A Regressor’s Tale of Cultivation-Chapter 590: Mount Sumeru (3)

Chapter 590: Mount Sumeru (3)

I expand the senses of Earth.

The Plane of Qi within the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain enters entirely into my sensory range.

'Truly...horrifyingly vast.'

"Hey. I'm asking again. Where is the teleportation formation to the Bearing Tree Heavenly Domain?"

I briefly release the mouth of the Vestige Liberation Immortal I've captured and ask the question.

"Do you think I would tell you that? No matter how powerful you are, there's no way you can get through this many divine spirits. You'll soon be hung upside down and judged! Never! Never will someone like you make me talk!"

"...Sorry, but."

As expected, they ramble on without giving me a single piece of the information I want.

But it doesn't matter.

Their history as a True Immortal spans roughly 900,000 years.

They are just a mere youngster who has only been a True Immortal for 900,000 years.

Perhaps because of that that, it's fortunate they know little about the authority of Immortal Beasts.

Immortal Beast Authority.

History Induction (歷史誘導)

Kiriririk!

The Taiji spins.

At the same time, this brat's history begins to unravel.

Sensing what I'm about to do, the Vestige Liberation Immortal starts convulsing.

They try everything to cover or block their past, but it's useless.

History Induction, one of the authorities of Immortal Beasts, allows me to read the desired information from a chosen target to gain wisdom.

Even with the senses of Earth that reads history, not all histories can be read.

Only the history of beings significantly lower in rank than oneself.

Or the history of beings 'related' to oneself.

However, Immortal Beasts are entities where history itself is power.

Therefore, through existing mediums, it is possible to read the history of beings unrelated or even higher in rank than themselves.

A method of reading the required history and acquiring information through firmly seizing a medium.

That is the authority of History Induction.

For most Immortal Beasts, the medium is usually the energy of the Plane of Qi.

Or the Immortal Dao they control.

But in my case—

'I see it!'

My medium is intent.

The moment something is 'recalled', I can use that intent as a medium to read the target's history.

It's a form of history induction that most other Immortal Beasts can't use, possible only because I have control over the Plane of Soul.

The Vestige Liberation Immortal tries to shake off my authority, but it's futile.

Like how telling someone not to think of an elephant makes them think of one first,

In trying to resist my history induction, they can't help but 'recall the information I seek.'

And through that intent, I read their history and discover the locations of the teleportation formations within the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain.

"Found it."

Kiiiiiing!

After confirming the location of the teleportation formation leading to the Bearing Tree Heavenly Domain, I grab the Vestige Liberation Immortal who provided the information and hurl them with all my strength.

Kwaaang!

The Vestige Liberation Immortal collides with another True Immortal who has just descended, exploding.

From within the explosion, I release the Immortal Art Sun Shooting into the two disoriented True Immortals.

Tukwang!

Pierced through simultaneously by the Immortal Art of Sun Shooting, both True Immortals vanish.

"Out of my way."

Dududududu!

Swinging the Seven Stars Harnessing God Banner, I begin to devastate the surroundings with all my might.

"I prophesize..."

"In the name of this Immortal, I prophesize!"

"O star of prophecy!"

"Bind that being..."

Countless True Immortals vomit forth stars of prophecy.

But it's useless.

As long as they belong to Radiance Hall.

As long as they are even slightly connected to the power of light!

They cannot evade the Immortal Art of Sun Shooting.

The Immortal Art of Sunlight Hunting...

Was born to deny light itself, carrying the weight of ten million years of history.

Tukwang, tukwang, tukwang, tukwaaaaang!

If I were to give Sun Shooting another name, I would name it this without hesitation.

Radiance Denial (光明否定)!

That is the true nature and authority of Sun Shooting.

The arrows of Sun Shooting pierce straight through the stars of prophecy and go on to pierce the True Immortals behind them as well.

"Youuu!"

"We cannot stand by and watch this tyranny!"

Gradually, Upper Immortals begin to appear within the battlefield.

But they too are clad in the power of light.

Huarurururuk!

"In the name of this Immortal, I prophesize."

Scarlet flames ignite, engulfing my entire body.

'I see. Is this the prophecy of a Heaven Immortal?'

A powerful will reverberates from within the flames.

—My flames shall never part from you while within the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain.

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"I prophesize..."

Light flashes.

At that moment, a spear of light, forged from radiance, shoots across distant spacetime and pierces my chest.

As it drives through my chest, I comprehend the prophecy imbued within the spear of light.

—The first strike shall pierce you without fail.

A thrown spear bound by an absolute condition!

Following this, countless Heaven Immortals begin to launch their attacks at me.

Individually, none of the attacks seem particularly threatening.

But with fate woven into each strike, imbued with absoluteness and inevitability, they become terrifying assaults.

'I see.'

I comprehend the prophecy methods of Heaven Immortals.

From Heaven Immortal onward, the form of the prophetic star changes.

They no longer carve the future they dream into a star but directly imbue their prophecies into their Immortal Arts.

This scarlet flame, endlessly burning my body, does not carry its prophecy within a star but within this very [fire].

The spear that just pierced me was the same.

'So, for Heaven Immortals, their Immortal Art itself becomes the star of prophecy.'

Of course, there are always unique ones.

"In the name of this Immortal, I prophesize..."

One Heaven Immortal with their entire body wreathed in pale flames forms a star of prophecy.

That star of prophecy grows larger and larger, then positions itself beneath me and unleashes an immense attraction force.

"The enemy of Radiance Hall shall not escape the star of prophecy I have cast within the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain."

Dududududu!

My body grows heavy.

That star of prophecy is pulling my body.

A powerful gravitational force seizes me and refuses to let go.

'As expected, the form of prophecy is most efficient in the form of a star.'

In other words, the star of prophecy is the basics, while infusing prophecy directly into Immortal Arts is a specialized application.

But I simply smile and begin to move.

Within the combined assault of countless Heaven Immortals and True Immortals, the Wheel starts to turn.

Dudududu!

: : I, revise. : :

The Immortal Art Impermanence Sword envelops my entire body.

My whole being becomes wrapped in a sharp sword.

A sword is double-edged.

This is the nature of the sword and a truth that all swordsmen must remember.

Every swordsman, in wielding their sword, must be prepared to be cut by it as well.

Kwadududuk!

My entire body is cut apart.

: : As what has been received has accumulated...so too for what will be given. : :

Chiiiiiiiik!

In that instant, the scarlet flames clinging to me, along with the countless prophecies, scatter and vanish.

Yet none of them suffer any backlash.

The wills of the Upper Immortals shake the surroundings violently.

"H-How could this...!?"

"He is using revision!"

"Through revision, he has altered the form of our attack!"

That's right.

I merely changed the form of the attack I received.

Proof of this lies in one of the scars, where the searing pain of the scarlet flame still burns endlessly.

And the reason I was able to change the form of the Upper Immortals' prophecies like this is precisely because the revision I used inflicted even greater pain upon me.

But it doesn't matter.

: : You call this...pain? : :

None of the attacks the Upper Immortals launched at me!

Not a single one properly struck me.

: : Since I have received, I shall return. As this Immortal received misfortune, I shall return it as blessings. : :

I turn around.

An Upper Immortal engulfed in pale flames.

The Upper Immortal, who has trained the basic technique known as prophetic star, flinches in shock.

: : Take today's pain and use it to accumulate yourself. : :

Retribution Execution.

Huarurururuk!

Glass True Fire bursts out from my entire body.

With it, an explosion erupts.

Kwagwagwagwang!

The entire expanse of spacetime collapses.

: : Evade!!!!! : :

: : N-No! I can't dodge this! : :

: : Wh-What is this!!?? : :

The screams of countless divine spirits echo throughout the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain.

: : -------!!!! : :

: : ----!! : :

: : !!!!! : :

The explosion surges.

Since this is rightful retribution, no one can escape.

At the same time, what I received is undeniable pain and calamity.

However, since what I give are blessings, even if it is returned thousands of times over, there is no problem.

What I've given is Glass True Fire.

There will be some pain, but there is definite enlightenment regarding the Immortal Dao of Repentant Enlightenment.

It is an undeniable [blessing].

The divine spirits convulse wildly, letting out screams of agony.

I gaze at the divine spirit cloaked in pale flames.

'This is a little surprising.'

I didn't expect there to be someone in Radiance Hall walking the same Immortal Dao of Repentant Enlightenment as me.

An Upper Immortal who accumulated their fundamental skills as a True Immortal and determines victory solely through stars of prophecy.

That must be this pale Heaven Immortal.

Kiiiiiiiing!

At that moment, the Wheel begins to spin even more frantically.

The figure of In Ye grows even larger.

In Ye, gripping the bow with imposing dignity, pulls back the bowstring.

Behind him, the countless connections add their strength.

[Shoot!]

The voice of Ham Jin from the past life resounds.

Tukwaaang!

I continue firing Sun Shooting towards the True Immortals writhing in pain from the Glass True Fire.

Tukung, tukwang! Tukwaaaaaaang!!!

True Immortals burst apart.

Upper Immortals burst apart.

I look at the pale Upper Immortal who, even in pain, endures and charges at me.

: : As expected. A peer walking the Immortal Dao of the Mountain has perseverance. : :

: : An Immortal Art that denies radiance... But if the power borrowed from Radiance Hall is severed, it is nothing! : :

Jjeooong!

For the first time, the Upper Immortal wreathed in pale flame deflects the Immortal Art of Sun Shooting.

But I reach out my hand.

Kwaduduk!

: : Guughhh! : :

: : They are true words. However... : :

I grab their face and smile.

: : Without borrowing the power of radiance, could the likes of you even think to oppose me? : :

Kwadududuk!

: : Kuaaaaaaaagh! : :

: : Do you not realize that the only reason your prophecy worked even partially was because you borrowed the power of radiance? : :

: : D O N O T B E R I D I C U L O U S ! : :

Kugugugugu!

A star of prophecy takes root within their body.

: : I prophesize. As long as what I have accumulated does not break, I can stand against this one! : :

The weight class of the pale Heaven Immortal begins to grow.

Becoming a pale giant, they try to resist me.

I smile faintly.

: : I am proud of you, fellow peer of the same Immortal Dao. : :

That is the end.

I explode.

Glass True Fire blooms like a flower, overwhelming the pale Heaven Immortal.

From within that explosion, I am born anew.

: : K U A A A A A H !!! : :

Roaring within the eruption, my colossal form, now thousands of times larger due to the explosion, reveals itself.

Having grown so immense that I can now trap an entire stellar system beneath a single foot, I spin the [Wheel] and the Three Great Ultimates to their peak.

Using the Three Great Ultimates, I Divine Descent the power of repentant enlightenment and history, using that power to its limits.

When that power is fully exhausted, I use the [Wheel] to rewrite, pulling forth the version of myself from the past when I was filled with strength, and attach it to the history of my current self.

When that power is spent again, I rewrite once more.

Thus, I draw infinite power from the past, the pinnacle of unfairness.

That is the authority of the [Wheel].

I endlessly explode, rampaging wildly.

: : OOOOOOOOOH!!! : :

With a single sweep of my tail, a quarter of the starlight in the sky crumbles down.

Once more, Upper Immortals from Radiance Hall descend.

But they cannot withstand me now that I am fully unleashing my power.

With a stomp of my forepaw, their stars of prophecy and Immortal Bodies burst apart one after another.

It isn't merely a difference in strength. It is because my body is imbued with the Immortal Art of Sun Shooting.

I tear.

I detonate.

I pop.

I cut.

I bite.

I slam down.

With each and every strike, constellations tremble, and Immortal Bodies are ripped apart.

But these are beings that will eventually revive as long as their prophecies remain.

So, without a shred of hesitation, I continue the great massacre across the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain.

Time flows on, and I carve my way through the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain, turning everything to ashes without pausing for even a moment.

One day. Two days. Three days...

And finally, on the tenth day!

: : OOOOOOOOOH!!! : :

Kwarururururung!

After crushing yet another divine spirit charging at me, I spot the teleportation formation of the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain in the distance and let out a deafening roar.

I am almost there.

It's just when I think so.

Kugugugugugu!

Beyond the teleportation formation, immense presences begin pouring out.

: : Ahaha... Are you the last ones? : :

The powerful Immortals of the Thirty-Three Exalted.

They seem to be the so-called Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals or whatever.

Each one is a being on the level of an Upper Immortal.

But I am not afraid.

Upper Immortals?

No matter how many gather, none can rival me as I am now.

That's what I thought.

Cheok, cheok, cheok, cheok, cheok!

: : ...Huh? : :

The Thirty-Three Exalted Upper Immortals all join their palms together.

Woo-woong!

They draw a circular formation.

Along with it, a very faint image of the [Black Snake Biting Its Tail] settles into the formation they've drawn.

'Wait... This...isn't it...?'

The moment I see it—

My mind, which has been gleefully wielding violence and authority, turns cold.

This isn't it.

This is truly dangerous.

I can't see the future.

Literally, the celestial energy is no longer readable.

It feels as if the Plane of Fate has been completely sealed off.

A pitch-black Darkness World where nothing exists!

That is the celestial energy now before my eyes.

Kiiiiiiiing!

The next moment—

[Light] shines down on me.

"...!"

First comes the Five Elements.

Lights carrying the attributes of heat, heaviness, growth, cold, and sharpness sweep across my entire body.

Next is the Five Blessings.

The blessings and misfortunes of the Five Blessings and Six Extremes become a misfortune that traps me.

'Th-This is...!'

The flow of prophecy of Radiance Hall that Blood Yin spoke of!

Prophecies that pass through Various Omens, Examination of Doubts, Eight Paths, Royal Perfection, and once again return to the Five Elements.

Those countless prophecies twist and intertwine, forming bars of radiance that imprison me.

Before I realize it, the surrounding environment has changed.

'This place is...'

A new energy.

A new constellation.

I feel a chill spread through my entire body as I understand what they've done.

: : Heavenly Domain...? : :

That's right.

Their prophecies have become the bars that imprison me, and these interwoven and tangled bars have created a Small Heavenly Domain that confines me.

Despite calling it a Heavenly Domain, its size is not that large.

It is no bigger than a single galaxy.

Yet, this is clearly a miniature Heavenly Domain, one that looks like a compressed version of the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain.

There, the beings known as the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals raise the form of a [Black Snake Biting Its Tail] and all point at me without emotion.

Immortal Art.

"...!!!"

The will of the Treasure Immortals resounds.

Light-Speed Enforcement (光速強制).

"Wh-What is this...?"

My power is heavily restrained.

Soon, one of the Treasure Immortals hurls a spear of light toward me.

The spear of radiance flies towards me at literal light-speed.

But for beings at our level, the speed of light is slow, so I try to calmly dodge.

That's when it happens.

"...!"

Kwaching!

No matter how I move, I can't escape the speed of light. All I manage to do is barely twist my body and let the spear of light graze past my flesh.

'This is...I see.'

It is an Immortal Art that forces all beings within this place, that can't be determined whether it is a barrier or a Heavenly Domain, to be bound to the maximum speed of light.

From now on, within this space, I can only move at the speed of light.

Woo-woooong!

I try to unfold the ground-shrinking using attraction force, but it's as if all the attraction force within this Small Heavenly Domain belongs solely to them.

As the Treasure Immortals cast their will, the attraction force slips from my grasp.

"...So, some decent ones have shown up."

With those words, the battle begins.

Kururururung!

One of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals seems to pull in a nearby stellar system, then hurls it towards me.

A powerful attraction force pulls me toward it, but I resist with the authority of explosion, breaking free from the star system's attraction force.

The true value of the Three Great Ultimates isn't simply about unleashing brute force.

Seeing the form of the [Black Snake], my excitement fades and I collect my thoughts.

Perhaps because I've torn through the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain in a burst of madness, the frenzy has mostly subsided.

With a calm mind, I focus my will.

'Immortal Beast Form, change.'

Kuguguguk!

The Immortal Beast's true body compresses and shifts shape.

It somewhat resembles my human Transformation form.

However, my body remains massive, comparable to the size of Earth. My hair still burns like the candle flame of Glass True Fire, my white robe turns into a hazy mist that wraps around me, and from my lower back sprouts the tail of Candle Shadow.

My fingers and toes have claws growing out of them like those of a beast, exuding a fierce aura.

Now in a half-human, half-beast form, I grip the Colorless Glass Sword and channel my mind fully into it.

Immediately after.

Kwaaaaaaang!

I explode my feet, stomping off space, and charge straight at one of the Treasure Immortals closest to me, swinging the Colorless Glass Sword.

The Glass Sword, overlapped with the Impermanence Sword, changes its trajectory in a twisting, winding manner, pouncing on the Treasure Immortal.

The upper half of the Treasure Immortal's body is cleaved clean off, and I steady my stance and accelerate my consciousness.

'So, the attraction force of this world is on your side?'

It doesn't matter.

I can use explosions.

And most importantly...my Martial Arts still remain with me.

The pinnacle of Martial Arts I witnessed from Hyeon Mu in the past life.

I unfold a fragment of that peak.

In this world where time has accelerated to its limits, light fades away and only darkness remains.

Yet, within this Darkness World, I can clearly see the path I must take.

'Intent...really is an interesting thing.'

When one is a peak master, the 'optimized path' is shown through the intent of murderous intent.

But do you know what's funny?

A first-rate master at most by the standards of mortal humans, becomes a peak master by clearly seeing their own murderous intent and discovering the 'optimized path'.

The very idea is absurd.

If intent alone makes one a peak master, then what is the point of training the sword or refining Martial Arts?

Why make any effort at all?

Why not just train intent alone for hundreds, thousands of days and eventually become invincible?

'Now I finally understand.'

Intent holds neither strength nor wisdom.

What has always possessed strength and wisdom is this world.

And—

The heart, too, is without any strength or wisdom, simply transparent.

It merely transparently and purely reflects the world itself.

And what is seen back after reflecting the world is intent.

I become transparent.

I calm my entire mind, entering No-Heart.

'In my battle with Hyeon Mu, I was outmatched in every aspect.'

It wasn't a matter of my cultivation falling short.

Hyeon Mu simply reflected everything I had, emotionlessly.

Kiiiiiiiiiing!

In this world accelerated to its extremes, where only darkness remains...

There, my Colorless Glass Sword emits light.

This is a light that shines only for me.

A light accumulated solely through my own repentant enlightenment.

It sweeps away the lightless Darkness World, pushing against the opponent.

Why does my Immortal Art, the Impermanence Sword, possess the power of retribution?

I recall the reason once more.

'To reflect it all.'

Because if I can transparently reflect the entire world, and return everything that is given and taken—

That would surely be true freedom.

Shikang!

I feel it.

With this strike, one of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals is annihilated.

I sense their bewilderment.

Their distance from me grows.

Within this Heavenly Domain, they are gods.

Distance means nothing to them.

In this Small Heavenly Domain, as large as a galaxy, they instantly manipulate space and stretch the distance between me and them to the farthest ends of the domain.

In this situation, where even the ground-shrinking technique is unusable, chasing them is utterly impossible.

But I quietly close my eyes and recall the Hyeon Mu from my past life.

The sight of the sea of stars being severed by her single strike.

'Can I do it too?'

While pondering whether I can or not, the answer suddenly becomes clear.

'I see. From the very start...she was reflecting me.'

Everything she showed me in my past life was a reflection of my own potential.

Therefore, if Hyeon Mu could do it, so can I.

Step by step, I recall Hyeon Mu.

I recall my own image contained in her movements.

'I can do it.'

Holding only that to that resolve, I swing the Colorless Glass Sword.

Seokeong!

Immediately after,

I sense that most of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals, gathered at the far edge of the Heavenly Domain, are cut down by this single sword.

Everything lying along the trajectory between me and them is severed.

'I will contain it.'

This infinite power, summoned through the Three Great Ultimates and the Wheel.

I will contain it solely at the tip of the sword.

Staring at the Impermanence Sword, honed sharper than anything else, my eyes gleam.

Why must people strive and put in effort?

Why can't one become the greatest under the heavens by polishing only their heart?

'It must be...because I am alive in this world.'

As long as I live,

I must live according to the rules of this world.

A transparent mirror can reflect the sky only because it faces the sky and lies beneath it.

Every being living in this world must sweat under the light, ceaselessly and diligently building their mountain through effort.

Only by refining and polishing everything given by the heavens—heart, intent, and all—until they are smooth and clear—

Only then can something be reflected.

This is the truth of this world.

The only ones who could dream of becoming the greatest under the heavens by refining only their heart, would be none other than the dead.

Radiance Hall detests the Way of Salt.

But I know this for certain.

While there may be no good or evil in the Way of Salt that builds mountains through sweat, there is something undeniable.

That is the truth.

The Way of Salt, [the act of accumulating], is undeniably one of the fundamental components that make up this world.

No one can deny that!

'Therefore...'

You all cannot deny what I have accumulated.

The Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals, once slashed and left in tatters by my blade, begin healing themselves using the rules of the Small Heavenly Domain and charge at me again.

'Do not try to deny me.'

Against the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals, who try to deny me—

I begin my sword dance.

Chaeng!

They enforce me to the speed of light, yet they themselves surpass it, engaging me in close combat.

A clear sword cry resounds.

I meet their strength with only a limited speed, while they continue to grow faster and faster.

But no matter how fast they become, not a single one of their attacks reaches me.

'Reflect it!'

The Immortal Art of Retribution reflects their killing intent more clearly than ever, revealing the answers to me.

As long as they hold the 'heart' to harm me,

The Retribution of the Impermanence Sword will always respond, reflecting the optimal answer.

A true ultimate countermeasure, surpassing even the 'optimal trajectory' that intent reveals by tens of thousands of times.

This is the result when the Retribution of the Impermanence Sword is applied to Martial Arts.

Their speed gradually increases.

But the ones who grow more flustered are not me, but them.

Each time they collide with me.

Each time they utter a prophecy to bind me.

Each time they dig a trap for me.

My Impermanence Sword grows stronger, clashing against them, their prophecies, and this very world.

The enlightenment of Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains is being revealed within the Impermanence Sword to its utmost limit.

And it's when the power drawn through Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains reaches a certain singularity.

Immortal Cultivation is repentant enlightenment.

Someone begins to recite the Phenomena Extinguishing Mantra.

It is not me.

Yet I cannot find the one reciting it.

Like tiny grains of salt gathering to form the sea.

'Who is it?'

I see the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals trembling in utter fear and confusion.

Gradually, the attraction force of this Small Heavenly Domain reaches its peak.

'The attraction force of this Small Heavenly Domain should only respond...to the will of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals.'

Build mountains through repentant enlightenment.

But someone's will is completely ignoring that and seizing control of this world.

'Ah...I see.'

I realize it within my sword dance.

Under the attraction force that has reached its peak, the Small Heavenly Domain begins to contract.

'All is one... Through Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains... Through transparent reflection...has it connected?'

I recall my master's teachings.

That Immortal Arts is ultimately about connecting to the 'one'.

[Building a mountain of salt is perhaps the fastest way to reach the heavens.]

I finally realize who is reciting this mantra.

It is my Canvas of Myriad Forms and Connections.

It is my history.

The mountain of repentant enlightenment I have accumulated now opens its mouth and recites the Phenomena Extinguishing Mantra in my stead.

Before I knew it, I began reflecting the entire world.

And because I reflect even myself, the history that has been reflected began to open its mouth.

What happens when a mirror that clearly reflects all things turns to reflect itself?

The mirror reflects another mirror, connecting endlessly.

Yes.

It connects infinitely.

Flash!

The Small Heavenly Domain contracts around me, who dances the sword dance of Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains.

The world narrows, grows hotter, and begins filling with light and heat.

The Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals fight back with desperate strength.

They attempt to manipulate the laws of the Heavenly Domain through the faint form of the [Black Snake Biting Its Tail], but it is futile.

Because the 'act of accumulating'...

Is a fundamental component of this world that no rule can alter or ignore.

I finally halt my sword dance and half-open my eyes.

The endlessly unfolding sword dance ceases, and the tip of my sword now lingers at a certain place.

It is the very spot where I had first begun my sword dance.

At last, I understand.

'...So this is it.'

The perfect circle that Hyeon Mu had once shown me!

Today,

I have succeeded in drawing that circle.

The moment I realize this,

The Small Heavenly Domain, compressed by the Phenomena Extinguishing Mantra, shrinks into a single point, turning the Thirty-Three Heavenly Resplendent Treasure Immortals within into nothing but a dot at the tip of my sword.

From within that dot, the piercing screams of the Treasure Immortals echo.

Tuuung!

After hurling the compressed Treasure Immortals and their Small Heavenly Domain far into the distance with a flick of my sword, a clear laugh escapes me.

I am now completely free from the madness of the Head Realm.

And through today's events, I have fully internalized the enlightenments I gained from my past life and gathered all the fragments of my Martial Arts and authority, making them completely my own.

'Thank you.'

I offer sincere gratitude to this world that allowed me this enlightenment.

To the Heavenly King Heavenly Domain.

To Mount Sumeru.

Even to the [Black Snake Biting Its Tail], the very symbol of the Radiance Supreme Deity, that briefly quelled the madness of the Head Realm.

It is gratitude from the depths of my heart.

Thus, feeling refreshed, it's when I turn to head towards the teleportation formation leading to the Bearing Tree Heavenly Domain.

Tuk!

Someone grabs my shoulder.

"Who da—"

Turning around, I see the Sword Spear Heavenly Lord.

"...Uh...hello—"

Pukwak!

I am split in half and killed.