Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 342 (Part 2)



342 (Part 2)

What I can bring with me is.

Only memories it seems.

Then what is the pain I am experiencing right now?

It is a kind of backlash.

Washing away the power gained through training in the demonic realm.

I am returning to the physical body that existed in the present world.

That’s it.

“Damn it really hurts.”

It’s just painfully excruciating.

The sensation felt as if my entire body was being struck with a blunt object.

In the midst of it all I couldn’t even scream.

If I moved wrong I felt like I would be done for.

I just endure.

I had to keep enduring.

Whether it’s fire or lightning.

Enduring the pain that feels like it’s burning my entire body and limbs.

I stayed like that for a while.

After barely surviving the hellish time in that dog-like pain.

Crisp.

With the sound of something crumbling.

Thud….

I felt the sensation of my legs which had been floating touching the ground.

Then the wind blew.

A breeze I hadn’t felt in a long time.

Feeling that I finally spat out the words I had been holding back.

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“Wow damn.

I couldn’t help but curse.

But it couldn’t be helped.

“I really almost died….”

I truly almost died.

It’s so different from my previous life.

If I had even breathed wrong.

I might have been torn apart right then and there.

Isn’t it insane?

“Let’s see if I can do that again.”

It was a method I used because I had no time.

But if I had known I would end up in such a dangerous situation I might not have chosen this method.

I raised my hand and brushed my hair back.

For some reason my physical body felt heavy as I took action.

Just moving my hand felt incredibly heavy.

‘That aside.’

I needed to slowly assess this.

First I had to know what was important.

For now.

I had to find Jang Seon-yeon.

Even if I had burned and killed her.

That was death in the demonic realm.

I asked the World Tree about this part but I was told it was impossible because it was related to the laws.

If that’s the case it’s highly likely that Jang Seon-yeon also returned alive.

After all this was all part of what I had anticipated.

If she returned alive.

I could just kill her again.

There would be plenty of demonic beasts around….

Thinking that I looked around.

“But what is this…. What’s going on? Why does it look like this?”

I naturally thought I would reappear in the place I entered the demonic realm.

But what I saw was not a thicket of grass but an unexpected building.

The fortunate thing is that I could tell what kind of building it was.

Even though time had passed.

Fortunately I remembered.

That’s the building of the Divine Dragon Pavilion.

But.

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It looked a bit strange.

‘What happened here?’

I wondered how much money had been poured into it.

The beautifully constructed building.

It had cracks here and there and looked like it would crumble if touched.

‘No way….’

Seeing that I had to think a bit frighteningly.

I thought only a few days had passed.

But it couldn’t have turned into that in just a few days.

Could it be that time flowed at the same rate?

Oh then it’s really messed up?

Standing there all the plans I had prepared along with my training would all collapse.

This meant it was a very terrifying situation.

Thud.

In the midst of trying to think frantically.

I sensed a presence nearby.

I turned my head.

“Hmm?

There an old man I recognized was sitting on the ground bleeding.

In front of him a huge old man was gripping a sword and looking this way.

I frowned wondering what that was.

Startled.

The old man gripping the sword flinched in surprise.

Why is he so shocked just by seeing a person’s face?

It’s unsettling.

In the midst of that I looked at the bleeding old man who had become one-armed.

‘…Cheong Hae Il Gyeom?’

I quickly recognized who he was.

I just didn’t recognize him right away since it had been a long time.

What’s going on?

Why is that old man sitting like that?

My senses quickly returned to life.

Only then did I smell blood from all around.

Along with that.

Killing intent of course.

The aura of the unorthodox sects was very thick around me.

Feeling that I realized.

“It seems something has happened.”

I couldn’t grasp it well.

But I could tell something had exploded.

I immediately fixed my gaze on the old man in black in front of me with a strange look.

At a glance he didn’t seem to be a righteous person.

He didn’t feel like a normal individual either.

The old man seemed to be interested in me as well.

With slightly trembling eyes he spoke first.

“…Who are you?”

What should I respond with?

First I took a step forward.

I circulated the qi within my body. It felt like that time.

I couldn’t properly cross the wall.

It was the sensation of floundering back then.

As I took a second step I drew up the qi.

I raised it to the middle qi center.

It quickly filled up.

“What do you want? You don’t look like a guest.”

“You’re short on words despite your appearance.”

The old man said that while watching me with tense eyes.

Perhaps because he couldn’t grasp the situation well.

He should be swinging his sword at that time.

It was the third step.

I moved the qi that had filled up to the middle qi center.

It headed towards the upper qi center.

Whoosh.

“…!”

The old man’s expression changed dramatically as if he sensed something.

“You….”

It must be fascinating.

Seeing someone rise to a higher level by crossing the wall in an instant.

Every time the qi moved.

There were many distractions but unlike before they didn’t pose much of a problem.

I adjusted it.

And pierced through.

I had rolled around in the demonic realm for this.

I organized my thoughts.

And continuously tried to merge with my physical body.

The acupoints opened.

The tip of the qi which had only been a small awl.

Transformed into something much larger and sharper.

It pierced through the wall leading to the upper qi center.

Whoosh-!

The quality of the qi flowing through my body changed.

The energy I had felt at its peak was like a joke.

It became endlessly heavy.

At the same time I spread it throughout my body.

As the upper qi center opened.

The gaze directed at me changed.

The sounds I heard changed.

The qi flowing through my body changed.

I was.

At the grave of a martial artist.

Beyond what was called the end.

I had finally reached the realm of transformation.

It was a fresh feeling.

“Why are you so short on words?”

Of course there was no time to feel such emotions.

I realized something had gone wrong as soon as I arrived.

I had to move first.

“I originally have no respect for the unorthodox sects. The blood of the righteous is too strong.”

I smiled.

Perhaps my smile was unpleasant.

The old man’s demeanor shifted.

The figure in front of me was clearly.

A considerable powerhouse.

But thanks to the qi that had crossed the wall and filled the upper qi center.

I felt even less fear than I originally had.

“Why is the sky in such a mess?”

It seemed like night but it wasn’t.

As I quietly looked at the sky.

I felt the old man’s movements.

The formidable qi was the same.

But I didn’t react.

I simply lowered my head and stared into the old man’s eyes.

And moved the qi that had gathered in the upper qi center.

It wasn’t night.

But the darkened sky didn’t sit well with me.

So.

I had to brighten it up first.

Whoosh-!

With the heat emanating from my body.

The old man took a step back.

That shouldn’t have happened.

He should have been scared.

I looked at that scene.

And quietly whispered.

“Red Sky.”

First.

I shattered the night.