The Descent of the God
There was one truth known to every spirit that ruled this world.
After death, it belonged to the realm of the Heavenly Venerables, but the lives before it had been lived entirely beneath the gaze of light.
Thus, countless spirits feared light, held it in awe, and worshipped it all at once.
They also hated it.
Of them all, Hyeol-eum was the most extreme in his hatred of light.
No, he had felt this way since the time he had been Yu Ho-deok.
The moment he heard the truth from the **[Most Ancient One]** about the true nature of light and the hideous purposes of those who wielded it, he became a hater of the light.
Of course, now that he had lost the power and backing he once possessed, he was forced to treat those who commanded light like mere insects—yet he still hated them.
It was made even more unbearable by his old friend Gwang-han.
And so, he could never forgive Baek-woon, the apostle of light who managed Gwang-han's corpse.
Nor could he forgive Seo Eun-hyun, the being who had brought light into this world.
Baek-woon was beyond reach because she was already merged with the Gwanghan Realm.
But Seo Eun-hyun was different.
He had merely reached the status of a Venerable by handling withered remnants of his former power—whatever that meant.
He was not to be feared, not even if he raised the power of the remaining Heavenly and Earthly Double Cultivation to the level of a Star Shatterer.
The Gaeyeol cultivators were nothing.
Even the Saintess was nothing if she had not merged with the Middle Realm.
And as for something as low as a Star Shatterer!
Yet Hyeol-eum felt something was off.
Seo Eun-hyun, who had been summoned by Hyeol-eum's prophecy, appeared before him.
The instant they met, Seo Eun-hyun began climbing the Star Shatterer realm, desperately trying to escape.
Hyeol-eum, who had planned to rip out his soul and torture him for ten thousand years, watched with delight, seeing it as a way to spare himself the effort of killing him.
The probability of a Star Shatterer upgrade was low anyway.
Even if a miracle occurred and he succeeded, he would only become more vulnerable at the Star Shatterer stage, before the True Immortal.
He did not even need to worry.
And even if he did not become vulnerable, a single Star Shatterer was still nothing.
At the very least, the early stage of Star Shatterer was no different from a human or a chickling when compared to a True Immortal.
**It must be so.**
Hyeol-eum stared in shock as Seo Eun-hyun upgraded right before his eyes and the star he had completed watched him.
**Who are you?**
The star created alongside a normal Star Shatterer Venerable's first upgrade was only the size of a satellite.
But the star hovering before Hyeol-eum's eyes….
It was the size of a planet.
It was not normal in the slightest.
**Wiiiiing!**
Hyeol-eum was forced to widen his eyes at the rings that began appearing around Seo Eun-hyun.
**Heavenly Earth Double Cultivation! How?!**
Even if one had trained Heavenly Earth Double Cultivation in the Integration stage, one could not upgrade to Star Shatterer in a single step.
At the Star Shatterer level, if one wished to practice Heavenly Earth Double Cultivation, they were forced to perform that monstrous upgrade ritual **once more**.
Since a star had already been created, the only way to practice Heavenly Earth Double Cultivation at the Star Shatterer level was through this insane method of exploding the star once more.
But the Seo Eun-hyun before his eyes was somehow wearing the ring of Heavenly Earth Double Cultivation practitioners.
**Ah, what sorcery is this? Speak the truth before this Judge General.**
***
**Failed.**
**Failed.**
**Failed. Failed. Failed. And again failed.**
Seo Eun-hyun had attempted self-destruction against Hyeol-eum dozens, hundreds, thousands of times.
And in doing so, he had delved deeper and deeper into the nature of his strength.
He kept repeating the act of completing his star, then exploding the completed star again and again.
And he endured the strike of a True Immortal hundreds of times, gaining an even deeper understanding of the True Immortal.
A True Immortal was the world itself.
It was not some false world like the tiny realms of the Integration stage or the satellite worlds of the Star Shatterer stage.
It was the **[Real World]** itself.
True Immortals were capable of growing real living beings inside their bodies, of birthing sages who truly experienced birth, illness, aging, and death as they journeyed toward enlightenment.
They tuned the destiny of all things and were no different from the gods who ruled absolutely from above the heavens.
And Seo Eun-hyun had received the power of the **[World]** itself hundreds of times.
He had succeeded in finding a way to resist the power of the world.
A single mortal could never absorb the power of the world.
Therefore, he would have to borrow it.
If he could not defeat the world with his own strength, he would have to borrow power from the world itself.
**Uuuuuuung!**
Hong Beom flew straight toward him once more, the tribulation aimed for him.
And it was there.
Hyeol-eum's strength, moving within the Myeonggye realm, was visible.
**I must rise to the Myeonggye realm for even an instant.**
**Flash!**
The star he had created shrank and rushed back into his body.
How many times had he repeated the act of creating the star, then exploding and regressing?
From some point onward, rings began to appear around him.
**This ring is pulling in the surrounding power.**
Just as the Heavenly Yuan that once surrounded him in the Heavenly Person stage pulled in the Heavenly and Earthly energy of the world, the power of this ring seemed to draw the power of the **[World]** itself.
Hyeol-eum was about to strike Hong Beom with a single blow.
Seo Eun-hyun pushed his body with the ring into his avatar and transformed into a human form, leaping toward Hyeol-eum's strike.
The colorless glass sword appeared in his hand.
In that brief moment, he had regressed hundreds of times.
The colorless glass swords, stacked upon one another, had already evolved into a Dharma treasure of Star Shatterer level.
Holding the even more vicious colorless glass sword, he began drawing a circle with his eyes gleaming.
The attack was about to reach Hong Beom at any moment, yet he paid it no mind and drew the circle right there with his sword.
**Kiiing—**
This was the Asim-geom, the Endless Moon Overseeing the Void.
It was also the form of Accumulating Dust to Form a Mountain.
Within the white mist, a colorless circle was born.
Just as Kim Yeon's Biikmu had suddenly reached the true realm of the infinite thanks to the puppets of the Wondrous Castle.
Every time his sword drew a circle, his consciousness began to accelerate without end.
**Bung—**
**Bung bung—**
**Bung, bung, bung, bung!**
….
**Kiiiiiiing!**
The rotation had been slow at first, but suddenly he felt he had entered a realm where the world had stopped.
**This is a realm that ordinary mental acceleration can reach.**
He accelerated further.
His sword grew steadily faster.
**More.**
**Kiiing—**
**More!**
**Kiiing!**
**More!!!**
**Piiit!**
At some point.
He felt as though the world had completely stopped.
He felt as though he had become the light itself.
Or perhaps even faster than that.
And within this stopped world, he looked up at the Myeonggye realm.
Hyeol-eum was still moving within this stopped world.
It was so natural.
Hyeol-eum met his eyes.
**How surprising. A mortal in flesh reaching this realm.**
He gleamed with his eyes.
**So that's it. You really possess all five senses.**
The five senses?
What did that mean?
**How did a mere mortal reach the realm of the immortals and probe at their consciousness in such a way? What method is this? How astonishing, how amazing.**
He did not know what he was saying.
But one thing was certain.
At this moment, his consciousness had momentarily reached the same realm as the beings called True Immortals.
Through the continuous acceleration of his mind by drawing circles, he had reached that realm.
Hyeol-eum sensed his intent and laughed mockingly at him.
**Trying to block my strike, are you?**
He could not answer.
To linger in this realm even temporarily, he had to draw the circle desperately.
**Useless. You think lifting a single strand of your consciousness into our realm will solve everything. Hahaha…**
And then the next instant.
Hyeol-eum's attack struck him directly, blocking Hong Beom's path.
**I must maintain the circle…**
A red wave swept over him from the Myeonggye realm.
He clenched his teeth, feeling his entire body evaporate under the overwhelming force.
**No. I must endure. Keep drawing the circle. If I do, I can succeed. If I keep drawing it, keep drawing it… then the Sword of Sumeru…!**
But in the end, he could not maintain balance before this force.
His body and half-body flew away, shattering the balance, and the circle he had drawn shattered.
At the same time, his consciousness returned to the mortal realm.
**…Damn it.**
Feeling his consciousness grow hazy, he reached toward Hong Beom and Jeon Myeong-hoon.
His psychokinetic power surged toward them and hurled them far away.
The next instant, a vast tribulation enveloped him, and he lost consciousness.
That had been his 986th regression.
***
**986th Loop.**
He once again activated the Sword of Sumeru and charged toward Hyeol-eum.
Hyeol-eum repeated the exact same situation as before.
Everything was the same.
But there was one difference.
**Kugugugugu!**
Hyeol-eum's power became a wave of power that enveloped him.
Yet he did not stop drawing the circle.
Even if his half-body was destroyed and his body shattered, he did not stop.
And in the final moment!
**Paaaah!**
He drew the circle again and again until he finally felt his power reach a certain realm.
The circle he had drawn had now become a ring of light surrounding him.
Feeling the endless circle finally take physical form, he compressed it.
The circle compressed and rushed into his body.
The central point of his shattered star.
At the center of that, the circle he had drawn became a single point.
And he smiled bitterly.
**Is this it?**
**Zzeeeong!**
The instant he completed the point, he was struck by Hyeol-eum's full attack and died.
He had to complete the point before the star completely shattered.
But it was too late.
**Still, it's fine.**
Next time, I will definitely succeed.
That had been his 987th regression.
***
**987th Loop.**
**Paaaah!**
He drew the circle, probed the True Immortal's realm, and successfully compressed the circle into a point.
**Now it begins.**
Fortunately, he completed the point before his body completely shattered.
What remained was to shatter the point!
The formula to create the Strongener!
Through that formula, he copied three points from a single point.
**And through this…**
**Paaah!**
He shattered the three points into nine.
Then nine into twenty-seven, twenty-seven into eighty-one.
The speed of shattering accelerated with each break.
But the next instant.
**Kwadak!**
He died again.
**Faster…**
***
**988th Loop.**
The points created through rotation had exceeded hundreds.
But he still failed to reach the target.
**More…!**
***
**989th Loop.**
**990th Loop.**
**991st Loop…**
At some point.
While madly drawing circles, he felt as though the **[Circle]** itself had been internalized inside his heart.
**This is…**
He finally understood.
The act of **[drawing the circle]** had at some point become completely one with his inner self, just like the Asim-geom, the Endless Moon Overseeing the Void.
**Flash!**
The moment he realized it, the moment the loop began, he drew the circle and immediately condensed it into a point.
**Paaaah!**
The point generated inside his body instantly shattered into dozens, hundreds, and began scattering in all directions.
Soon, he sensed three thousand lights appearing around him.
**Now it's enough.**
**What sorcery is this?**
Hyeol-eum's mocking voice was audible.
He quietly raised his sword.
The next instant, the **[first point]** that had entered his body began spewing light.
At the same time, the light bursting from the first point began connecting with the other three thousand points.
It looked like a constellation made of three thousand stars.
**Oh?**
As if even rotting, Hyeol-eum, the True Immortal, immediately understood what he was trying to do.
The constellation that began from him continued to stretch outward even after all the points had disappeared.
And the lines of the constellation connected to a single **[Corpse]** in the distant Void Space.
**Chichi-jik!**
And the constellation continued to connect.
Once a constellation connected to a **[Corpse]**, it kept stretching and connecting to even more corpses.
In an instant, the entire Void Space began to shine because of the constellation connected to him.
**Briefly lifting one's consciousness into the Immortal Domain, copying that consciousness, and connecting the copied consciousness to the corpses… and then bestowing the consciousness of an immortal upon those corpses? Is that what you're trying to do? To struggle before me? Just giving a moment of the immortal's consciousness to these wastes won't change anything.**
He seemed to be enjoying himself, chuckling.
**Better than some of the ordinary Saintess cultivators. Not true immortal arts, but sub-immortal arts will do.**
**…Wrong.**
He looked up at Hyeol-eum and opened his mouth.
**I did not connect my consciousness to the corpses.**
Hyeol-eum looked down at him with a slight start.
Since conversing within the True Immortal's realm consumed an immense amount of mental power, he did not speak further and continued activating the Sword of Sumeru.
The lines of the constellation that began from the Sword of Sumeru finally reached the Star Realm by crossing the Void Space.
The corpses were merely the medium.
What he truly sought to reach was the **[Universe]** itself.
Through the constellations, he connected to the universe itself and felt a sudden thrill.
**This is the universe…**
So majestic that even speaking of it would be disrespectful.
Rather, it was an infinite space of holy level!
That was what the Star Realm and the universe truly were.
**Whiiiing—**
Starting from Woldo, he unfolded every form of the Dan-ak Sword Art all the way to the Endless Moon Overseeing the Void.
The Dan-ak Sword Art had already begun to blend together when he created the form of Accumulating Dust to Form a Mountain.
But today, he had decided to melt the entire Dan-ak Sword Art into one.
The forms continued one after another.
And at the same time, the **[rings of the star]** inside his body spun wildly, beginning to suck in the power of the world itself.
The forms of the Dan-ak Sword Art continued, drawing circles, and the instant those circles overlapped with the star rings inside his body.
**Chwaaaah!**
Finally, through the constellations that had connected to the entire universe, the power of the entire world began to be sucked in.
It felt as though the universe itself was being sucked into the inside of his sword.
Hyeol-eum had once said it.
Could a mere mortal's consciousness reach his power?
It was true.
Even if one temporarily connected their consciousness to the realm that transcended all speed and space-time, those beings existed too comfortably in that realm.
With just him alone, he could not defeat them.
**Therefore, I will not use just my own consciousness.**
He used the consciousness of the corpses he had connected to.
And he injected his consciousness into the **[world]** inside those corpses.
And he injected his consciousness into the universe connected through the corpses.
The dust everywhere in the universe.
The starlight, the cold, the heat, the effects of the Heavenly and Earthly energy.
All of it contained his consciousness, which had reached the Immortal Domain.
Of course, he was not truly borrowing the power of the entire universe.
But….
He earnestly prayed for the power of the entire world and thrust his sword forward.
**Please, lend me your strength.**
After countless rotations, he extended his sword toward Hyeol-eum's strike.
The power of the entire world stretched out toward the strike of another world.
The next instant.
**—!!!**
It exploded together with the red wave rushing toward him.
**Ah…**
Finally.
He had reached the 991st loop and succeeded in perishing together with the True Immortal's strike.
That had been his 992nd regression.
***
**992nd Loop.**
**"Once more!"**
Perishing together was not an option.
He had to survive after taking this strike!
After taking the tribulation that Hong Beom and Jeon Myeong-hoon had gathered!
Until he could utterly disdain Hyeol-eum after becoming a complete Star Shatterer!
He danced the sword dance.
It was the sword dance made of endless circles.
Drawing the circle, creating the point, scattering the point to make the constellation,
After borrowing the power of the universe through that constellation,
Dancing the sword dance that integrated the entire Dan-ak Sword Art and pouring out the final strike.
That was what it was….
**Dan-ak Sword Art. The Thirty-Third Form.**
**"Sword of Sumeru!"**
**Zzeeeong!**
The sword shattered again.
This time, it was not perishing together.
It had simply shattered into pieces, and all the true energy of his body had been drained.
**Ha… ha…**
He smiled as he watched the tribulation that enveloped him.
Now….
It was almost over.
That had been his 993rd regression.
***
**993rd Loop.**
He danced the sword dance and extended his sword.
**Puuuuk!**
The red wave that had fallen from the Myeonggye realm split in half.
**Haha…**
At first he had not even noticed, but now he could see.
The red torrent spurting from Hyeol-eum's body, which looked like a sea of blood, spurting toward Hong Beom was vividly visible in its process.
**The sword did not shatter.**
He smiled gently.
He took one more step forward.
Even though he had used all his energy, he had blocked Hyeol-eum's strike with the sword intact!
**Kwaaaarung!**
He took the tribulation again and closed his eyes.
That had been his 994th regression.
***
**995th Loop!**
**996th Loop!!**
**997th Loop!!**
**"Ah…."**
Suddenly, he noticed he had entered a certain **Ecstasy Realm**.
The red torrent was flying toward Hong Beom.
It was a torrent that had fallen from the Myeonggye realm.
It was not even a proper immortal art, and it was a playful strike from Hyeol-eum, but it was still a strike of the True Immortal's power.
Through countless deaths, he now felt confident that he could shatter that attack without breaking the sword and without consuming all his energy.
And only then did he understand.
**Finally, I have mastered a new form.**
Mastering a form does not mean it can be perfectly used.
Even the creator of the form had to create it, train it, improve it, and internalize the optimal form that suited him.
Reaching that realm was the only way to fully make the form his own and master it.
**Wiiing!**
At the same time, he had a strange experience.
Everything in the world seemed to be the sword.
Hyeol-eum in front of him was the sword.
The corpses in the Void Space were the sword.
The tribulation falling from the stars in the universe was the sword.
Each and every starlight that brought down the tribulation was also the sword.
**Ah…**
He could see the new aspect of the newly created form.
The Thirty-Third Form of the Dan-ak Sword Art was simultaneously the sword dance of **"borrowing the power of the world"** and an occult technique of **"drawing power from the world"** thanks to the application of the Great Desert Dead Sea Formation and such.
And the phrase **"borrowing power from the world"** meant that if the other party was a being equal to the world, he could borrow strength from them through the sword dance he unfolded.
**The Descent of the Divine.**
He felt a divine being descend within the sword dance.
**You seek the Dao with the sword?**
He somehow answered as if entranced by the question of the divine being.
**"Yes. That is correct."**
**The moment the quest for the sword reaches its peak, you have earned my favor. I am willing to count you as one of my believers. However, that is a separate matter. If you wish for my help, you must show your ability. Unite the sword and the immortal.**
He understood what he was saying.
He had only ever handled the sword from the perspective of martial arts.
And this incomprehensible True Immortal was telling him to combine the occult aspect and the martial aspect of swordsmanship.
**Paaah!**
He unfolded the sword dance within the dazzling light.
As if **[someone]** was helping him from beside him.
His sword path, occult, divine art, and psychokinetic power had merged too naturally.
A satisfying smile seemed to ring in his ears.
**[Someone]** who was helping him was applauding his swordsmanship.
While listening to that smile, his mind shook, and he felt an urge to submit to **[someone]** right away.
It was felt instinctively.
This being had reached the extreme of the sword.
It was not just a puppet, but a being like a god as a sword cultivator like Hong Su-ryeong.
**Ah, I want to submit.**
If I submit to this person and become one of their swords, how wonderful it would be.
The life of a human with flesh and blood is tiring.
I simply want to live as a single sword, as iron.
Yes, submit…
**YOU DAMNED WORM!!!**
He snapped back to his senses at the furious voice of Hyeol-eum.
**You dare summon such a wicked thing again! You ominous beings, be gone from the Ilwol Cheonyeok!**
The next instant.
His entire body was crushed by the power of the sincere immortal art of Hyeol-eum and he died.
That had been his 998th regression.
***
**Already 998 loops?**
It had been long.
Too long.
In the previous loop, **[someone]** had nearly tricked him and made him submit, but this time was different.
**With only my own power, I can block even a normal strike from Hyeol-eum!**
He had fallen into the Ecstasy Realm once more, but this time he did not lose his mind and danced the sword dance with only his consciousness.
The world dwelled within the sword dance, and dazzling light burst forth.
At the same time, he saw the entire world once more as if it were the sword.
Once more, the voice of **[someone]** seduced him.
**You, seeker of the sword's path. Come with me, the Daoist Lord. Then I shall show you the ultimate meaning of the sword.**
And he refused.
**"Enough."**
**What?**
**"I will see the ultimate of the sword with my own hands."**
**Twaaaaa!**
A pure white light burst from within the sword dance.
Within that light, he pushed away the consciousness of the being speaking to him and shouted.
**"What meaning does the ultimate of the sword obtained by borrowing the hand of another have?!"**
He had failed. Failed. Failed.
His sword, piled up as a mountain of failures.
**"My sword is mine. The ultimate of the sword I pursue is also mine. I am grateful for your kind offer, but I shall achieve it with my own hands!"**
Shaking off the will of the transcendent being who had descended within the sword dance, he extended his sword toward Hyeol-eum's strike from within that state.
**Dan-ak Sword Art**
**The Thirty-Third Form**
**Sword of Sumeru!**
The sword dance of borrowing the power of the world flew toward the strike shot by another world.
The first form of the sword that borrowed the power of the universe itself split Hyeol-eum's torrent in half!
**Finally!**
In the 998th loop of regression, he had successfully blocked Hyeol-eum's strike **perfectly** for the first time!
**HONG BEOM!!!**
He unleashed a heavenly command and shouted at Hong Beom.
The moment the roof of Hong Beom's mouth shattered, memories of the 16th loop flashed by.
—What name will you give to your Woldoipcheon?
—Um, I don't think of a good name, but… Is there meaning in a name? I just call it whatever it is.
—Hmph, what nonsense. Isn't it more satisfying to have a name when you use it? If you can't think of one… how about I name it for you.
—Um… Do as you please.
—Alright. Is there any meaning you want to include? I thought it would be better if you added something like this.
—No particular meaning comes to mind, but if you insist on naming it… put a sword in it.
—A sword?
—Yes. Since my Woldoipcheon is the Invisible Sword, when I receive it, it should have a sword included.
—I see. Then….
Darkness seized Hong Beom's hand.
The darkness became a giant mouth that devoured light and spread out.
—Then make it a sword that cuts through the empty sky.
The 16th me had given it such a name on his roof.
Hong Beom's sword, which had integrated countless swords, was so excellent it could cut through the empty sky without anything.
—If you don't like it or think of a better name later, tell me anytime. You can use any other name you think of.
—No. I quite like it. The sword of the Void… If you think of a better name later, I will return this sword's name to you. Of course….
**Hong Beom. The name of your roof will be…**
He unleashed a heavenly command, and Hong Beom swung the sword of the Void toward the falling tribulation.
—If you still can't think of a good name, I will use this name even in my next life.
**[Void Sword.]**
**Wol-doipcheon**
**"Void Sword!"**
Hong Beom's sword stretched toward the sky and connected to the tribulation, and Jeon Myeong-hoon's power activated, gathering millions of tribulations.
The power of Jeon Myeong-hoon and Hong Beom overlapped, multiplying their abilities.
Hundreds of billions, trillions of tribulations were instantly integrated.
And he once more began to infuse the power of the universe into the sword dance through the Sword of Sumeru.
The first tribulation would have no choice but to be taken.
And….
Any tribulation that could be taken, he would definitely overcome!
Even the strike of a True Immortal, the Sword of Sumeru that split it in half, split the first tribulation of hundreds of billions of tribulations in half.
His single sword pierced straight through the tribulation, breaking through the boundary between the Void Space and the Star Realm, and entered the realm of the universe.
**Haah…**
He closed his eyes.
And within the cycle of almost one thousand loops, he could finally smile a **proper** smile that he had never properly made.
**Uuuuung!**
The tribulation that had been shattered by him began to flow straight into his body.
At the same time, he felt as though the stars that had just sent him tribulations and he were properly **[connected]**.
He knew what this was.
It was the **Star Vein**.
Through the tribulations, connected to the stars, receiving the Star Vein, and being recognized as a proper **[star]** by this universe.
That was the true nature of the tribulation.
Through the Star Vein, the power of all the stars in the universe began to flow into him.
His consciousness area expanded madly.
Just by thinking, he felt he could explore the entire Heavenly Person realm with only his consciousness area.
He felt the power of the stars, raised his psychokinetic power, and quickly pulled his companions inside the star in his body.
After quickly recovering Hong Beom and Jeon Myeong-hoon, who were exhausted, he stepped forward once more.
**Paaah!**
The surrounding environment had changed.
This was the Star Realm.
A sea of stars, also called the universe, an infinite realm.
**Finally…. I have become a true Venerable.**
A realm capable of leaping through space at a level equivalent to dimensional teleportation through the Immobilization Technique.
A realm that can cross directly into the Star Realm without any help from the Middle Realm in the Void Space.
That was the Star Shatterer realm.
**Zzeeeong!**
It felt as though a corner of the universe was collapsing.
From far away, a part of the universe collapsed with an immense wave, and a red sea began stretching out toward him from there.
**You worm!**
He smiled.
**Now it's the real beginning.**
Feeling the power of the endless Star Vein, he stepped forward once more.
**Paaah!**
The figure of Hyeol-eum was rapidly moving farther away.
Feeling his true power of the Star Shatterer, he leaped over tens of light-years and fled.
**Kugugugugu!**
Yet the hand of Hyeol-eum did not care, and he saw it following him.
**Now that I have completely reached the Star Shatterer realm, the realm will be maintained even if I regress.**
Since I have completely fixed my realm by taking the tribulation, I will not be followed by just the Star Emperor anymore.
**Now I just need to find something that can utterly disdain the fate Hyeol-eum prophesied while fleeing inside this Star Realm.**
And the candidate had already been decided.
But….
Right then.
**…!**
While leaping through the Star Realm, he was forced to stop in one area.
**…Ha.**
Approximately fifty stars blocked his path.
They were not his main body, but avatars… even so, each one felt at the level of a Star Plate.
And he immediately knew who they were.
**[They shot tribulations saying "die," but somehow ate them all and upgraded.]**
Fifty Gaeyeol cultivators who had clashed with him in the Myeonggye Realm!
Those were blocking him.
**Kugugugugu!**
From behind, Hyeol-eum's arm was chasing, and from the front, fifty avatars of Gaeyeol True Immortals blocked him.
A desperate situation.
**Can I use the Sword of Sumeru one more time?**
His energy was quite lacking.
**…Do you dare to block me in front of a fragment of a True Immortal or an avatar?**
He tried a bluff.
But the fifty Gaeyeol True Immortals replied as if it was amusing.
**The previous Chief Judge General of Myeonggye has guaranteed that you are not something like that. I will kill you here. You are nothing.**
**Damn it…**
He had no choice.
His whole body trembled as if it would be turned to mush, and he had no energy.
But….
It seemed that his destiny was to swing the sword until the very end.
He prepared the form of the Sword of Sumeru and raised his sword intent.
At that moment.
**You truly will not submit to me?**
**[Someone]** spoke to him again within the Sword of Sumeru.
**…I do not need it.**
**…Is that so. But I have taken an interest in you. Will you not become one of my believers?**
**I said I do not need it.**
**…Then I will not hold back.**
**…Eh?**
**Uuuuuung!**
He sensed that **[something]** was coming toward him from the distant star sky.
**That is…**
Through the Sword of Sumeru he had unfolded, **[someone]** had descended and was drawing their power into this place.
**Th-that, th-that…!**
**Why, why, why is that falling over there?!**
**You! You were his believer?!**
**Everyone run! Run as far as you can…!**
It was the sword.
The **Light Sword** made of silver-white light was falling here from across the universe.
Hyeol-eum's arm visibly flinched and retreated.
The size of the light sword was so immense that even the sun looked like a firefly.
And it was the moment the sword fell into this space.
**Sword Guiding Star Rain**
**Deeeeeng!**
The entire Ilwol Cheonyeok rang.
The light sword shattered, and all fifty avatars sent by the Gaeyeol True Immortals exploded.
It felt as though the main bodies beyond the avatars suffered enormous damage.
But above all.
**—-------!!!!!!**
Hyeol-eum seemed to have been destroyed in an apocalyptic disaster.
A corner of the universe collapsed by the light sword.
He asked the **[someone]** who had shown him such an immense kindness.
**Who are you?**
And **[someone]** answered.
He was forced to be stunned by his answer.
**I am the Fifth Seat of the Eight Immortals of Light, the Sword Guide Venerable.**
**…!!!**
**You, seeker of the sword's path. One day I will make you one of my believers.**
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