Chapter 90 : Chapter 90
Chapter 090. General of the North (6)
The moment Dam Jeok-san raised different types of genuine qi from his two swords, the audience began to murmur.
Handling different types of genuine qi without mastering a divine art of the Double Intent series that splits the mind is a suicidal act. Out of ten, ten, out of a hundred, a hundred, most ended up suffering qi deviation.
However, Dam Jeok-san fearlessly operated the Prajna Heart Technique and the Extreme Heaven Strange Sovereign Technique simultaneously. Even though he had already lost his dantian once due to qi deviation.
Grind.
Un Wol-hyang, who was watching that scene, gritted her molars tightly.
It is a fist strike that absolutely cannot be blocked by ordinary methods. It is at a level where it is correct to see it as a literal disaster.
Making such a choice itself was understandable. Because the power emitted by different types of genuine qi resonating is truly formidable. Moreover, the power of the Prajna Heart Technique he handled even seemed strangely antagonistic to the General's genuine qi.
The problem is one thing. Can Dam Jeok-san withstand the recoil? Can a body that has already experienced qi deviation once endure that massive burden?
There is nothing that can be certain. Then there is only one thing she can do.
‘I must believe.’
That her martial nephew will survive. However, thinking so did not mean she could really relax her mind. Un Wol-hyang's hand hovered around her sword handle, unable to leave it.
“In the end, your words were right. To think the General would even bring out the Mountain Breaking Fist. The Sword Dragon might really die. Are you nervous?”
At that moment, Blood Death Lord, who had approached her side before she knew it, asked nonchalantly.
“There is no way.”
Un Wol-hyang shook her head reflexively at those words.
Her martial nephew dies? Just from a fist strike of that level? Just a moment ago, she was fidgeting with her sword thinking that it might happen, but when she heard the same words through Blood Death Lord's mouth, a denial immediately popped out.
“That much is barely enough.”
Un Wol-hyang continued firmly. Hearing the story that her martial nephew might die from Blood Death Lord's mouth made her realize. Those words were wrong. Dam Jeok-san cannot be killed with just that much.
That was not belief but conviction. Un Wol-hyang slowly took her hand off the sword and looked at her martial nephew. With the conviction that he would overcome that trial.
“Indeed, if a kid who handles different types of genuine qi so freely without even mastering Wudang's Double Intent Divine Art dies here, there would be no tragedy like that for the Martial Sovereign Castle.”
At those words, Blood Death Lord retorted with a voice still full of laughter.
Un Wol-hyang completely ignored the old monster's words. Because now, no story could shake her conviction.
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Dam Jeok-san felt like his head was going to explode.
No, it is not a simple feeling.
Literally, his Baekhui acupoint was heated up as if it would burst. Because operating two types of genuine qi at once puts a tremendous strain on the Upper Dantian.
However, that doesn't only have bad points. As the Upper Dantian overheated, the super senses beyond the six senses became sharper than at any other moment.
Right now, Dam Jeok-san could clearly sense every single fine wrinkle on the General's fist, and even a single strand of her breath.
And even with those senses, he could not find any method to break or evade that fist strike.
Should it be called Perfect Perfection? It is complete no matter which direction one looks at it, so no way to distort it can be seen. Except for clashing head-on.
And to create even a sliver of a chance of winning when clashing head-on, he had no choice but to operate the Prajna Heart Technique and the Extreme Heaven Strange Sovereign Technique simultaneously.
He covers the lacking power with the repulsive force generated as the two practically antagonistic genuine qi collide.
He bites and hangs on to the opponent with the tenacity of the Extreme Heaven Strange Sovereign Technique, and collapses the place he bit and hung on to with the pure Buddhist power possessed by the Prajna Heart Technique.
It is a simple principle. Although executing it in reality will never be simple.
Dam Jeok-san takes a step forward with his double swords crossed.
WHOOSH!
A sharp sound of splitting wind that does not suit a fist that would tear down even Mount Tai is heard in his ears.
At the same time, something warm flows down from his ears. His eardrums were torn by the overly intense wind pressure.
However, Dam Jeok-san extends the crossed swords straight without even a moment to feel the pain.
Before one knew it, the distance between the sword and the fist became merely a single thin sheet of paper. Dam Jeok-san swung the crossed swords against the pressure originating from the fist strike.
“Ten.”
The General Jin Ryeo counted the number in a low voice like a judge pronouncing capital punishment.
Exactly at that moment, the fist harboring power to tear down Mount Tai met the two swords Dam Jeok-san forged while being prepared for qi deviation.
―――――――!
There is no splendid explosion, nor a roar shaking the earth's axis. Just a strange silence hangs in the air.
“Kugh…….”
Dam Jeok-san groaned through his teeth and looked at the fist pushing back his swords. It is tremendous pressure. If he relaxes even a little, his internal organs will become porridge while holding the swords.
‘Is this― a domain……?’
It is hard to define it clearly as such. It was not unfolded with will. Just something similar to it was naturally formed at the tip of the fist where killing intent lingered.
However, even that fragment was enough to overwhelm Dam Jeok-san.
He was literally barely holding on. The unprecedented power created by the Prajna Heart Technique and the Extreme Heaven Strange Sovereign Technique constantly resonating allows him to handle the fist strike he should not originally be able to handle.
However, handling it is not enough. He must push it back. Even if he risks his life. Does risking one's life in a duel feel foolish? No, it is not. The opponent is already full of killing intent, so not risking one's life is stupid.
Dam Jeok-san did not hesitate. In the first place, didn't he swear the moment he regained his dantian again? That even if he dies when he dies, he will willingly burn everything. That only within that will he find life.
Unique Ultimate Technique
Heterogeneous Resonance Knot
Red White Extreme Smoke Slash
That utmost heart combines with the Grandmaster's talent Dam Jeok-san possesses to investigate a single supreme art. Red White Extreme Smoke Slash. A decisive art that can overturn even the direction of the battle.
The Heaven-Breaking Star-Destroying Style boiling red and the Prajna Heart Technique sinking white. Antagonistic energies burn each other and bloom sword smoke harboring massive power.
A strange burning shockwave, seemingly smoke or fog, goes over Dam Jeok-san's swords and wraps even around the General's fist.
An appearance as if reaching the extreme of Grafting Flowers onto a Tree pursued by Wudang's sword. However, the ultimate secret the Red White Extreme Smoke Slash investigates is not such a soft and gentle thing.
BOOOOM!!
The smoke that was extremely light sinks unbelievably heavily.
Super Heavy Transformation. It is the principle of the Red White Extreme Smoke Slash that forges a sword as light as smoke into a heavy sword with formidable pressure and weight in an instant.
Only then could Dam Jeok-san confront the General's clenched fist equally.
CRACKLE!
Along with a roar in the hall filled with silence, sparks and unknown fragments scatter in all directions. It means a crack finally appeared in the domain the General was dominating.
It is a domain, no less. Of course, it was not deployed with full intent, but merely formed naturally following the fist strike containing killing intent, but…… it was a surprising thing that Dam Jeok-san's unique ultimate technique reached a level where it could make even a minute crack in a domain not mixed with the power of monsters.
As a crack appeared, only then did Dam Jeok-san's intention begin to shine. Red, the power of the Extreme Heaven Strange Sovereign Technique tenaciously pokes at the gaps in the fist strike. White, the power of the Prajna Heart Technique melts those gaps.
Like that, Dam Jeok-san's Red White Extreme Smoke Slash began to push back the General's fist strike little by little.
“Ha.”
The General looked at such Dam Jeok-san as if dumbfounded.
Did that greenhorn create a new martial art in front of her right now? It is an unbelievable thing. The creation of martial arts is not possible with simple talent. Those with the qualification of a Grandmaster are fixed. However, what is more difficult than being born with the qualification is blooming it.
The condition for blooming is simple. Countless failures and attempts numerous enough to transcend those failures. However, those born with the qualification of a Grandmaster are mostly geniuses with few equals in their era. Kirins who would not fail even if they followed a set path.
Ah, is that so.
Dam Jeok-san lost his dantian despite being such a genius. He failed. Perhaps to stand up overcoming that failure, he must have experienced countless failures.
Did those years of endurance forge you? For the first time, the General looked deeply into Dam Jeok-san's eyes and asked silently.
That is correct, thank you very much for recognizing it. Dam Jeok-san also answered with silence.
At the same time, Dam Jeok-san's swords completely pushed back the General's fist and advanced toward her nape.
THWACK!
The General hurriedly extended her left hand and struck his abdomen. A graceful and natural palm technique.
However.
“Ten, the eleventh, move…….”
Dam Jeok-san spoke boldly toward the General even while groaning.
“I won, I…….”
He collapsed before even finishing his sentence.
“Yes, Dam Jeok-san, you won. I lost.”
She bowed her head deeply and said. Soon after, she carefully received the slowly falling Dam Jeok-san. As if serving an elder.
General of the Imperial Army. An Imperial Family member who is like a grandmother to the Emperor. At the action of the old woman possessing a supreme status incomparable in the Central Plains, the area stirred.
Excluding that Emperor, the General does not behave so respectfully to anyone. It was clearly so.
“My, my, the Eldest Young Master will be greatly disappointed. Tsk tsk tsk.”
Blood Death Lord laughed as if finding something very funny.
“…….”
Sword Addict, unlike himself, calculated with his abacus how this matter would affect the Orthodox Factions as a member of the Righteous Heaven Alliance and an elder of Mount Hua.
“As expected.”
Un Wol-hyang twisted her lips up as if it was a natural thing.
And.
Slide.
Moving her body like a ghost, she snatched Dam Jeok-san, whom the General was holding, away from her.
“……You are still cheeky.”
The old woman looked at the Sword Venerable standing in front of her with an absurd expression.
“I don't think that's something to hear from an old woman.”
At her rebuke, the Northern Heaven Sword Venerable frowned and grumbled.
The General continued saying something, but the Sword Venerable completely ignored it and placed her fingers on Dam Jeok-san's wrist.
There is no problem with the pulse. It is just exhaustion. He fainted because his mind could not overcome the fatigue due to excessively drawing upon the Upper Dantian.
“I should keep the promise…….”
Only then, at the moment she looked at the General and opened her mouth to say something.
THUD!
The General Jin Ryeo stomped her foot lightly and bowed her neck very slightly to take a military salute.
“Crazy.”
Seeing that appearance, a curse popped out of Un Wol-hyang's mouth.
The General never offers a military salute to anyone who is not the Emperor. It is not a story of Jin Ryeo alone. It is a law applied to everyone holding the position of General.
But Jin Ryeo broke that law personally. In a place where thugs of the Jianghu were watching in swarms.
“Do you believe me with this much?”
At Jin Ryeo's words, Un Wol-hyang nodded her head slowly as if it couldn't be helped.
“First, move Dam Jeok-san. Don't we have things to discuss among ourselves?”
Rewards and punishments regarding the stopping of Wi Cheon-rak's conspiracy and prevention of recurrence. And about the dark clouds wrapping the Central Plains. Yes, they had certainly gathered to discuss such things.
However, their eyes were stolen by Dam Jeok-san's dazzling martial might.
“Wait, before that…….”
At that time, a woman of dazzling beauty who was crushed in a corner suddenly intervened in the hall.
“……!”
Dark Heaven. Commander of the Northern Wind Sword Corps and the alter ego of the Black Dragon. There was no one who did not recognize her.
“One magic message arrived to me.”
As a transcendent sorcerer, she can sometimes receive magic messages ignoring the constraint of distance. Of course, it is a story possible only when the opponent is also a sorcerer corresponding to her.
In other words, those who can send magic messages to her are extremely limited.
At most, maybe the Imperial Family in Beijing, the Martial Sovereign Castle in Shanxi, and the Wudang Sect where the Spirit River Sword Immortal, an old monster corresponding to the Eight Sovereigns of Murim, is located.
No.
There is one more. That is precisely.
The head of the Eight Sovereigns of Murim,
“The sender is the loser of the West, the Ming Cult Leader. He was looking into this place with that high-and-mighty True Demon Eye.”
Heavenly Demon.
Even the Lord of the Martial Sovereign Castle Man Su-geuk was together by his side, but Dark Heaven did not bother to convey those words.
Because Man Su-geuk seemed to want to reunite with his disciple personally.
From the two swords, shockwaves of the Extreme Heaven Strange Sovereign Technique and the Prajna Heart Technique respectively were burning like flames.