Monochrome Sovereign [EN]: Chapter 1322

As Sa Jeok-sim was sent flying fifty yards away into the sky, Yeon Ho-jeong thought,

‘Divine King Qi.’

Extreme rage and cold reason began to separate within him.

It was a martial art of unbelievable power, even to himself. And the reason he could unleash such power was thanks to the Divine King Qi.

Human imagination is limitless, and the ceaseless release of power brings about new imagination, new martial principles, and new realizations.

At this moment, Yeon Ho-jeong realized.

This was his own Mind Sword.

If his father, Yeon Wi’s Mind Sword, was of the Yin lineage, cutting the opponent’s mind with his thoughts, depriving them of their will, and even stopping their internal energy circulation, Yeon Ho-jeong’s Mind Sword was completely different.

His Mind Sword was a Yang Mind Sword. It didn’t cut the opponent’s will but rather broke through his own shell. Yeon Ho-jeong’s Mind Sword was about drawing out extreme power through limitless imagination and manifesting what he desired.

He had already realized it. That he also possessed a Mind Sword.

No, perhaps everyone who had trained in martial arts had mastered a Mind Sword. But there would be fewer than ten people in the entire world who could draw out their Mind Sword through enlightenment and develop it into their own martial path.

‘This is my martial art. The culmination of my martial art.’

The Yellow Dragon of his master and another Yellow Dragon.

The Mind Sword of the twenty-sixth generation Divine Martial General, Yeon Ho-jeong, had now fully bloomed at this very moment.

Kwaaaang!

Sa Jeok-sim’s body, which had crashed far away with a roar, was covered in blood.

He hadn’t suffered a fatal injury. He could tell the moment he ‘perceived’ his opponent, without even needing to look.

The Divine King Qi was rotating at an incredible speed, and the Yellow Dragon Qi roared in support.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s feet moved.

Kwakwakwakwang!!

He broke the sound barrier with a speed that was almost natural.

The moment his will arose, he was already there. It was almost instantaneous movement.

Sa Jeok-sim swung his palms with a ferocious expression.

Kwarurung!

The secret techniques and killing methods of the Dark Yellow Divine Palm poured out in succession.

The Gwangryong Axe moved.

Buaaaaaaang!!

The Gwangryong Axe, which was swung while burning the air, combined the power of the Mountain Shattering Stance and the Gwangryong Slash. He unleashed slashes that were filled with the enlightenment of the Sword of Thought, with the destructive power to destroy mountains, and poured them out in all directions.

He combined the techniques of the Gwangryong Art, each strike a killing blow, into one swing. It was an astonishing idea, a genius interpretation of martial arts.

Sa Jeok-sim’s face was filled with shock as he saw all the power of the Dark Yellow Martial Arts crumble under the onslaught of the Gwangryong Art.

Paah!

Sa Jeok-sim, having created some distance, stomped hard on the ground and drew up the Dark Yellow Evil Qi from the ground.

Hwaaaak!

The dark blue energy spread out like Yeon Ho-jeong’s golden energy wave, dyeing the world. Having momentarily faced death, Sa Jeok-sim unleashed his Evil Power with all his might.

Although he was pushing forward with the enlightenment of his Mind Sword, Sa Jeok-sim had an overwhelming advantage in the amount of internal energy he possessed. His body, which had accumulated over three hundred years of internal energy and contained countless souls, had developed into a vessel worthy of it.

In terms of internal energy alone, he was beyond the best in the world, even the best of all time. He poured that overflowing power into each strike, making it a certain defeat even for an equal.

“That tenacious bastard!”

Kwaaang!

The power of the Great Vertebra Cannon of the Dark Yellow Divine Fist pierced through the Yellow Dragon Qi’s barrier and struck Yeon Ho-jeong’s chest.

Kwakwakwang!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was pushed back over ten yards, tearing through the ground, rose again.

And the moment he rose, Yeon Ho-jeong appeared at Sa Jeok-sim’s side.

Sa Jeok-sim’s eyes widened. The presence of Yeon Ho-jeong, who was engulfed in a storm-like aura, with the Gwangryong Axe held high in both hands, was making his five senses dull and his internal energy flow distorted even before he attacked.

Yeon Ho-jeong swung the Gwangryong Axe diagonally.

Kwarurururung!!

It was impossible to even gauge the range of the blast.

It was a real storm, not just a metaphor. The Gwangryong Art’s sixth stance, the Soul-Cutting Mad Dragon, which contained all the characteristics of the Four Divine Energies, created a storm that could blow away even a large mansion of a high-ranking official.

Saaaaaaak!

Blood spurted from all over Sa Jeok-sim’s body as he was pushed into the air.

It was an attack that even the Four Fiend Body could not block. If he didn’t have the Four Fiend Body, he might have been torn apart and killed by this one blow.

“Th-this…!”

He was no match for him.

Unleashing the limits of the Yellow Dragon Qi, and even the Divine King Qi, and wielding his Mind Sword based on killing intent, it was like a moving natural disaster. No master in the world could overcome the fury of nature. Sa Jeok-sim’s state was similar to that.

But Sa Jeok-sim could not accept it.

This wasn’t a martial arts fight. How could he win against an opponent who was using something beyond martial arts? He wanted to compete in a heated battle with ultimate techniques and martial power, not a battle of energy techniques that could be considered sorcery.

However, Sa Jeok-sim could not stop Yeon Ho-jeong from using strange tricks, nor could he openly express his anger about it.

Because he knew. What level Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts had reached.

‘Mind Sword!’

That’s right. That was a Mind Sword.

Although it was different from the commonly known Mind Sword, the Mind Sword was originally the culmination of thought, the power to manifest what one desires in reality with extreme will. It meant that there was no fixed form.

‘That’s absurd. Using a Mind Sword like this?’

Thanks to the body of the Military Commander, he had inherited the enlightenment of his predecessors and had become stronger than when he was alive. Moreover, this body possessed a sea-like power that would never run dry, no matter how much he used it.

He thought he would never lose to anyone, but facing an opponent with such enlightenment, there was no way he could withstand it.

‘No, that’s not right.’

Jiiiiiiing!!

Sa Jeok-sim amplified his Dark Yellow Evil Qi once more.

‘If I unleash my latent power and overwhelm him with force, it’s enough…’

That’s when it happened.

Trickle.

Blood flowed from Sa Jeok-sim’s nose.

Hwaaaaaak!

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had approached like lightning once again, unleashed the Mountain Shattering Stance.

Kwaaang!!

It was a power that annihilated everything in front of him.

He unleashed it with the imagination of truly collapsing a mountain. Even with the Mind Sword, there was a limit to his power, so he couldn’t actually collapse a mountain, but it was enough power to obliterate a small hill in one blow.

And.

That power was blocked.

Chiiiiiiiiik!!

Faint smoke rose from Sa Jeok-sim’s hand, which was gripping the shaft of the Gwangryong Axe.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes flashed.

‘It’s changed.’

The Divine King Qi was reaching its peak.

What he saw with his eyes was different. He saw Sa Jeok-sim’s red soul screaming and scattering.

And beyond that.

He felt a huge presence rising menacingly from beneath the surface.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s killing intent grew even stronger.

“Are you finally coming out!”

The muscles in his arms swelled.

Kwaduk!

His feet dug into the ground.

Killing intent poured out, and the Yellow Dragon Qi penetrated.

The Dark Yellow energy that had been dwelling in the body of the man who was Sa Jeok-sim screamed and scattered. The power remained, but the evil energy was completely gone.

“Come out!”

Kwaduk! Kwaduk!

Both of their legs dug into the ground up to their shins.

“Come out now, Sa Mun-hyang!”

At that moment, Sa Mun-hyang raised his head.

He lightly pushed the Gwangryong Axe.

Hook!

In an instant, Yeon Ho-jeong felt the illusion that the world was moving away.

He was being pushed back at an incredible speed. The speed at which he was flying was so fast that it felt like the skin on his back would tear.

He rotated his body and planted his feet on the ground, using the Yellow Dragon Hand Technique to create the Twelve Walls of the Northern Sky.

Kwakwakwakwang!

The ground crumbled like tofu.

He had been pushed back over twenty yards before finally stopping. If he hadn’t planted his feet on the ground, he might have been pushed back another ten yards.

It was not a human fight.

It was a battle of gods and demons, a fight between gods who had descended into this world.

“Hoo.”

A terrible languor emanated from Sa Mun-hyang as he slowly turned his head with a light sigh.

Crack! Crack!

Fierce sounds echoed from his neck and spine. It felt as if he was rearranging his bones themselves.

Woo woong!

Reddish smoke spread from his wounds.

The wounds torn and cut by the Gwangryong Axe began to heal in an instant. It was beyond the Guangse Demonic Art of the Heavenly Dragon, a power that could truly be called ultra-high-speed regeneration.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes blazed.

‘Spiritual power.’

That was not just the recovery of a body using evil energy.

It was the restoration of the body using spiritual power. It was a regeneration ability that seemed to reverse time, using powerful will to push the recovery power of true energy to its limit, attaching bones and closing flesh.

‘That too is a form of Mind Sword.’

That’s right.

Sa Mun-hyang’s recovery power was also a type of Mind Sword. It was a way of using the Mind Sword that was fitting for a follower of the three religions who sought immortality and eternal life.

“Impressive.”

A unique, languid voice.

He had finally returned.

“Truly amazing. Sa Jeok-sim is one of the guys who inherited my blood deeply. Your skill in overwhelming him, who could be called the best in the world, is now worthy of being discussed not only in this era but also in all of history.”

It was a compliment filled with delight.

Hwareureureuk!!

Yeon Ho-jeong’s killing intent grew even stronger. It was a killing intent that seemed to kill even the surrounding air.

But Sa Mun-hyang was calm.

“That killing intent is clearly the best of all time. The fact that you can maintain a sane mind while holding such killing intent means that your vessel is outstanding. You are indeed a fated rival sent by the heavens.”

“It seems you’re definitely Sa Mun-hyang, judging by the way you’re spouting nonsense.”

“Hahaha.”

He even let out a hearty laugh. He didn’t seem angry at all at Yeon Ho-jeong’s harsh words.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had been staring at Sa Mun-hyang, soon reduced his killing intent.

Hooooooong!

As the cold and hot, sharp and heavy killing intent disappeared, the air suddenly became cold.

Sa Mun-hyang tilted his head.

“Are you withdrawing your killing intent? You won’t be able to match me without that killing intent.”

“I’ve vented all my anger. I don’t need to borrow the power of killing intent anymore.”

“Amazing. To be able to control your emotions like objects, you are an inhuman being in a different sense.”

“You’re one to talk. You’re a monster who has lived for four hundred years without dying.”

“I’m not the only monster like that. The Mad Colorist has also lived for a very long time. Isn’t that right?”

“Don’t compare that person to the likes of you.”

“…Hmm.”

Sa Mun-hyang stroked his chin.

“I see. You are definitely not the Mad Colorist. You must be the Mad Colorist’s disciple.”

“You’re quick to realize it.”

“I can’t believe what I’m seeing. You’ve truly inherited the Mad Colorist’s Yellow Divine Art? It’s clearly a martial art that cannot be mastered with human talent.”

Sa Mun-hyang smiled brightly.

“Good, good. Hunting a tiger is much more fun than stepping on a bug. I find the Heavenly Principles disgusting, but I am grateful for the existence of you. I will use you as a sacrifice to ascend to the throne of the Blood God and make this world the Blood Cult’s domain.”

Hwaaaaaak!

Red evil energy, demonic energy, a force that was neither, began to spread out.

At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeong felt the world stop.

The scattering dust, the swaying branches, even the wind, all stopped. That’s how it felt.

Like the legendary demonic creature, the Blood Jade.

It was as if he had embedded that reverse-heaven demonic creature that controlled time into his body.

A martial art that should not exist in this world, a force as terrible and bizarre as the Five-Colored Hell Art, began to engulf the area.

That force was even more terrible than Yeon Ho-jeong’s killing intent.

“Now, most of the orthodox demonic arts of the Blood Cult have been cut off. Most of what remains has been passed down to the Mad Blood Cult. But the Blood Cult’s greatest demonic art has fallen into my hands.”

Sa Mun-hyang, who had received countless souls to achieve immortality and maintain his human mind, had trained in it.

The absolute martial art he had honed through perseverance was revealed.

“It is called the Blood Emperor Art. This is the first time I’m using this martial art against an enemy since I mastered it.”

Sa Mun-hyang smiled and approached Yeon Ho-jeong.

In an instant, his figure rapidly closed the distance with Yeon Ho-jeong. It was the legendary Shrinking Earth Technique [a technique that allows one to cover great distances in a single step].

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes wavered.

“Take this.”

Sa Mun-hyang’s hand fell towards Yeon Ho-jeong’s shoulder.

The sky began to collapse.