Absolute Regression Chapter 663

Episode 663 I have to invade this stage

As Jinhyu’s breath died, the world he had created also began to disappear.

Ss …

The place that appeared was the main hall where they had first arrived.
Jin-hyu’s body lying on the floor finally let them know that this matter was over.

‘You’re finally back in our world.’

Jin Ha-gun looked after his injured comrades with relief.
He gave medicine to his subordinates who were seriously injured and applied a gold ointment to them.
There were more than a few people who were injured, but fortunately, no one was seriously injured.

And among the uninjured subordinates, he sent the one with the best lightness to his grandfather.

“Tell them we’re safe!”

I don’t plan on going to help my grandfather. I’m tired and injured, so going there would only be a hindrance. Since Geommu-geuk and my grandfather are together, I just need to tell them that I’m safe.

Ambassador Hwasong apologized to Jin Hagun.

“I have no face to show you.”

Even though he was a colleague, Jin-hyu was a villain, he suffered so helplessly.
Jin-ha-gun did not reprimand him. The important thing was what to do next. Since you fell, you have to get up.

“We must use this incident as an opportunity to further develop the Daejeongbanhonsul. Master Hwa, please take charge of that.”

Hwasong nodded with a determined look on her face.

Before leaving, Jin Ha-gun expressed his gratitude to the leader of the Pungcheon sect.

“Thank you for saving my life. Thank you so much.”

The demon soldiers also all bowed and saluted.

“thank you.”

If it weren’t for the Lord of the Underworld and the leader of the Fengchun Sect, all the demon warriors in the Destruction Corps would have died here in Daecheong.
He would have become a hostage to threaten his grandfather. It would have been a situation he didn’t even want to imagine.

“I will never forget this grace today.”

Then, the Demon Lord gave the ball to Geommugeuk.

“Repay that favor to the young sect leader.”

Jin Ha-gun smiled and nodded.
The two of them looked at each other with gentle eyes. At least today, they were friends and comrades who had overcome obstacles together.

In particular, Jin Ha-gun could not forget the words she had said to him. The words she had said to him at that time when he felt endless helplessness in the world of the sorcery of seduction.

―When you grow up, you are not afraid of tigers, but of snakes.

These words were a great comfort to him, and gave him this resolve.

Let’s see when he becomes a real tiger.

At that moment, the loud voice of the leader of the Pungcheon Church was heard from behind.

“Why should you repay the favor to the cult leader? You should repay it to us. Repay it to me!”

Jin Ha-gun turned to him. He didn’t know much about the leader of the Pungcheon sect from this incident, but at least he could tell that he was a cheerful person.

“I will come to you one day with the list of things that were taken away by the young cult leader.”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect laughed out loud at Jin Ha-gun’s joke. He hadn’t forgotten the joke he had made when they first met, asking Jin Ha-gun if he had something stolen from him.

“Let’s hold a big victims’ meeting! And of course, I will be the leader of that meeting!”

The Subhonmazon who was listening also smiled. There will be quite a few people who will join that gathering.

She was truly impressed by her master for this incident.

There is a saying that if you see someone doing something too easily, then that person is a true expert.

No one else knows, but she knows. It seems like Master easily defeated Jin-hyu, but that is absolutely not the case.
She was able to kill him because she had the insight to use the opponent’s psychology and see through the surrounding situation and mind.

Soul-seduction is a martial art that deceives people’s hearts. Today, the master showed us the essence of the soul-seduction technique.

In this world, he was the head of the victims’ group, and in the other world, he was the absolute being. That was his master.

“Okay, see you next time.”

After saying goodbye to the two people and leaving the main hall, Jin Ha-gun spoke to Gwak Ju.

“Okay, let’s go meet my sister now.”

Kwak Yeong was currently in the Cheonmasin Church. First, he plans to meet Geommuyang and hand over Kwak Ju to him.

Kwak Ju asked in a trembling voice.

“Why are you doing this to me?”

In any dangerous situation, the demon warriors took care of themselves.
What are they? They are just the younger brother of an ironsmith. They are just ordinary people who don’t know a thing about martial arts. But they took care of themselves more than their own lives.

Jin Ha-gun turned towards him. The surrounding Demon Slayers’ warriors all turned their gazes towards him.

“Our mission today was to save you. Even if everyone here had died and only one person remained, that one person would have saved you.”

Kwak Ju looked at the demon slayers standing around him.

Oh, these people are the ones who are the political unofficials.

People who silently protect themselves from that dazzling and confusing world and bring them back to reality. People who always keep their promises.

Kwak Ju bowed deeply to them all and expressed his gratitude.

So they left, and only the leader of the Fengchun Sect and the Demon Lord Seophon were left there.

The leader of the Fengchun Sect was looking up at the sky with his back to the ground. The Demon Lord of the Sub-Spirit was also looking up at the sky from a step behind.

She was thinking about what her master had said to her earlier.

Trying to live differently has made my world stronger.

At that moment, the leader of the Pungcheon sect opened his mouth. When he looked up at the sky, his face was always very serious, but soon his face was filled with playfulness.

“We need to go meet the person who made us suffer like this and doesn’t even show his face. We need to meet the person who forgets about us and only calls us when he needs us, and then say, ‘The cult leader is here.’”

Although he said that, his face was filled with anticipation at meeting Geommu-geuk. It had been a long time since they had met.

“Your Majesty, you too must be fighting a difficult battle.”

When he first arrived and saw the leader of the Fengchun sect, Jin Ha-gun said the same thing. Of course, the leader of the Fengchun sect didn’t think that way at all.

“You must be in trouble. Your sub-religionist is Yeon, Yeon.”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect took the first step and added:

“The stronger the wind, the higher the kite flies.”

* * *

The identity of Cheon-ae Geosa Hwa-ryul-cheong was revealed and he demanded that the leader of the martial arts world, Jin Pae-cheon, kill Geom-mu-geuk.

If you want to save your grandson, kill him.

But Jinpaecheon rejected the offer.

If you came here today as an audience member, at least the sword dance performance won’t turn this stage into a tragedy.

And if Hwa-Yul-Cheong thought that the Poison King and Ma-Bul would save them, it was a big mistake, and Geommu-Geuk showed even greater confidence.

“Did they really go to help my friend?”

In Geommugeuk’s words, there was confidence and certainty that Jin Ha-gun would be safe.

“Don’t brag, Young Master.”

The sword dance movement also responded to the leisure of the Hwaryulcheong with leisure.

“Boasting is something that people with nothing can do. Perhaps by now, the last of their wings have fallen off.”

This was a statement made with the conviction that So Jeong-rak was already dead and that the master of the art of concubine had also been dealt with.

Hwa-Yul-Cheong stared at Jin-Pae-Cheon. Today, his target was always Jin-Pae-Cheon.

“You decide. Just don’t regret it later.”

He knew that for Jin Pae-cheon, who had already lost his blood relatives, the safety of his grandchildren was his greatest weakness that could not be shaken.

But he overlooked one fact. Jin Pae-cheon’s faith in the sword dance was much greater than he had thought.
Jin Pae-cheon answered firmly.

“My judgment has already been made.”

He had already decided to trust Geommu-geuk.
When Jinpaecheon turned his gaze to him, Geommu-geuk answered confidently.

“If the person I sent couldn’t save Ha-gun, then even if the leader and I were there, we wouldn’t be able to save him.”

Those words brought one person to mind for Jinpaecheon.

“Did you send the Sub-Soul Demon Lord?”

Geommugeuk nodded. A sense of relief and anxiety at the same time.
Hwa-Yul-Cheong pierced that anxiety.

“It’s a well-known fact in the entire martial arts world that the new Lord of the Underworld is still a child. The young sect leader is just trying to show off. He said he was trying to save Ha-gun.”

How could Jinpaecheon not know about the young Sub-Hon Ma-Jun? After all, he must be inferior to the previous Ma-Jun.
However, the reason he was not shaken at all was not because he trusted the young Sub-Hon Ma-Jun.

“Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Of course.”

Jinpaecheon nodded at the firm answer of the swordsman.
Hwaryulcheong sighed mockingly.

“How foolish! How truly foolish!”

Then Geommugeuk said.

“You are the fool.”

When I looked at him with an expression asking what the Hwaryulcheong meant, he suddenly said something out of nowhere.

“You didn’t know I had anxiety?”
“Anxiety?”

The leader of the Demonic Cult has anxiety? A leader and anxiety are an absolutely incompatible combination.

“This anxiety is the pain that torments me, but at the same time, it is my greatest strength. It’s like this. Oh, what if I send only one person and they make a mistake? What if the opponent is stronger? What if another person comes to help? What if there are variables? I am the one who worries about all these things. And this is the result of those worries.”

The gaze of the swordsman turned towards Jinpaecheon.

“So, I sent the leader of Pungcheon Church along as well.”

The moment he heard those words, Jin Pae-cheon’s expression relaxed.
If it was just the Seop-hon-ma-jon, then yes, honestly, I was anxious. But what if it was even the Feng-cheon sect leader?

Geommu-geuk’s words are right. When it comes to using the soul-binding technique, the two of them are better than Geommu-geuk and himself.

“Okay then.”

The thought that it really was done crossed my mind.
On the other hand, Hwa-Yul-Cheong’s expression hardened.

“You’re bluffing again.”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong persuaded Jin-Pae-Cheon.

“The young leader is lying to survive now.”

Jinpaecheon looked at him quietly and said.

“You are the one who is afraid of dying.”

A look of displeasure crossed Hwa-Yul-Cheong’s face. He had already revealed his true identity, so he did not hide his feelings as thoroughly as before.

Jinpaecheon continued speaking while staring at Hwayulcheong.

“I never tried to read your emotions before. Now that I think about it, that was arrogance.”

Are you busy being the leader?
No. Because you don’t have to do that.

Because I lived a life where I didn’t have to worry about what other people thought. Because everyone was looking out for me.
Because I lived a life where I realized after decades that Cheon-ae Geosa had never gotten angry at me and had always tried to please me.

“This is all my own doing.”

But that doesn’t mean I’ll forgive him for living with that mask on.

“The moment I planned something with my grandson’s life, all ties with you were already over.”

I don’t know what else to say, but I was curious about just this one thing.

“Lastly, let me ask you this. What was your mindset in all the negotiations you’ve been making throughout your life? Was it all a pretense?”

A sneer formed on Hwa Yul-cheong’s lips at Jin Pae-cheon’s question.

“Why? Do you think your chivalry is real and mine is fake? Honestly, you must have been conscious of me at one point. There must have been times when you didn’t like me being revered as a chivalrous man more respected than you, the leader. Isn’t that right?”

Jinpaecheon couldn’t deny it. There really was a time like that. But it was only a momentary feeling. He soon calmed down and treated his friend with a good heart.

Hwarulcheong dug into Jinpaecheon even more persistently.

“If you kill me, what will the people who survived with my help think? Will they really think I’m a villain who has been hiding his identity for decades? Or will they think you killed me out of jealousy? Will they respect and follow you like before?”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong shook Jin-Pa-Cheon. Since he had been watching Jin-Pa-Cheon for a long time, he knew better than anyone else what words could turn into a dagger.

Jinpaecheon nodded silently.

“Yeah, you might look at me differently.”

Jinpaecheon felt a bit detached. But it wasn’t because Hwa-Yul-Cheong was shaking him.

“That’s okay. My era is coming to an end.”

The moment he heard those words, Geommu-geuk knew. Jin Pae-cheon was finally going to make Jin Ha-gun his successor.
He had a feeling that Jin Ha-gun might be the last of the three magicians to become the successor, but he might also be the first to become the leader of the martial arts world.

“Yes, I recognize your bravery. You’ve lived a wonderful life.”

That’s when the sword dance came in.

“I don’t admit it.”

Where did you come from to shake the lord with your three-inch tongue? With a three-inch tongue!

“You seem to want to claim that the alliance is real, but it’s fake. For you, the more alliances you build, the more you build up trust with the leader. Instead, claim that you are a person with deep loyalty and sincerity to the Dark Palace. I will acknowledge that.”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong’s eyes twitched as he was hit hard. That was exactly what he had been thinking all his life.

“If that alliance was real, you shouldn’t have let So Jeong-rak, who was protecting you, kill innocent people with his poison experiment. You shouldn’t have harmed people with his soul-binding technique and made them commit suicide in the end. At least if you wanted to say that alliance was real, you should have gone after the leader alone without those subordinates.”

Hwa-Yul-Cheong could not refute Geommu-Geuk’s continued words.
In fact, these words were not spoken to him, but to Jin-Pae-Cheon. There was no need to feel pain from being stabbed by the poisonous dagger from the scabbard engraved with the word “hyeop-Ryul.”

“What? Even if you did fake it, you’re saying it’s better than nothing? If it weren’t for you, there would have been someone better at practicing chivalry. A real chivalry who doesn’t have subordinates who use poison and seduction. So don’t talk about chivalry to the leader with that disgusting mouth of yours.”

A faint smile appeared on Jinpaecheon’s lips. How could he not know that Geommugeuk had said those words for his own benefit?

On the other hand, Hwa-Yul-Cheong glared at Geommu-Geuk with a scary look. He had said so much, but he couldn’t say a word in rebuttal.
The emotion in his eyes was a dark aura that was thicker than murderous intent.

“Yeah, this is you right now, right?”

Hwarulcheong revealed himself.
Hwarulcheong’s prayer, which revealed his true prayer, was incomparable to that of the past.

An absolute master of the Dark Palace who has grown in power in the darkness for the past three hundred years.

At that time, Jin Pae-cheon spoke in a calm tone.

“Even though I am an audience member, I have to barge onto this stage. Is that okay?”

Then Geommugeuk smiled and answered.

“From the beginning, this stage was the lord’s stage.”

Geommugeuk took a step back, and Jinpaecheon stepped forward.

“Oh, and I will bring down the curtain on this stage.”

Then, looking down at his sword, he said something unexpected.

“After becoming the leader of the martial arts world, I was unable to display my true swordsmanship. As the leader, I couldn’t display such rough and violent swordsmanship without any dignity.”

So, the prayer he revealed seemed to be more violent, but instead, it was calm.

It was not a sea where strong winds blew so hard that he couldn’t even open his eyes like he usually prayed.

The sea in the darkness was extremely calm.

That’s why it was even scarier. Because I didn’t know what would happen in that sea from now on.

The dark energy flowing out of Hwa-Yul-Cheong’s body became more powerful. The bamboos around him began to wither due to that energy.

“I have no intention of sending people like you into the lower ranks.”

Jin Pae-cheon, who had now properly entered the stage and called Hwa-Yul-Cheong ‘people like you’, slowly drew his sword.

“I will bring you down with me as my era draws to a close.”