Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 474

◈ The Great Tax-Free Festival (9)

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Towards the corner of the hill.

After a thunderous, resounding roar swept through the surroundings.

Ju Gwang Shingae flinched slightly for a moment. He was watching for an opening in the Dark Heavenly Emperor’s plan to turn the tide.

The moment the Dark Heavenly Emperor mentioned ‘Sambong’, he raised his eyes upward.

Thick streaks of lightning were flickering in the dark clouds.

A loud rumbling noise rings in your ears, and underneath it all, a peerless master who has built a circle of bones continuously spits out a resonating mantra.

A sight you would only see at the peak of the world’s martial arts world.

‘A madman imitating the King of Hell… …!’

The grandson of the evil spirit had cut off the life of the old monster with a desperate measure that was difficult to fathom. The Dragon Head of the Gupaebang could not let go.

It was the same even though he was wearing a sword and his aged body was slowed down by nihilism and contempt.

But that was just a thought.

Because there was no visible gap.

Even though it was casting a thick aura in all directions as if it was going to cast a spell anywhere at any moment.

Although he was defeated by the dark heavenly warrior’s Gongwolmu, which had been prepared for literally hundreds of years, the spirit of Jukwang Shingae remained intact.

The invisible air current surrounding the monster’s body was felt as it was. A technique that comprised dozens of defensive barriers. A self-defense technique that cut off the outside of the body from the inside.

It all reminds me of a castle wall.

Even if the main light is intact, it is difficult to break through it all at once.

The Gongwolmu he has perfected is a movement that can quickly overwhelm the heyday of the heyday of the heyday, but it is far from the relentless and powerful attack displayed by the heyday’s grandson.

You could say that it was a contradiction. Even that was impossible to cast because the spirit of the spirit was distorted by the nihilistic realm.

‘But… … .’

It’s not like I can recommend Gongwolmu to my juniors again.

My body is ruined. It will take a while to cool down my fevered acupoints and muscles. It is something that a senior should not wish for.

– Aren’t we working together on something big?

What Jeong Yeon-shin said earlier.

Yongdubangju is also a strong man. I have been reluctant to share his bloodline since the first time I met him, but I could not empathize with Purple, who was discussing a cause.

That was when.

The Jukwang Shingae suddenly kicked the ground backwards.

Wow!

[Please explain.]

The ground I was standing on cracked and split. Before I knew it, I was in the middle of the hill with the quiet thought of the dark spirit spreading out his arms.

The surrounding atmosphere became translucent and shattered in an instant due to the sudden surge of heat, but the heat carried by a single herb was incredibly thick.

‘It’s gotten stronger…!’

Joo Gwang-shin, who had retreated to the bottom of the hill in an instant, cursed inwardly. Damn you monster.

If he hadn’t felt a presence on either side of his back, he would have considered retreating.

The words of the young men, who were much younger than the new purple and volcano long-legged men, pierced Ju Gwang-shin’s ears.

It was the last conversation before the fierce battle between Gyeongcheon and Comrades.

“I mixed Samaejinhwa into the Gyeokjangjang. The direction of attack is all-round. Compared to the achievement of Samhwachuijeong, the single strike is too fast. It seems like there is a Dharma treasure or formation that encourages attacking grass nearby, and there is a warning just before the casting of the Soolbeopmugoong. When you feel the fluff touching your skin, you can step on the evasion technique.”

“That one has its flaws. If you hit it hard, it will fall apart.”

“The problem is the chain and overlap. Both of them are not impossible for that bone fragment, so unless you have a special self-defense technique that defends against the internal regeneration method, your body will melt inside. This is the same for the Samadhi evolution of the Ming Sect. You have to press it with a special step. It is wiser to do so than to confront it head-on.”

“Yeah, I’ll have to keep that in mind. It’s all about the liver. If you can get within thirty steps… … .”

“First of all, it seems like Nangnang should continue to protect the head monk. After a while, Golpyeon’s Gongwolmu will rise again without any use. Correcting the balance of the spirit and energy through meditation… I also have a lot to learn.”

“… Yeonshin-ah, are you breathing a little easier now?”

“You can move.”

“After work is done, I will see you at the volcano. After making a bath with the medicinal ingredients of Jasodan, I will send a letter to Iphwangseong. I have already told the evil old woman.”

“There are many elixirs in nature.”

“No matter what, should we only play the role of the immortals on the sacred mountain like a volcano?”

A story that sounds peaceful at first glance.

The reality was different. All of the energy contained in the Horongsulsik formation had disappeared. The great method had ultimately succeeded.

This could be said to be a time when the method of destroying the martial arts skills of enemies became important.

Woof―

At this moment, Jeongyeonshin and Yulhanangrang were each using their own ki waves to stroke each other’s bodies and touch each other’s acupoints on their arms and legs.

It was a kind of teaching of techniques, similar to the anecdote where the King of Hwajungam, Seomye, gave Mancheonhwawoo to Danggaju, using the true energy that each of them had talked about.

The conversation between the world’s best writers was like this.

Ju Gwang-shin, who was vaguely feeling those noble waves, inadvertently exclaimed in admiration.

‘Yes, it’s not like only old monsters have to prepare for battle.’

The next moment.

Suddenly, a huge wave of thunder crashed down from the hill. An attack with the intention of deterrence. The surrounding area turned blue. It was a thunderbolt from the Dark Heavenly Emperor, filled with immense internal energy.

[Lawless Record of Forgetting]

Pah, pah, pah, pah!

Sparks fly up in all directions, scraping the ground. The nearby ground is blackened. Behind Jukwangsingae, Jeongyeonsin and Yulhanangrang are swinging their swords with their backs to him.

The hems of her purple and pink clothes fluttered violently behind her, while a tidal wave of lightning struck the invisible swordsmen and died down in place with a loud noise.

‘How come already…?’

The eyes of Ju Gwang Shin Gae, who was trying to evade, lit up. It was because Jeong Yeon Shin’s movements were surprising. He had not even learned the blood-sucking technique, but his recovery speed was astonishing.

But that’s Kangho’s business.

When good news comes, bad news always comes.

[Don’t count on me. It’s been a long time since I’ve been through.]

The roar that echoed across the dark sky was close enough to touch my skin. The tremendous vibrations not only penetrated the air, but also penetrated my body. My body trembled violently.

Kuguguguguguguguung―!

It was as if there was an earthquake in the atmosphere.

A space that shakes so much that it can be felt on the skin.

“Step back for a moment!”

Joo Gwang-shin shouted urgently.

‘The Dark Heavenly Emperor’s Dragon Art is bringing it down…!’

It’s not just the Imugi that was recently killed by a monster in a pink robe in the southern seas.

If it was still possible to call upon beings that could be called spirits, the elusive First Sword of the Outer Swordsmen would not have appeared in Hangzhou, and the four absolute rulers of the Nine Pil Bangs would not have gathered together.

Dragon.

The pinnacle of all the supernatural beings in the world.

A being that never showed itself to humans, and even the Four Heavenly Kings of the Golden Gate, who was already dead, were only concerned with chasing its traces.

Kwaaaaang! Kwarrrrrrring!

The axis shook. The dark clouds began to expand rapidly. Along with them, the thunderous noise that swept across the sky was tremendous.

The Taemosanseong masters who had been fighting from afar were delighted, while Cheongsujinin and Aksurim showed a look of bewilderment instead of giving a warning.

Joo Gwang-singae and Yul Ha-nangnang, who were standing next to Jeong Yeon-shin, also could not hide their surprise.

Coming.

Suddenly, dark shadows poured down like a curtain beneath the thickening clouds. In an instant, the entire Hangzhou became dark.

For a moment, the sky filled with dark clouds split apart.

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It was just after the sea of clouds opened wide.

Jeongyeonshin slowly began to step forward. Even now, she was burying the vibrations that were still going through her entire body into the ground.

It was dark everywhere.

The grayish clouds were dragged down to the ground. It was as if we had entered a celestial realm where night had come.

A place that is not permitted to humans. A place where the heavens that gave Jeongyeonshin a short life expectancy may be looking down on the earth… … .

And the dragon.

Saaaa …

A cloudy rain poured down. It was accompanied by a storm so strong that it was difficult for anyone to open their eyes properly.

As the fierce wind continued to blow away the hem of Jeongyeonshin’s clothes, the bluish-scaled walls continued to sweep across the air.

no.

It’s not a wall.

A body so long and thick that it is difficult to estimate.

His head, covered with scales that sparkle like diamonds, is tilted down.

A view looking down on the earth from the sky. It was like a dream, but even more powerful was the presence that made me feel the wind and rain hitting my face and hands.

There was a dragon in Jeongyeonshin’s eyes.

A long snout with teeth lined up like sharp swords, eyes that sparkle like giant obsidian stones, and a body that ceaselessly draws circles wider than any city.

The head is about half the size of an average village.

If we were to measure the length of its torso, we would have to think of the endless waters of the Yangtze River.

It is similar to what I saw in the world of Jinbeop that Geumsimunju opened someday. The only difference is that he is not a shadow but a real being, a monstrous being who reminds me of the purple martial arts world with his very existence.

‘… Reverse the flow.’

That kind of thing shouldn’t have been reflected in my eyes. The world I had to live in was different.

“… … .”

Jeong Yeon-shin, who was now eighteen, was very surprised inside, but Ip Hwang-seong’s new recruit, Ja-saek, did not show it at all.

He just kept walking with an indifferent expression. Towards the Dark Heavenly Emperor and the Little Heavenly Emperor who were standing on one side of the long body of the dragon.

Damn it.

I have already seen a human-faced pillar in Beijing.

After that, he wore a purple robe. Ma Yeon-jeok and Yong Hee-myeong told him to take charge of the human-made martial arts world, but it was truly impossible for him to be separated from the world of powerful gods.

Today was like that.

[I know that Sambong is in heaven.]

The dark heavenly emperor, clad in a thick white robe, looks up into the sky.

The blue naturalization wavered unsteadily in the hazy snow ridges, but Won Yeong-shin, who had the frame as his main body, only spread the translucent energy waves fiercely.

[Throughout the ages, who else but you has truly reached the summit? This is a very obvious truth. But why are you silent? Why did you only allow me to have a dragon? … You can’t do this to me.]

Even thoughts bordering on rambling carry a gloomy weight.

Damn it.

The body of the dragon he was stepping on was covered in pure white frost. The yin energy was excessive.

The raindrops falling around the dark sky began to turn into large hailstones as they got closer to it and fell with pitter-patter.

The first heat of the dark heavens.

‘The one who has achieved the immortal Wonyoungshin.’

Summon the dragon and use the harmony of wind and rain.

Jeong Yeon-shin thought as a purple person. That bone piece comes first. If he prioritizes Socheonmujeok here, Baek Mi-ryeo will be angry at him regardless of the hierarchy. He might not welcome him.

Kkurung! Kwarururung!

It was the sound of lightning striking in the distance. Could it be the aftermath of the dragon’s manifestation? A huge blue light was flashing everywhere, some of which were clearly illuminating the area where the civilians lived.

How many people have already lost their lives?

“Bright.”

Jeongyeonshin slowly opened her mouth. She glanced at Yulhanangrang, who was walking beside her.

“Don’t stop me. It’s not something you can do alone.”

His face was still shocked, but he seemed less surprised than Jeong Yeon-shin. As expected of the head of the Gudaemun sect, Yulhanangrang seemed very accustomed to being a strong god.

“The abbot is about to wake up. His energy is at its peak, and it will be difficult to defend against a surprise attack unless you have the Dark Spirit Marker that can move freely in all directions.”

“I know. But… … .”

“There is a way. Please beware of the dragon.”

Jeongyeonshin looked up at the dragon who didn’t even let out a cry.

[… … .]

A heavy black light ripples from its large eyes, and a threat I have never felt before surges through my mind. My mind becomes dizzy.

It felt like it wouldn’t be strange if a natural disaster occurred at any moment. The real purple river was mysterious and heavy.

Is it because he has lost his reason and is following the Dark Heavenly Emperor? Is it because he has no special feelings toward the one who called him? I don’t know what he is planning on doing on earth.

Jeongyeonshin shook her head internally. There was no need to know.

Hwaak-!

The next moment, he was standing on the dragon’s body, his position blurred. Even before the dragon opened its mouth, the Dark Heavenly Emperor, who was standing far above him, came into view.

[… This is also just a process.]

The muttering that had no meaning was also something that Jeongyeonshin did not know. The footsteps that she took again split the wind and rain to the left and right.

The light waves of the ten-mile-long light technique were vaguely reflected on the transparently jumping water droplets.

Hwaaaaah!

Jeongyeonshin ran through the dragon’s body.

It was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, she reached the Dark Heavenly Emperor, and it was only a matter of seconds before the Invincible Heavenly Emperor suddenly blocked her path. Her hair swept like ebony.

[Didn’t I have some business to attend to?]

A habitual sneer forms on his pale face. And his hands emit a translucent sound like the beating of a heart.

Thump—

The moment Socheonmujeok held out his palm, a blue ray of light rose and drew a large circle. Soon, ancient texts and patterns made of internal energy began to spin around the border like rays of light.

She too, like Jeong Yeon-shin, seemed to have benefited from the nihilistic contempt, and in a completely different time axis, a blue lightning flashed across her thick body and she leapt out of the magic circle.

[I want to know about your Gongwolmu. As the master of Myeonggyo, I would like to politely ask you… … .]

The idea of being invincible was broken.

It was because of a woman who suddenly appeared beautifully like a bat in front of Jeongyeonshin’s feet. It was a dreamlike sight.

The raindrops sparkling like stars in the night sky from the extremely long black hair, the red robe cutting through the dark air with its smooth texture… … .

More than that, the lips that drew a bright red curve exuded an innate madness.

You can tell without even looking.

Jeongyeonshin felt her face just by the sound. There was no reason to stop. He reached out while running.

Sarak.

Touch the back of Chilsado.

It was the Myeongmunhyeol (命門穴). Beyond the slippery texture typical of purebloods, I could feel the long, tightly woven erector spinae muscles from my fingertips, as if I had been trained in Jeonggadonggong.

For a moment, a startle and a shiver ran through their skin.

‘Steal from me and learn from me…?’

Jeongyeonshin’s eyelids rose for a moment.

He poured the completed Marajin bloodletting into his heart. He was reaping the benefits of nihilistic contempt. It was only a moment before a certain mysterious wave of energy dug into the famous bloodline of the Seven Sages.

At the same time, her waist straightened. A strange wave of aerodynamic force blew away the rainwater. For a moment, a small, mad laugh flowed out.

‘Eeeeeee.’

Hwaaaaak―!

As soon as Jeong Yeon-shin raised the Chil-sado in front of So-cheon-mu-jeok, he passed by the two men. The next moment, he was facing the Dark Heaven Emperor.

[Is there an afterlife for you?]

The dead man wearing a blood-stained robe asks with his blue eyes flashing. Jeong Yeon-shin suddenly felt her ears becoming numb.

Beneath the blue scales they stand on.

Finally, the dragon let out a thunderous roar. At the same time, a vibration like thunder from a human’s throat distorted the space in opposition to the roar.

It was the Lion Roar of Shaolin. Finally, Master Beomheo stood up. The moment the lower part turned red, it seemed as if Yulhanangrang was about to unleash his Gongwolmudo.

A battlefield where the strongest warriors at the top of the martial arts world display their prowess.

“There is no more.”

Jeong Yeon-shin continued speaking slowly.

“When you die, it’s over.”

[The courage is virtual.]

The Dark Heavenly Emperor laughs softly. Was it because he had considered the state of his opponent’s body, which made it difficult for him to activate the Gongwolmu? The thoughts that followed were filled with satisfaction and doubt.

[I asked about the Songmungo Sword. Your life is in my hands. Tell me in detail about the things that are not yours to possess.]

They talk as if the outcome has already been decided.

There is no reason to answer.

The moment when Jeong Yeon-shin’s pure white eyes flashed and an image came to mind.

Wooooow!

The Baihuixue began to vibrate violently. There was only one martial art to activate at this point. I had thought about it several times before, but it was the same.

Secret techniques of the Divine Power.

Fan dragon and shoe flower knot.

‘Cooperation between the top and bottom… … .’

His body is different from before.

‘Dragon.’

Jeongyeonshin rolled the Jin-gak in place. In an instant, the image of the dragon holding a fan fell from his mind to his toes, and then, like a lightning bolt, he rooted into the dragon’s body.

thud-

The pouring rain suddenly stopped in midair.