Chapter 120: What You Trampled On / The Path You Have Tread (9)

Chapter 120: What You Trampled On / The Path You Have Tread (9)

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Thud, thud...

From deep within the cave, 'something' walks out.

Gulp

As it emerges, the surrounding curses grow denser.

Eventually, Byeok Mun-seong ascends into the air, rising upwards.

Rumble, rumble...

Darkness.

A dense dome of darkness surrounds it.

Byeok Mun-seong, amidst the darkness, watches thousands of writhing curses and greets the entity.

The two cultivators who have been chatting heedlessly also send their greetings following Byeok Mun-seong.

"Long time no see, Cultivator Seo."

Byeok Mun-seong greeted him again, sizing up his cultivation.

'Qi Building... 4th Constellation.'

Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, Winnowing Basket.

Ladle, Ox, Girl, Emptiness, Rooftop, Chamber, Wall.

Leg, Bond, Stomach, Hairy head, Net, Beak, Triple Star.

Well, Ghost.

He felt the energies of 23 Spiritual Energy Stars of the 4 Constellations.

Byeok Mun-seong felt the flow of Pure Spiritual Force at the center of the curses and looked at him.

'Just Qi Building 4th Constellation, but the strength of Grand Perfection... Those terrifying curses... Even though I have not been at Core Formation for long... I dont feel like I can win.'

Typically, curse sorcerers who practice curse methods handle 30-40 curse spells, up to 60 or 70 in some cases.

In exceptional cases, more than 90.

But what about him?

'It looks like thousands at a glance...'

It means he is hundreds of times more skilled than the typical curse sorcerers.

Being hundreds of times more skilled at the Qi Building Grand Perfection stage meant his power is virtually no different from Core Formation.

Byeok Mun-seong continues to speak towards the dark dome of curses.

"As I said, it's time for the old monsterl to wake up..."

[I know.]

A rough voice echoes from the dark center.

The voice is dark, unlike a human's, with an eerie effect that intimidates the listener.

[Hurry up. Lead the way.]

"...Yes, understood."

Then, it happens.

"Wait, arent you a bit too commanding, even considering everything?"

One of the cultivators who followed Byeok Mun-seong spoke towards the dark dome.

"We came to visit, yet you talk without showing your face. Your cultivation seems only to be at Qi Building, so... is it right to be so disrespectful to us, Core Formation cultivators?"

"Miss Gongmyo!"

Byeok Mun-seong, with a pale face, tries to stop the cultivator from the Gongmyo Clan.

But Miss Gongmyo is unrelenting.

"They say you're a madman, wandering the mountainous regions of Byeokra in the dark, watching fan dances, and suddenly screaming and rampaging. I would understand if you were really insane, but since you can talk..."

"Quiet, please!"

Just then.

Kugugugugugu!

From the black dome, a mass of dark curse spells begin pouring towards her.

Swoosh!

The mass of curses transform into a giant black hand, reaching out as if to engulf her.

"Eek!"

The woman from the Gongmyo Clan frowns, forming a seal to deploy a defensive spell.

A blue sphere blocks the black hand.

"What is this madness!? You..."

And, as she is about to express her anger,

The protective shield touched by the Black Hand begins to decay and crumble.

"Wh-what...!?"

"Miss Gongmyo! Use the Holy Concentration Talisman!"

At Byeok Mun-seong's shout, she takes out a talisman.

And at that moment, the Black Hand strikes her.

Boom!

Shes sent flying by the Black Hand, crashing into the opposite hillside.

A cloud of dust billows.

"Wait! You crazywhat are you doing to Gongmyo Unnie!"

Miss Jin, stay calm, I'll resolve this through conversation!"

"Young Noble Byeok, stay put. Don't underestimate the Jin Clan!"

As she forms her hand seals with a vigorous motion, thousands of fire pellets appear around her, filling all directions.

Burn that insolent shadow to ashes! Go!

With a roaring sound, the fire pellets begin to move in unison.

However.

Rain ().

Shiiiiiiii!

Collide ().

Chua Jua Jua Jua Jua!

From within the black domain, hundreds of curse spells fly towards her like arrows with incredible speed.

The curse spells explode the fire pellets, causing a massive explosion, and a few pass by her body.

Whist!

A small droplet of blood drops from her cheek.

How dare you... Just a Qi Building stage...!!

However, the entity within the black mass clicks its tongue.

Its over.

What nonsense! I havent even shown my true power yet! Watch, Ill show you the magical arts of Jin Clan's Fiery Silk Flame Heat Wave!

Huaaaaaa!

Around her, flames resembling silky drapes begin to flicker.

The heat from the flaming silks soar infinitely, drying up the moisture in the surrounding terrain.

But the entity within the darkness remains silent.

Instead, with a hand seal, a clay figure rises from below.

[...Coming back later to dig through the sand would be absurd.]

He takes out flags and magic artifacts from his possession.

These are the magic artifacts he had bought at the Spirit Path Conference before coming here.

Shick, shick, shick!

Thump, thump, thump!

The flags and magic artifacts fly in all directions, embedding themselves into the ground, preventing the sandstorm from covering the graveyard.

Its just a formation with the sole purpose to block the sandstorm.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Seo Eun-hyun looks at the set formation and surveys the surroundings.

The glass swords he had made are all broken and crumbled, with not many maintaining their shape.

Out of the thousands he made, only about 5,000 remain in any recognizable form.

Whoosh!

Using sword control, Seo Eun-hyun selects 3,000 intact glass swords.

[...I'm sorry to come to you in this state. I need your strength. Please understand.]

It isn't just Buk Hyang-hwa.

The neighbors who blessed us, me and her.

Every life, every connection that lived in this city.

They are all precious to me.

Therefore, this revenge cannot be completed by my hands alone.

It must be done with everyone's strength.

Seo Eun-hyun pulls the swords embedded in their graves towards him.

The dharma treasure, the Colorless Glass Sword, is a magic artifact treated as a set of 3,000 flying swords.

Seo Eun-hyeon takes out the blueprint left by Buk Hyang-hwa for the Colorless Glass Sword.

The method to make the Colorless Glass Sword is simple.

Make 3,000 flying swords out of glass.

Carve a simple spiritual energy circuit on each glass sword.

However, the circuit on each sword must be slightly different.

The slight variations follow a set of rules established by Buk Hyang-hwa, and its enough to just slightly adjust the direction of the circuits according to those rules.

Day and night changes rapidly.

Seo Eun-hyun successfully engraved all the spiritual energy circuits on the 3,000 worn glass swords.

After engraving a single spiritual energy circuit on each of the 3,000 swords, Seo Eun-hyeon added one or two basic incantation scripts that are usually added onto dharma treasures for each, then infused them with spiritual power.

Whoosh!

Thus, the Colorless Glass Sword recognized him as their master.

A truly, maddeningly simple refining process.

The materials are easy to acquire, and the refining method is simple.

'For testing the Formless Sword with it...'

Seo Eun-hyun decides to test its power in front of Yuan Li.

After all, its meant to cut his neck.

There is no way she would have made it with insufficient power.

After looking at the completed Colorless Glass Swords, he continues to verify with the blueprint she left behind.

Its completed without any issues.

Rustle.

Then, Seo Eun-hyun reads the words written at the bottom of the blueprint.

Words he had read numerous times before coming here.

Words she left for him.

Orabeoni, the Colorless Glass Sword is a set of 3,000 as a dharma treasure.

It might seem like a lot, but seeing how you handle flying swords, I thought you can definitely manage it.

Did you know? Originally, the number for the Colorless Glass Sword wasnt 3,000, but 3,650.

Did you know that yesterday marked exactly 10 years since you came to Cheon-saek City?

The Colorless Glass Sword is made to commemorate that.

A dharma treasure made to commemorate each day you spent here. However, I left the remaining 650 sets incomplete on purpose, hoping we could design and create them together, so I made it operate only with 3,000 sets.

Its still incomplete, so I hope we can finish it together in the future. Will you tell me your answer?

Chiik Chiiiik

Black tears drop one by one from Seo Eun-hyuns face covered in the shadows.

The fallen tears scatter into curse spells, corroding the sand.

Hiss!

The sand beneath Seo Eun-hyun begins to corrode wildly.

The curse spells surrounding him grow denser.

[...I will... carry this... in my heart. I will complete it.]

Seo Eun-hyun looks at Buk Hyang-hwas grave.

[I will be back.]

And then, he leaves the grounds of Cheon-saek City with the 3000 set Colorless Glass Sword.

Whoosh!

As he walks through the air after leaving Cheon-saek City, his eyes catch someone.

Its Byeok Mun-seong, riding on a flying sword dharma treasure.

[What is it?]

"I was waiting for you. The head of my clan tasked me with escorting you."

[...Sorrow is a deep blue color.]

"Hmm?"

[Your consciousness is also deep blue.]

""

[You werent waiting for me. You were mourning for her, werent you?]

Byeok Mun-seong did not respond, only turning his head away.

[After this war ends.]

Seo Eun-hyun speaks to Byeok Mun-seong.

[Let's go together, and mourn her together.]

"Lets go quickly."

[Yes.]

The two men fly towards the center of the Heaven-Treading Desert.

Towards the sealing place of Yuan Li.

[The time has come to witness the long-awaited conclusion.]

Translator Notes: Extra donated chapter by mjspixel. Thanks for the support!

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