Chapter 1161: Scorched World.

Tch-tch-tch-tch-tch–!!!

The sky is collapsing. There’s no way to describe it. It was the result of just those words.

The crack that started from Paejon spread in all directions instantly, overcoming the flames that were filling it right then and soaring into the sky.

Tch-tch-tch-tch-tch–!!!

The mangled energy crushes the sky, creating fragments. The rough and coarse energy is literally destruction.

Perhaps the emotion of the word itself was fully wrapped around the energy. It slowly subdues the entire sky.

‘It really feels like it’s breaking.’

Pachedon (Breaking Heaven).

Just as in the name of Tua Pachedonmu. The energy truly breaks the sky.

No, the sky wasn’t actually being crushed, it was just how the visible perspective made it seem.

‘…What is that?’

The form of the energy.

The appearance bearing destruction affects space itself. What on earth is that?

‘…What is it?’

I captured the energy Paejon was emitting fully within my sight. As if I shouldn’t miss even a bit of it.

‘Is that it?’

Is that the way?

The directionality of growth I saw from Guseongyeol just now. Everything that had momentarily captivated me when I saw that fades away.

Woowooong-!

My Mind’s Eye activates on its own.

The eye that sees mental images showed me the form and density of that energy.

‘Unfathomable.’

I got goosebumps the moment I saw it.

‘What is that?’

A densely connected spiderweb.

A sandcastle that would collapse instantly if even slightly disturbed within it. The vessels carefully built with energy looked incredibly sturdy. Conversely, they possessed positions that could collapse in an instant if anything went wrong.

‘Sturdy yet fragile.’

What kind of alien energy is this? And what about the delicate control needed to maintain it? It’s amazing how Paejon maintains it so casually, even though it looks like it would collapse if anything went wrong.

The essence of Tua Pachedonmu is destruction. Yet, the energy bearing that characteristic is more violent and fierce than anyone else’s. How much mental strength must be required to control such a precarious and delicate shape and state?

‘…This is impossible.’

From the perspective of someone learning Tua Pachedonmu, it was even more unbelievable. That is an impossible state.

But.

‘He’s doing it.’

Paejon accomplished it. Any warrior would have to admire that.

“Kkulkulkul.”

Sensing my gaze, Paejon laughs.

“Well now. You must have been born with good eyes. Shut your mouth, you look like you’re about to drool.”

“…”

“Can you see it? Answer me.”

“…I can see it.”

“Good. What do you see?”

“I see you suffering immensely, Elder.”

“You damn brat. Is that supposed to be an answer?”

“…”

But I don’t know what else to say besides that.

“…I don’t know how you’re maintaining it.”

“How much can you see?”

“It looks like you’re blocking the energy to prevent it from scattering, but rather, you’re letting it flow without obstruction.”

“Not a bad answer.”

Paejon nods as if satisfied.

“But I still don’t know how you’re doing it.”

“It’s fine. You saw something your brain can’t comprehend right now. How could someone who can’t even properly learn the Sixth Form understand this?”

“…”

What is this fucking disregard? I felt quite displeased, but I couldn’t think of a retort.

“I didn’t want to tell you beforehand, but since it’s come to this, I thought it would be right to show you.”

Paejon slowly moves.

One step. As soon as he took just one step.

Kkwagagagagagak—!!!

“…!”

The ground collapsed completely. The range was ridiculously wide.

“Watch carefully.”

Paejon takes two steps.

“This is the Seventh Form. The name is… Ah, yes.”

Pachedon Ho-un (Heaven-Breaking Vast Cloud).

“That should be the name.”

Paejon laughed, and destruction ensued.

Kuaaaaaaaah—!!!

I wrapped my energy around my ears due to the throbbing sound. I barely managed to block the sound.

Breaking the sky, a vast cloud. That description fits perfectly. It’s like a vast army of immense range. At most, two steps are enough to change the world.

‘…Crazy.’

How did he create something like that? As I was marveling at it in shock.

“This isn’t even funny.”

Hwar-reureureuk-!

Embers scattered as a voice was heard.

“I wondered why you were acting so violently.”

It was Guseongyeol’s voice.

“So you wanted to show off a new trick you made.”

A tone laced with laughter. The anomaly happened right after.

Woowooowooong-!!

“…Huh?”

A red sky descends upon the cracked world.

It was Jeokcheon (Red Sky). It was definitely Jeokcheon.

‘…What is it?’

The feeling was completely different. The surrounding temperature rose, and other changes were similar, but.

‘It feels sticky?’

Something is sticky. This was the only way I could describe it.

“Go wild.”

Guseongyeol laughed. He laughs even while looking at Pachedon Ho-un. A tingling flame appeared in his grasp.

Hwaaaaa-!

“…Crazy.”

The small flame sphere instantly grew in size. It was an absurd size made of vast internal energy. It was a flame sphere whose size was simply increased. As far as I could see, no other method was used. It was just filled with an overwhelming amount of internal energy. The presence stemming from that crude and simple method was truly immense.

“Hahaha-!”

Bijoo laughed upon seeing that.

“You’ve gotten even cruder. As expected, you haven’t changed.”

He must be talking about the energy, right? Along with the casually spoken word “crude,” his energy also grew stronger.

Guseongyeol saw this and threw the flame sphere.

The Great Flame Sphere.

Like a falling sun, the sphere plummeted towards Paejon.

However.

Tua Mu-gwon (Invincible Fist).

Paejon, enveloped in Pachedon Ho-un, performed the martial art of Tua Pachedonmu.

Kkiiiiiiiik-!!

The air tore, and a hole was pierced through the flame sphere.

Paaaaaaaah-!!!

The crushed and broken flame sphere exploded instantly. The gathered energy swept through the surroundings. The forest path was completely destroyed and turned into ashes.

Even then, Guseongyeol wasn’t surprised that his attack hadn’t worked. He merely shifted his gaze to find Paejon. He was still floating in mid-air. He didn’t move and simply waved his hand slightly.

Hwar-reureureuk-!!

The flames scattered on the ground moved and soared into the sky. The flames, possessing will, aimed for Paejon according to Guseongyeol’s command.

Kwaddeudeuk-!!

Pachedon Ho-un blocked the flames. In that opening, Paejon lunged at Guseongyeol.

“Move, you mad dog. Are you just going to stand there?”

“…”

A brawl began.

Paejon fought with his whole body as if genuinely facing Guseongyeol. Watching that, Guseongyeol also began to exchange blows.

It was fast. Sound couldn’t keep up with the two people anymore.

‘…Damn.’

The level of the Three Lords. One was already a Three Lord, and the other was, by all appearances, a being who had reached that level. While I was taken aback by my grandfather’s strength, beyond that, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from those two beings fighting.

‘…Why are they fighting?’

The problem is why they’re fighting while eating, but even setting that aside, the fact that they’re fighting while destroying everything around them at that level is also a problem. How far are they going to take this?

The fight grows more intense. What was surprising was that Guseongyeol was gradually being pushed back. He seemed to have no choice but to give ground to Paejon, whose primary style was close-quarters combat, and even when shooting flames, they were blocked by Pachedon Ho-un.

While they fought like that for a moment.

Tung-!!

Paejon widened the distance from Guseongyeol and glared at him.

“What are you doing?”

His voice was full of displeasure.

“Don’t you intend to fight properly? This is meaningless otherwise.”

Kiiiiing-!!

Paejon spoke to him without releasing Pachedon Ho-un.

“You must have wanted to show something to your son, right? That’s why you listened to me.”

Paejon spoke while looking somewhere. The person standing on the opposite side from me. It was my father. Father was also watching this fight with surprised eyes, just like me.

“If you’re going to do it, do it properly. There’s nothing more pointless than a boring fight.”

“…”

Guseongyeol ran a hand through his hair after hearing Paejon’s words.

“Hmm.”

A single grunt. That was the turning point.

‘Huh?’

Osak-!

Goosebumps rose on my arm. What is it? As I widened my eyes at the strange sensation.

Hwar-reureureuk-!!

Immense heat poured down. My head tilted up involuntarily. Guseongyeol was at the end of my gaze.

“Sogaju.”

Guseongyeol calls out to my father.

“…Yes.”

As soon as my father answered, Guseongyeol’s hair completely changed. It took the form of rising heat haze. I knew what that was.

‘…Complete assimilation with flame.’

This happens when Gu-yeom Hwa-ryun Gong reaches Great Enlightenment. It was the appearance when one’s body becomes flame, achieving perfect control over the inner energy.

“Look.”

Guseongyeol said to my father, having taken that form.

However.

“This is the karma you must bear.”

Although his gaze was directed at my father, his voice strangely felt like it was speaking to me.

Hwaaaaaaaa-!!!

The rising heat gradually enveloped Guseongyeol’s body. It obscured my vision as if mist wrapped around his body, and then.

Hu-u-uk-!

Not long after, his complete form was revealed.

“Haha-.”

Guseongyeol’s revealed form. Paejon laughed upon seeing this.

“…”

My father’s eyes widened like saucers.

“…Huh?”

I had to react with confusion upon seeing that.

“That’s…”

Guseongyeol’s form was truly flame. His red martial uniform had assimilated with the flames and was burning. His skin had turned pure white. It was a somewhat grotesque appearance.

Everyone was flustered by the change, but my reason for being flustered was different.

‘That…’

The energy I felt from Guseongyeol right now. This is.

‘It’s the Master’s energy.’

The Master’s level. It was that supreme energy felt from Mother and Taekcheon.