Heavenly Demon Cultivation Simulation-Chapter 437: Goal Achieved (1)

Rumble.

The area revealed after the pillar of fire disappeared had turned into a desolate ruin.

Moreover, the entire ground had sunk to the height of a person.

In the center, there was a massive hole as if a meteor had struck, so deep that its end was not visible.

“Indeed……”

Jin-ga calmly accepted the results of the catastrophe unfolding before his eyes.

The form of the giant Fire Dragon was a concentrated power created by the treasured blade.

In reality, it was the pinnacle of fire martial arts surpassing the natural world, comparable to the power of a god.

There was a certainty that even the sage-like ancestor of an AI could not stop it.

Was it not an absolute power that even the Creator would find perplexing?

The player Seol-Hwi, the very existence of him being obliterated, seemed a natural outcome.

Standing against such power in the first place is simply unreasonable…

“Wow. Almost died there?”

“…!”

For a moment, Jin-ga doubted his ears, and his once-cold eyes began to waver.

In the bottomless pit—From the depths where nothing should exist, someone was struggling to climb up.

‘No way. Am I hearing things now…?’

“How much further do I have to climb… Huff, huff.”

Just as he tried to ignore it, another remark flew his way.

No, two remarks.

“Almost there!”

Thud.

As a hand emerged above ground, Jin-ga’s eyes widened.

How is this possible? Is it a hallucination? It can’t be—Countless assumptions flooded his mind.

“Sorry. Did you wait too long?”

The man revealed his face.

It was him—The one he surely thought was dead had appeared.

“How… did this happen?”

He had no choice but to ask.

It was hard to dismiss such a bizarre phenomenon as mere coincidence. He needed a lot of information.

“Oh, that thing just now? Just by looking, it seemed impossible to dodge. So I gave it my all…”

“…?”

“And I dodged.”

Jin-ga looked on with a blank stare.

He had to ponder whether the words he had just spoken had led to a proper conversation.

In that confusion, Seol-Hwi’s mouth didn’t stop.

“It was really close. If it wasn’t me, no other player could have dodged it.”

“…Ha.”

Jin-ga wore an incredulous expression at those words, but this time he didn’t smile.

Honestly, even seeing it with his own eyes, he couldn’t believe the fact that he was still alive after facing that gigantic fire dragon.

What he had unleashed was the pinnacle of pyrotechnics that the system could manifest.

Receiving such absolute power was nearly impossible unless one was a god.

“That’s why I’m even more curious. What will be the last power you unleash?”

Even if, with great concession, such an absurd situation could exist, it should not have been that guy, who at first glance seemed to have more deficiencies than outstanding skills.

That was the common sense according to which Jin-ga had lived.

“What is it?”

“……”

“Hey, I’m asking.”

“Oh.”

With the repeated questioning from the opponent, Jin-ga finally regained a sense of reality.

He remembered that he still had one more chance.

“The last ability of the treasured sword I will unleash… is the Boundary of Death.”

“What is that?”

“First, flames will envelop your surroundings.”

“Like the pillar of fire from earlier? But if it’s like that, it doesn’t seem to be that powerful…”

“The method is different. It’s closer to a curse than an attack. Anyway, once the barrier is set, unless this Fire Dragon Blade is destroyed, you’ll be trapped forever.”

“I could break through it, though.”

“The barrier created by this treasured sword is different in nature from what we know. The more you try to use force to escape, the larger the range becomes. The center of the barrier moves with the target.”

“You mean it follows like the Fire Dragon earlier?”

“Yes. Until my sword is broken.”

“I see.”

Though speaking dryly, Jin-ga’s eyes darted quickly.

Wondering if he could kill this one with the Final Ability.

No, more than that, he questioned whether it was even possible to kill such an existence.

“What is the activation method this time?”

Seol-Hwi asked and Jin-ga replied vaguely to his question.

“Unification of upper, middle, and lower dantian. If you inject the qi of the Great Heavenly Circulation Point into the sword instead of the last Head’s Central Blood Point, it should work.”

“Isn’t that something that requires reaching the state of Profound Demon?”

“To use the final power of the Treasured Sword, you need to be at that level.”

Unifying all qi from upper to lower and performing the Great Heavenly Circulation Point was a method hard to achieve even at the initial stage of Profound Demon.

Literally, the complete state of Profound Demon, Empty Spiritual Body—Only at a level where one’s true value has risen can it be properly displayed.

Seol-Hwi nodded.

“Alright. Let’s begin.”

“Sure.”

Jin-ga steeled his mind and opened all the dantian levels.

Then he began to circulate his qi by exercising it.

When a human circulates qi through the upper dantian, a temporary phenomenon arises.

It’s the slowing of time.

The dantian that communicates with the universe transforms the eyes, vision, and senses to perceive all things differently.

Ultimately, the moment one understands and utilizes this, it is beyond the level of ordinary people.

‘Huh?’

While merging all the dantians, he saw that guy, Seol-Hwi was walking over from the other side.

He never expected the opponent to move first.

Of course, it was fine that the distance between the two of them was gradually closing.

However, during the process of forming the Great Heavenly Circulation, the flow of time began to appear, and even within that slow flow of time, the speed of movement did not decrease.

Rather, it even began to accelerate. It was something he could not understand.

‘At this rate, I’ll be…’

Jin-ga became anxious, and only after the swirling qi within him formed the Great Heavenly Circulation did he draw the Fire Dragon Blade.

And at that moment, he felt it.

‘What on earth is this…’

The sword wouldn’t move.

He was struggling in the unusual slowness of time, much slower than usual.

The clearly visible dust particles that had not yet settled were also due to this.

‘No, something’s different about this…’

Even though it felt like some time had passed, he still couldn’t move.

It was a phenomenon close to a standstill, rather than mere slowness, as if everything was frozen.

In truth, Seol-Hwi also knew this.

This slowness was a result of the overwhelming acceleration of thought processes.

Quite literally, time had entered the domain of the Empty Spiritual Body.

‘Then how can I explain that guy…?’

The one showing different movements in this space.

A single step forward. The movement was so realistic that it was almost disconcerting.

Even in this extreme slowness, he acted as if unaffected.

Chuh.

Eventually, the opponent approached so comfortably and stood right in front of him.

Jin-ga thought of swinging his sword, but had only moved three inches.

- You have done your part well enough.

Seol-Hwi conveyed his words not by voice, but through qi.

- And you were kind. You had a familiar side, like the Imugi I knew. Thank you. I hope we can meet again someday.

“……”

- There’s no need to feel too aggrieved. Even if you used your Final Ability, the result would be the same. Then, let’s meet again. Next time, as an AI instead of a player.

Tap.

Seol-Hwi placed his hand gently on Jin-ga’s head. That was the end.

Time suddenly accelerated rapidly, and Jin-ga collapsed, with the Fire Dragon Blade falling to the ground as well.

Sssss—

Seol-Hwi looked at the fallen Jin-ga.

Upper, middle, lower dantian unification. The extreme slowness that arose from unifying the dantian.

Naturally, with his higher level of cultivation, he subdued his opponent with even greater slowness.

It would have been nice to see his abilities until the end, but waiting seemed to draw too much attention from those around.

“Dealing with the Cult Leader’s subordinates would be annoying.”

[Would you like to open the toolbox?]

Seol-Hwi took out the ‘Songhwa the Sword’ from inside.

“Ah!”

Papapat.

Songhwa emerged, letting out a groan and flapping its wings. Then, with a vicious glare, he spoke.

“Why here! Why me!”

“I’ll explain later. More importantly… that guy over there.”

As Seol-Hwi pointed to the fallen figure, Songhwa shifted its gaze.

“Can he be changed into an object?”

“That shouldn’t be difficult, but…”

“But what?”

“It might take on a slightly different form.”

“I don’t care, as long as it’s an object.”

“Ah. Then I’ll try it out once.”

Songhwa slowly approached beside him. Then he mumbled something.

Soon, a transparent qi began to envelop him.

Eventually.

“Oh ho!”

Seol-Hwi’s eyes widened.

The player had transformed into a giant spear. At a glance, it was a magnificent spear.

“Then I should go in now. I’ll call you later when I make you a human.”

“Ah! What the! Oh?!”

[Would you like to put the 'Cheon Wol-seong the Spear' into the toolbox?] [Would you like to put the 'Songhwa the Sword' into the toolbox?]

Seol-Hwi agreed and responded immediately.

[It has been safely placed in the toolbox.] [It has been safely placed in the toolbox.]

“Whew.”

Seol-Hwi let out a sigh of relief.

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If, by any chance, Cheon Wol-seong did not go into the toolbox, there would be too many variables in the future for him to handle.

This restrained the Creator’s intervention. It was the moment another plan was set in motion.

‘You will soon meet the master you need.’

Tap.

Seol-Hwi thought as he picked up the Fire Dragon Blade.

End Demon—If he soon ascends to Profound Demon, he will be able to skillfully utilize this sword.

In fact, this was the reason he asked Jin-ga to reveal the ability-triggering skill.

End Demon, too, would need at least one weapon when he fights the Creator in the future.

This divine artifact would exert power beyond the supernatural.

[Safely placed in the toolbox.]

Seol-Hwi put the Fire Dragon Blade into the toolbox and waited for a moment.

There was still something to be dealt with.

‘Is it coming now?’

Pa-pa-pa-pat.

The figures approaching from the other side with a group. They were the Heavenly Demon Guards.

As they came closer, a distinguished figure paid his respects.

“Are you alright, Cult Leader?”

It was Hyun Ma-heun, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Guards.

Seol-Hwi, who had already transformed into the appearance of the Cult Leader, nodded.

“Glad you came. I’ve reached a higher level just in time.”

“Ah, indeed……”

“Ah!”

Exclamations of admiration erupted from all around.

They, too, were observing the devastated surroundings.

The traces of immense power poured out all around. It was a level of prowess that couldn’t be displayed without achieving power beyond the norm.

“From today, declare this to the Cult.”

“Please speak.”

They waited for the response while paying their respects.

“First Disciple will take the position of the Cult Leader. You must all pledge your allegiance to him.”

“Cult Leader?”

“……?”

A question was heard once.

“I will say no more. From today, elevate End Demon to the position of the Cult Leader. I have little time left now.”

“Finally!”

“Ah!”

They were all watching Seol-Hwi, who was slowly ascending to the sky.

Seol-Hwi exuded just the right amount of qi, acting as if he were a person ascending to immortality.

There was a need to showcase a great performance here, for the start of another plan.

“Cult Leader!”

“We will follow your command!”

Those who saw him gradually disappear into the clouds shouted, and for a long time, they did not rise from their places.

It was the moment when the long-standing owner of the Demonic Cult changed.