Absolute Regression Chapter 763

Episode 763 Hey, long time no see.

Geommu-geuk stood in a new space.
In the darkness.
He used his divine powers to look around. He found himself standing before a staircase leading down.

Letting the wind take you, a mysterious formation transported you here.

‘This is the place!’

The sword dance revealed that this was the entrance to the tombs of the past lords.

‘Thank you, Dan Gaju.’

Dansojin truly left a clue in his farewell. He couldn’t break the law, but he must have hoped. He wanted that dangerous object taken from the tomb.
Of course, he couldn’t have imagined he would actually find this place.

The location here was a true strategic move.
If it were a secret cemetery, one would naturally assume the entrance would be hidden deep within the rugged terrain.

Who would have thought that there would be an entrance hidden in such an open place?

And the sword dance was truly awe-inspiring.
A formation that required one to fully immerse oneself in the wind?
It was truly the first time I’d experienced such a graceful formation.

Whoever it was, at least one thing was certain. The person who created this formation in the past was undoubtedly a true master of formations. He was likely someone known and respected by everyone who studies and uses formations today.

Then, Geommu-geuk felt inwardly nervous. A formation like this one would be waiting down there.

Geommugeuk cautiously began to descend the stairs.
Already, the space itself felt mysterious. It was an aura incomparable to the fake swordsmanship he’d used to fight the Twelve Zodiac Kings.

As I descended the stairs, the surroundings grew brighter. And beneath the stairs, a long hallway awaited me, ending in a staircase that led back down to the basement.

‘This is the first gate!’

Geommugeuk scanned both walls of the corridor. Countless holes were perforated in the floor, walls, and ceiling. The moment he stepped into that corridor, the mechanism would activate, sending out hidden weapons or blades. Fortunately, it wasn’t a formation, but rather a mechanism.

The swordsman, who had been carefully examining the organ, made a decision.

‘Breaking through at high speed.’

I had no intention of damaging the institution by boasting about my skills. I came here as a quiet guest. I intend to leave without anyone knowing I’ve been there.

After calming his mind with a deep breath, Geommu-geuk flew forward. Having recently reached extreme speeds, he decided to increase his speed.

Shhhhh!

At the same time, the institutions responded simultaneously.

Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish!

In a flash, Geommu-geuk landed at the end of the hallway. His breathing was uninterrupted. He’d arrived here before he’d even taken a breath.

The corridor he had passed through was a web of hundreds of spearheads protruding from all sides like a spiderweb, then returning to their original state. The spearheads followed the rushing sword dance like a wave, like a blaze of flame. But they couldn’t keep up with the lightning.

Slurp, slurp, slurp.

The Sword Dance’s breakthrough surpassed the maximum speed of an intruder imagined by the creator of the device. Even the most skilled could not have gone faster than this. But the Sword Dance was even faster.
The Sword Dance’s renewing technique truly surpassed even the imagination of the creator of the device.

The sword dance, which had passed through the organ without a single scratch, went back down the stairs.

This floor is underground.

There was a second gate there.
The second gate to encounter the Sword Dance was far more dangerous than the previous one. That is, of course, if the target wasn’t the Sword Dance.

The moment he descended the last step, he could feel the sword dance.
A ray of poison entering his breath.

‘It’s an invisible poison!’

After making everyone anxious about what awaited them in the passage ahead, I sat down at the top of the stairs and read it. Secretly, without anyone knowing where or how I read it.

This gate, which used a really expensive intangible poison, was saying this.

Just die here!

Even a master who passed the first gate safely would not have been able to survive here.

The sword dance easily passed through the first and second gates and went down the stairs again.

Three floors underground.
At the third gate, the formation was activated.

Ss …

The place where Geommu-geuk stood changed. The surroundings became a barren field, and around it, phantoms like dark shadows appeared. The phantoms, armed with various weapons, charged toward Geommu-geuk.

Geommugeuk tilted his head, wondering what was going on.

Love, love, love.

Geommu-geuk slashed away at the phantoms that rushed in from all directions. Despite the overwhelming number of attacks, Geommu-geuk was no longer the same.

The sword energy that flew from the Black Magic Sword swept through them. Even though they used the same internal energy, the number of kills varied.

The phantoms continued to charge over the corpses. It was a number that even a master’s internal energy would never be able to handle, but even the creator of this formation miscalculated. Surely no one could withstand this number of enemies? Here they were.

Puaaaak!

As the sword dance was cut off at the last welcome, the formation was destroyed.

Ss …

The swordsmanship of the Sword Masters truly overwhelmed the gates. Each of the three gates required speed, venom, and internal energy beyond human limits, and the Sword Masters were practically their natural enemy.

Yeah, it can’t be helped. They probably wouldn’t have thought someone this strong would come.

As I cleared the third gate, a massive stone gate appeared before me.
I had finally reached the tomb.

As Geommugeuk opened the stone gate and entered, a magnificent interior revealed itself.
The immensely high ceiling overwhelmed those who entered, and stone statues stood everywhere.
Some depicted warriors wielding swords, others wielding swords. Some depicted themselves thrusting their fists forward, while others sat on a throne.

From their equally majestic appearances, one could tell that they were the leaders of the Apostles of all time.

And murals were painted on all four walls.
Had a great battle been fought?
Flames were raging, and corpses littered the landscape. Standing tall among them was a warrior. He, too, must have been one of the leaders of the Apostolic Alliance.

And in the center was a display case, filled with the legacies of the Apostolic Lords. There were also the martial arts equipment and the new weapons they had used.

It was a martial art that the leaders of each era had mastered and used, so you could tell how precious it was without even looking at it.

And there it was.
Laid out on the pure white cloth, it was clearly the last purple bead, midnight.

“There’s our youngest!”

Geommugeuk strode towards it with brisk strides.
Then, holding the midnight clock, he looked down at it quietly.

The sixth and final bead.
The masterminds have been doing everything they can to obtain the energy of this bead.

The swordsman looked down at it with deep eyes.

Clang.

Suddenly, he threw the midnight oil he was holding onto the floor.
It shattered into pieces.

Ssssssss.

Even as the purple aura spread out in all directions, Geommu-geuk simply watched in silence.
It was then.

“Why are you doing this?”

A secret door opened in the wall, and a man rushed out.
To my surprise, it was Dan So-jin, the head of the Baek Chong family, who managed the tomb. He had likely been hiding there, secretly observing the situation inside.

“Wasn’t that the bead you were looking for?”
“That’s right. I fought those guys for it.”
“But why did you break it?”

He looked down at the broken midnight and spoke calmly.

“Because it’s fake.”

Dansojin asked with a surprised face.

“Was it fake?”

Geommugeuk nodded silently.

“How did you know it was fake?”

Geommugeuk, who had been staring at him quietly, answered honestly for some reason.

“I found the other beads earlier. They were hidden in places difficult to find. But this one was right there, out in plain sight. It was in the most conspicuous place.”
“You broke it just for that reason? Couldn’t it have been exposed for some other reason?”
“Of course not.”

When I received the last bead, neither my orbit nor the energy within my body responded. How could that be? It was the last energy, so how could there be no response?

Shocking words came out of Geommugeuk’s mouth.

“This tomb here is also fake.”

Dansojin made a bewildered expression.

“Fake? I’m here, what do you mean?”

Geommugeuk looked at Dansojin.

“It’s fake because you’re here.”
“!”

Dansojin’s expression hardened.

“What on earth are you talking about?”
“It became clear the moment I saw you.”

Dansojin did not hide her displeasure.

“Is this all you can do to repay the favor I have shown you?”

He was so shocked, he was furious.
A calm explanation of the sword dance flowed out.

“The wind formation created at the entrance was truly amazing.”

This is the first time I have experienced such a great strategy.

“But compared to that, the internal formation was far too ordinary. The formation leading into the entrance was so impressive, but the gates guarding the interior were nothing more than this? They fired spears, spit poison, and phantoms attacked from within the formation. It was the kind of commonplace machinery and formation you see everywhere.”

The swordsman said decisively.

“I thought that whoever created the entrance formation would never have created such a common formation.”

That was also the reason why Geommu-geuk tilted his head while destroying the formation of the third and final gate.

“So I thought about it. If he had formed a formation here, what kind of formation would he have formed? If anyone were to enter here, they would undoubtedly be after the legacies of the past lords. Then, a legendary formation came to mind.”

A single technique flowed out from the mouth of the swordsman.

“Like a fantasy formation!”

It was an age-old method that allowed those who were immersed in the method to obtain what they most desired. It
gave treasure to those who desired treasure, and secrets to those who desired martial arts secrets.

But the moment you seize it, you’re forever locked in the dharma. While you rejoice in obtaining it and wander within the dharma, the actual party ultimately dies from exhaustion of their true energy.

There is only one method of destruction.
The moment you acquire it, you must reject it. Just as the Sword Dance Theater previously broke midnight,
this method of destruction was the most difficult for humans to overcome.

“It was already inside the formation from the first gate.”

The formation had already been activated from the moment they first fell into the darkness.

“Linked formation.”

It was a skill befitting the creator of the wind formation. Whoever it was, it was someone who could truly be called the god of formations.

“What’s even more surprising is that the law wasn’t destroyed even though I refused what I wanted.”

At that time, Dansojin showed a different appearance from before.

“The little cult leader is truly an amazing person!”

He exclaimed with great admiration, as if he had tested everything.
He took another box from his bosom and handed it to Geommugeuk.

“Here’s the real bead. I’m sorry for testing you, Young Master. I wanted to see if you could destroy the Yeowon Fantasy Circle.”

Geommugeuk received the box and opened it. Inside was a purple orb that shone even more brilliantly than before.

“That’s really amazing.”

Dansojin asked with a curious expression in response to the admiration of Geommugeuk.

“Is that such a remarkable bead? What purpose does it serve?”
“I wasn’t referring to the bead.”

The swordsman picked up the bead.

Clang.

This time, too, he broke it without hesitation.
Dansojin looked at Geommugeuk in surprise.

“He created a formation that required not only a linked formation, but also a double-destruction formation.”
“Double-destruction? What does that mean?”

Then, Geommugeuk revealed a shocking truth.

“It’s you. You are part of the formation, and you are the second subversive method, arranged to prevent the formation from being destroyed.” ”
!”
“You don’t even seem to realize that you are playing such a role.”

Dansojin shouted.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Then Geommugeuk suddenly asked.

“What kind of person are you?”
“What?”
“Think about what kind of person you are.”

After a moment, Geommugeuk asked again.

“You are a loyal man. You would gladly sacrifice your life to protect this tomb. Your last words to me were the best you could do, the utmost consideration. And you must have done it with great heart. Yet you wait for me here? You found that elusive bead, kept it in your bosom, and tested me? In this sacred tomb you cherish more than your own life? Are you that kind of person?”

Dansojin looked confused by that question.

“I…I’m not that kind of person.”

The moment he admits it.

Ss …

Dan So-jin’s form began to disappear. He truly was the second saboteur. If someone else had penetrated this far, the saboteur would have appeared not as Dan So-jin, but as someone else with whom he had formed a connection.

Anyone who enters here must not only pass through the three gates of the Dharma, but must also reject what they desperately desire.
Even if they reject that, they must also reject a second temptation.

In the end, it was a formation that could never be destroyed by anyone who had any greed in the first place.

Bam.

At that moment, a booklet fell where Dansojin had disappeared.

―Passion of heavenly energy.

When Geommugeuk opened the book, this was what was written.

―I leave the enlightenment of my later years to the descendants who have broken my chain of command. Ghostly child.

Geommu-geuk didn’t know about Gui Heo-ja. But at least if he was the one who created these two formations, wouldn’t this secret weapon he left behind be the Nine Fire Demonic Arts of the formation world?

Geommu-geuk treasured the booklet in his bosom. He believed that obtaining such a chance at such a time was a divine will.

“I will use it to help the world.”

Only then did the formation begin to disappear.

Swoosh.

The surroundings of the sword dance changed. The place that had once been the interior of the tomb disappeared, leaving the darkness where the sword dance had first fallen.

And then, a massive stone gate appeared before my eyes.
It was the entrance to a true tomb.
As if to prove it, the face of a wolf, the guardian stone statue that stood at the entrance to the Apostolic Alliance’s leader’s shrine, was carved into the center of the gate.
Its appearance was unparalleled bravery, as if it were guarding the souls of the previous leaders.

“Hey, long time no see.”

Geommugeuk pushed the door with both hands.

Krrrrung.

It was the moment when the layered history of the Apostle’s martial arts world was revealed. Even the scent of those years was different from before.