Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 620

Episode 620

Because there is no end (2)

“….”

Yang Cheon’s hand holding the baduk stone stopped.

Baek Seo looked at Yang Chen with a puzzled face.

“Master?”

When playing Baduk, Yang Cheon never hesitated.

It can play long games, but it has no hesitation when it comes to holding stones. Such habits were in line with Yang Cheon’s personality.

I’ve never seen a player stop while trying to place a stone on a checkerboard like now.

Sreuk.

Yang Chen raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Rumbling.

The sky in Honam has been completely dark since yesterday. There were a lot of dark clouds and the day was humid.

Kurung. Grumble.

“…Is it thunder?”

It seemed as if the sky was angry.

Yang Chen’s eyes deepened.

“Why? “It’s a strange feeling, a prickling in my heart.”

There was worry on the white paper’s face.

“I wonder if there is a strain on the body.”

Yangcheon had been suffering from internal injuries for a long time due to a past encounter with the leader of the Saeum cult.

Thanks to Yeon Ho-jeong, his internal injuries were healed, but Baek Seo, who was deeply loyal, could not forget the memories of that time. If I hadn’t known until the end, wouldn’t I have lost my master?

Yang Chen chuckled.

“It’s a bit difficult. On the contrary, I feel more energetic every day.”

“Fortunately, the.”

“Don’t worry about my body. This is a body that will live for another hundred years. “I went through all this trouble to get my hands on it, but I can’t be hurt even if it’s unfair.”

“Of course you should.”

“Hmm…”

Yangcheon licked his lips.

“I feel really strange. “It seems good, but I feel really uncomfortable.”

“Looking at the humid weather, it looks like it will rain soon. “How about you finish this and return to Bu?”

“Uh-huh, this person. “I said I’d like to climb this scenic peak and have some fun. Are we going already?”

“But…”

“If it rains, you can just let it hit you. “Aren’t we the kind of people who are weak enough to be troubled by rainwater?”

White Paper bowed his head.

Just right.

Yang Chen placed the stone.

“Now, let’s play the next move. “It won’t be easy.”

“It is indeed a clever trick.”

White Paper entered the storage room, staring intently at the checkerboard.

Yangcheon lifted his glass from the liquor table set up next to him and looked up at the sky once again.

Dark clouds moving with the wind. The movement is so fast that it can be seen with the naked eye. You’re in a good position so there’s no wind blowing this way, but there’s probably a deafeningly strong wind blowing in the sky.

The direction the dark clouds were heading was west.

“…Is it Guizhou? Or is it Sacheon?”

* * *

Teeeeee!

One of the strings broke with a sharp sound.

“….”

The eyes that looked at the gold string that was about to be broken were very beautiful. The modifier ‘bongmok (??)’ could not fit very well.

Rumbling.

A soft sound of thunder sounded from across the sky.

It was an unusual sound. Because he is a person who deals with sound, he can pick up even the slightest differences in sound. She had ears more sensitive than anyone else.

“The sky…”

The voice that came out was as fine and beautiful as her eyes.

“You look like you’re in pain.”

“yes?”

“The sound of thunder.”

“Ah yes.”

The woman who nodded with an awkward expression stood up.

“Anyway, the gold string broke. I guess it’s because it’s been so long. I will soon…”

“No. “It’s my fault.”

“…yes?”

“You couldn’t control your strength. After all, I’m still very immature.”

The woman smiled slightly at her teacher’s words.

Her teacher was the greatest artist in the world. At the same time, he was one of the best martial artists, ranked among the thirteen or ten in this vast world.

It was ridiculous to say that such a person was immature. Humility is too much.

However, the woman tried to learn humility from her teacher. Even the warrior and entertainer who has reached such a high position humbles himself. It wasn’t something anyone could do.

“Would you like a new cup of tea?”

“Yes, please.”

The woman bowed her head politely and walked out with the prize.

After the woman left, the owner of the gold looked out the window at the sky again.

Rumbling.

Thunder resounding as if it had been waiting.

The owner of gold sighed.

“You are like a mother in labor. “You moan so hard to give birth to something.”

Flash!

At that time, a bolt of lightning struck the southwest area.

The owner of gold smiled.

These days, I rarely smile, so strangely, I smiled.

“You worked so hard to give birth to lightning.”

* * *

Puff puff puff!

A massive slash that seemed like it could demolish several buildings in an instant caused a series of explosions and destroyed them on the spot.

“…?!”

What is this clear and comfortable air?

Phew.

The hot, overheated air cooled for a moment, but then changed to cool.

Huh. Phew. Phew.

It was a strange wind.

The wind blowing from the west was hard and heavy. Even though it had a pleasant coolness, if I held still, I felt a coldness that almost gave me goosebumps.

The Western Gold God is White.

The wind blowing from the east was soft and light. If you smile at the warmth of the wind that passes through the fluttering flower petals as a bridge, it flows past your body with a coldness that can never be caught.

The Eastern Tree God is Blue.

On the other hand, the wind rising from the south was very hot but fast as a gale. A craze that feels weightless. It was so fierce that it seemed as if it would burn off my skin, but somehow I had a magical power that made me want to ride the wind.

The Namcheon Fire God is red.

Furthermore, the wind pouring in from the north was extremely transparent and heavy like a mountain. I felt like I would be swept away by the extreme weight, but there was a magic of the iron wall that somehow made me feel strong.

The Northern Water God is black.

West and East Namcheon and Bukcheon.

Because the world is unreasonable, God created an indicator of the path to follow. And on that surface, an invincible divine beast was placed to guard the direction, embodying the wishes of all people in the world.

Defense is the path to take, and the divine beast that guards the path to take is no different from guarding the world.

The path that life should take, and the path that the world’s laws should take.

And in the center where the gods looked, there was one person.

Jiiiiiiing! Hwaaaaa!!

One platform rotating at high speed was emitting an incredible amount of energy that a single living being’s body could not withstand.

The speed is truly indescribable. In the blink of an eye, you can already make dozens of rounds. It is literally moving faster than any other material even in a split second of time.

Weeeeeee!!

As the rotation speed increases, the sound, which is close to noise, becomes louder.

Cheeeeeek!!

The heat generated by the rotation created enormous steam in the body of the person who possessed that power.

‘Dangerous.’

The owner thought. It’s dangerous.

He controlled the heat with the power of the Southern Heavenly Avatar and maintained the amount of moisture in his body with the power of the Northern Heavenly Avatar.

The power of the Western Geumshin strengthened the muscles and bones, and the power of the Eastern Geumshin gave strong elasticity to the muscles and bones.

Nonetheless, it is dangerous. The shrine, rotating at an unprecedented speed, was emitting enormous power at every moment. It will only be a matter of time before this adamantine body collapses.

‘Is there a way?’

there is.

The only way to prevent the body from collapsing is to stop its rotation.

But it was such a pity. If this rotation stops, the emission of power will also stop, and then the four divine energies that will fly to the sky will also be tied to this body again.

That can’t be possible.

Although it exists somewhere between consciousness and unconsciousness, the owner of all things has not forgotten. This is the middle of a fight. We exist in an unknown world where time is divided, and if this realm is broken, we will immediately have to fight again against an enemy that is difficult to handle.

If you give up this power and fight, you will die anyway. We’ll do our best, but we can’t overcome the fundamental power gap.

It has to go like this. We must bear this power.

Based on this power, he had to lead himself to the castle of the Defeated King, who had cast dark war clouds over the world in the past.

Is there a way to not give up your power? Without dying, can I take strides toward the great realms I achieved in the past?

‘there is.’

Yes. it could be.

It’s extremely dangerous, but I can lead myself to the light in a way that I can’t try before now.

What is the method?

‘Five great gods.’

There were a total of four sacred techniques that made up the altar.

Byeokla Jingyeol Yongpo Shingong Geomgeuksagi Shingi.

As each divine energy was added, the density of the divine altar increased and the strands of energy became extremely thin. Instead of becoming thinner, the bundles became several times more numerous.

As it becomes stronger, it also requires delicate operation.

The owner realizes.

With the current bundle of divine energy, I cannot make this rotating power my own.

That we need a shrine like light that condenses all the power, which is much more detailed and much more numerous than this, into the size it is now.

The moment I realized it.

The master began to recite the remaining martial art of Yeonga’s five great martial arts.

‘Hwanjeongsimgong (????).’

Hwanjeongsimgong was the softest and calmest martial art among the five great gods.

Although it does not produce great power, its true energy never ceases, it always protects the mind and body, and the energy itself is wise and abundant.

There was no Yeongain who trained only Hwanjeongsimgong to survive in the barren Gangho martial forest. However, when Hwanjeongsimgong also reaches its peak, like Yeonwi, who saw the pinnacle of Swordsmanship, he will have eyes that can see through all other divine techniques at a glance.

It’s different, but it’s the same. Same but different.

Byeokla Yongpo Geomgeuk Kidney and Hwanjeong.

All of the Yeonga martial arts are combined into one to complete the Yeonga Shindan (????), the best secret technique of the Yeonga martial arts, and then form the Gwangmyeong Shindan (????), the pinnacle of the Shindan.

The mass of true energy that transformed into the God of Light accelerated its otherwise fast rotation speed ten times.

Flash!

It was the speed of light. The rotational speed finally caught up with the speed of light and the power of the diverging supermass began to converge.

Flash! Flash!

The flashing light itself was no different from a weapon.

“Tsk!”

The Sixth High Priest groaned without realizing it and retreated far away.

I couldn’t open my eyes. It was such a bright light. Tremendous heat and light were spreading throughout this area, as if the sun, high in the sky, had been pulled down to the ground.

Cheeeeeeeee!

The demonic energy gushing out wavered like crazy and was slightly oxidized.

Magi is being oxidized little by little but surely. That meant that the few remaining lives of the six commanders were fading away faster.

However, the six commanders even forgot that their lifespan was shortening.

‘This is…’

I couldn’t help but bite my lip. I couldn’t feel the pain even as I chewed my half-torn, tattered lip.

“Nonsense!!”

Crumbling! Crrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

A divine beast of contemplation flew up from Yeonhojeong’s body, emitting light as intense as the sun.

It was not a metaphor or illusion, but reality. The divine beasts of the Four Gods, made up of true energy, roared with joy in front of the broken seal.

and.

Above another Absolute One who perfected himself by stealing the light from the sky.

The sky that had lost its light was dark and dark.

Beneath the dark sky there is a shining emperor.

Yeon Ho-jeong closed his eyes.

Flash!

And the Dark Emperor opened his eyes.