Absolute Regression Chapter 714

Episode 714: It was dark so I couldn’t see it well.

There was no sound.
No matter how loud the fighting outside, Geommugeuk couldn’t hear.
Right now, Geommugeuk was lost in his own world.

As he melted the bloodless spirit into his internal energy, only thoughts related to internal energy and martial arts filled his mind.

Normally, a state of selflessness would come about through martial arts training or some other kind of enlightenment.
But now, as I melted the energy of the bloodless death into my internal energy, I entered a state of selflessness.

Perhaps it was because the process of dissolving was so dramatic, and the energy itself was so immense.
An immense amount of internal energy, greater than any elixir I’d ever taken, began to accumulate in my dantian. No matter how much I dissolved, it never seemed to end.

What greater joy could there be for an unmanned being?

Geommu-geuk strove to not miss a single gift fate had bestowed upon him. Even the fate that had been forged by the evil Soma stabbing his heart.

And what I gained from this experience wasn’t just internal energy.
First of all, in the process of defeating the Bloodless, I discovered many new blood channels. I was able to direct my energy in ways I’d never before imagined, and thanks to this, I was able to unleash my first attacks more efficiently.

A little faster, a little stronger.
In the realm of swordsmanship, “a little more” was a word that could determine victory or defeat countless times.

One more thing.
The process of enduring to the end while protecting his heart was truly a profound experience for Geommu-geuk.
It was the worst, and it was helpful. It was no wonder Geommu-geuk, who was more accustomed to enduring pain than anyone else, fell into a state of mental apathy.
Experiencing his own limitations made Geommu-geuk more mature and stronger.

The sword dance drama instinctively felt
that he was one step closer to the greatness of the Nine-Hwa Demonic Clan, which had been vaguely known.
It occurred to him that perhaps seeing the Heavenly Demon Spirit in the heart of the demonic realm wasn’t a coincidence.

“Ah, so that’s what you felt. The reason my father went into hiding.”

I had a feeling that if I reached out, I would achieve great success. I needed one last training session.

Woohoo.

In this way, Geommu-geuk was completely absorbed in his own world, absorbing all the remaining bloody energy into his internal energy.

* * *

Choaaaak.

The evil Soma wiped the blood from his dagger.
The eyes of the innocent onlookers, who watched him slay the Jukrip warriors, were filled with respect.

Meanwhile, Hwadomyeong’s expression hardened into a cold grimace.
It was the combined attack of two individuals who had mastered the Dark Arts. They hadn’t even considered losing, and even if they did, they expected to inflict fatal injuries on the Evil Soma before dying. They had assumed they would at least drain his internal energy.
However, not a single drop of blood splattered on the Evil Soma’s pristine white mask.

Now, the smiling mask of the evil Soma is the smile of a god of death.

Hwadomyeong’s heart calmed as the chill of death approached. “To face death, I must be equally fearful,”
he said, waving his fan gently.

“I am a person who cannot be messed with.”

A look of laughter flashed through the eyes of the evil soma.

“Then does that mean our little leader is someone we can mess with?”

Hwadomyeong couldn’t refute those words.
The evil soma slowly walked towards Hwadomyeong.

“If you touch me, you will definitely be killed by your family.”

No threat could make that white, smiling death retreat.

“Then I must kill him. Before the young cult leader wakes up.”

It was the ultimate evil soma’s will not to let the sword dance become the target of revenge.
Hwadomyeong could sense it. The ultimate evil soma was determined to kill him. Now, he had no choice.

Hwadomyeong took a vial from his bosom. He
opened the cork and poured it onto his face.

Wow.

The flowing liquid began to erase the pure white makeup.

This very makeup was the seal that controlled him.

When I was injured earlier, I resolved to resolve this matter even if it meant breaking the seal, but I never thought I would actually do it.
I couldn’t help it. The evil Soma’s inaction was beyond imagination.

As the makeup was removed, his true face was revealed.

His face was adorned with countless faint lines. These were the same lines and circles that had formed when the Jukrip warriors had previously unleashed their dark magic, as well as many others.

It looked like a face had been pieced together.
Lines were drawn vertically, diagonally, and in various patterns. Some were recognizable swirls, while others were completely unidentifiable.

It was even stranger because the lines were so faint. They looked like wrinkles, or like scars.

It was a mark born of greed.
Hwadomyeong, in his pursuit of power while mastering the Dark Arts, suffered this side effect.
To conceal this mark, he wore heavy makeup.

Saaaaak.

Now, those faint lines began to darken.
The line across the ball darkened, the circle overlapping it darkened, and even the diagonal line next to it darkened.
Jukripin, who had been observing this, sent out a telegram.

-You shouldn’t overlap like that.

Then Hwadomyeong sent a soft message.

-If I don’t do it? You want me to die to that evil soma?

Meanwhile, all the lines on my face became darker.

Choaak.

As I unfolded the fan, I noticed that the fan had changed.

Black fan.

The color of the fan had also changed to black. Where the beautiful woman had once been depicted, a terrifying evil spirit was now depicted.

The change wasn’t just external. Hwadomyeong’s prayers had completely changed. A dark power flickered within his intensely shining eyes.

“Now, hand over my little leader!”

Choaaaak!

The moment you unfold your fan!

Papapapapak!

A torrent of energy swept through the place where the evil soma had stood.
Hwado-myeong appeared in front of the evil soma, who had flung himself to avoid it. He appeared suddenly, as if a ghost were appearing.
If the dark enchantment the woman had previously used was at this level, his was now at the third level.

A liquid that breaks.
Boom!

The evil soma, who had been hit by debt, was pushed back.
Hwadomyeong followed like a shadow.

Breaking liquid! Breaking liquid!

Hwadomyeong quickly stabbed the evil demon’s vital point with a folded black line. The black line flying towards him was as sharp and powerful as a sword.

As Hwadomyeong fanned his fan faster and faster, the three lines he used to cast the dark magic became redder.

The reddening of the line was a warning signal that one was using more than one’s abilities.
However, Hwadomyeong increased his attack speed. The third stage of the Dark Demon Art surpassed even the speed of the Evil Soma.

Phew!

The evil soma allowed another attack.
Had it not been for the self-defense technique, the force would have shattered his shoulder blade.
As the evil soma staggered back, Hwadomyeong, seeing this as an opportunity, lunged forward.

Swish!

A sudden gust of wind blew into Hwadomyeong’s face.

Phew!

I barely managed to block the blow that Hwadomyeong was wielding by twisting the fan. If I had been even a little later, my forehead would have been pierced.

The angry Hwadomyeong’s counterattack flew away.

Whoooooooooooo!

The wind blew.
It wasn’t an ordinary wind. It was a dark turbulence, a wind mixed with an invisible force.

The evil Soma raised his spirit and flew away.

Swoosh.

The trees behind me weren’t smashed to pieces, but fell silently, falling to the ground. The wind was a silent assassin.

Slurp, slurp!

The wind continued to blow towards the place where the evil soma was avoiding, and trees and rocks were cut down.

This time, the symbol signifying dark turbulence turned red.
The more he pushed himself, the greater the shock it inflicted on his body, but Hwadomyeong didn’t stop attacking. Truly, if his opponent hadn’t been the evil Soma, he would never have pushed himself this hard.

Whirlwind, whirlwind, whirlwind!

Hwadomyeong spun rapidly in place. The lines of his dark magic grew redder, and the swirling pattern on his face began to darken.

Whirlwind! Whirlwind! Whirlwind!

From the main tornado, a dozen or so branches branched out.
These weren’t just any tornadoes. They were powerful whirlwinds of energy that could shatter flesh and bone with a single brush.

One of the dark divine arts, Dark Wheel, has been unleashed.

The whirlwinds followed the evil soma like living creatures.
The evil soma quickly fled from them, sending bloodshot wounds at the main tornado.

Swish!

Unable to break through the spinning momentum, the bloody embers were blown away.
The subsequent magical explosion was also deflected. Because it was deflected in any direction, it was impossible to attack recklessly.

Whirlwind, whirlwind, whirlwind!

The whirlwind was growing larger.
If it continued this way, it would inflict damage even where Geommu-geuk was sitting. That was exactly what Hwadomyeong was aiming for. The flustered, evil Soma would inevitably reveal his weakness.

At that moment, as small whirlwinds pressed against the evil Soma from all sides,
the new form of the evil Soma soared.
The small whirlwinds all flew towards the sword master.

The ultimate evil soma’s target was the central tornado.
And of all places, the very top!
Sure enough, there was no tornado there.

Towards Hwadomyeong, who was looking up at him with a surprised face from the center of the whirlwind below.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

He unleashed a powerful blast of lightning into it.

Kwaaaaang!

The tornado exploded with a tremendous roar.
When the dust settled, the figure of Hwado Myeong was revealed.

Bam.

His face, spewing blood, was covered in red lines. He was using the Dark Circle, and he was overdoing it. His face was twisted in pain.

He was pushing himself too hard.
But he couldn’t help pushing himself too hard. Even though he pushed himself to the point of death, the evil Soma didn’t die and kept charging at him.

Hwadomyeong used up his last bit of strength.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Fans and knives flew swiftly, ready to stab their opponents.
Red lines stretched across Hwadomyeong’s face again.
The fan unfolded and closed, stabbing and striking. It moved with the speed of lightning.
Despite its apparent speed, it failed to catch the evil Soma. Its power was no less.

But he failed to capture the evil Soma.
He didn’t know. There was something he couldn’t keep up with.

This was the very real experience of the Extreme Evil Soma.
While he had been ruining his body and immersed himself in the Dark Divine Arts, the Extreme Evil Soma had been locked in a life-or-death struggle with the Sword Dance.
The Extreme Evil Soma had already deciphered the Hwado Myung’s attack patterns and habits.

Phew!

Blood spurted out as Hwadomyeong’s arm was sliced by the dagger of the evil soma.
Then Hwadomyeong saw. A
white mask, poking through the blood flying through the air, was about to plunge the dagger into his heart. The eyes beneath that mask were smiling.

Just when I thought it was over!

Whoaah!

A curtain of darkness suddenly appeared and swallowed the evil Soma.

The one who unfurled the curtain was none other than the last of the Jukripin. His forehead was painted with a thick black line, and above it was a red circle.

Darkness Barrier.

One of his secret moves has been revealed.

“I can’t hold out for long.”

He too disappeared, as if seeping into the darkness.

Hwadomyeong couldn’t hold out for long either.
Now, Hwadomyeong’s face was completely covered in red lines.

He walked towards the Sword Dance Theater. He planned to kill all the masked guests, subdue the Sword Dance Theater’s internal energy, and then flee. This was his last chance for a comeback.

The maskless guests exchanged glances, knowing full well the power Hwadomyeong had previously wielded.

Five masked men split left and right and ran toward him.
The remaining five masked men lined up in front of Geommugeuk. They injected their internal energy from the back to the front. They concentrated their energy on the person in front.

Hwadomyeong fanned his fan fiercely.

“You annoying bastards! Get out!”

The strong energy released from the fan flew towards the innocent guests with tremendous force.

Aaaa …

The masked man standing at the very front blocked the strong energy by shouting.

Kwaaang!

It was an attack that shook the earth, but the five people’s internal energy gathered together and blocked his attack.

Oh my gosh.

When the first masked guest was injured and started vomiting blood, the masked guest behind him stood in his place and sent the injured masked guest to the back.

Meanwhile, the five masked men who had run ahead, the crescent moon, the spider, the cloud, the wolf, and the flames, attacked him from all sides.

If he hadn’t overexerted himself in his previous fight with the evil Soma, he would have easily won, having unleashed his dark divine powers.
However, his physical condition wasn’t normal, and his mind was anxious.

puck!

The sparks struck by the attack rolled across the floor. Crescent Moon flew in, embracing him and rolling with him.
Hwadomyeong was determined to kill at least one of them, but the other innocents wouldn’t let them.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

The maskless guests all unleashed a barrage of gusts.
Unable to block the gusts, they struck his self-defense weapon.

As the fight didn’t go his way, Hwadomyeong grew more agitated. His face flushed red, almost bursting. He was nearly at his limit.

Hwadomyeong made his final move.
He simply pushed through the attacks of the unarmed men.

The man with the deadly blade pushed forward, unleashing the Dark Iron God technique to its limit. The three red circles were glowing blood-red.

Kang! Kaang! Kaaang! Kang!

Neither the wind nor the dagger struck.
Hwadomyeong pushed forward, physically striking the unarmed men who tried to block his path.

‘That’s it!’

The moment Hwadomyeong flew to snatch the sword dance.

Phew!

Silence fell upon the place along with the sound of flesh being torn.

Blood gushing from his mouth, Hwadomyeong looked down at his chest.
A dagger was embedded in it. A
black circle appeared in the air, from which only an arm emerged, stabbing him.

Ssssssssss.

The black circle with the protruding arm grew larger and larger, revealing a figure.
It was the evil Soma. In his other hand, not holding the dagger, he held the head of a man with dead skin.

The evil Soma broke through the Dark Barrier and emerged. As he emerged, the surrounding darkness vanished.

Hwadomyeong spoke with difficulty, his face etched with red lines. He still wanted to live. If he survived, he would one day be able to exact his revenge.

“If you save me…….”

Before the conditions could come out of his mouth, the evil Soma cut him off.

“It was dark so I couldn’t see well.”

After saying something incomprehensible,
the evil Soma quickly pulled out the dagger embedded in his chest and stabbed him squarely in the heart.

Phew!

Hwadomyeong fell to the ground, dying instantly.
The evil Soma tossed the head he was holding next to Hwadomyeong’s fallen body. This was the moment when all enemies in the area met their demise.

The evil Soma looked back at his subordinates. He said nothing, but his eyes spoke volumes.

You’ve worked hard.

Then, I sat down in front of Geommugeuk. Having been confident when I closed my eyes, I wanted to be confident when I opened them. Because I knew better than anyone how hard Geommugeuk had worked to get to this point.

“Don’t worry about anything and sleep well.”

The maskless wanderers scattered around.
Some treated their own wounds, while others tended to those of their companions. Some fell asleep against a tree, while others stood on its branches, gazing into the distant forest. Still others crouched on the ground, gazing up at the moon.

In that place, where corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river, everyone rested quietly and waited for the sword dance to awaken.