Absolute Regression Chapter 807

I’ll take all the 807th secrets.

The Heavenly Princess Wimucheon glared at the Wuhuang Divine Sword with eyes filled with resentment. He couldn’t understand. How could he, who was revered by the people of the Jeongpa, bring in the Demonic Cult and the Sadomasochism?

“Why on earth is this happening?”

After a while, the Emperor’s Sword spoke for the first time.

“Too many people have died because of you. Shouldn’t we end the war now?”
“Nonsense!”

Wimucheon, who had screamed, vomited blood again. On the brink of life and death, he gritted his teeth and shouted at life.

“Aren’t you ashamed?”

His voice resonated as if he were a normal person.
The Guardian Princess beside him had a look of pity in her eyes. The Princess of Heaven was wasting what little life she had left in anger.

On the other hand, the Mu Hwang Shin Sword was bland.

“As a result, it was you, not me, who brought these people in.”

The Mu Hwang Shin Geom had no idea the war with them would last this long. He had no idea the mysterious organization known as the Heavenly Palace was so powerful.

“All this happened because you had a dream you shouldn’t have.”
“Even so, why bring the Demonic Cult into it? I thought you were at least a man of honor.”

Then, surprising words came out from the Wuhuang Sword.

“I didn’t call you here.”
“!”

The gaze of the Wuhuang Divine Sword turned towards the Demonic Cult Leader Hyukdocheon.

“That person contacted me first.”

Wimucheon looked at Hyukdocheon with a surprised expression. The Cheonma Shingyo contacted the Murim Alliance first? Why?

Finally, Hyukdocheon opened his mouth. I’d expected him to be deep and quiet, but his voice, despite his appearance, was clear and resonant. I could tell from his voice that he had lived without hiding his emotions.

“They say that the sacred water of the Heavenly Palace holds a mysterious power that can conquer the world.”

The Cheonma Shingyo, who found out the information, was the first to intervene in this matter.

When Geommu-geuk came here before, he had already confirmed that the Cheonma Shingyo knew about the existence of Bigwi.

‘I intervened because of that new water.’

There was no way he would have interfered for the sake of the Murim Alliance.
But I also had my doubts.

‘There’s no way the Demon Lord would have believed the legends that were passed down like that.’

At that moment, one person came to mind.

‘Dark Princess!’

He must have carefully packaged the divine water of the Heavenly Palace into a legend and spread it to the Cheonmasingyo. After much devotion, he must have finally convinced Hyukdocheon.

The sword dance drama’s gaze turned to the Mu Hwang Shin Geom.
They had eaten together the last time he visited, and they had even talked. He was mentally exhausted, but he wasn’t the type of person to act according to the will of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The last place the sword dance drama’s gaze turned was the leader of the Apostles, Ju Gao-shin.

‘That person must have the answer.’

The Wuhuang Divine Sword once again emphasized that it was Wei Wuchen who created this place today.

“You brought this all upon yourself. So stop blaming others.”

Originally, the Mu Hwang Shin Geom wasn’t one to shift responsibility, but this time, he decided to make an exception. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to endure it. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the images of his subordinates dying on the battlefield.

Of course, Wei Wuchen did not accept it readily.

“You’re telling me not to blame others when you’re blaming others?”

As he lay dying, his disappointment with the Wuhuang Divine Sword gave way to rage. His eyes burned, but all he could do was glare.

Hyukdocheon declared to everyone.

“We will take the treasure.”

Hyukdocheon looked at the Guardian Princess. A small casket was in his hand.

“Bring it here.”

The Guardian Princess knew. She’d die whether she handed over the secret treasure or not. They’d never let what happened here today leak out.

The Guardian Princess looked at Wimucheon. Wimucheon’s eyes were fading, and he remained silent. Having served him for so long, she could sense the emotion in his eyes.

Do as you wish.

The Guardian Princess held the ark with both hands and held it forward.

“If you don’t step down, I’ll destroy the ark.”

The silence that flowed in an instant was fleeting.
A cold smile appeared on Hyukdocheon’s lips.

“If it breaks so easily when you break it, it’s not worth having.”

Hyukdocheon said coldly.

“Break it.”

Threats didn’t work on him.
Of course, the Guardian Princess wasn’t easy to please. He looked down at the secret chamber and
injected his inner power with the intention of truly destroying it. After all, all the tragedies in Cheonui Palace today began with this secret chamber.

‘I will take responsibility for this sin. I am sorry.’

I sincerely apologize to both the Princess of Heaven and the Queen of the Bigwi.

For a moment, Hyukdocheon stirred, but he simply watched. If it truly was a being that could be destroyed like that, then this information itself must be wrong.

But no matter how much energy the Guardian Princess injected into it, the ark wouldn’t be destroyed.
Just then, changing her method, the Guardian Princess raised her hand and attempted to strike it down.

Swish.
Crunch.

A ray of black energy passed through the Guardian Princess’ arm.

Bam.

His arm was severed and fell to the floor.

Papapapapa!

Blood spurted from the cut. His blood poured down onto the casket he had dropped to the floor.

Before I knew it, Hyukdocheon’s sword was drawn.

“That’s enough.”

He instantly unleashed a blast of his sword energy, severing the Guardian Princess’s arm. Even if the Guardian Princess had been focused on the secret plan, she wouldn’t have been defeated so easily. That’s how great Hyukdocheon’s martial arts prowess was.

The Guardian Princess pressed the acupoint on his arm to stop the bleeding. Wimucheon, watching, his face grew even paler.

Wimucheon reached out and picked up the fallen casket. The casket, once stained with his own blood, now looked like a red box, now stained with the Guardian Princess’s blood. Wimucheon embraced it.

The sword dance was silently watching the scene.

First of all, the Guardian Princess’s loyalty was pitiful. It was the tragedy of someone who served their master wrongly. She was in a position where she couldn’t help, and even if she could, she couldn’t arbitrarily alter the course of history.

The swordsman’s gaze turned to the blood-dripping Bi-Gwi.
Bi-Gwi had always treated him like a friend, even having a smiling face drawn on him, so his current appearance was completely unfamiliar.

When I opened the beach in the space-time transfer technique, I always placed a scepter beside me.
Now that I think about it, that smiling friend was actually a scepter who had experienced something like this. It made me think of him as a warrior returning home from the battlefield.

Wimucheon, who was looking down at the stele, asked.

“Did he want my place?”

Hyukdocheon nodded in response to the calm question.

“They wanted your place. They demanded that you stop pursuing the Heavenly Palace in exchange for your lives.”

The Guardian Princess’s eyes, as she listened, turned red. They were bloodshot, as if they were about to shed tears of blood. In his mind, the only thought was to kill the Dark Princess and then die.

On the other hand, Wimucheon was calm. Instead, a mysterious smile played on his lips.
It seemed like the dejected smile of someone facing death, but Geommugeuk sensed a strange joy in his smile.

And the sword dance drama could see the true nature of that joy.
The Dark Princess he had seen with his own eyes was an evil person, and a person of great ambition.

‘He wanted the position of Princess of Heaven, but he’s giving up the secret?’

Would anyone really try to seize the Heavenly Palace without a source of divine water? That would be like acquiring the Heavenly Palace without a source.

Right now, Wimucheon is thinking the same thing as himself. He thinks this isn’t the end.

‘Dark Princess, what on earth have you arranged?’

I had a feeling there was something more than just a simple betrayal.

Hyukdocheon said to Muhwangsingeom.

“You want the author, so take him with you.”

Until then, the leader of the Apostles, Ju Gyu-shin, who had been silently observing the situation, spoke for the first time.

“I’ll take one of the chests. Choose first.”

A sneer formed on Hyukdocheon’s lips, as if he had known this would happen.

“I knew why you brought the Apostles into it. You brought them in to prevent me from monopolizing the secret.”

The Wu Hwang Shin Geom hadn’t previously informed Hyuk Do-cheon that the Lord of the Lord would be here today.
So, when he saw the Lord of the Lord appearing on Baekyang Peak, Hyuk Do-cheon knew the Lord of …

But the reason the Lord came was different from what he expected.

“You’re mistaken, I never contacted the Apostolic Alliance first.”

In other words, it means that the Apostolic Leader himself intervened.

At that moment, Wimucheon let out a soft laugh.

“……Now I finally understand.”

It was the moment when premonition turned into certainty.

“The Dark Princess has drawn you all into one place.”

He told the Cheonmasingyo and the Sadomaeng that the secret treasure was a treasure of the ages.

At that moment, Hyukdocheon spoke loudly.

“What if it’s a trap? Just destroy it.”

He was confident that no trap could trap him.

“I will take both the big and small chests.”

An eerie magic swirled around his body.

But the Lord was not afraid at all.

“I have to give in to one thing.”

There was another reason he was so confident in front of the Demonic Cult Leader.
The Lord of the Lords took a step forward beside the leader of the martial arts world. Hyukdocheon immediately understood the significance of that symbolic step.

“Are you two going to join forces?”

Even in situations where he should have been furious, he remained calm. This was expected from the moment the Apostolic Leader appeared.

“What if I come looking for it later?”

It was a threat to strike the Apostles’ Alliance to get a small piece of gold, but it didn’t work on the Lord.

“It would be better than getting the power of the secret.”

The argument was that if they gained power from the secret room, they would invade anyway. At least, the Lord of the Houses was certain that the secret room contained some kind of power.

When Hyukdocheon looked at him and smiled, Joo Ga-shin also smiled.

Hyukdocheon’s laughter was a laughter of intense will, saying, “I will definitely kill you!” If Joo Ga-shin’s laughter was a laughter filled with madness, saying, “Let’s die together, you little shit!”

Hyukdocheon would love to kill them all, but facing them both at once would mean risking his life.
He was an incredibly cruel and terrifying figure, but he wasn’t foolish or reckless enough to engage in a life-or-death battle with the Martial Arts Leader and the Sado Leader in what could be a trap.

Between the two men, a tense atmosphere lingered, the Mu Hwang Shin Geum remained silent. One war had ended today, but he sensed a new one had begun.

His gaze turned to Wimucheon.
The Guardian Princess had stepped aside, struggling to revive Wimucheon, whose life was fading away, by injecting her inner strength with her remaining hand. Thanks to his efforts, Wimucheon remained alive.

‘Are you telling me not to blame you for this?’

Meanwhile, Hyukdocheon decided to take only one. He chose a large slab.

“If we’re going to do it, it’d be better if it was bigger, right?”

He walked toward the large stele. His back was turned to the two leaders, but he paid no attention. He walked with the same ease as a tiger traversing its territory.

How many steps did he walk?

Woohoo.

The large, silent chamber vibrated. It was a heavy vibration that resonated from deep within the chamber.

At that moment, everyone there was shocked.

‘The Bigwi reacts to the Demon Lord?’

Hyukdocheon’s steps became stronger at the thought that Bigwi recognized him.

Woof woof woof.

The closer I got, the more the slab vibrated. It wasn’t just vibrating; it seemed to be speaking to me.

Saaaaaaaaaa.

That wasn’t all. A soft light began to flow from the ark, and a mysterious aura began to flow. It was a mysterious energy not found in the human world.

Joy flashed across Hyukdocheon’s face.

What if you were to gain the power to take over the world? This martial arts world would be yours.

The dream of unifying the martial arts world hidden deep in his heart began to stir.

But I could instinctively know the meaning of the sword dance.

‘It’s the Dark Princess’ arrangement!’

As a result, there was no record in the history of the Cheonmasingyo that Hyukdocheon had gained any significant power. Nor did he leave any special achievements in the martial arts world.

‘But then how did the Dark Princess know that the Bigwi would react to the Demon Lord?’

As Hyukdocheon approached, the sound of the bell grew louder and the energy flowing out also became more intense.

Hyukdocheon, standing in front of the mirror, spoke confidently.

“From now on, I am your master.”

Then, I slowly placed my palm on the table.
I expected a more profound reaction, but instead, nothing happened. The resonance disappeared, and I felt no dizziness.

Just as Hyukdocheon, feeling slightly uneasy, was about to remove his hand from the table, he flinched.
His palm remained on the table. The table began to pull him with a powerful force.

“what?”

It wasn’t just his hand that was being pulled.
He resisted, using his other hand to hold onto the track as his body was being dragged.
A foreboding made him swear.

“What the heck!”

The ogre was pulling him with tremendous force. This force was of a nature he had never experienced before. A force he had never felt in the human world.

Hyukdocheon released one of his hands that was supporting the statue and struck the statue with his fist.

Boom! Kwaang!

Despite the tremendous impact, the rocket remained motionless as if it were rooted to the ground.

Ugh.

Rather, Hyukdocheon, unable to withstand the pulling force as he dispersed his internal strength by releasing one hand, hit his face on the ladder.

It was a situation that should have made him feel ashamed as a Cheonma.
It was even more so because the onlookers were none other than the Murim Alliance and the Apostolic Alliance.

But I didn’t even have time to feel shame.
It wasn’t just because the attraction was so strong. I instinctively sensed that this power was different.

Like a waterfall cascading down from above or a river flowing into the sea, it sucked him in like an irresistible force of nature.
It was a force beyond human control.

Nevertheless, Hyukdocheon held on by raising his stamina to the limit.

“This fucking thing! Kkaaaaaaaaaaaa!”

Hyukdocheon, with his face pressed against the table, forcibly turned his head and looked back.

The Wuhuang Divine Sword and the Zhou Zhu God were surprised by this sudden situation and just looked at each other.

The same was true for Wimucheon and the Guardian Princess. They had revered the Bigwig as a sacred object their entire lives, but this was the first time they had seen it draw people to it.

At first, the sword dance was chilling. He feared that perhaps he was sending Hyukdocheon three hundred years into the future.
But it didn’t seem to be the case. When he absorbed himself, he had been sucked in like a swamp, but now the surface of the secret chamber was hard.

At that very moment!
Geommu-geuk saw something. A being briefly overlapped with Hyukdo-cheon’s body. Something was rippling and emerging from his body.

And the Sword Dance Theater knew better than anyone else what that was.

‘Heavenly Horse Spirit!’

The sword dance drama could tell. What Bigwi was trying to suck in wasn’t Hyukdocheon.

‘The Bigwi is sucking up the Heavenly Demon Soul!’