Absolute Regression Chapter 765

Episode 765: Instead of the smell of blood, a fragrant smell

The sword dance group bowed their heads respectfully and paid homage to the bones of the Lord Ju Gao, the leader of the Apostolic Alliance three hundred years ago.

“Three hundred years have passed since the time of the leader’s activities. I don’t know what happened then, but I believe these beads were divided and stored for the peace of the martial arts world.”

Of course, this bead might not have been shared for the sake of peace in the martial arts world. There must have been some tangled conflict, with both sides keeping each other in check.

“With this bead, I will definitely protect the peace that my seniors have tried to protect.”

Geommugeuk carefully lifted the purple orb from Baekgol’s hand. As Geommugeuk took the midnight, the vibrating bead in his bosom began to vibrate even more vigorously.

The sword dance bowed its head to Baekgol.

“thank you.”

Then, as if it had been waiting, the coffin door closed automatically.

Chaarreung.

And then, after entering the original coffin chamber, the secret door closed. There was no trace of the door in the wall between the guardian statues.

Geommugeuk pulled the secret weapon from his bosom. He was more nervous than ever before, having absorbed the bead’s energy.
The secret weapon was smiling, as always. It felt like only yesterday, when he’d painted a smile on her face.

“Bigwi, you’re the youngest!”

Woohoo.

A purple bead was placed on the vibrating table.

Slurp.

Midnight was sucked into the crypt as if a soft liquid was being absorbed.

Woof!

The orbit, which had vibrated violently once, floated into the air. Normally, it would spin in the air, but today was different.

Shoooooooooooo!

A purple radiance emanated from the dagger.
Then, the five energies awakened within his body, each emitting their own distinct colors. These five energies transformed into light, piercing through Geommugeuk’s body and radiating outward.

Six colors of light swirled through the air,
as if six dragons were swirling around the sword dance.
It was a truly fantastical scene, one that anyone who witnessed it would have dismissed as a dream.

The six energies swirling around the sword dance gathered in the sky.

Swoosh!

The sphere that had absorbed the six energies was still floating in the air.

Swaaaaaaah.

The dagger radiated six energies, entangled like threads, toward Geommu-geuk.
As if emitting sword energy, the lights stretched out in a straight line.
When Geommu-geuk absorbed all of the energy, he saw.

Ssssssss.

The sight of the ship, having completed all its missions, disappearing into thin air like smoke.

‘No, you idiot!’

Bigwi was smiling at him until his last moment. Geommugeuk’s heart ached as he recalled the moments he’d spent with him. He didn’t want to part ways like this, but if this was their fate, then so be it.

‘Bigwi, thank you so much for everything up until now.’

With a bright smile, the spectacle vanished. It was a farewell to a friend I had been with for so long.

Although the Bigwi had disappeared, the six energies it had released were swirling through Geommugeuk’s body.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!

Now, all six energies have finally gathered together.

Geommugeuk could instinctively sense the immense potential of this power. It was inherently different from existing elixirs. No, it shouldn’t have been called an elixir in the first place.

Geommu-geuk began to unleash the secret technique he had acquired from the Great Secret. The very same secret technique he had acquired when he returned three hundred years ago.

―In moving your true energy, it must be as free as the wind, yet as heavy as the earth. It must surge as hot as fire, yet be as still as ice. It must be as deep as darkness, yet as powerful as lightning. If you can unite these six energies, you will possess unparalleled power, the greatest of all time.

The six energies that had entered as one, entangled together, dispersed simultaneously through different blood vessels.
The true energy moved in completely unexpected directions. Sometimes it flowed in the opposite direction, and sometimes it moved in a way that would normally be expected to cause internal injury. This was a deep technique that instantly shattered all previous understanding of martial arts.

The six mysteries that had been swirling through my entire body’s blood vessels along new paths finally converged at my dantian.
At that very moment, when the mind method was complete and my energy was united as one!

Flash!

A radiance emanated from Geommugeuk’s entire body. It was so intense that even his divine eye technique couldn’t see it.
At that moment, Geommugeuk felt a refreshing energy he’d never felt before.
If he had to choose one word to describe it, it would be this.

Mystery.

The combined energy didn’t disappear, but instead enveloped his danjeon.
Perhaps that was why, along with the internal energy flowing from his danjeon, a mysterious energy flowed alongside it.

‘My internal energy has completely changed.’

It would be an understatement to say that the change had simply become more refined.

It was then
that I felt dizzy, as if my whole body was floating in the air. This must have been due to the new energy in my danjeon.

Geommugeuk sat down in his seat, cross-legged.
He tried to calm his mind and body, but he still felt hazy.

How should I express this feeling?

It felt like standing still, watching a gigantic tsunami surge in the distance. I should have run away, but I was just watching, dumbfounded. I wanted to move, but my body wouldn’t budge.

I felt my heartbeat slowly slowing, but my body didn’t react. My Cheonmahoshinkong remained the same, and my crisis instincts didn’t respond.

‘What on earth is going on?’

This was truly the first time I’d felt this way. Could it be that I was under the influence of poison or a spell? It couldn’t be. The side effects of the energy I’d absorbed were clear.

The moment when a huge tidal wave in his heart engulfed Geommu-geuk.

Crash!

“Ugh!”

A single scream burst from Geommugeuk’s lips. He, who rarely flinched at the slightest pain, was already visibly agonized.

Crunch.

The sound of bones breaking was heard again from Geommugeuk’s body.

“Eww!”

The swordsman screamed. Every bone in his body began to break, one by one. The unbelievable began to unfold.

I tried to block it by summoning my inner strength, but the energy inside me wouldn’t move. It felt like it wasn’t my body.

The energy surrounding the danjeon!

‘Was this energy actually a trap?’

Was this a trap set to harm him?
No, that couldn’t be true. It couldn’t have been laid so hard to detect.

But why on earth are you doing this?

Crunch.

“Eww!”

The bones in my body moved on their own.

Crunch! Crunch!

The muscles and tendons attached to the bones stretched and then contracted again.

“Eww!”

It was a pain that humans could not endure.

* * *

The sword dance was dreaming.

The floor was covered in blood. Looking around, I realized I was in front of the Cheonmajeon Hall. The bloodied
bodies lying on the ground were the guards of the Cheonmajeon Hall.
Among them was Hwi. Hwi, blocking the door, was dead, leaning against the wall. He couldn’t even close his eyes.

‘mister.’

I could instinctively know the sword dance.

‘It’s that day.’

But he hadn’t been here that day before his return. He’d been struck by a fire weapon before, and was on the verge of death.
So, this current state was a figment of his imagination.

After Geommugeuk closed Hwi’s eyes, he opened the door to Cheonmajeon and went inside.

with a splash.

Blood splattered across the floor. The path of blood had become a true path of blood.

In the distance, I could see the Grand Master’s throne. Instead of my father, who always sat there, someone else was sitting there. On the floor in front of it, my father was sitting, facing me. I instinctively knew he was already dead.

‘father!’

I knew it was a dream, and I also knew it was a scene created by my subconscious, but the sword dance was heartbreaking.

In Taesa’s office, Hwamugi sat there, staring at me.
His gaze was arrogant and haughty, the same gaze he had on the day he killed me.

Geommugeuk knelt before his father.
It’s unclear what kind of fight took place that day.

“This time it will be different, Father.”

At that moment, the fire weapon reached out its hand.

Whew.

In his grasp, the swordsman’s body flew helplessly away. It was a powerful, hollow force.
Fire Weapon asked with a cold gaze.

“What’s different?”

The swordsman looked at him and spoke calmly.

“You’ll find out later.”

A sneer appeared on the corner of Hwamugi’s lips, but
without hesitation, he broke Geommugeuk’s neck.

Crunch.

“Eww!”

With a scream, Geommugeuk opened his eyes wide.

Crunch! Crunch!

Lying on the cold floor in the grave, the bones inside my body were still finding their new place.

* * *

How much time had passed?
Geommu-geuk opened his eyes and felt a surge of heat surging through his body. He had never felt so sick before.
But the changes within his body continued.
Whereas his bones had been completely rebuilt before, this time it was flesh.

Oh my god.

Muscles were torn and new muscles were regenerated.

Crack! Crack!

It was a truly bone-crushing sword dance, but the pain of muscle tearing was also a pain that humans would find difficult to endure. Yet, I gritted my teeth and endured it.

I lost consciousness, then regained consciousness, then lost consciousness again.
Meanwhile, the old house was being torn down and a new one was being built.

Kwakwakwakwakwa.

The true energy that exploded from my dantian coursed through my entire body’s blood vessels. All previously blocked meridians were cleared. Every vessel through which the true energy flowed became wider and stronger. This was a transformation distinct from the Heavenly Vein Strengthening Technique.

When the flesh and blood vessels within the body were rebuilt, another change occurred.
Every pore in the skin opened, releasing the accumulated turbidity and impurities.
A truly unbearable stench emanated from the body. It was a stench so foul it was hard to believe it came from one’s own body.

That wasn’t all.
The hair on my entire body fell out and began to grow again. My skin peeled off, and new skin appeared. It was molting.

Geommugeuk couldn’t tell if this was a dream or reality. In fact, he kept dreaming.

Visit.

Geommu-geuk entered the Cheonma Hall again.
As expected, blood was pooling on the floor.
The moment Geommu-geuk looked at the Grand Master, he was startled.

The person sitting on the throne was not Hwamugi, but my father.
And Hwamugi was sitting beneath him.
In the dream, Hwamugi was dead, sitting where my father had been.

When Geommu-geuk looked up with a happy face, Taesa-ui’s father said.

“Now only Murimiltong remains.”

The moment he heard those words, Geommu-geuk woke up with his eyes wide open.
He was still lying on the floor of the grave.

I heard the sword dance. I could hear my own blood flowing through my veins. It was a truly bizarre experience. I could hear my heartbeat, and I could vividly feel the air brushing against my body. Smells I hadn’t experienced in the tomb assaulted my nostrils.

In the midst of that delirious flood of sensations, Geommugeuk lost consciousness again.

How much more time has passed?

This time, Geommu-geuk stood among countless stars. In the deep darkness, he had a vision of countless twinkling stars passing by him.

The largest star flew towards Geommu-geuk.
The moment it collided with Geommu-geuk, Geommu-geuk opened its eyes.

Geommu-geuk could now tell that he was fully awake. How many days had passed?

Geommu-geuk slowly rose to his feet. The excruciating pain had vanished as if by magic. His five senses, which had been raving him, had calmed down.

‘I feel like I’m flying.’

My body felt truly light. “Light as a feather”—that’s the phrase I’d use in such situations.
But soon, the stench emanating from my body made me frown.
My body was covered in filth.

Exactly.

Geommugeuk immediately used his time-space teleportation technique.
He was in the very place where there was a warm hot spring in the snowy field. He
threw off his clothes and plunged into the hot spring.

with a plop!

Geommu-geuk washed his body thoroughly in warm water.
Since one bath wasn’t enough, he created a new hot spring and washed again.
After bathing thoroughly, he emerged from the hot spring and snapped his fingers again.

A great longing arose in front of Geommugeuk, capable of illuminating his entire body.
Geommugeuk’s face, as he gazed at his own face and body, was filled with surprise.
His body had changed.
It wasn’t drastically different from before, but his skeletal structure was clearly different. His shoulders, arms, and legs—their width, thickness, and length—had changed.

Her skin was clean. Not a single scar from her past remained.
To the touch, it was as smooth as jade, soft as a baby’s skin.
But Geommu-geuk could sense that the muscles within this skin were incomparably stronger. This skin, too, was no ordinary skin.

That wasn’t all. My already excellent vision improved even further, and my hearing, smell, and touch became even more acute. If I concentrated hard enough, I could even hear the sound of ants crawling in the distance.

At this moment, Geommu-geuk was certain.

‘You’ve really undergone a complete transformation!’

The moment my bones twisted, I thought maybe that was it.

But the transformation is the greatest of all the chances a person can experience.

I never thought such a chance would find me.
What I experienced was a transformation, the death of my old body and the rebirth of a new one, a pain in the pursuit of perfection.

With a trembling heart, Geommugeuk pulled out the black magic sword lying on the floor.

Shhh, shhh!

Geommu-geuk swung his sword within the space-time transference technique.
The feeling of swinging the sword was completely different. He had previously thought his body was optimized for martial arts, but that was a mistake and arrogance.

‘It feels better!’

It has transformed into a body perfect for performing martial arts.

The face of the swordsman brightened, and his laughter reverberated throughout the world of the time-translation technique.
His joy wasn’t simply due to his improved ability to deal with fire weapons.

A perfect body, new senses, and a clearer mind.

Because it has become closer to perfection as an unmanned vehicle.

The Sword Dance Theater is also a martial arts theater. It is truly a martial arts theater among martial arts theaters, having been born with the Heavenly Martial Arts Body.

Killing fire weapons isn’t everything in life. Even if you reach the top of a mountain, no matter how difficult it may be to conquer, you won’t be able to stay there forever.

The gift of the Bigui’s energy wasn’t just a transformation. The unified energy of the Bigui still enveloped my dantian, and a miraculous energy swirled through my internal energy.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

The Sword Dancer unleashed the Nine-Hawk Demonic Art. Perhaps it was the mysterious energy imbued within his inner
energy that allowed him to unleash greater power with less energy than before.

As I filled my internal energy with energy, the newly created internal energy continued to be imbued with mystical power.
I had truly gained a new danjeon.

It wasn’t yet clear whether this power simply made the internal energy more efficient and powerful, or whether it had some other effect, but it was believed to be helpful in fighting fire weapons.

The swordsman washed his clothes thoroughly, dried them in a hot air dryer, and then used the space-time transfer technique. A fragrant scent emanated from his body.

‘I endured all that pain, so I should smell good.’

The sword dance troupe stood before the wall where the coffin of the Lord Ju was placed. They bowed respectfully to him.

“When the day comes when we meet again, I will greet you properly.”

Geommugeuk, who had walked to the entrance of the tomb he had entered, stood at the boundary between life and death and spoke loudly to the past Apostolic Leaders.

“I will live by this fragrant scent instead of the smell of blood. I will live that way!”