as before, and to clean up the four corpses that were trying to destroy the peace.
After arriving at the castle, the first sight Braha saw was the four of them walking out of the castle safely.
-Huh?
Braha was flustered.
The moment he faced them, his body froze and he couldn't move.
Among the four, a young monk bent his knees towards him. The monk proposed to him to leave this place and go with him.
Braha refused.
Because the outside world would be hell anyway.
This place where he was was his only refuge.
-Amitabha. May infinite glory be with this child.
The young monk prayed for him and then left.
Braha went straight into the castle.
More than half of the huge pillars, which would take about ten people to surround, were broken.
The ceiling was wide open, and the sky was clearly visible, and the floor had pits the size of his height here and there.
He couldn't imagine how they had to fight to create such a sight. Braha, without even having time to appreciate such a sight, rolled his eyes to find one person.
Fortunately, he was still sitting on the throne as he had always been.
-You're here, Braha.
His appearance was the same as ever.
Braha inwardly blamed himself for thinking that he might have died.
After that, time passed.
Braha spent his days serving him as usual.
However, after that day, he just stayed cooped up in the broken castle, doing nothing.
Some people came to visit.
They threw stones at him.
Something that would have been unimaginable in the past.
He just stood there and was hit by the stones that people threw. The people who had thrown the stones, after venting their anger, left this place.
As time passed, such people continued to visit.
In the end, when no one came to visit anymore, he said to him.
-Braha, you should also leave this place.
-I don't want to.
Braha refused. This place was his only refuge.
-Hehe. What a foolish fellow.
And so, several years passed.
He had the appearance of a man in his twenties, but in that short time, he had become an old man.
Now he had become so weak that he couldn't even walk on his own without Braha's help.
He said to Braha again.
-Foolish mortal, you still haven't left.
-Because there's no reason to leave.
-Hehe. I am a failure. Do you know that?
-That doesn't matter. In this world, you are still the only one who has saved me.
-What a foolish fellow.
That was his last conversation with him.
That day, Braha received something from him. He didn't know exactly what it was, but after receiving it, Braha no longer had to suffer from minor illnesses, and his skinny body naturally gained flesh and muscle.
He found out later that what Braha had received that day was something called innate qi.
And something else came with it.
Because of that something, Braha was also able to talk to birds.
Braha, even after he died, only left the castle when all his white bones had rotted away.
And the outside he came out to was still hell.
People were still dying of thirst because there was no water, and they were rotting away because there was nothing to eat.
The words the monk had said at that time were nothing more than a lie.
Braha, just as he had done, built everything up from the beginning. Thanks to the ability he had left behind, it was not too difficult to do things.
Occasionally, there were those who came to question him like in the old days. Braha, just as he had done, thoroughly trampled them. And people who were said to be his comrades also came to visit. They were wearing masks, and sometimes he would wear a mask and go somewhere, and now he knew where he had gone. Braha also wore a mask and met them a few times, but he didn't have any particular feelings.
Braha, who had returned to Tianzhu, managed the people more systematically than when he had been there. He used birds to attach surveillance to places where his eyes could not reach. At that, he was able to see a thousand li even while sitting in the castle.
There were no more people who rebelled against him.
Peace had come to the world again.
By that time, Braha had the leisure to bring up one problem that he had been ignoring all along.
It was an unresolved question that he had been trying to forget all along.
What on earth had happened that day when they had come to visit?
Why had he become so shabby after they had left?
Braha desperately wanted to find the answer.
Years, dozens of years, hundreds of years passed.
The castle that Braha had built became more solid as time passed, and he was called a god by the people, just like the old him.
But he still couldn't find the answer.
Then he heard news about that young monk. The monk, who he thought was already dead, was still alive.
No! To be more precise, he was continuing a new life through reincarnation.
An ordinary person would have ignored it, saying what kind of bullshit is that, but Braha, who was living without aging thanks to his blessing, knew that those words were true.
It was from that time that Braha began to look for that young monk.
And the monk he finally found was no different from the appearance of his late master in his later years. He instinctively realized that he could not solve his curiosity from him.
Just when he was disappointed, the monk said.
"Over there is the incarnation of the monkey who dragged you down to the ground. Are you just going to stand there and watch that guy go?"
* * *
"Monster monkey!"
"I'm a person!"
"What on earth have you done!"
"What?"
"What have you done to him!"
He's a madman. His eyes have completely gone crazy. If it were just an ordinary person who had gone mad, I would have just ignored him and passed by.
But this guy was not an ordinary person.
Blink.
When he closed and opened his eyes, the guy's pupils changed like a snake's. I now know what that is.
-Just as the Profound Other is, there are several realms within the Profound Manifestation.
A realm that strengthens only the body, not the internal energy.
The Profound Manifestation, simply put, was a form where the external arts had reached their limit.
Squeeze.
The guy steps on the floor.
For a moment, the flow of air that exists here is forcibly directed downwards.
All of this was the result of the guy simply pressing the floor with his foot.
-The realm where the will dwells in the body, this is called the 1st stage of the Profound Manifestation, the Divine Manifestation.
The guy's will dwelled in his body.
-The realm where the will that dwells in the body can be used at will, that is, the realm where the body can be moved as one wishes, this is called the 2nd stage of the Profound Manifestation, the Willful Manifestation.
-The realm where the power of the body also affects the outside, this is called the 3rd stage of the Profound Manifestation, the Manifestation.
The surrounding environment was changing because of the guy.
The bird that was flying in the sky lowered its altitude, and the sandstorm kept blowing and slapping my cheek.
Swish!
The guy's foot leaves the ground. It seemed like he had lightly kicked off the ground, but the guy had already reached my front. A speed that could be called teleportation, beyond fast.
At the same time, what was coming at me was a cut.
It was a simple vertical cut without any tricks or profound techniques.
But I instinctively knew how much immense power was contained in that simple cut.
If it were the old me, I would have shit my pants.
Swoosh.
I raised my sword.
Boom!
I felt an immense force from the sword that I had never experienced before. I couldn't help but admire how a person could produce such a force with only their body.
If the current situation was that I was watching someone else's fight from the side, I was sure that I would have clapped with all my heart.
Blink.
The guy closed and opened his eyes again.
At that, the shape of his pupils changed to be more like that of an animal.
-Whether it's the Profound Gown or the Profound Manifestation, from the 4th stage, it can never be reached by effort. It's a realm of pure talent.
At that time, I wanted to refute the mister's words. In the first place, isn't reaching the Profound Realm itself a realm of talent? Unfortunately, due to lack of time, I had to listen to the mister's words quietly.
-And that talent has a greater effect on the Profound Manifestation. To head towards the 4th stage of the Profound Manifestation, a special talent called communion is needed.
Thwack!
The guy pushed my sword and then distanced himself. The distance was quite far.
The guy was lowering his posture as if he were an animal hunting.
Squeeze!
Once again, the flow of air was directed downwards.
Boom!
The ground was overturned with a roar as if it were exploding.
The guy was flying horizontally with the ground, cutting through the sand. Usually, to accelerate, you have to kick off the ground.
That is common sense.
But when you reach the Profound Realm, that common sense is mostly destroyed. A person can call lightning, or fire.
The destruction of common sense that the guy was showing now was.
Bang!
It was the air that the guy was kicking. Of course, that was by no means something like walking on air.
It was something he was doing purely with the power of his body.
"Are you a monster?"
Such a guy extended the arm that was not holding the sword towards me.
"Cover!"
With the guy's sudden words, the birds suddenly flew towards me all at once. Because of that, my vision was naturally blocked for a very short time, and after clearing the birds, the guy had disappeared from the front.
Bang!
Only the sound of kicking the air was heard.
If I turn my head that way, the birds block my vision again, and I miss the guy's movement again.
This situation is constantly repeating.
-Communion refers to the sense of sharing emotions with other living beings, not humans. The Profound Manifestation is originally a realm modeled after the appearance of animals. 'Sharing emotions with animals, and further, talking to them' is an advantage above all else. So, Jae-ha, be careful when you meet someone who communes with animals.
The birds were a nuisance.
I could kill them all at once with my powerful qi, but I chose another method.
Because I had also talked to them before.
I said.
"Get out of the way!"
At those words, the birds all scattered at once.
In the wide-open vision.
I could see the guy's flustered appearance.
Swoosh, I raised my sword.
I had been using the reversal of heaven since a while ago.
Roar.
The twelve great meridians resonated and expanded the energy.
If it were before, my body would not have been able to withstand it and would have been shattered.
I did not stop the resonance. The load on my body gradually increased.
Roar!
My body could no longer handle the energy. The energy leaked out of my body and began to destroy my body.
Why did the mister give up his own life to give his innate qi to his junior sister?
It was to prepare for the future.
The mister knew his own limits more clearly than anyone else, and he had found a way to break through those limits.
A person's vessel is limited.
To forcibly expand it.
By transferring the world of the mind's eye that someone has already created.
Even if it were a parent, who could dare to do such a crazy thing?
Besides, if that parent was a person who had achieved the Profound Realm, they would be even more unable to give up.
The moment the power that had filled my body and had nowhere to go was about to explode.
I opened one path. At that, the energy flowed out like an ebb tide.
On the other side of the yang mind's eye, in the yin mind's eye, energy began to accumulate.
The biggest reason why my body had been imbalanced before was because my body could not handle the energy it possessed.
The fine meridians are involved in the control of energy, such as the mind and senses, and the great meridians are involved in the strengthening and control of the body.
The maximum number of great meridians a person can possess is twelve.
That was the limit.
What I received from the mister.
A new yin body.
In the new vessel, I created a thirteenth great meridian.
'Reversal of Heaven, Limit Break.'
The rampaging energy regained its stability.
The burden on my body disappeared.
I swung my sword down.
Slice.
A single line drawn in the air.
Gush.
Blood gushed up into the sky.
(End of Chapter)