Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 562 (Part 2)



562 (Part 2)

Swallowing the presence of the caster and trapping it in this sun.

That is said to be the power represented by the Wheel of Fire.

‘If I want to use it without reaching the realm of imagination this is the only way.’

I wanted to stop that rotation and use only its form.

However instead of absorbing my presence it actually turned and grew stronger.

In other words it was a half-baked power.

But.

‘That’s actually good.’

Ironically it was rather good.

Growing my presence to imprint it on my opponent.

Though it deviated from the meaning of the Wheel of Fire there was no better power for me.

Even though it became a half-baked power because I was forcing myself to use something beyond my level.

That ended up being beneficial for me.

Perhaps that’s why my father said what he did.

The Wheel of Fire I wanted to use.

Because the Wheel of Fire my father used was fundamentally different he told me to grasp that.

If I did I would be able to use it. Wasn’t that the meaning behind his words?

I briefly lowered my gaze from the sky.

In front of me stood an old man with a distorted expression. It was Ubaek.

‘That flustered expression is quite something.’

The giant body of Doldol who attempted to assert dominance.

The bait laid out by Dangdeok in advance.

And then I appeared.

The dark space created using Heukcheon.

And the Wheel of Fire that grew my presence and created light within it.

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Just from this Ubaek would surely be thinking.

That I was an unusual opponent.

I hoped Ubaek would think so.

It was the moment when my intention was well conveyed.

I looked at Ubaek and said.

“You seem to have a heavier mouth than I expected.”

It felt like thorns were sprouting on my tongue as I tried to use the tone I used in my previous life.

But I had to endure it.

“I had even introduced myself first. It seems that wasn’t enough.”

As I spoke I took a step forward.

Because I was using the Wheel of Fire beyond my level I felt a backlash not only in my energy but also in my body.

Yet I didn’t show it.

The Heavenly Demon I saw couldn’t afford to do that.

For that I had to grit my teeth and endure.

I continued to take steps.

After a few more steps I could naturally tell.

If I walked any further I would enter the range where Ubaek could attack.

Knowing that clearly I stepped forward without hesitation.

“…You…”

Even though I had stepped into his range Ubaek did not swing his sword.

He must be gauging the angle.

It would be difficult to properly assess given the situation.

“…Did you say Heavenly Demon?”

“Yes. I am the Heavenly Demon.”

Though it was an unfamiliar alias Ubaek frowned upon hearing the name Heavenly Demon.

The reason was probably.

“…I’ve heard the rumors.”

He must have known the stories that were gradually spreading in the Central Plains.

“That there is a being attacking the regional branches of the Murim Alliance. That culprit claims to be the Heavenly Demon.”

Hearing that I laughed out loud this time.

“Haha.”

That way Ubaek would know I was smiling behind the mask.

“So that’s you huh?”

“You seem to have a wider ear than I expected. I commend you.”

“…What is your purpose? Why did you dare to step into this place not content with attacking the Murim Alliance?”

Hooouuuk-!

A groan escaped.

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His voice was filled with demonic energy.

He probably intended to snap the surrounding martial artists out of their daze.

“Ugh.”

“Elder….”

That alone wasn’t enough to dispel the demonic energy.

Seeing that I gathered information internally.

Does it take this much qi to not easily dispel it?

That was an unexpected gain.

“Purpose huh….”

I pretended to ponder while stroking my chin.

The sensation of the mask was slightly bothersome.

After a brief silence I spoke to Ubaek.

“Is a purpose really necessary?”

“…What did you say?”

“It seems you are misunderstanding something.”

In a distance where I could reach out my arm.

I spat out words toward Ubaek from within that range.

“You’re just a mere Murim member.”

“…!”

“I don’t know what you’re thinking but do you really expect me to be afraid of coming to find you?”

“You…!!”

“How ridiculous. Old man.”

Seeing Ubaek’s face contort even further I continued.

“Do you get scared just by looking at an ant crawling on the ground?”

As I said that.

Sreung-!

Ubaek swung the sword he was holding.

It was fast.

Not only was I already within range but the sword of a Murim Elder was much faster than I had anticipated.

Normally it would have been difficult to react.

But.

Kwak-!

“…!?”

If I had been watching from the start it would be a different story.

Ubaek was staring at his wrist which had been caught before he could properly swing his sword.

“I asked what your purpose was.”

Ubaek’s eyes trembled at the sound.

“I’ll answer you you incompetent fool.”

Seeing that I drew up demonic qi from within.

“I simply wanted to see.”

The rising demonic qi left my heart and seeped into my body.

Soon it began to rise like a mirage over my shoulders.

“The Nine Great Families that make up the Central Plains.”

The mirage that blossomed soared into the sky growing larger.

“And the Alliance Leader of the Murim Alliance which is currently rotting the Central Plains.”

As I poured out my energy my body screamed. Honestly just using the Wheel of Fire alone had already put me in a dangerous state.

“He is responsible for the Murim which I came to see. That’s why I made this precious journey. However.”

I loosened my grip on the hand I was holding.

I wanted Ubaek to react intentionally.

As expected.

Thwack-! Ubaek quickly rotated his body pulling back the hand that had been caught.

Demonic energy surged through Ubaek’s body.

It was sharp and fierce. Indeed he was a top master of the Central Plains.

“Seeing you I understand. This place is also worthless trash.”

“How dare you! How could a mere being like you insult the Murim!”

The sword I had seen a few times before.

A more refined and polished sword technique unfolded from his fingertips.

The sword imbued with energy was a delicate sword path unlike the rough groans.

As the quiet energy spread it quickly became a star.

The stars that blossomed from the sword path gathered and formed a galaxy.

Beautiful.

It was a beautiful sword that was stunning just to watch.

Though I didn’t think highly of the Murim I could acknowledge their swordsmanship.

That’s why it was all the more regrettable.

Such a beautiful sword technique.

It could be shattered with just a light gesture.

“Haah!?”

Just before Ubaek’s sword could ride the flow of the sword path.

The awakened heart’s eye caught how the righteous sword intended to move.

The flow was clear.

Perhaps due to the high level of righteousness the sword path was rather stable and clearly visible.

Thus it was easier to catch.

I reached out my hand toward the line it wanted to take ready to sever it.

The sword path twisted.

Boom-!

The body that was trying to exert force was thrown off balance by the backlash.

This created an opening that hadn’t existed before.

Ubaek hurriedly moved his body.

He was trying to hide the opening he had created.

But it didn’t matter.

That was far too visible.

My body was already in motion. My right hand had already grabbed Ubaek by the collar.

I was merely contemplating.

‘Should I drag this out a bit longer to show more?’

Should I prolong the fight a little longer to show more?

Or should I just end it now?

As I thought I reached a conclusion.

I shouldn’t drag it out too long.

If I did it would be troublesome when the Murim sword line arrived.

Hooouuuk-!

Wind gathered in my left hand.

Kiiiiiing-!

Starting from my heart the energy began to circulate through my acupoints.

I felt the pain of my body being torn by the blade-like energy.

I ignored it. It was a pain I had already grown accustomed to.

Boom-!

A half step forward.

The soles of my feet slammed down on the ground.

Kuuuuuuung-!!

Vibrations spread.

The center was stabilized.

I slightly twisted my waist.

At the same time I controlled the backlash.

Though it seemed like a trivial movement it couldn’t be off by even a little.

The awakened heart’s eye observed not only my opponent but also my own body.

I aligned my body according to the visible line.

At that moment.

Hwaaaaaaa-!!!

As if waiting a gust of wind surged through my body and into my fingertips.

Now was the time.

‘Tuapacheonmu.’

Second form.

Tubi’s Heavenly Fist.

The gathered wind struck Ubaek’s chest.

Immediately.

“Crack-?!”

Ubaek’s body along with a short gasp.

Kwaaaah-!

Was torn apart by the explosive pressure.