Absolute Regression Chapter 757

757th Light comes in through the broken gap

The swordsman who was exchanging swords with the Sword King put down his sword.

Shhh.

The Sword King’s flying sword stopped precariously before Geommugeuk’s neck.
If he didn’t trust the Sword King, he wouldn’t have stopped defending so defenselessly.

Geommu-geuk’s gaze was fixed on the King of Yin. The Blood Heavenly Demon and the Ilhwa Sword Lord who had been attacking him vanished in an instant.
Geommu-geuk spoke without looking at the King of Yin.

“Brother, I’m getting more and more angry.”

Then, a silent answer was heard.

“I know.”
“Okay, then.”

Geommu-geuk slowly walked toward the Yin King. The Sword King quietly followed behind him. They walked as if they were on the same side, but it was clear that he was following behind to protect the Yin King.

The Sword King no longer cared about Geommugeuk. He regarded him as a landscape. He was a rock blocking his path, a fallen log. He was a green forest that spoke incomprehensibly, a girl weeping with a face full of sorrow.
And to Geommugeuk, he was still a beautiful landscape.

The sword dance walked up to the King of Yin. The soundproofing formation that Blood Heavenly Sword and Ilhwa Sword had previously torn apart was now spread out anew.

Thump, thump.

Geommugeuk struck the soundproofing with his hand. He felt an invisible barrier.

“Where are you two?”

The King of Yin stared intently into Geommugeuk’s eyes and answered.

“It’s hell.”

He should have been angry, but Geommugeuk didn’t get angry.

“It’s okay, since you’ve been going in and out of hell as if it were your own home.”
“This hell will be different.”

The King of Sound began playing the song that had previously sent the two men somewhere. At the climax of the song, the two men disappeared.

“This song is called ‘Ode to Despair.’ It’s a song I really like.”

The King of Sound’s fingers, which had been plucking the invisible strings, stopped for a moment.

“It probably won’t be easy to get out.”

The sound energy he demonstrated was not ordinary sound energy. It was a technique of confining sound energy within illusion, the Hwan-eum-gong (幻音功).

It is the sound attack that made the Blood Heavenly Sword and the Ilhwa Sword disappear, so it will not be an easy attack to destroy, as he said.

“Any sorcery has a way of being destroyed.”

Then, the sound king smiled leisurely inside the soundproof room.

“Does my performance seem like mere sorcery?”
“I know it isn’t.”

But as much as he believed in his own yin yang, Geommu-geuk believed in the two Ma-jons.

“But the person who is imprisoned isn’t just some expert, right?”

This is what I was curious about about the sword dance.

“Are you two possibly trapped in the same place?”
“Yes.”

As the King of Evil nodded, a look of relief crossed Geommugeuk’s face.

“Then you’ll get out safely.”
“Why are you so sure?”

Why? Because you don’t know what will happen to the old man who fell into hell with the Sword Master.

“Have you ever risked your life to protect someone?”

The king couldn’t answer right away.

“No? That’s why your music isn’t that great.”

In that moment, the King of Yin’s expression hardened. No matter how hard he tried to control his mind, the young cult leader continued to turn his heart inside out.

“If you don’t want to see the demons torn to pieces, tell Dan Gaju the location of the grave.”

Geommugeuk looked back at Dansojin. He was looking at him with a tense expression. If the Demon Lord threatened his life, Geommugeuk would undoubtedly comply.

“If you speak so bluntly, will that person reveal his location?”
“That’s up to you, Young Master. If you wish to save the Demon Lord, then do so.”
“You overestimate me.”

When Geommugeuk looked at him again, Dansojin clearly expressed his intention.

“I know the situation is urgent, but I can’t tell you.”

Geommugeuk looked at the King of Yin again.

“Is that so?”

The King of Yin’s expression hardened at the playful reaction of the sword dance.

“They said they were like parents to me, but you, the young cult leader, are indeed a ruthless person.”

The sword dance stared at him intently.

“Okay, let’s say I’m a ruthless bastard. Why are you being so stubborn?”
“What do you mean?”
“You know that, don’t you? In this situation, even if the Apostle Leader himself came, he wouldn’t be able to figure it out. Why are you so stubborn when you clearly know it’s impossible?”
“If you were the Young Leader…”

The sword dance cut off the words.

“Yeah, I was confused at first by all this praise. These guys really overestimate me. Yeah, I’m good enough to deserve this overestimation. They must be quite impatient. Yeah, it’s understandable they’d be impatient.”

The eyes of the swordsman became sharp.

“But that’s impossible. Showing such a weakness at such a crucial time? Yes, you can. How could someone who spent all day playing the lute have such thorough plans? But the person who sent you wasn’t that sloppy, was he?”

The sword dance stared intently into his dead eyes.

“What is that man up to? What orders did he give you?”

Strictly speaking, this was also a disregard for the King of Yin. The sword dance constantly provoked him, and the King of Yin struggled to maintain his composure.

“Stop wasting your time. Even at this hour, you demons are dying.”

It was just as he was finishing his speech.

Puaaaak!

The air in front of the King of Yin tore open, and something burst forth.
It was a sword covered in blood. The King of Yin almost got stabbed in the face by it.

Jjieeeeeek.

The sword began to slice through the air. A crack appeared in the air, as if an invisible curtain had been torn open.

But soon the sword vanished again. From the torn gap, a sizzling heat, the smell of blood, and the sound of something exploding could be heard.

Phew!

The sword popped out again from there.

Jjieeeeeek.

This time the sword swung downward, tearing a longer section of space.

Oh my gosh.

At that moment, blood flowed from the corner of the King’s mouth.
The King began to play the pipa quickly again.

Then, the space that had been open began to close again. The howls from beyond grew louder.
But then.

Puaaaaaaah!

This time, something huge burst through.
It was the Bloody Heavenly Sword of Destruction.

Bam!

The King of Yin spurted blood. He could no longer play and stepped back.

Jjieeeeeek.

The invisible curtain was completely torn, revealing the scene inside.
It was a veritable hell, a red, infernal landscape. Corpses lay strewn about, and blood flowed like a river.

“Kuaaaah!”

The creatures that were rushing towards it were beasts, resembling ferocious beasts.
The sword energy of Ilhwageomjeon was sweeping through the place.

Scream, scream,
scream. Paaaaaaaak!

The Great Sword of Destruction unleashed a powerful energy. The wave of energy shattered the monsters that surged toward it, pushing them back.

Boom! Kwaaang! Boom! Boom!

The monsters’ corpses were shattered and scattered with a loud explosion.
The screams and explosions subsided.
Silence soon followed.

Jjieeeek.

The space was torn even further apart.
Soon, Ilhwageomjon walked out.
She then went back inside.

“Let’s go now.”

He dragged the blood clot out by force.

“Look at that! Just take those things from me!”

The blood-covered Bloodthirsty Demon continued swinging his Destruction Sword until the moment he emerged. The monsters rolled around, blood clots tumbling down. Beyond them, terrified monsters could be seen fleeing.
As Bloodthirsty Demon emerged, the space completely vanished.

Ss …

The sword dance play made fun of the bloody swordsman.

“Did you fight all by yourself?”

Unlike the clean martial arts uniform of Ilhwageomjeon, the blood-stained sword was covered in blood.

“Damn it! Where’s the water? Where’s something to wipe it with?”

Bloodthirsty Demon frowned as he wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve.

“Why do you hate blood so much when you have blood in your nickname?”

Bloody Heavenly Sword said to Geommu Geuk.

“I told you to cut off the author’s arm, didn’t I? I won’t do it with the arm. I’ll cut off all his limbs.”

Bloody Heavenly Sword was about to rush in again, but Geommu-geuk stopped it.

“First, wipe off the blood. There’s something to wipe it off in the hyuknang.”

After forcing the Bloody Swordsman back, Geommu-geuk stepped forward.
A new soundproof formation blocked his path.

“Are you going to mock my music again?”

It could have been said that it was a two-person walking path rather than hell, but Geommugeuk shook his head.

“I told you. I’m doing this because I’m scared of you.”

The King of Music silently wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and began playing again.

“The power of music is amazing.”

As a melody flowed through the air,
Taesu suddenly burst into laughter like a madman.

“Hahahahaha!”

Jihan, who was standing next to them, also burst into laughter. Their expressions and eyes revealed their inability to control their emotions, but they couldn’t stop laughing.

The sword dance didn’t get angry at his prank. Instead, it clapped its hands in agreement.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you two smile. Play with even more energy!”

But the Yin King didn’t do that. He might be able to make the two demons laugh, but it would require a tremendous amount of internal energy to do so.

“I could make you laugh until you die.”
“That would be better than crying to death.”

The King of Music’s performance changed. Taesu and Jihan, who had been laughing, suddenly stopped laughing.
Then, suddenly, they burst into tears. And they didn’t just cry. They were literally shedding tears.

Jihan shed tears for the first time since he became a child. He was astonished to find so many tears welling up in his eyes.

The King of Music’s performance changed again.

This time, Taesu and Jihan, their faces furious, threw punches at each other. It wasn’t some unseen force controlling them. This anger was clearly their own.

He manipulated human emotions through his lute performance. I’ve seen many masters of the lute, but this was the first time he had ever manipulated human emotions so effectively.

“Don’t you know how fragile human emotions are? We’re all broken beings. You, Young Master, are no exception.”

Geommugeuk answered calmly.

“Isn’t that great? Light comes through that broken crack. That light illuminates the dark hole in my heart. Ah, so here’s my hole. It wasn’t just one hole. I realized it again.”

The Sword King, Blood Heavenly Sword Master, and Ilhwa Sword Master knew what Geommu-geuk meant. They had met Geommu-geuk, and thus were able to see through that hole.

But the King of Yin didn’t know the exact meaning of those words. He still thought that Geommu-geuk was mocking him.

“Little Leader, look at your hole!”

He began to play in earnest. The sound was noticeably different from his previous performances.

Follow me.

The melody, trembling delicately and embroidering the space, created a fantasy in everyone’s hearts. As if by magic, the scene suddenly changed.

Taesu looked at his father. It was at that very moment that he had said something hurtful to him.

―Is your father’s principle for doing good, or is it to justify stealing?

My father turned away without saying a word. At the time, I vaguely thought I’d said something I shouldn’t have, but now I saw the deep hurt on his face.

‘Father, I’m sorry.’

Jihan saw the figure of Cheon Dae-ung, the leader of the Hwa-ryong sect of the Four Kings.

“You traitor! You betrayed the organization to save your own life!”

Regardless of how much he tormented and mistreated her, she was not the type to betray anyone. Whether she knew it or not, it left a deep scar.

The Apostle Alliance’s Muin Pungdo and Baekjonggaju Dansojin each saw their own visions for a moment.
And Hyuldo Doma and Ilhwa Geomjon also stopped moving for a moment.

I saw the sword dance too. He was someone I never imagined would appear before me at this moment.

It was the weapon of the day.
He looked down at himself, impaled and lying with Ian, with a mocking look.

-The woman died and you lived.

Of course, this moment never actually happened. It was a scene created by my own imagination.
It was a moment when my anger should have exploded, but instead, I smiled. I came such a long way to see you.

-Nice to meet you, Hwamoogi.

The next moment, Geommu-geuk’s eyes snapped open, snapping out of his reverie. Fire weapons were no longer a wound to Geommu-geuk. They weren’t objects of hatred or fear.
It wasn’t, “I’ll kill you,” but rather, Fire weapons were simply a part of his life. He couldn’t get sick, he couldn’t have an accident, he couldn’t lose to Fire weapons.

Was that why? That fantasy really did pass in an instant. Because I didn’t feel anything special about him.

When Geommu-geuk opened his eyes, the King of Yin was playing the pipa and shouting.

“Killing sound!”

Choooo …

A powerful aura created by the sound wave flew towards everyone.
Blood Heavenly Demon regained consciousness after the sword dance.

Boom! Bang!

He repeatedly warded off the yin blasts that flew towards him and the Ilhwa Sword Master.
The Ilhwa Sword Master opened his eyes a moment late. Seeing her dark complexion, Blood Heavenly Sword Master secretly wondered.

‘What did you see?’

Bloody Censor didn’t ask. And he won’t ask again. By taking a step back, both the hardships and the good will become clearer. Just the right distance, where respect, not coldness, prevails.

Pffffffffffff!

The one who blocked the attacks from the others behind him was Geommu-geuk.
The expression of surprise on the King’s face deepened.

“Woke up from the Wounded Soul Song so quickly!”

He stared at Geommugeuk with a look of disbelief.
His surprise soon gave way to excitement. He abandoned the courtesy he had always shown Geommugeuk.

“Little Leader, you are truly remarkable, I admit it. You deserve to hear my song!”

A light seemed to shine from his dull, lifeless eyes.

“This is a song I recently composed! This will be the first time I’m sharing it with you.”

As his hand brushed the pipa, a clear, deep sound flowed out.
As the King of Yin’s prayer deepened, so did the sound of the pipa.

The notes from his lute resonated around him, echoing with his melodies. Gold and silver shone brilliantly, as if a musical score were being drawn around him. The sight was like gazing at the stars in the night sky.

The sounds of music could be heard from all around, as if dozens of people were playing together. The melody made the listener’s heart race.

Geommugeuk had a hunch. This time, he was going to show his mettle. Geommugeuk raised his internal energy.

A cold sneer formed on the King’s face.

“You said you’d protect them all? Just watch over them for a moment. What did you say? Are you some kind of god?”

The moment he finished speaking, light poured out from the objects floating in the air.
At that very moment!

Shh …

There was a single ray of light cutting through that bright light.
A light that cuts through light.

Crunch!

When the light faded, everyone could see.
The Sword King stood before him, his back turned to the Yin King.
A single drop of blood dripped from his sword, which was outstretched to the side.
The next moment.

Boom, roll.

The king’s head fell to the floor and rolled to the side.

The Seventh Sword of the Intangible God Sword, Intangible Life.

With that sword, the light was cut, the soundproofing was cut, his music and his throat were cut.

Chaaaaaaaah!

Blood spurted into the air like a fountain from the King of Darkness’s severed neck. Blood rained down from the King of Swords’ body like a torrential downpour.