At that time, Baekri Geomha had received some teachings from his father on how to manipulate personalities.
Thanks to that, he was probably able to create numerous personalities on his own.
But after the bloodbath at Saha Manor.
His father had erased all the energy and memories dwelling within Baekri Geomha's body so that he could live a normal life.
However, Baekri Geomha had already...
Created a personality capable of containing all the negative emotions that could destroy a soul.
Realizing this fact belatedly, his father must have warned him not to learn martial arts.
If Baekri Geomha's personality, which possessed the massive power known as the Heaven-Dark Star, were to awaken and learn martial arts again...
Ultimately, not only would the seal his father had engraved be undone,
But Baekri Geomha would become an incarnation of destruction, carrying only negative emotions and scattering hatred into the world.
Fortunately, Baekri Geomha disappeared into the abyss shouldering all the filthy emotions, anger, thirst for revenge, and wickedness.
Thanks to that, Bu Eunseol was able to spend at least a brief time peacefully and happily with his grandfather.
'I had forgotten that I have been living amidst your consideration all this time.'
Ziiiing, ziiiing.
At that moment, the power poured out by the Baekri Family figure who had transformed into a giant dragon finally began to unleash disaster.
The blood-stained scenery of Saha Manor revived all at once, and his heart burned with the flames of hatred.
The anger he felt was like a curse gnawing at his very existence.
The world offered no salvation, and all that remained was ashen despair.
For a moment, Bu Eunseol desperately wished.
For everything to be burned away.
That no life, no light would ever remain again.
That destruction was not the result of anger but salvation, and that extinction would rather bring peace.
Cr-cr-crack.
Finally, at the moment the instinct for destruction lying dormant deep within Bu Eunseol was about to awaken,
Ssssss.
Rain poured from deep within his spirit, slowly beginning to extinguish his blazing anger.
It was exactly Baekri Geomha's will.
'Baekri Geomha.'
Feeling his will, Bu Eunseol instead felt deep sorrow.
In the past, he would have built a spiritual barrier and maintained his consciousness to somehow prevent control of his body from being snatched away.
But realizing that his life was built upon Baekri Geomha's sacrifice...
He was instead feeling despair due to that guilt and apologetic feeling.
Baaaang!
Ultimately, Bu Eunseol's body was smashed into the ground.
Having shown an opening after his spirit was attacked by the power coming from the dragon's maw, the giant dragon's tail had struck his body.
It merely took the shape of a tail; in reality, it was an amalgamation of Profound Divine Technique Qi.
Sssssizzle.
White smoke rose from Bu Eunseol's body, and the space around him was distorted.
[Martial arts are merely vain.]
Looking at that sight, the middle-aged man nodded.
[A sturdy body. Obliterate him completely.]
Then, the white-clad man who had transformed into a giant dragon opened his maw and swallowed him in one breath.
No, he should have swallowed him.
Crack, crack, crack.
The closed jaws of the white dragon slowly began to open.
And inside, a shadow swirling with black radiance was prying the jaws apart with both arms.
Because of the secret art of darkness, his original appearance was not revealed, but...
Even so, the corners of his eyes had turned sharper and colder, and his lips became red.
Due to guilt, Bu Eunseol's personality had instead vanished, and Baekri Geomha, who had been locked behind a wall in the abyss, had burst out.
"You bastards!"
The light of anger flowed from Baekri Geomha's eyes.
"Are you the bastards who intervened in the bloodbath at Saha Manor?!"
Flash!
Instantly, a black radiance erupted from Baekri Geomha's body.
It was not the power of the Heaven-Dark Star.
Due to extreme anger, the Soul Demon Dharma Energy lying dormant in his body had manifested.
Cr-c-c-crack.
Black blood vessels began to spread across the giant dragon's body.
Because Profound Divine Technique Qi and Soul Demon Dharma Energy are polar opposites, it is extremely difficult for them to invade each other.
Ultimately, it wasn't about fighting with exchanges of blows like martial arts, but how to inject one's power into the opponent's body that was the key.
Because they did not think that Bu Eunseol possessed Soul Demon Dharma Energy...
They had not created a barrier against Soul Demon Dharma Energy, and ultimately suffered a fatal blow.
Thud.
The giant dragon fell to the ground and could not move. It had died a futile death.
[You bastard!]
Then, the white-clad man who had lost an arm reached out his hand toward Bu Eunseol.
But Baekri Geomha, who had detected that movement in advance, was faster in flicking his finger.
Cr-r-r-runch.
Before the white-clad man could even extend his hand, a massive black arm that surged from the ground grabbed his head.
Ssssssizzle.
In the end, the giant dragon and the white-clad man, exposed to the Soul Demon Dharma Energy, collapsed as they were while spewing white smoke from their bodies.
[Was he a bastard that came out from the True Demon Palace?]
The middle-aged man widened his eyes.
To fell people of the Baekri Family by injecting Soul Demon Dharma Energy just once?
Only masters of the True Demon Palace, or the Three Attendants who were undergoing reincarnation like the True Demon, were capable of it.
[But he has no remains.]
Muttering lowly, the middle-aged man shook his head.
For those of the True Demon Palace to appear in the world, one condition is necessary.
The remains of the True Demon.
But that guy only possessed pure Soul Demon Dharma Energy, and there were no traces of remains.
[It matters not what it is.]
He said as if it couldn't be helped.
[Since everything has already been decided anyway.]
"You bastards were always like that."
Black flames began to burn in Baekri Geomha's pupils.
"Whether truth or lies, trying to put everything in your grasp and preside over it!"
[You are noisy.]
Ssssss.
The middle-aged man's body was slowly being covered in scales.
But he was maintaining the form of a human rather than a giant white dragon.
Surprisingly, the middle-aged man was exerting the power of Dragon Transformation Manifestation without transforming from a human.
"It was you bastards."
Black flames flared up in the pupils of Baekri Geomha as he watched that sight.
"The ones who used the power of Dragon Transformation Manifestation while maintaining a human form!"
The main culprits who had attacked Saha Manor while disguised as martial artists and mixing in with them.
They were none other than...
The ones who had used the power of Dragon Transformation Manifestation while maintaining the form of humans.
[A bastard who will become a source of trouble.]
A strange radiance flashed in the middle-aged man's pupils.
[Disappear.]
"Die!"
A single black line cutting through space shot toward the middle-aged man's neck.
Baekri Geomha had exerted the power of Soul Demon Dharma Energy first.
[Hmph.]
Matching that moment, a flash erupted from the middle-aged man's right arm.
A pure white scale form spread in all directions, then formed the shape of sturdy armor.
Claaaang!
With an ear-piercing metallic sound, the black line and the white radiance clashed.
Flash!
The shockwave spread in all directions, creating massive clouds in the sky above.
But anticipating that the attack would be blocked, Baekri Geomha controlled the black radiance like a living creature.
Swiiiish.
The single line had suddenly divided into tens, hundreds of black afterimages, raging toward the middle-aged man like a storm.
Those sharp black lines were an amalgamation of Soul Demon Dharma Energy.
Each one possessed the power to cleave mountains and sever rivers.
But the middle-aged man stood tall like Mount Tai at the center of that fierce assault.
Moving his scale-covered arm, he leisurely neutralized the attacks.
[It's somewhat clumsy. As if you've never properly fought anyone before.]
He grasped Baekri Geomha's condition at a glance.
[Moreover, you haven't learned martial arts. In this case, you are rather vulnerable to the power of martial arts.]
As the middle-aged man extended his left hand, Baekri Geomha fell to the ground with a loud explosion.
That was the origin of the martial arts of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars, which had divided the power of the Baekri Family into eleven branches.
Slash, ssssss.
Baekri Geomha's flank, struck by the martial arts of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars, was torn away by the size of a fist, and chunks of his thigh muscles were severed.
Moreover, the overwhelming Profound Divine Technique Qi was plundering the energies within his body at will.
'Damn it.'
Baekri Geomha bit his lip.
He only had the memories of a seven-year-old.
Furthermore, Bu Eunseol's body was adapted to high-level martial arts, making it unsuitable to exert the supernatural power he possessed.
'Do you think I will die like this?'
Baekri Geomha bit his lip.
'I must beat all of you bastards to death and return.'
Bu Eunseol knows nothing.
When his own personality was being maintained like this, he had to take down even one of those demonic bastards.
"Haaap!"
Baekri Geomha poured out the Soul Demon Dharma Energy boiling within his body with all his might.
Instead of striking back against the Soul Demon Dharma Energy spreading like a storm, the middle-aged man manifested the power of Dragon Transformation Manifestation through his entire body.
Craaack!
As he waved his left hand, the moisture in the air froze, turning into hundreds of ice spears that shot back toward the black storm.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
As he stomped the ground with his right foot, the earth vibrated with the cry of a dragon, and massive boulders surged up like spears.
Cr-cr-cr-crack!
The black energy created by the Soul Demon Dharma Energy and the pure white frost unleashed by the middle-aged man became sharp fragments.
Baaang! Baaang! Baaang!
They collided in midair, causing a chain of explosions.
Unable to withstand the power of the two, everything inside Saha Manor became massive dust and began to scatter.
"I've been waiting."
At that moment, Baekri Geomha's body soared into the air.
As if sucking all the surrounding darkness into his two hands, pitch-black lightning poured down.
It was the power of Soul Demon Dharma Energy, dyeing even the sky black.
[Come.]
Vwooong.
As if preparing a final blow, the middle-aged man also brought his two hands together in front of his chest.
A phantom of a giant white dragon appeared roaring behind his back, and centering around his palms, pure white true energy began to condense like the sun.
He was concentrating the power of Dragon Transformation Manifestation into a single point.
And finally, when the two powers collided.
All sound in the world disappeared.
Black destruction and white purification.
The two massive powers clashed in the empty air.
Instantly, the world was divided into light and darkness.
Blinding flashes and all-consuming darkness tangled together, tearing space itself apart.
Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble.
The ear-splitting roar rather felt like a moment of perfect silence.
Finally, as the dirt dust and smoke cleared, the figure of Baekri Geomha standing like a stone statue could be seen.
He had his eyes wide open as if he had swallowed a deadly poison he shouldn't have eaten, and black smoke was rising from his entire body.
Having lost in the contest of strength with the Profound Divine Technique Qi, the Soul Demon Dharma Energy inside his body was instead ruining his body.
[You will experience the most painful death.]
The middle-aged man harbored a sneer.
Since the Soul Demon Dharma Energy, which possessed the attribute of destruction, had been forced into reverse flow by the Profound Divine Technique Qi.
Not only would his body shatter, but he would also die tasting the most atrocious pain a human could feel.
[Still, I cannot leave behind any future troubles.]
The middle-aged man reached out his hand.
Then, the form of a white dragon began to swirl in his hand.
If that guy was a figure from the True Demon Palace?
He absolutely must not leave alive. He must definitely die here.
Whoooosh!
Before he knew it, a giant white dragon revealed its clear form in the sky, its maw wide open.
The middle-aged man had not transformed his own body into a white dragon, but had created another avatar of Dragon Transformation Manifestation.
[Hmm?]
At that moment, the middle-aged man felt something and furrowed his brow.
He had discovered that Baekri Geomha's sword, which had clearly been equipped at his waist, had vanished.
[No matter what you do, it is useless.]
Snorting with an unconcerned expression, the moment the middle-aged man was about to destroy Baekri Geomha's body in one breath,
Puuuck.
With the feeling of something bursting, a pitch-black sword suddenly popped up on the middle-aged man's chest.
The Silent Tiger Soul Sword had suddenly pierced through his back and protruded to his chest.
[How.]
Not to mention the middle-aged man's Profound Divine Technique Qi.
His martial prowess was so outstanding that he could freely use the origin of the martial arts of the Eight Emperors and Three Stars.
Moreover, being stabbed in the back was something that only happened in fights between third-rate martial artists.
So how could such a thing have happened?
"Did you think I only knew how to use Soul Demon Dharma Energy?"
The reason he had continuously attacked the middle-aged man with Soul Demon Dharma Energy.
That was in order to unleash a decisive blow with the power of the Heaven-Dark Star.
[You were using Soul Demon Dharma Energy intentionally?]
The people of the Baekri Family can instinctively feel the energy of Soul Demon Dharma Energy.
Not only that, but the middle-aged man possessed supernatural senses capable of detecting everything invisible to the eye.
Baekri Geomha had guessed that fact, and rather used that absolute confidence to his advantage.
"The power of Heaven-Dark can erase everything. Even whatever object it may be."
He had intentionally fought while revealing his presence in the enemy's vision with Soul Demon Dharma Energy.
In the meantime, after perfectly erasing the presence of the Silent Tiger Soul Sword, he had flown the sword into his back using the power of the Heaven-Dark Star.
"Since you thought of me as a bug."
Baekri Geomha snorted.
"You probably wouldn't have cared even if one sword disappeared."
What if the middle-aged man had been a martial artist?
The moment he realized the sword at Baekri Geomha's waist had disappeared, he would have immediately sensed danger.
He would have sharpened all his senses to find the location of the vanished Silent Tiger Soul Sword.
But because he had detected Baekri Geomha's fading Soul Demon Dharma Energy, he was certain that no matter what tricks he used, he couldn't defeat him.
Also, since his body wouldn't even be scratched if slashed by a treasure sword like the Fish Intestine Sword, he naturally hadn't even cared about a sword.
However, a situation where he hadn't dreamed Baekri Geomha would possess the power of the Heaven-Dark Star.
In the end, his body had been pierced like tofu by the Silent Tiger Soul Sword, which had condensed the power of the Heaven-Dark Star.
Clack.
As Baekri Geomha sheathed the Silent Tiger Soul Sword again,
[This supernatural power. You were him.]
Thud.
The bleeding middle-aged man collapsed like a log.
[...You bastards will also die soon.]
Thud.
Leaving behind those words, the middle-aged man met his death.
"Huu, huu."
Baekri Geomha gasped for breath.
The power of the Baekri Family completely transcended martial logic.
Driven into reverse flow by the Profound Divine Technique Qi, the Soul Demon Dharma Energy was ruining his body, and his thigh muscles and knees were almost shattered by the giant dragon's strike.
Moreover, the energy of the Heaven-Dark Star had also disappeared without a trace.
Just as the middle-aged man had guaranteed.
He too was in a situation where his breath would be cut off before long.
"I am..."
Staring at the ash-colored sky, Baekri Geomha gasped heavily.
A fishy taste of blood spread through his mouth, and the sensations throughout his body slowly faded away.
Having even forgotten what he was trying to say, he...
Thud.
Letting out a heavy sound like a broken giant tree, he plunged forward.
Whoooosh.
A desolate wind blew.
Ssssss.
Before he knew it, the barrier surrounding Saha Manor vanished. Then, even the aftermath of the fierce death struggle disappeared.
The corpses of the middle-aged man and the white-clad man slowly turned into silver dust.
How much time had passed?
Just as the heavy air, the stench of blood, and the scent of death lingered in the ruins,
Shhhhhh.
At the center of the gruesome scenery, from the fallen body of Baekri Geomha, pitch-black darkness rose like a heat haze.
It was a terrible Soul Demon Dharma Energy that corroded all living things.
His clothes that touched the demonic energy silently decayed into ash, and the ground around where he lay burned black and lost its life.
If even a quarter-hour passed like this, his body would become a handful of dust and scatter in the wind.
But at that moment,
Twinkle.
Like a star rising in a starless night sky, tens of thousands of black points of light began to unfold in the empty air.
They twinkled black like fragments of a shattered star and fell silently.
The moment the points of light touched the ground.
Ssssh.
Masked figures in pitch-black attire revealed themselves without sound or shadow.
As if they had been standing there from the very beginning.
"Hmm."
Their gazes were fixed on the traces that had turned into silver dust.
One of them, who seemed to be the leader, took a step closer and carefully observed the silver dust scattered around.
"They're stragglers from the Baekri Family."
Then, on one side, he discovered Baekri Geomha glaring with wide eyes while spewing smoke.
"So you were alive."
Baekri Geomha tried to say something, but due to the Soul Demon Dharma Energy burning throughout his body, his mouth wouldn't even open.
"Not only Soul Demon Dharma Energy."
The leader saw through the fact that the gruesome wounds on Baekri Geomha and what was leaking from his body...
Contained a mysterious light as well as Soul Demon Dharma Energy, and clicked his tongue.
"Profound Divine Technique Qi is mixed in as well."
He let out a deep sigh mixed with resignation and annoyance.
"Did the Elder make it out of boredom again?"
Groaning lowly, he looked at the traces of the middle-aged man and shook his head.
"Still, if it was enough to kill an Elder Leader of the Baekri Family, it shouldn't be a failure."
He spoke to his subordinates as if it couldn't be helped.
"Call the Hollow Men. Send him to the Earthen Chamber, and have them restore his Soul Demon Dharma Energy and ruined body."
As soon as the command fell, bizarre patterns were engraved on the hands of the masked men.
As they reached their hands into the air, an eerie and bizarre light began to soar in the distant sky.
After some time passed like that...
Something slowly descended to the ground from the empty air.
No, rather than descending, it was flowing down in the form of blood.
Like the sky vomiting a nightmare, something continuously formed shapes, and... soon began to take on the form of a human.
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