50 – Victory is a Must (2).
A green light.
Something that had a profound impact on creating magical veins.
‘Be it a Holy Relic or a Divine Artifact.’
—
Even though it was just for a moment, Han Seojin saw its structure.
Mana forcibly holds the power and circulates it within the school.
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Constantly circulating and amplifying the mana, then solidifying and holding onto it.
That created the “Spirit Vein.”
“How interesting.”
A smile formed involuntarily.
The structure is similar to the Imperial Sword Art, Changgung Dae Yeonsin Gong, but also different.
It circulates and amplifies the same way, but doesn’t hold onto it.
Its efficacy is similar to the World Tree, but slightly enhanced.
“That thing wouldn’t be able to perform at such a level under normal circumstances.”
Perhaps someone amplified the power, or the principal took some action.
Circulating and amplifying is simple.
The Taiheomu Sin Gyeol slowly turned.
The closest to Taiheo.
Whoosh!
Circulating and amplifying.
Taiheomu Sin Gyeol.
It’s a martial art that can be anything. It’s also a martial art that can be nothing.
During the third phase, Han Seojin possessed a celestial body.
A body capable of harnessing the energy of nature in any way, a celestial body that embraces the energy of the cosmos.
And now, he has obtained the physique of a celestial body.
Although it’s called a celestial body, it will probably become a celestial being someday.
“Well, that’s not important.”
A physique that can adapt to any energy, even if it has certain characteristics.
A celestial body.
With it, Han Seojin can emulate most martial arts and navigate the seas.
This is why Han Seojin doesn’t need to master the Changgoong Dae Yeonsin Gong or use the Emperor’s Sword Form.
So.
He materializes it through the Taehumusin Gyeol.
“It amplifies as it circulates. And then it circulates again, holding onto it.”
This is the fundamental basis for creating the Vital Energy.
There are other things, but he intuitively and instinctively adjusts them as needed.
Wuuung!!
A realm of mana where the blue water surges.
In the space where he forcefully materialized the Vital Energy, it begins to resonate with Han Seojin’s mana.
They form a bond.
He reigns as a transcendent being of the era through magic, a being who has come to the world.
That’s why he forms a bond and doesn’t need to invoke the Vital Realm.
However, the concept of spacetime was inherently at a higher dimension, so he had no choice but to do so.
Reducing the consumption of unnecessary mana.
Embracing all insight with intuition.
The mana around him began to surge. The sea of blue mana, known as the Emanation, resonated with him.
Emitting a blue light.
“What is this?”
A gap in space.
The principal, who had been observing Han Seojin from there, couldn’t help but say such words.
He knew that he had imitated the unique characteristics that he had not been able to mimic until now.
When he realized that he possessed forgotten knowledge, he immediately appointed him as the chief professor.
The reason he gave in to him when he threatened to tear the budget apart was also because of this.
He knew how to manipulate time.
And he also knew how to enhance his abilities.
That’s why he wanted to embrace him.
Fortunately, he had grown up in the Blood Sword Clan, but he was hostile to the Blood Sword Clan.
However.
“The more you know, the more complex it gets.”
Something keeps emerging the more you delve into it.
Like an onion.
He looked at Han Seojin.
In Han Seojin’s hand, a blue-hued sphere was resonating with the mana.
Time.
He was completely manipulating the power that was the opposite of himself.
As he dispersed it into the mana.
“This… “
The principal hadn’t expected much.
He had granted the manifestation of mana here, but it would probably only last a week.
During that time, the students would be strengthened, but he had thought that they wouldn’t become significantly stronger compared to the effort invested.
However, he had only agreed to it because it was Han Seojin’s request.
The principal looked ahead.
The waters composing the mana were shimmering in blue.
The sphere on Han Seojin’s hand was resonating with them.
A scene like a painting.
But to the eyes of a transcendent, it was also a sinister scene.
“You understand your innate nature.”
He could barely comprehend it with a sense of awe.
But Han Seojin was already understanding and beginning to apply it.
Still at an intermediate, or maybe below, level.
Han Seojin reached out his hand.
The sea of mana flashed with a blue light, resonating with his nature.
Activation of Unique Characteristic.
Eternity永劫.
《Unique characteristic, Eternity is activated.》
Wooooom!!
A deep blue light begins to harmonize with the sea.
Han Seojin quietly opened his eyes.
‘This should be enough.’
In harmony with the Eternity used by Yeongmaek.
It took ‘less’ effort than expected.
At least for a while, there won’t be any worries.
However, the abilities of Eternity… might be a little better than his prediction.
‘Perhaps.’
It might even be permanent.
Since the Eternity activated in harmony with Yeongmaek seems to be maintained.
I just need to come here occasionally to keep an eye on the progress.
Han Seojin took a step.
‘This should be enough.’
If I set my mind to it, I can make it a little more perfect.
It should also be possible to maintain Yeongmaek permanently.
‘This should be good enough.’
There’s no need to show anything more to the principal.
She is, by definition, a transcendent.
“Based on the experience of transcending twice, all transcendent individuals are dangerous.”
None of them are normal.
Those who have reached the pinnacle are all twisted.
Selling their families, dissecting people, offering human sacrifices – such deeds overflow.
But there are exceptions.
“Just a handful, really.”
Among the nine dukes of the imperial skilled craftsmen, only three were normal, and in the world of martial arts, about two out of fifteen transcendent experts were normal.
“Though they were twisted in their own ways.”
So Han Seojin was wary of the principal.
It was a natural reaction for Han Seojin.
“Oh, what should I do?”
The principal touched his lips.
A bright smile, and yet, it seemed twisted somewhere.
From the beginning, Han Seojin had thought so.
“I really want to possess it.”
The desire for possession is growing too much.
Han Seojin was already firmly imprinted as it is.
The martial artist quietly meditated, with his eyes closed as he focused on the donor.
“I told you to gather your strength.”
Impossible.
His master referred to this power as “impossible to comprehend.”
A power that couldn’t be seen, understood, or grasped.
And the more he accumulated this power, the more he began to understand its nature.
“This is…”
He had always tried to understand this power.
Unable to accumulate mana.
Yet, like a reflex, he followed his own will, like a telekinetic force.
A power that had never manifested in any other beings.
Everyone sought to uncover the origin of this power, but the master pointed in a different direction.
“Don’t try to understand that power.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“Because that power is of that kind. It’s a simple story.”
Impossible.
The most important thing in using that power properly was…
“Not to understand.”
To accept that power as it was.
And then, the power began to respond to his will.
Unlike before, it started to move as if it didn’t want to be understood.
This power is invisible.
Unknowable.
It’s just that kind of power.
Admitting that brought about a change.
And following the master’s words to create a dahnjeon with the power of impossibility, there was a tremendous change.
Stronger than before creating the dahnjeon.
“I think I know why it’s called ‘mugong.’”
A magician is influenced by external powers.
But this power does not harmonize with nature.
It feels like a power above all laws.
This power does not mix with other powers.
It outright rejects all other powers.
That’s why creating an internal dahnjeon and using it like a hermit is the most ideal.
Wigunak opened his eyes.
If there’s a flaw, it’s a flaw.
The power of impossibility that was being kept outside is slowly unraveling.
“…. Back to its original form.”
He is turning back.
Staring at the mirror.
A jawline becoming more defined. Eyes revealing double eyelids. And a chest and hip area gradually revealing a growing presence.
It’s an utterly unfamiliar appearance.
Wigyunak found those appearances uncomfortable.
But there is something gained.
This power, it bestows tremendous strength upon oneself.
‘At this level….’
Wigyunak closed his eyes.
He ran a simulation in his mind.
Breaking the Wissi’s barrier.
What he couldn’t do, he had asked his mentor to do.
Perhaps he didn’t know it might be possible soon.
‘Too bad.’
Wigyunak turned back to the impossibility.
Upon doing so, he began to transform back into a man.
“Uh… Oppa! Come quickly!”
“Wait patiently.”
“What, who are you! Our oppa doesn’t say such polite things like ‘wait patiently’… Kyah!”
Blocking his sister who was jumping around, Wigyunak went outside.
When I stepped outside, a refreshing breeze greeted me.
I could see the tranquil garden.
It didn’t sit well with me.
A deep impulse to destroy this place surged within me.
But I repressed the urge.
“Just a little longer.”
I will gather my strength.
When the Wui family asked for the destruction of the Ssi family, my master was puzzled, but he did not dismiss the idea as impossible.
Wui Ahak closed his eyes.
The Wui family is very different from the Namgung family.
Because of the current head, his father does not move.
“There isn’t much time left.”
The day he becomes the head.
If his father becomes the head, he will truly start to move.
Forcing himself to become the heir.
And turning his siblings into weapons for the family.
“I have to protect them.”
He had to protect his siblings in this Wui family.
Others do not see them as human.
Only those who seek to make the family greater.
What does a petty lieutenant matter?
“Gunak.”
Wigunak blinked, staring at the source of the voice.
A man with a bright smile appeared.
A middle-aged man. And the most hostile presence in this house.
His biological father.
But Wigunak felt as if bugs were crawling all over him.
He disliked that man.
No, he loathed him.
He was a villain.
The villain who he wished he had destroyed his lineage for.
In the first place, his name is not Wigunak.
It’s a name that man arbitrarily chose.
‘Just a little more…’
Endure.
“I heard recently. You’re taking classes from the famous Professor Han Seojin?”
“That’s right.”
“Good for you. You’ve certainly changed. You’ve become more ‘reliable,’ enough to match the next head of the Wi family.”
“…”
“I’m fortunate to have given birth to you. And fortunate to have gained that power. I almost gained the reputation of being the head of the family as a ‘woman.’”
“Then….”
“Yeah, I’ll temporarily set aside the story of turning your siblings into swords.”
Father said so and turned his back.
“Oh, but not Seohee.”
“Why is that?”
“She has to bear a son.”
Father chuckled.
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But his pupils were endlessly cold. A man who staked his life to elevate the Wigi clan to the rank of a six-gate clan, living in the past.
He raised a man through Wigi arts with the determination that only a man should sit on the throne.
An awkward way of speaking was evidence of the abuse he suffered.
“Seohee must bear a son for our Wigi clan. In place of you. By any chance, how about your friend Seonuhyeon? Oh, did Senior Professor Han Seojin mention still being without a partner?”
Something welled up in the chest.
It felt like a nauseating sensation.
Ignoring Father, Wigi walked away.
“Young master.”
“The one who will elevate our clan to a six-gate clan!”
Walked away.
“But aren’t the non-heroes causing too much trouble lately? Those civic organizations, whatever, keep interfering with our work.”
“Yeah. I wish we could sweep them away like China did with Tiananmen Square. But don’t use the term ‘non-heroes.’ Peasants are just peasants.”
They are not of the noble bloodline, and they condemn those who fail to awaken their mana.
That’s why they set out to do it.
“Oh, have you heard? The Chinese Odoxmon family supposedly released poison in North Korea to confirm its toxicity.”
“Really? They’re really going all out there.”
“Why? Are they feeling sorry for the commoners?”
“No~ What are the awakened individuals born in a poor country supposed to do?”
“Ah, it’s a pitiful situation.”
They don’t see them as equals, but rather as slaves.
Remnants of the almost-destroyed apocalypse.
The Wargnacht despised this family.
