Monochrome Sovereign [EN]: Chapter 627

The Endless (9)

Tang Gwan recalled his conversation with Yeon-wi in the past.

‘Was it this?’

‘Yes.’

‘So, Ho-Jeong passed on this martial principle…….’

‘Is it unfamiliar? Although his martial arts are unique, aren’t they ultimately rooted in the Yeon family’s martial arts? I thought the Yeon family head would know it well.’

‘Does the Tang family head think that such a principle would suit the main family’s martial arts?’

‘Of course, I didn’t think so. That’s why I was a bit puzzled. I just thought, “So, there’s such a flamboyant method of operation in the Yeon family’s swordsmanship.”’

‘Ho-Jeong’s martial arts are on a different path from the martial arts that I or Ji-Pyeong have learned. It’s clear that he has mastered the main family’s divine art, but that’s just the foundation. Ho-Jeong has already created his own martial path and established a school of his own.’

‘I see.’

‘Anyway, it’s truly an amazing martial art. I pride myself on having studied many martial arts, but I’ve never seen such a delicate martial art.’

‘But it’s still lacking.’

‘Well, it’s not complete, but even now it’s enough…….’

‘I haven’t been holding on until now just to create a suitable martial art.’

‘Haha, that’s an excessive underestimation. It’s not at a suitable level.’

‘I’ll be direct. I’ll help you complete the Yeon family head’s sword, so help me complete the Myriad Flower Hand.’

‘Myriad Flower Hand… You’re thinking of combining the two martial arts into one.’

‘That’s right.’

‘Tang family head. As you know, this martial art is already amazing. No, it’s more than amazing, it’s dangerous. I don’t know where it ends, but if it’s completed, it will undoubtedly be a martial art that will make a mark in the history of the martial world.’

‘What’s the reason for putting aside your pride and asking for help?’

‘However, it will be too dangerous. For the enemy, and for yourself.’

‘That’s my business.’

‘…….’

‘The Yeon family’s martial arts are the closest to the middle path among all martial arts in the world. As long as you acquire that principle, the Myriad Flower Hand will not be a martial art that you can use carelessly. Also, I’m asking for your help because I think I need such a principle.’

‘……If you say so much, I’ll lend a hand with my inadequate abilities.’

‘Thank you.’

‘Haha, it’s truly an unusual thing. I never thought I’d hear the Tang family head say thank you.’

Why? Why did the conversation with Yeon-wi come to mind at this explosive moment?

Puzzled, Tang Gwan felt himself momentarily captivated by a word he had said in that conversation.

‘The middle path.’

The middle path is not something ambiguous. It means the right path that does not lean to either side.

In this merciless battlefield, a fight with his own flesh and blood, where only one side must die.

Finally, Tang Gwan realizes. What the middle path of martial arts is.

He realizes what the middle path that the Myriad Flower Hand, created by combining the Full Sky Art and the Flower Rain Art, has brought about.

Clatter, clatter, clatter!

The sound of metal fragments intertwining and spreading was truly beautiful.

However, if one were to be captivated by that beauty and lose their mind, they would not escape death. The resonance of the sound waves, colliding and canceling each other out, yet gradually amplifying, pierced the ears and directly impacted the brain.

Whoooom!

“Kuh-uk!”

Tang Ho staggered involuntarily.

The star cluster covering the full sky played a beautiful funeral march.

The sound waves, growing heavier and more resonant over time. Tang Ho, facing an unexpected anomaly, focused the demonic energy he had drawn up into his brain.

Fshhhhh!

White smoke billowed from Tang Ho’s seven orifices.

Pouring demonic energy into an area where it should not be, his mind became hazy, and his madness blazed like a fire fueled by oil.

Tang Ho shouted.

“Kuaaaaaa!!”

The roar that came from a human’s mouth was so dull and sinister that it was unbelievable.

It was literally a demonic cry. As the demon’s wail echoed, the sound waves that had been pouring out as the metal fragments collided gradually lost their power.

‘Instinct, huh.’

A series of processes were automatically taking place, canceling out the impact that was directly penetrating the brain and simultaneously shattering the sound attack of the Myriad Flower Hand.

The brain had already been impacted by the sound waves. It was not something done through rational judgment.

In other words.

‘You are no longer the brother I knew.’

Tang Gwan closed his eyes.

He forcefully stomped on the ground.

Thud!

The reverberation spreading out from his footwork resonated with the pouring sound waves.

Whoooom!! Whoooom!!

Tang Ho’s mouth fell open.

It wasn’t to shout louder. That unparalleled demonic nature could no longer burst forth. His mouth was agape, and his body had stiffened in that state.

Flash! Flash!

The sounds that existed in the world disappeared. At least, that’s how Tang Ho would feel it.

Trickle, trickle.

Blood seeped from Tang Ho’s ears.

Sound, vibration, resonance, weakening the opponent from the start. It was something that was in line with the fundamental principle of the Tang family’s martial arts.

Before using poison, create conditions where the poison can be easily neutralized.

Before using hidden weapons, draw the opponent into an environment where they are bound to be hit.

Before using poison techniques, one must experience being poisoned themselves. Before throwing hidden weapons, one must learn how to receive them.

All of the Tang family’s martial paths create the result of success before executing anything. In other words, in any battle, they first secure victory before engaging in combat.

And this was why people feared the Tang family’s martial arts. Even though it was far from destructive martial paths that sought to increase output and blindly increase attack power.

Grrrrrrr!

It was an overwhelming aura.

The left hand pointed to the sky, and the right hand covered the earth. The true energy that extended through the left hand scattered a star cluster across the full sky, and the true energy that poured down through the right hand created a stable foundation.

The eyes of Yeon Ho-Jeong, who was controlling Tang Hyeong’s internal energy, deepened.

‘Amazing.’

The movement of true energy, invisible to the eyes of ordinary people.

However, Yeon Ho-Jeong could see it. How the true energy emanating from Tang Gwan’s hands moved.

‘The pinnacle of delicacy!’

The true energy that rose to the sky split into thousands of strands, constantly manifesting the unpredictable movement of lightning.

The true energy that was laid low on the earth created a wide and abundant cloud, increasing the speed of the falling lightning.

The principle of yin and yang was exquisitely maintaining the middle path. For someone who had cultivated poison techniques to separate such energy and complete it into a single martial art was truly remarkable.

“It’s the Soul-Awakening and Spirit-Guiding.”

Yeon Ho-Jeong looked down at Tang Hyeong.

Wonder and joy covered his pale face.

“The Soul-Awakening and Spirit-Guiding of the Emperor Realm is a great method of life that extracts yin poison from yang poison, but to lay it as the foundation for such an amazing hidden weapon technique!”

Tang Hyeong seemed to know. About the true energy operation method that was the basis of that hidden weapon technique.

However, judging by this surprised expression, it was clear that Tang Hyeong had never even considered such an operation method.

It was a new martial art that was born from someone who had not reached the Saintly Heaven, a method of operation that even the strong of the Saintly Heaven could not dare to imagine.

That alone was enough for Tang Gwan’s insight to be praised. Considering that he had conceived of that martial art a long time ago, it was clear that Tang Gwan’s genius was more prominent in hidden weapons than in poison.

“But… that’s…!”

A shadow suddenly fell over Tang Hyeong’s face, which had been full of wonder.

“It’s too dangerous.”

Yeon Ho-Jeong also agreed.

It was not the opponent, but Tang Gwan who was in danger. That’s what the two of them felt.

Yeon Ho-Jeong tried hard to press Tang Hyeong’s chest down.

“It’s the Tang family head’s fight. Worry after the fight is over. Calm your mind and your true energy…….”

“Don’t worry. I won’t die.”

“Senior.”

“Help me raise my upper body. I’m really okay. If I were destined to die from this, I would have died twenty years ago.”

In the end, Yeon Ho-Jeong nodded. He had actually moved his broken bones himself and hardened them. Tang Hyeong was not someone who would die like this.

Even if that wasn’t the case, if he didn’t watch this fight with his own eyes, it would remain a regret for the rest of his life.

At that moment when Yeon Ho-Jeong raised Tang Hyeong’s upper body.

Tang Ho’s desperate struggle began.

Whoosh!

The force he was unleashing collided with Tang Gwan’s body and dissipated.

“Kuaaa! Uaaaaaa!”

Bang! Crash!

Tang Ho’s fist and palm strikes were creating surprisingly powerful force.

Each strike was worthy of being called a killing move of a supreme master. Martial arts with the power to shatter rocks, pierce iron plates, and even break down castle walls were being unleashed indiscriminately.

Crash! Rumble!

The power of the explosively pouring attacks was increasing more and more.

However, Tang Gwan was not harmed. All of Tang Ho’s attacks exploded and vanished as soon as they touched his body.

“With easily obtained wicked power, you may be able to grasp a moment of glory.”

Flash!

Divine light emanated from Tang Gwan’s eyes.

“It won’t work on the real thing!”

He slowly began to clench his outstretched left hand.

“Hell-Drinking Steel Forge.”

Chiriririririring!!

The jaws of hell sucked in thousands of metal fragments, creating a form like a serpent.

It was a serpent with steel scales. The two eyes of the giant serpent, writhing freely and roaming the sky, contained terrifying heat.

“Body-Burning Myriad Waves.”

Crack! Whoosh!

Sparks flew as steel collided with steel. Thousands of sparks repeatedly flickered, creating a sight like lightning.

It was a giant steel serpent that had drawn lightning over its steel scales. The steel spirit, writhing in the darkened sky, looked down at the surroundings in a form that overwhelmed the viewer.

Tang Ho’s face was completely distorted.

“Uaaaaaaa!”

“Full Sky.”

Tang Gwan’s left hand came down.

His right hand, which had been laid low, rose up and met his left hand.

Clang! Clang clang clang clang clang!!

The serpent’s body spread in all directions.

The metal fragments, spreading in all directions and taking control of the sky, were looking down at a single target with a much wider range and much sharper killing intent than before.

Not the simplified martial art he had used against the White-Faced Man in the Lion Soul Formation.

The strongest killing martial art of Tang Gwan, which drew all the power from the upper, middle, and lower dantian [energy centers in the body].

Tang Gwan lowered his clasped hands.

“Flower Rain.”

At that moment.

The thousands of heated metal fragments became a meteor shower.

Crash crash crash crash!! Crash crash!!

The earth was devastated.

Rumble rumble rumble!!

The yang energy contained in the exploding hidden weapons and the yin energy laid on the earth collided, causing a secondary explosion.

Crash!! Crash crash crash!!

Another meteor shower poured down relentlessly over the terrifying explosion.

Meteor showers and explosions, explosions and meteor showers repeated, painting a hellish scene. Even Yeon Ho-Jeong, who was of the world, was shaken by the force and shock waves that rushed in.

A speed that could not be avoided by human reflexes. A destructive power that could not be blocked by the human body.

It was not simply pouring out numerous hidden weapons, but the worst area-of-effect technique that ground down not only the opponent’s body but even their soul.

Tang Gwan released his clasped hands.

Whoooooooosh!!

The star cluster that had adorned the sky had disappeared, and only the devastated earth, which had been brutally violated, remained, groaning.

And within it, there was no one.

Neither earth, nor person, nor clothing, nor soul, nor will.

Only nothingness, where nothing existed, was staring blankly at Tang Gwan, who had finished the long battle.

It was the end.