Chapter 346

Chapter 346

—What, this is impossible……!

Raindrops that fell on the ground soar toward the sky, and birds flap their wings up and down while moving backward.

Those who died split in half—their lower bodies spring up to rejoin with upper bodies, those who climbed mountains walk backward descending, and even those torn to pieces unable to find their forms find their fragments one by one and regain their shapes.

‘The entire world is reversing flow……?’

The entire world’s time is reversing.

In fact, if it were only that, she wouldn’t be this shocked. One or two people going back in time doesn’t actually affect the entire world.

The Three Thousand Worlds forming this world’s foundation all derive from one world. Even if someone reverses time and returns to the past, they merely leave one world and depart to ‘a world where someone reversed time.’ It means the original world changes nothing. And yet.

What kind of spectacle is this?

‘Consciousness is maintained.’

She can tell just by looking.

Everyone passing by as time rewinds acts as in the past, rewinding backward, but their eyes are completely different. Clearly aware of this situation, containing bewilderment and shock in their gazes.

‘All beings being rewound are aware that time is rewinding.’

Is this possible with human power? Is this possible with merely one individual human’s will!

—Go-o-o-o-o-o-!!!

Sanggwi, the world’s will, walks backward.

The shattered Daebongyin immediately restored, and Sanggwi’s backward steps reached Uichang.

Geomseon, Taeag, Ilryun, Daehwalbeol, Geomje, Manwang, Bulgwae…….

The bodies of humans who died or rolled on the ground with severe injuries returned to completely intact states as if such things never happened. Nevertheless, Sanggwi doesn’t stop.

—…….

The moment freed from restraint, Nakcheon revived.

“……?”

The moment reaching Cheonghae past Sacheon, Jeokwol and Gwonryeong revived.

Returning to Singang again, this time Eungryong revived.

Even arriving at Singang, Sanggwi doesn’t stop. Backward, further back, backward, endlessly stepping back and disappearing beyond the Borders.

—……Is it over?

The restored Singang’s Daebongyin.

Before it, slowly looking down, Heukya with heavily sunken eyes burst into hollow laughter.

Before the wilderness where Daebongyin is located.

“Didn’t I say?”

The face she guarded against enough to appear in dreams was there.

“To struggle.”

Uicheonmunju Baek Riyun, holding all memories.

***

There was always a question. The question of whether this is the best.

Blocking Heukya trying to destroy Daebongyin and protecting the world.

Even doing so, there was too much already failed to protect and too much that would fail to be protected in the future. Even if blocking the second Daebongyin, the martial artists killed by Heukya wouldn’t return, and the monsters those martial artists should have handled would endlessly swarm from throughout the Central Plains.

Even if I reached the realm of Ipsin and grew stronger, I couldn’t exist in multiple places simultaneously, so I couldn’t block all monsters swarming from dozens of places.

Ultimately, people would endlessly die, and humanity would have to continue a death struggle for decades until able to cultivate new masters. With the Central Plains’ martial arts that had retreated two or three steps after all masters died.

Can that be called the best?

‘No.’

That’s not the best. Merely the lesser evil avoiding the worst.

The best is something like this.

An ending where no one dies, no one sacrifices, and everyone can finish with smiles.

An ending that can conclude the story with ‘they lived happily ever after.’

That’s the best I think of. Hyeong-nim’s idea of the best wouldn’t differ either. And.

Therefore, I couldn’t miss the opportunity that came before my eyes now.

The opportunity to cut down Heukya before everything begins.

“Uicheon!”

“You’ve come?”

“This is, what on earth…….”

Ilryun flew over, and the war between Hyeolgyo, Singyo, and Murim Alliance suicide squads that had been viciously fighting stopped.

Everyone stares this way. As if unable to understand this situation. As if asking how they who clearly died are alive.

“Given the circumstances, detailed explanation is difficult. However.”

“However?”

“I turned back time. All the dead have revived as well.”

“……!”

Simultaneously with my words, Ilryun, who hastily felt around the ground’s situation, confirmed the revived and his eyes filled with emotion. The situation where the dead like Hyeolgyeom, Amnbi, Eungryong, Jeokwol meet eyes.

“How is this possible…….”

“I don’t know well either. How such a thing was possible.”

Since I saw the Seal of Fate resonating before my eyes, I can tell something resonated with Uicheonjang.

Perhaps Uicheonjang’s ability reversed time, or perhaps I merely lent a bit of strength to Hyeong-nim’s work. However, what’s certain is that the Central Plains’, the entire world’s time perfectly returned.

And that the current Heukya cannot defeat me.

“Is your struggle over?”

At my words, Heukya, who briefly gazed at me with hollow eyes, closed her eyes. Simultaneously, a low voice resonating.

—……Reversing time to turn back the world. Not a human idea.

The idea of twisting providence itself just because providence went wrong.

That’s not a human idea. It’s a god’s idea.

—The one who performed this miracle will have vanished without a trace. Their soul won’t even find salvation and will wander. Is that truly acceptable?

“It’s acceptable. Because Hyeong-nim isn’t someone who would sacrifice himself.”

The best that Hyeong-nim or I think of is ‘an ending without sacrifice.’

His own sacrifice isn’t included there. Though Heukya’s words aren’t completely wrong, nevertheless, there’s surely a method to revive Hyeong-nim, even if the probability is slim.

“The problem directly facing me now isn’t Hyeong-nim’s revival but you, Heukya.”

—Huhu…….

As I raised Uicheongeom with my words, Heukya let out hollow laughter and coiled her tail roundly. Simultaneously, Heukya’s eyes shining red.

—Right. Nothing will change.

“……”

—This place isn’t my domain, not Sinseongyeong. It means it’s not a space where you can freely unfold your martial arts that reached Ipsin.

Though not as much as Heukya before the world’s destruction at Beijing’s Daebongyin, the current Heukya still possesses monster energy sufficient to call herself Yowang.

—The task is the same. I’ll kill you all and repeat what I did once more.

Can you handle it?

Pajijik!

I chuckled at Heukya’s gaze seeming to ask thus and sent internal energy through the sword blade. Internal energy flowing smoothly, having returned from a monster’s body to a human body now.

“If I were alone, well, I couldn’t guarantee it. Since I haven’t perfectly consolidated the enlightenment of Ipsingyeong yet.”

—…….

“But that’s only when I’m alone, isn’t it?”

—As you say.

No sooner said than Nakcheon, agreeing with my words, descends.

“Naturally.”

“Need it even be said?”

To the left, Taeag and Ilryun.

“Wow, to experience such a miraculous thing, perhaps I’m the only one in the world to have this experience?”

“Everyone in the entire world had the same experience, Manwang.”

“Then, there’ll be many to talk about it with.”

To the right, the Sado Alliance Leader and Father.

“Both Yeonbi and Sogongja…… this family surprises me too much.”

“Truly as you say.”

“I don’t quite understand the situation…… but I’ll assist.”

From behind, Jeokwol, Geomhu, Eungryong.

“I’ll clean up and go!”

“Don’t worry about this side.”

“Dammit, clean up quickly!”

From afar, the voices of Bulgwae, Songbyeokjinin, Dokgocheon beating monsters to death.

All of it pushes my back. The Murim’s future that had died, the Central Plains’ future gathers here alive.

—I heard you stole Cheonma Singong.

“Ancestor Sir. Since a descendant learned it, shouldn’t it be called proper succession rather than theft?”

—That view is also possible.

Rarely.

Nakcheon, wearing a faint smile through Pippung, nodded at me while lowering his black sword. Surging monster energy.

—If you’ll succeed it, you must succeed completely.

“……”

—So I’ll show perfectly at this place. What true Cheonma Singong is.

Watch and add it to your Cheonma Singong.

I smiled faintly at my ancestor’s words and nodded. And that moment.

—Behold.

Cheonma Singong

The black sword cleaved the sky.

Yukcheonsal

The battle began.

***

Different from calculations.

“Hahaha. You have a face as if witnessing something terrible. I think I’m seeing that expression for the first time.”

“Master.”

When the already-revived master, Hyeolgyoju, burst into laughter seeing his expression, Ilnachal Jeokyeo stared at Hyeolgyoju with a stiff expression. Hyeolgyoju’s appearance returning alive when he clearly should have died.

“What happened?”

“One mystic reversed time.”

“How much?”

“A month…… slightly more.”

“Rewound the entire world’s time by a month? Beyond the realm of humans or monsters.”

Hyeolgyoju, bursting into hearty laughter, looked up at the sky with deep eyes and watched the battle unfolding. The appearance of Heukya and martial artists fiercely fighting.

“Your secret wish—did you achieve a monster’s body?”

“I achieved it.”

“But now you’re in a human body. What you received was taken away as is. Was this also in your calculations?”

“……”

“It wasn’t.”

That Ilnachal didn’t help even when he was dying?

He has no particular ill feelings about that. Rather, he could praise it as admirable. For Hyeolgyoju, that humans could become monsters was a belief, and throwing one’s life to practice belief wasn’t difficult.

However.

“If that monster dies, neither you nor I will have another chance to become monsters.”

“……”

“A human body cannot be changed so easily. Unless we change it from the foundation with Daebongyin’s overwhelming monster energy, our belief cannot be realized.”

What will you do?

Watching Hyeolgyoju asking thus, Ilnachal bit his lips and stepped forward.

“……This disciple intends to help Heukya.”

“Ho.”

“Shouldn’t Master also help?”

“It’s obvious you’ll die if you interfere—you mean to leap into a deathtrap?”

“Correct. Please sacrifice yourself for me. I don’t need many.”

Just Baek Riyun.

If only Baek Riyun can be killed, it’s sufficient. Because Baek Riyun is not only that place’s center but the core.

“At the end, I betrayed the monsters and sided with humans. If I use that perception, there might be a possibility.”

In the final resistance, of course, he hid without fighting Heukya. He had no intention of meeting death.

However, isn’t it true that he passed on Heukya’s information? If recognized as an ally, he might be able to attack Baek Riyun from Baek Riyun’s blind spot. That brief gap would be sufficient.

“Foolish. Foolish. Jeokyeo. You’re still this foolish.”

“……”

“But I’ll listen to you. I’m your master, and before that, the leader of Hyeolgyo.”

Hyeolgyoju, chuckling, melted into blood and clung to Jeokyeo’s body. Hyeolgyoju becoming one with Jeokyeo like wearing Hosingap.

Refining a Bisu.

—There’s only one chance.

Jeokyeo, harboring in his breast a Bisu that could even slay gods if it reaches with just one strike, stepped forward to kill Baek Riyun. And at that moment, penetrating his ears.

Footsteps.

“Where are you rushing so urgently?”

Step.

Each approaching step presses down on existence with its presence.

Step.

Intense killing intent, eyes that know not how many lives they’ve extinguished.

“Just after reviving, I wondered where that disgusting monster smell came from…… a human-adjacent thing was wandering around?”

Slowly.

A woman raising blood-stained fists smiled faintly and stared directly at Jeokyeo. And the moment seeing that appearance, a moan flowing from Jeokyeo’s mouth.

“Gwonryeong, Hayul…….”

Jeokyeo realized at that moment.

From beginning to end, the situation’s control was in Taja’s hands.

“I should lend my junior a hand too, right?”

That Byeonsu doesn’t exist.