Absolute Regression-Chapter 314 : What Kind of Life Have You Lived
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Chapter 314: What Kind of Life Have You Lived?
Geom Mugeuk saw a new side of the Heavenly Wind Cult Leader today. No—he saw his world. The world within his illusion art.
Back during the Temporal and Spatial Transference Technique, his master had said:
—There are times when, after being here long enough, I start to wonder whether this is the real world or that one is. Maybe it's just because I don’t want to leave the world I’ve created?
Only now did he finally understand the true meaning behind those words.
It wasn’t just the simple desire one might feel while lying on a sandy beach, not wanting to leave. He had become such a powerful being in this world—why would he want to return to the one outside?
“Cult Leader.”
“What is it?”
“If I’ve done anything wrong… please forgive me.”
“Then there’s far too much to forgive, isn’t there? Why? Are you afraid? Afraid you’ll get sucked into something like that and vanish?”
“I don’t even want to imagine it.”
“I’m the one who doesn’t want to imagine it. Just the thought of you ripping your way out of that thing…” 1
“You overestimate me! Just curse at me like you usually do.”
Even while exchanging playful words, Geom Mugeuk and Jeong Dae kept their focus and their eyes locked on Hwan Yeo and Guiseuk standing before them.
As a martial artist, Geom Mugeuk offered his genuine respect and admiration.
“You’re incredible, Cult Leader.”
It was always nice to be acknowledged by others, but coming from the hardworking Geom Mugeuk, it felt even more meaningful.
“Thank you.”
They exchanged a quick look, a silent understanding passing between them. Standing before their enemies, they shared a bond deeper than usual.
Meanwhile, Hwan Yeo and Guiseuk didn’t back down even in the face of the overwhelming illusion arts of the Heavenly Wind Cult Leader. They still had cards left to play.
“It’s my turn now.”
As Geom Mugeuk stepped forward, this time it was Hwan Yeo who came out.
If Guiseuk was a master of ghost arts who commanded the dead, then Hwan Yeo was a master of the Soul Reaping Art.
“I had hoped not to provoke you, Young Cult Leader.”
After all, their goal had been to quietly embed people within the Demonic Cult. But had they known it would come to this, perhaps it would’ve been better to target Geom Mugeuk instead.
“Touching Cheong Seon was the same as touching me.”
Just as Geom Mugeuk coldly replied, crimson-black light erupted from Hwan Yeo’s torn eyes.
Fwooooosh.
The light shot straight into Geom Mugeuk’s eyes.
In the next instant, the two of them froze. As if time itself had stopped, they stood motionless, eyes wide open.
Because interfering during a Soul Reaping Art could put both participants at serious risk, neither the Heavenly Wind Cult Leader nor Guiseuk dared to act. They simply watched.
“You must’ve known she’d use the Soul Reaping Art on the Young Cult Leader, didn’t you?” 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
“I did.”
“Then why didn’t you stop her? Aren’t you worried that Geom Mugeuk might fall to it?”
In response to Guiseuk’s question, Jeong Dae replied leisurely.
“Even if it wasn’t just me, but all eight Demon Supremes of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult were here, they all would’ve said the same thing.”
He added as he stared quietly at Geom Mugeuk.
“You wouldn’t understand unless you’ve experienced it.”
* * *
Hwan Yeo hadn’t chosen a Soul Reaping Art that would force Geom Mugeuk to commit suicide or kill the Heavenly Wind Cult Leader.
She instinctively knew—such tricks wouldn’t work on him.
So, the Soul Reaping Art she chose was this:
Heart-Demon Soul Repression Art.
A Soul Reaping Art that allowed her to peer into the target’s heart. 2
It was a forbidden technique that uncovered one’s weaknesses through the heart’s inner demons. At times, it could even reach into the subconscious—the parts the victim themselves didn’t know existed. It was the ultimate secret art.
It had been lost to the world and could only be used by her, and if she were to die, this illusion art of the Blood Sect would be lost forever as well.
Whooooosh—
1 : Lol, he’s not wrong XDXDXD
2 : Hohohohoho, you’ll understand him even less XDXDXD
3 : Attacking the traumas is such an evil art. It will not be missed, and neither will you.
4 : Nobody can understand. He lost his family, his home, all his years of youth, his face and identity, and finally his entire timeline. No matter how he’ll change, and how many people are by his side now, it will still be his life trauma, and by consequence, what truly defines him at his heart of hearts.
5 : Well, yes, but regression is even more powerful.
6 : Nope, you’re on your own buddy. See ya never.
7 : Naaaaaaah, he got…. Rickrolled !!! *Totally Evangelion You Guys starts playing* (It IS the best version)
8 : Lol, so weak ^^ Oh well Happy Death Day XDXDXD
9 : Why can’t unrecyclable villains just kill themselves instead of courting death all the time ? Would ake things so much easier.
10 : Wooow, didn’t expect that for sure !!! Even the Wilderness ?!! Damn, how much time did it all take ?!! AND the ressources !!!
