A Regressor's Tale of Cultivation
C804 Chapter 801: A Regressor's Tale of Cultivation
Chapter 804 Chapter 801: A Regressor's Tale of Cultivation
Kagagagak-Kaang!
The funeral dirge of the Obsidian Devil Heavenly King that has been holding back regression until now bursts forth.
Starting with that, Silver Basket's Divine Art bursts forth.
Divine Arts are stories.
The Future King's story devours the stories of lower grades.
'The activation conditions of the Divine Art are...'
Probably everything that directly opposes all acts by which the Future King raises the Underworld to the position of the Creator God.
All existences that prevent the Future King from enforcing the story!
In other words...
'All of us.'
The conditions are meaningless for now.
For now, right this moment, we have to match at least the minimum grade that can oppose the Future King, who has brought along his full strength along with the Absolute of Fate.
-Emptiness Sword.
-Second Technique.
-Applied Technique.
The applied technique is simple.
It is simply repeating the second move, King, a whole lot.
-Lord ().
A downpour of slashes comes pouring down.
Black streaks of rain crash down, become a waterfall, and target us.
We scatter and evade, but among the Enders, one of those whose feet are slow and cannot get away in time takes the technique head-on.
Flash!
Within the endlessly descending slashes, the Ender who cannot dodge has their body vanish just like that, and their connection is severed.
The endlessly continuing slashes tear out even history, throws it away as ancient force, erases it, and only leaves behind the Ender's pure soul.
The soul that was originally born by the Absolute of Miracle has even its connection with that Absolute cut, and from the state as a soul it turns into a single strand of the Creator God's will.
That's right.
In a word, the Ender who takes the direct hit has everything about them swept away on the spot and turned into Origin Essence.
Even without authorities like Origin Essence Creation or mantras, it is a vicious technique that simply, cleanly, by bringing down countless slashes, turns the opponent's soul into Origin Essence.
At that vicious power everyone freezes, and I raise my tension.
'He is using it merely as a warm-up because he just got up from meditation.'
It is nothing more than making a stiff body move a little more actively.
He does not even accompany it with the Divine Art.
The effect of his Divine Art is surely very simple.
'The strongest.'
It is simply to become the strongest and the summit that cannot be reached.
'If he starts using the Divine Arts in earnest, we will be annihilated.'
Before that, I have to become, somehow or another, the Owner of Miracles.
'But, I am still one step short...!'
In order to become the Owner of Miracles, to avoid being devoured by the Absolute, I am still one step short.
I need a great feat to fulfill it.
Of course, given the present situation, it is easy to achieve the great feat.
The being who grasped the Origin Essence of Fate.
Because the Future King is here.
If there is even a single True Emperor, it is natural that the Emperors that follow after have it a bit easier to advance.
That is because through a True Emperor it becomes easier to accumulate great feats.
'If, at the present difference in rank, I can at least scratch the Future King...'
Even an achievement of that level is fully enough to be an achievement to seize the Absolute, and enough to advance to a True Emperor.
But to pierce through the Divine Arts and put a scratch on the Future King, the minimum rank is necessary.
Yet to raise the rank, one must advance to True Emperor, and to advance, one must inflict a scratch.
'There is one method, but...'
Because I don't know whether it is right to reveal the hidden move already, I can't help but hesitate for an instant.
-Emptiness Sword.
-Second Move.
-Applied Profundity.
-Emperor ().
The Future King's sword sweeps away yet another Ender and turns them into Origin Essence.
The principle that makes the downward cut powerful is receiving the help of gravity.
If one can strengthen the slash through attraction force, then no matter where one swings it, it is a downward cut.
Therefore, he swings the Emptiness Sword horizontally, grants it the attraction force of Fate, lets Origin Essence dwell in the Emptiness Sword, and in a single moment makes that slash into an existence like a Supreme Deity.
Quite literally, a soul dwells in the sword, and it becomes a vicious strike that will once again split apart the entire gestation world and come flying toward us.
'Fine. Let's use it...!'
In any case, in the present situation, if I do not use it, it is annihilation.
It is when I am about to use the move I have kept hidden.
Kuuung!
Spacetime shatters.
At the same time, from that place, a light pink arm appears.
It is the Vast Cold Heavenly Lord, who was sealed by Hyeon Mu through the Heavenly Void Furnace's spell.
Wooo-woooong!
"...Huh?"
And I cannot help but widen my eyes as I see the Vast Cold Heavenly Lord block the Future King's technique with a
single arm.
Kugugugung!
The Tridacna Vast Cold Heavenly King descends into the present world once again.
And...
Across their whole body, what we have not seen before rises up.
They are things that have no connection at all with Vast Cold.
Kiiiiiiiing!
Its name is the Imperial Throne Circuit.
It is the apex of the circuit system that Bong Myeong made.
Kim Yeon did not simply keep Vast Cold's body safe and return it to them.
Naturally, she returned it only after finishing the maximum performance enhancement she could do.
Perhaps they have taken some time inside the Heavenly Void Furnace in order to get used to the Imperial Throne
Circuit.
With circuits shining all over their body, Vast Cold grabs the Future King's Emptiness Sword with their bare hand and starts to rise from their position.
Tudududuuk-
When the Future King starts to be pushed back by Vast Cold in terms of physical strength, he begins to regain the advantage by using the attraction force of fate together.
But in the next instant,
I receive Vast Cold's will and provide them with what they need.
Chwaaaaa-
The Imperial Throne Circuit is a circuit that operates on star vein formations.
As the Owner of Myriad Stars, I connect to Vast Cold the star veins of countless stars that are whirling inside my
body.
'I am the Owner of Myriad Stars.'
Something like star vein formations, I can draw out in almost infinite amounts.
"Vast Cold! Receive this!"
Kugugugugu!
Countless star vein formations all at once connect to Vast Cold's circuits.
At the same time, Vast Cold uses all their strength to knock away the Future King's Emptiness Sword for a brief
moment.
Immediately after, they suddenly kneel.
Then they put their two hands together and bow their head solemnly.
It is a posture of prayer.
Teok-
Seeing this, the Future King activates his Divine Art.
The Divine Art settles into the Emptiness Sword.
-Emptiness Sword.
-Fourth Move.
-Applied Technique.
-Net().
Jjeoooooong!
He scatters slashes that use repulsion force crisscrossing in all directions, and with terrifying repulsion force, he
tries to knock Vast Cold away entirely to a different otherworld.
Normally, with even his Divine Art added in, it'd only be natural for Vast Cold to be blown away from this palace.
However, I witness an unbelievable sight.
Cheok, cheok, cheok!
Behind Vast Cold's back.
Three silhouettes appear.
[Hoho...Daoists. We will take it from here on for a short while.]
A man who oddly seems to resemble Seo Hweol, but has a much more peaceful air.
A muscular man with blue hair and strong features.
A being in a purple robe shrouded in black.
Of the symbols of Longevity, Wealth, Health, and Love of Virtue that have been behind Vast Cold's back, the projections of the divine spirits corresponding to Wealth, Health, and Love of Virtue appear in this place.
Perhaps because Yu Soo-ryeon, the Seat Holder of Good, still has her life attached in the Head Realm, her
projection does not come.
However, that seems to be enough.
Kikikikikik-
The activation of the Divine Art becomes blurry for a short moment.
Jjeoooooong!
Vast Cold's whole body is torn apart by the technique of [Net].
However, that is purely the power of the Emptiness Sword.
The power of the Divine Art is gone!
Only now do I understand why Vast Cold went out of their way to bring four at the Immortal Lord level into the
Audience Chamber.
When the Five Blessings Immortals gather, although only for a short time, they hinder the activation of the Divine
Art.
'What is the principle!?'
Through the insight of a Supreme Deity, I grasp that this is not simply a special ability unique to the Five Blessings.
Vast Cold, through some property the Five Blessings possess, precisely pierced one of the weaknesses that the
Future King's Divine Art has, and through it, they hindered the effect of the Divine Art!
In other words,
If I know the principle, I can do it too.
'I have to figure out the principle. But the Five Blessings Immortals who are actually helping Vast Cold seem not to
know the exact principle...and Vast Cold themselves is currently forbidden from speaking...'
"It is happiness."
But, making my worries meaningless, the Underworld from behind immediately tells me the correct answer.
Come to think of it, there is no way the Underworld, who lent the Five Blessings Immortals to Vast Cold, does not
know.
"By means of the happiness that has almost never existed even if you search through his entire life, they nullify the activation condition itself. They momentarily deceive the story into thinking they have come not to oppose him, but
to bring him happiness."
Kugugugung!
The stature of the Underworld gradually grows larger.
The Future King has transformed into the very colossal darkness and attraction force that could hold Mount
Sumeru in one hand.
As she grows to a size similar to that Fate Supreme Deity, she looks at Hong Fan with eyes in which many emotions
are mixed.
"The gods of the otherworlds cannot attempt it even if they bring the happiness of the otherworld, and it is something that can only be attempted with the Origin Essence of the Five Blessings, which symbolizes the very fortune and virtue of the same world. However...in the end, the Origin Essence of Blessings is just a symbol. Since it does not actually give happiness, it will unravel before long. Do what you are trying to do."
"...Yes."
I take my eyes off Vast Cold nullifying the Divine Art and once again take my stance.
I let the Impermanence Sword hang down and grip it with both hands.
I settle the profundity of the dull sword onto the blade and focus power into the sword.
Because they say the profound meaning of the swift sword is speed, people think the profound meaning of the dull
sword, its opposite, is slowness.
But that is not so.
The profound meaning of the dull sword is not slowness, but 'precision' and 'concentration of power'.
Because the placement of accuracy and power on the sword is more important than the sword speed, it is called a
dull sword as it is slightly slower.
It is by no means a sword whose essence lies is slowness.
I grip the sword with a focus that surpasses all concentration I have ever shown until now and, as I prepare the dull
sword, I speak.
"Please, whoever it may be, help so that I can land a single blow."
This is the very ultimate technique that just recently struck down [Hope].
"Even on the Future King, if it can land, it can have an impact."
Kwarurung!
Two bolts of lightning fall down beside me.
One is the Heavenly King Jeon Myeong-hoon.
The other is the Immortal Lord Yang Su-jin.
The two Lightning Immortals, spilling red lightning and golden lightning, meet my eyes and nod.
"I... will try to hold him even for a single instant."
Jeon Myeong-hoon says he will hold the Future King, and Yang Su-jin looks at me with solemn eyes.
I do not have the focus to read Indra's Net, so I can't tell what he means, but fortunately, a familiar voice interprets
for
me.
Flap flap-
Golden Shaking Bird, having taken the form of a hummingbird, receives his will and speaks with the happiest face
in the world from Yang Su-jin's shoulder.
"'I will bring you forward!' he says!"
I send a signal of thanks with a glance, then once again concentrate my whole mind on the sword.
The joint attacks of countless Enders continue.
One of the former Agates fires countless Seed Plot of Disjunctions at the Future King.
A former Lapis Lazuli, who has learned a splendid derivative Star Extinguishing True Chapter called Black Fall
Converging to One, Returning to Dao, Heaven-Breaking Star Extinguishing True Chapter, binds the Future King's
feet with an enormous barrage of curses.
Kim Young-hoon borrows Oh Hyun-seok's body and draws the Future King's attention.
And, joining forces with the former Golden Divines, every time he tries to use the Splitting Heaven Mantra, they
nullify the Splitting Heaven Mantra right before it activates.
Kang Min-hee sits demurely in place, slices her palm with a silver dagger, and lets blood flow.
Black blood flows out from her palm and stains the surroundings like ink.
She lifts a brush and draws something on the floor.
It is a kind of taenghwa.
And the very moment she completes the taenghwa in an instant,
Swaaaaaa-
With a tranquil tone, something begins to rise up from beneath the ink that has dyed the area around her.
They are pavilions.
At the same time, there are certain statues, and there are certain iron-barred prisons.
There are houses of ordinary villages, and there are also splendid buildings that look like imperial palaces.
And...
Things like modern amusement parks, utterly out of place, also come into view.
Abandoned carousels and abandoned Ferris wheels begin to turn in a bizarre atmosphere.
What it is, is clear.
Kang Min-hee is summoning forth all the legacies of the former Lapis Lazulis that have been used as vessels to
hold the Underworld's sorrow.
From a place that looks like a modern school, countless monstrosities pour out.
The former Lapis Lazuli Jeong Shin goes above the school building, shakes their disheveled hair, and lets out a
wail.
The monstrosities pouring out of the school carry curses on their backs and rampage even more madly.
Most of the legacies of Lapis Lazulis are gloomy and uncanny, giving the feeling of an eerie ghost city.
At the center of that ghost city, Kang Min-hee opens her mouth.
"Master. And everyone...I will protect you."
Using the Underworld's sorrow as power,
Using the legacies of the former Lapis Lazulis as a medium,
And, using Kang Min-hee's own mantra Falling Flower and her inherent authority, she sweeps her brush through
the void.
The Flawless Mantra draws a dark blue circle behind Kang Min-hee and spreads her will.
-I shall protect you.
The next moment, dark blue circles briefly appear and vanish around the bodies of everyone fighting present.
The mantra Falling Flower, which drops the opponent into an otherworld governed by laws she has set, overlaps
with the ghost city summoned by Kang Min-hee.
In the next moment, one Ender takes a direct hit from the Future King.
Originally, they should have become Origin Essence, but that Ender remains unscathed.
Tukwaaaang!
Instead, one of the buildings inside the ghost city and the Falling Flower that Kang Min-hee has unfolded collapses
completely.
She has taken the ghost city she has called forth and made it into a warding doll, sending the Future King's blows
instead into the ghost city overlaid with Falling Flower, where she can weaken them at will.
All the Enders who realize this let their fighting spirits blaze.
As long as Kang Min-hee is here.
Until that ghost city is completely blown away, they are practically no different from undying.
-Fate.
-Truth Manipulation.
Eujiik-
In the end, he summons Oh Hye-seo in an instant and uses her as an Immortal Treasure to briefly revise reality.
We are all sucked at once into an otherworld made of darkness.
But in the next moment.
-Authority.
-Primal Chaos World.
Oh Hyun-seok's authority activates in response and converts the reality the Future King has toyed with into a
dream.
'We will win.'
The passion and fervor of countless people burst forth toward the Future King.
Because their fervor is so immense, and because each of them, in their own position, are doing their very best with
such passion...
It makes me think that maybe, truly, everyone together might be able to defeat him.
Of course, he neither wildly fires Hope nor enforces debts from those who have gained from the Immortal
Cultivation system, and perhaps because he is mindful of the Underworld and wants to conserve his strength, he
reveals and uses only the attraction force of fate as power, even holding back authorities such as fate manipulation
and future rewriting.
On top of that, he has not yet taken out his final Immortal Treasure.
Moreover, the Divine Art is also about to soon return.
However, as I prepare an upward slash with desperate concentration, I believe.
We cannot win without sacrifices.
But...
We will definitely win.
Because there is something we exchanged between us in the 16th cycle.
As long as that exists, I neither lose, nor can I lose.
No, even if I am defeated on the surface, it is fine.
'For as long as that technique exists, you can no longer...be an untouchable absolute one.'
16th cycle.
Flutter, flutter, flutter...
The Primordial Chaos world inside the Heavenly Void Furnace.
Within it, I finally see all stories come to an end.
Of course, I do not manage to read all of the thirteenth chapter, [A Regressor's Tale of Cultivation].
But from the start, that one signifies the world in which the utopia Hong Fan desires is completed.
It is a future that has not yet arrived.
I come to know the entire truth.
"Now do you understand?"
Hong Fan looks down at me with an expressionless face.
"I am your parent. I am the source that has bestowed all misfortune upon you. You are nothing more than puppets
and tools, and no meaningful ending exists for you."
He speaks.
"Yet even so, do you say you can maintain the connection with me? What is this 'middle path' you speak of? What
is this 'balance'? I have given you nothing but pure malice. So feel comfortable resenting me."
For a long while, I cannot pull myself together.
It is too enormous a truth.
And yet...
Why is it?
Even amidst that confusion, I somehow can find calm.
Hong Fan is a great madman.
And he is also a great villain.
So immense a being that unless one is a transcendent, one cannot even comprehend that evil and that madness.
That is the existence called Hong Fan Gu Ju.
And I am a small human.
Compared to Hong Fan, I am so small and petty that...
I cannot accept that immense malice as mere malice alone.
I calmly ask him a question.
"...Are you saying that truly everything is your will? Even a single grain of sand?"
"Yes. You merely live inside my malice."
Hong Fan's cold words.
They are too overwhelmingly immense a truth and too bewildering an information.
"...Then..."
So, what I can do right now is not to judge that vast immensity, but only to speak what I feel.
"...Even my house's seed soy sauce and herbal liquor ripening so deliciously?"
They are words that do not come out after passing through thought, but just come out as I feel in my chest.
Is that why?
As if he could not anticipate them at all despite being able to re