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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Simzy
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The place where the carcasses of monsters hunted across the entire Republic of Korea all gathered.
This place, where horribly grotesque carcasses were constantly rotting and the smell of blood was vibrant.
‘The Hwasan Guild’s monster carcass disposal site.’
Lee Rowoon, smelling the blood and rotten corpses, recalled his memories.
The five years he spent in this place, before accepting the message asking if he would become a vessel of chaos.
This was precisely the place where he was treated as less than human and suffered all kinds of humiliations as a slave.
The laborers here were all treated as less than human.
Human rights were nowhere to be found, and even if they were injured or died, they wouldn’t receive a single bit of compensation.
In the first place, this was precisely the place where they couldn’t even leave if they wanted to.
‘You’re going to die there, smelling corpses for the rest of your life.’
The voice of the friend he thought he would be with for life.
Memories he thought he had completely forgotten during his time with his teachers surfaced, mixed with the musty smell.
“You still haven’t let go, have you.”
The string of revenge.
Even so, the feeling of a sharp stab in his heart, like in the past, had mostly faded.
Lee Rowoon finished his thoughts and sat cross-legged on top of the puddle created from monster blood.
‘The Abyss.’
That was the name the laborers and supervisors called the place where Lee Rowoon was now.
A place where they threw the carcasses of special monsters that were difficult to even dismantle, or gathered the carcasses that were already so rotten that even if they were dismantled, they couldn’t obtain any byproducts.
This place, the Abyss, was precisely the place where such carcasses rotted, emitting a full dose of corpse poison and magic poison.
It was also a place where not only ordinary people, but even the supervisors, couldn’t last more than a few hours.
Throb, throb.
Of course, Lee Rowoon was also being affected by the poison of that Abyss.
‘Indeed, it’s just as my teachers said.’
Right now, he was in the same body as when he was a laborer enduring his days as a slave.
Although the power of chaos remained near his solar plexus, that was a power he should absolutely neither touch nor use.
With his current physical condition, he was at a level where he couldn’t even defeat a level 5 Cheol Taemin head-on.
The problem wasn’t just about not being hit by an attack; those without magic couldn’t even inflict a scratch on a player.
The only ones who could confront a player were other players, or…
‘Martial artists who use martial arts, knights and mages who use circles, and demon-kin who use demonic energy.’
There was no need to think for so long.
“I have to reclaim everything.”
He had thought he had forgotten everything, but with the smell of corpses, memories of hatred and pain surfaced.
Lee Rowoon had no intention of ignoring them.
However, the most important thing was something else entirely.
‘I must find my teachers.’
His teachers who had returned with him.
He had to find them.
He had absolutely no intention of leaving them alone and lonely in their seal.
To do that…
“I have to become stronger.”
In his current state, he couldn’t do anything.
He would find strength and become stronger.
For that purpose, this place, the Abyss of the carcass disposal site, was…
“The perfect place.”
The monster carcass disposal site that everyone avoided.
But for him to become stronger, it was the perfect place.
Players grew stronger by hunting monsters, but they were too lazy to deal with the carcasses generated in the process, so they gathered them at carcass disposal sites and used slaves to dismantle them.
In that process, the slaves exposed to the monster’s poison and corpse poison rarely lasted more than a few years, and most of them would wither away and die.
This was precisely that place.
‘Monster carcasses are nothing more than byproducts for players.’
Once they gained experience through hunting, there was no longer any way to grow stronger through monsters.
There were special individuals who could do that, but their efficiency was low, so very few believed that they could grow stronger through carcasses.
Then what about Lee Rowoon?
‘Blood Demon Divine Art.’
The best place.
One of the two unique martial arts of Shin Yeol, the owner of the Divine Demon Sect and the Silver Monarch.
A terrible demonic art that absorbed vitality from blood to accumulate internal energy.
And this place was.
Drip, drip.
A space filled with the blood of all kinds of monsters.
Either way, not only Cheol Taemin but also the other laborers, there was no one who would interfere with him.
Because either way, they would think that he would die without overcoming the poison of the Abyss, or even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would starve to death.
First.
“I will create a Dantian.”
Lee Rowan closed his eyes while still in the cross-legged position.
Dantian.
That was nothing less than a symbol of the martial artists who were residents of the Silver World.
Like the magic core of the players, it was the source of power for martial artists.
Lee Rowan was intending to create one.
‘Normally, it’s impossible.’
Players cannot possess a Dantian.
No, other than a resident of the Silver World, there was no being who could create a Dantian.
Many who had sought the power of a martial artist had repeatedly experimented, but there was not a single case of success.
But Lee Rowoon was different.
‘I just need to die a few times.’
Martial King, Shin Yeol.
To create a Dantian, he literally brought Lee Rowoon to the brink of death many times.
He forcibly created a Dantian in Lee Rowoon’s body, and even when the repulsive force destroyed Lee Rowoon’s body, he did not die, so he tried again.
‘That damned teacher.’
Even though they were like parents, there was no way he could help but grind his teeth when he thought about the memories from that time.
But thanks to that, Lee Rowoon clearly remembered how to create a Dantian.
Whooshhhhh.
The pool of blood where Lee Rowan was sitting was boiling.
‘I must complete the Blood Demon Divine Art first.’
There was an order to his teachers’ teachings.
During the three thousand years of being sealed, the teachers pondered how to make their disciple the best, and devised a way to draw out what they possessed with maximum efficiency.
The first step in the order was the Martial King’s Blood Demon Divine Art.
‘Blood Demon Absorption.’
Although he currently didn’t possess magic, as he remembered the incantation and breathed, the blood from the pool of blood slowly began to be absorbed into Lee Rowoon.
“Kuh!”
As the blood of the monsters, which was no different from poison for humans, was absorbed, he felt the pain of his organs being burned.
‘Still, compared to the pain back then….’
This was only the pain of having indigestion and pricking a finger with a needle.
Lee Rowan demonstrated his patience and continued to recall the incantation and breathe.
The absorbed blood moved through his skin and blood vessels, beginning to flow as if following an order.
The flowing blood slowly moved and headed towards Lee Rowoon’s lower abdomen.
“Kuhh!”
A second wave of excruciating pain followed.
It was natural.
Originally, the blood, moved by the incantation, had to gather in the lower Dantian located in the lower abdomen.
But for the current Lee Rowoon, there was no Dantian, so the lost monster blood was tearing through the blood vessels and remaining inside his body.
‘Now… it begins.’
The memory he had acquired with his body, after being brought to the brink of death several times.
And the task of creating a new Dantian that had been with him for nearly a hundred years.
That was no different from creating a new artificial organ that a human on Earth could never possess.
He moved the monster blood according to the incantation and gathered it in his lower abdomen.
‘I have to control it.’
Since he had manipulated magic like air, it was not difficult to sense the residual magic existing within the blood.
He moved it, gathered it, and rotated it.
Crack, crack, crack!
Lee Rowoon’s lower abdomen was bulging out as if it contained a metal ball full of thorns.
Before he knew it, tears of blood were flowing from his wide-open eyes, as the monster blood that couldn’t reach his lower abdomen exited.
‘If I fail to control it, I could die.’
How much time had passed?
“Haa…. haa….”
Lee Rowoon’s breathing began to stabilize little by little.
He closed his eyes again and contemplated his body.
In his lower abdomen, where nothing had existed…
“I… succeeded.”
A red Dantian had taken it’s place.
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In fact, the most difficult thing in achieving the Blood Demon Divine Art was precisely creating the blood Dantian.
As his teacher, the Martial King, had said.
‘There is no more efficient mental cultivation method than the Blood Demon Divine Art.
There are a few mental cultivation methods called the Violet Cloud Divine Art of Mount Hua or other divine martial arts…’
He snorted.
‘The Blood Demon Divine Art boasts at least five times the efficiency.’
The principle was simple.
The point was that one could take power from others who were not oneself.
And that even without separate circulation of energy, the blood flowing through the whole body would substitute the effect of circulation.
However, because of that, the drawbacks were also clear.
‘Blood.’
The purity of the blood possessed by the user who was using the Blood Demon Divine Art was important.
To dominate and neutralize the mixed blood of others, blood with an immense purity was required.
‘Well, I’ll naturally become stronger.’
But that incomplete martial art was completed after a long time.
Because Shin Yeol, while waiting for the vessel, supplemented the shortcomings along with the other kings.
Even if one was not born with it, as one trained in the Blood Demon Divine Art, the purity of the owner’s blood would also increase.
There were four stages in the realm of the Blood Demon Divine Art.
The first was red blood, just like human blood.
‘You can think of it as the same. It’s just blood. It just has the effect of suppressing other blood and sucking up inner energy.’
Of course, the utility of the red blood stage was not just that.
Thud.
Lee Rowoon took a leisurely step and simultaneously stretched out his hand.
The reason why the Abyss was called forbidden even within the carcass disposal site and access was restricted was not only because of the corpse poison that the monster carcasses emitted.
Grrr.
Monsters that appeared due to the death energy created by the abundance of monster carcasses.
“It’s a goblin zombie.”
It was because it was a place where the undead existed.
Crack!
Lee Rowoon’s hand grabbed the head of a goblin zombie.
The zombie’s level was the lowest-level monster, at level 3.
However, it was a monster that was considered quite difficult due to the fact that each attack was coated in corpse poison and that it wouldn’t die unless its neck was severed.
It was a monster that could definitely be said to be impossible for Lee Rowoon, who had lost all his player power and was no different from a slave, to confront.
Of course, that was the story before he created the blood Dantian with the Blood Demon Divine Art.
‘Blood Demon Absorption.’
Power entered the hand that was holding the zombie goblin’s head.
Grr!
Soon, the movements of the zombie, which was struggling to escape from his touch, stopped.
Whoosh!
At the same time, the bloated body of the zombie began to shrivel up in an instant.
The unpleasant and sticky blood that was felt on the palm of his hand.
“……”
That tingling sensation began to be felt all over his body.
It was because the corpse poison that had escaped from the old goblin zombie’s carcass flowed through his blood vessels along with the creature’s blood.
Lee Rowoon’s complexion momentarily turned pale.
Whoosh.
But he was soon able to regain his usual complexion.
This was another benefit of red blood.
‘Detoxification.’
Due to the nature of the Blood Demon Divine Art, which increases blood purity, it dominates and manipulates everything that intrudes into one’s own blood.
Although his level in the Blood Demon Divine Art was low right now, he could naturally detoxify any mild types of poison without any difficulty.
“I’m full.”
Also, the red blood stage allows one to absorb the nutrients contained within the opponent’s blood while absorbing it, thus inducing a feeling of fullness.
In the Abyss, where there was no food, this was also the reason why Lee Rowoon had entered here without hesitation.
Thud.
Lee Rowan released the hand that had been holding the zombie goblin’s head, and the zombie goblin collapsed powerlessly.
Sizzle.
The corpse dissolved into powder because even all of its bodily fluids had been sucked out.
The utility of red blood was not yet over.
Lee Rowoon extended his palm towards the floor.
Drip.
Something began to leak from the tip of his thumb.
A small, bead-sized steel ball.
This was another utility that red blood possessed.
A steel ball made by absorbing all the inner energy and nutrients contained in the blood, and only retaining the remnants and iron contained within the monster.
‘Iron Blood Sphere.’
Lee Rowoon flicked his middle finger with the Iron Blood Sphere hanging from the tip of his thumb.
Thwack!
The Iron Blood Sphere shot out like a bullet.
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