Enshrinement as a God

A huge force pressing down on his entire body.

If Jeul's body had not been protected by the Diamond Body of the Ten Variations True Art, it was a pressure that would have caused his bones to pop out of his flesh and be crushed, leading to his death.

Crack! Rumble!

All objects within a one-foot radius of Jeul began to make the sound of being pressed and broken.

As Jeul's feet touched the ground, the soil rose up and wrapped around Jeul's ankles, and then began to grow like vines and to wrap around his waist and arms.

As the unprecedented force gradually pulled him into the ground, Jeul felt the bitter taste of blood between his tightly clenched lips.

It seemed that blood was seeping from his gums as he gritted his teeth.

Finally, a small crack appeared on his expressionless face.

How many years had it been since he had tasted blood after achieving the Ten Supreme Variations?

Although what Su Hu was displaying was not martial arts but something else, as he had thought, Su Hu was also a strong person who had entered a realm beyond human.

However, the Infinite Ten Thousand Variations of the Ten Variations True Art was also a supreme state.

Just because the opponent was displaying an formless and odorless attack did not mean that he could escape the influence of the Infinite Ten Thousand Variations.

Hiss!

Jeul's afterimages gathered narrowly around him.

Then, the black energy that had been rising from Jeul like a haze began to spread thickly and widely in an instant.

The Infinite Diamond Body.

The harmony of the Infinite Ten Thousand Variations, where the sword qi of the Ten Variations True Art spread wide and formed a sword membrane, protecting Jeul along with the Diamond Body.

The membrane that surrounded Jeul's body like a bubble emitting a black luster began to expand gradually.

Thump... thud!

As Jeul's black membrane expanded, the stones, mounds of earth, and tree branches that had been floating in the sky a foot above him began to fall like rain.

"How wonderful...!"

Su Hu, admiring, looked at Jeul, who was wrapped in a black sphere and was flying towards him in an instant.

If it was this level of martial prowess, he was a strong person who could compete for the top spot even in the Hermit's Valley.

The fact that there were twelve such humans on this land, excluding Hongjun, was enough to make him wary of this land called the Central Plains.

Even if he recalled the worlds he had conquered in the past, there was no era or world where so many such humans existed.

Although the test of the mysterious technique called martial arts had already failed in the Hermit's Valley in the past, Su Hu had not yet completely given up on it.

Su Hu intended to steal the power of the Sealing God Platform and to obtain all the secrets of the martial arts that this land held after conquering this continent.

"Hmm!"

Although Jeul had come close to Su Hu again, Su Hu's figure disappeared in an instant and appeared at a distance of one foot from Jeul.

His lightness skill was so great that Jeul had the 'illusion' that Su Hu had teleported in front of his eyes.

"Your talent for running away is extraordinary."

"It's a technique of folding space. Are you interested?"

"Space... there are masters who are much better at lightness skills than you. Why would a talent for running away interest me?"

Jeul's one word offended Su Hu's feelings.

However, as a conqueror of the world, it was a pleasant thing to face such a prey.

Su Hu decided that he had to see the confident Jeul begging for mercy in front of him.

"How about this?"

Swoosh!

As Su Hu overlapped his two wrists with his index and middle fingers raised, the water of the Paecheon Pavilion's lake began to stir.

At his one gesture, the water quickly swirled and became as sharp as an awl, and then poured towards Jeul.

Rumble!

As a torrent poured down on the sword membrane spread around Jeul, as if a huge nail made of water was being driven in, Jeul's body was pushed back a distance of about three feet in an instant.

Jeul, who had been pushed back for a while, scraping the ground, put strength in his legs and fixed his body like a stake.

And he raised one hand, withdrew a part of the energy that was forming the membrane, and drew out a black strong qi in one go.

Spot!

The water current, which was clumped with magic, was cut like tofu.

The water that had touched the strong qi boiled and became steam, and the lake water poured out and was making a mess of the floor.

The beautiful scenery of the Paecheon Pavilion had already changed into a ruin where the disaster of war had occurred, so it was a very pitiful thing for Jeul, who had once enjoyed the scenery there.

Jeul threw off his wet robe.

His whole body was soaked as if he had been caught in the rain, and the makeup he had put on was also running down.

Jeul's two eyelids, from which the makeup had been removed, were deeply sunken, and his complexion was dark red, so his blood color looked very bad.

Moreover, his skin was rough and cracked like a dry rice paddy, revealing at a glance that his health was not very good.

Thump! Thump!

Jeul, hearing the sound of rupture in his ears, lightly clenched his fists.

His body was screaming, unable to withstand the strong power of the Infinite Ten Thousand Variations.

The Diamond Body, which had been supporting his body for a very long time, was cracking, and the repeated use of martial arts was accelerating it.

But it was a situation where he had to subdue not only Su Hu in front of him but also his subordinates.

Jeul had no time to spare.

"Stop with the petty tricks. How long are you going to run away?"

Jeul, who had been pushed back, narrowed the distance with Su Hu in one go.

"To withstand all the power of the four elements... you are worthy of receiving my one sword."

The red airflow that had been raging around Su Hu's body soon began to flow into his body.

A red glow flashed in his two eyes.

"Seokgi!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Among the demons who were lined up behind Su Hu, a masked person spread out his outer garment.

Then, five shining objects from inside his body flew into Su Hu's hand.

"These are the five treasures I have salvaged from the corpses of the stars I have conquered."

A piece of a star that had been gathered from the remnants of the destruction after cutting the hearts of five worlds.

These stones, which contained a piece of the last screams and fears of the stars, were artifacts that each held the power of a dead star.

The shining stones began to be embedded in Su Hu's one arm in a row.

Then, his arm began to stretch and extend strangely and to change into the shape of a huge blade.

Inside the blade, which was entangled with Su Hu's blood and flesh, blood vessels were writhing.

It was a sight sufficient to make the beholder feel disgust and pressure.

"Be proud to receive my one sword, which has cut the world and history."

As he raised the blade, strangely, the surroundings of the blade began to shimmer, and the sky began to distort.

In the distorted sky, pitch-black holes like an abyss were revealed, and from within them, a wind sound like a scream was heard without a break, stimulating the mind.

Right after Su Hu had created the blade, the purple clouds and the strange environments that had been surrounding the Paecheon Pavilion also began to shake as if they were struggling, and their power began to weaken rapidly.

At the same time, a piece of Su Hu's flesh the size of a fingernail broke off like a bead and began to scatter into the air.

Jeul, looking at his hideous sword, slowly concentrated the energy of the Infinite Ten Thousand Variations in one hand.

The sword membrane that had been protecting his whole body was withdrawn, and a black airflow began to entangle and to clump in Jeul's hand.

A black sword with a black haze about half a foot long was created.

The essence of the sword gang and the ultimate technique that had made him be called Mo Guangdi.

The unity of body and sword.

It was the Infinite Diamond Ten Variations Sword.

Jeul, holding the hand where the sword gang was burning, lightly flew his body towards Su Hu again.

He himself, who was made of the Diamond Body, was a sword that nothing in the world could block.

Jeul, without even knowing that a black smoke was rising from the cracks in his skin, flew a sword strike at Su Hu's neck.

Swoosh!

Mo Guangdi's one sword was neither fast nor slow.

However, to avoid his one sword, which was displayed with the state of the unity of body and sword, was by no means possible.

It was too natural for Su Hu's body to be cut in front of the power of the burning sword gang.

Clang!

At the sound that echoed in the Paecheon Pavilion, the complexion of Jeul, who had been displaying a sword strike in a state of selflessness, became even darker.

The sword gang, which was said to be able to cut anything in the world, was blocked by the hideous blade made of Su Hu's flesh.

The black sword gang, which had been displayed with his Ten Variations Finger Sword, was shimmering as if it were being sucked in, and was gradually losing its light on Su Hu's sword blade.

"How meaningless is the resistance of a mere human in front of the power that swallows the world?"

Although Su Hu was talking as if it were ridiculous, his own state was also not good.

His whole body was covered in blood, and pieces of his flesh were rising like beads and were flying out of his body, and the foul smell of burnt flesh was vibrating due to the influence of the sword gang.

As the formation of the Paecheon Pavilion weakened due to the clash of the two superhumans, the time that Su Hu could maintain his power was rapidly decreasing.

If the formation completely disappeared, the air of the Central Plains would fill the Paecheon Pavilion again, and then Su Hu would not be able to handle this power either.

Hiss!

Although Jeul tried to swing the Ten Variations Finger Sword again, the strong qi that was entangled in Su Hu's sword blade did not move easily as he wished.

As the light of the Ten Variations Finger Sword faded, a change gradually occurred in Jeul's condition.

The Diamond Body, which had been cracked once, could not withstand the shock.

His hard body began to crack, and fine cracks began to appear all over his body.

A sound as if a piece of pottery was breaking was heard, and a black energy began to surge from his whole body with smoke and to dance in all directions.

"Begone."

Bang!

As Su Hu kicked Jeul, Jeul's body, which was made of the sword gang, was thrown to the ground powerlessly.

Although Su Hu's ankle, which had kicked Jeul, was also twisted and the bone had popped out, Su Hu did not seem to care much.

"Gah."

Su Hu, with a short groan, pulled out five stones from his hand.

Then, Su Hu's hideous hand gradually regained its original shape, and the wounds where the white bones were exposed began to heal at a rapid speed.

"Your... what is that?"

Jeul asked with difficulty. Although he had not fallen, the sword qi that had been wrapped around his hand had noticeably decreased.

In addition, as if a huge bonfire was spewing out smoke, a black smoke was rising from his head towards the sky with a tremendous momentum.

As the amount of smoke increased, Jeul's complexion gradually became pale, and the black membrane that had been surrounding his whole body also began to gradually lose its shape.

"The Mountain and River State Blade."

Su Hu, while answering, frowned, feeling the gray sky disappearing and the air of the Central Plains gradually brushing his nose.

And he began to slowly descend towards Jeul, who was standing still and looking at him like a burnt-out piece of firewood.

Hiss!

Jeul's black hair had already turned white, and his whole body was gradually drying up and becoming gaunt.

Jeul, with his hollow eyes, still looked at the triumphant Su Hu, whose momentum had not decreased.

"Now, do you have nothing to say to this king?"

"Hehe..."

Jeul, with difficulty, raised his head and looked at the sky.

The purple clouds were scattering, and a bright light began to pour down from the sky.

The clouds that were gathering and disappearing like a bruise looked like peach blossoms.

The martial arts he had practiced for his whole life were collapsing.

Although he had never been defeated since he had practiced the Ten Variations True Art, he had lost everything in his first and last defeat, so this was also an extremely futile thing.

"A flower does not last for ten days... what a futile thing."

(End of Chapter)