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Childhood Friend of the Zenith (Web Novel) - Chapter 1161: The World of Ascension (91)
Chapter 1161: The World of Ascension (91)
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Chapter 1161
Crack—!!!
The sky was collapsing. There was no other way to describe it. That one sentence was the only possible conclusion.
The fracture that began from Paejon spread in an instant, reaching out in all directions. It surged upward, overpowering the very flames that filled the air.
Crack! Crackle—!!!
The rampaging energy shattered the sky into fragments. Its coarse and unrefined nature was pure destruction.
It was as if raw emotion itself had been wrapped around the energy, slowly subduing the entire sky.
"It really feels like it's breaking apart."
Heaven-Shattering.
As the name of Tua Pacheonmu suggests, the energy truly shattered the heavens.
No, in reality, the sky wasn’t actually breaking apart—it just looked that way.
"...What the hell is that?"
The shape of the energy.
Its destructive form distorted the very space itself. What was that?
"...What the hell?"
I took in every detail of the energy that Paejon was releasing, as if I couldn’t afford to miss even the slightest bit of it.
"Is that it?"
Was that the path?
The direction in which Gu Seongyul’s techniques had evolved—
The momentary trance I felt while watching him completely disappeared.
Vrrrrrmmm—!
My Insight Eye activated on its own.
The vision that perceives forms of intent revealed the shape and density of that energy.
"It’s... unfathomable."
The moment I saw it, chills ran down my spine.
"What the hell is that?"
A web, intricately woven together.
A sandcastle that would crumble the moment even a single strand came undone.
The vessels of energy carefully layered together looked incredibly sturdy—
Yet at the same time, they were positioned in such a way that a single mistake could bring them all crashing down in an instant.
"It looks solid, but it’s fragile."
How could an energy like this exist?
And what kind of meticulous control did it take to maintain something like that?
Even though I could see the weak points that could cause it to collapse, Paejon was maintaining it effortlessly.
The essence of Tua Pacheonmu was destruction.
The energy that carried its properties should have been more violent and wild than anything—
How much mental strength did it take to control it in such a delicate, precise form?
"...This is insane."
Even as someone who had been practicing Tua Pacheonmu, I couldn’t believe it.
That state should have been impossible.
But—
"He's doing it."
Paejon was making it happen.
Any martial artist who saw this wouldn’t be able to stop themselves from admiring it.
"Heh."
Sensing my gaze, Paejon chuckled.
"You brat. You must have been born with some damn good eyes. Close your mouth before you start drooling."
"......."
"Do you see it? Answer me."
"......I see it."
"Good. What do you see?"
"I see you going through absolute hell to keep it stable."
"You bastard. You call that an answer?"
"......."
What else was I supposed to say?
"...I have no idea how you're keeping it up."
"How far can you see?"
"It looks like you’re stopping the energy from scattering, but at the same time, you're letting it flow without resistance."
"Not a bad answer."
Paejon nodded in satisfaction.
"But I still don’t know how you're doing it."
"That’s fine. Your brain isn't ready to understand it yet. You’re still a cub who hasn’t even learned how to chew meat properly—how could you possibly grasp this?"
"......."
What the hell? That level of disrespect was infuriating, but I had no comeback.
"I wasn’t planning on showing you this early, but since we’re already here, I suppose I should."
Paejon began to move.
One step. Just one step forward.
Rumble—!!!
"......!"
The ground collapsed.
The affected area was unbelievably vast.
"Watch carefully."
Paejon took a second step forward.
"This is the Seventh Form. Its name is... Ah, yes."
Heaven-Shattering Vast Clouds.
"That should do."
Paejon grinned—
And destruction flooded forth.
Boom—!!!
A sharp sound ripped through the air, forcing me to shield my ears with energy just to block it out.
A vast cloud that shattered the heavens.
The name fit perfectly. It was as if an immense army had been set loose.
Just two steps, and the world had changed.
"...This is insane."
How the hell did he create something like that?
As I was standing there, utterly dumbfounded—
"This is laughable."
Whoooosh—!!
A flickering flame accompanied a voice.
"First you throw a tantrum like a brute."
It was Gu Seongyul’s voice.
"Now you come back with a new little trick to show off?"
His tone carried amusement.
And then—something changed.
Fwoooosh—!!
"...Huh?"
Above the fractured world, a crimson sky descended.
It was Red Heaven Flames.
No doubt about it—it was Red Heaven Flames.
But—
"...What the hell?"
It felt entirely different.
The temperature was rising, just as it always did.
The effects were similar.
But—
"It feels... sticky?"
That was the only way I could describe it.
"Go ahead. Run wild."
Gu Seongyul grinned.
Even as he gazed upon Heaven-Shattering Vast Clouds, he was laughing.
A scorching flame bloomed in his palm.
Fwoooosh—!!
"...This is insane."
A small Flame Prison rapidly expanded in size.
It was absurdly massive, composed entirely of overwhelming inner force.
There was nothing special about it. No complicated technique.
Just sheer, brute force.
Yet the presence it emanated was beyond colossal.
"Hahaha—!"
Paejon watched and laughed.
"You've only gotten more reckless. You really haven't changed."
He must have been talking about the energy. The way he threw out that statement so casually—yet at the same time, his own energy was growing stronger.
Gu Seongyul, watching him, hurled his Flame Prison.
A Prime Flame Prison. The sphere plunged toward Paejon like a falling sun.
But—
Tua Infinite Fist.
Paejon, cloaked in Heaven-Shattering Vast Clouds, unleashed the martial art of Tua Pacheonmu.
Screeeeech—!!
The air itself was torn apart, a hole punctured straight through the Flame Prison.
Boom—!!!
The crushed, mangled Flame Prison exploded instantly, and the energy gathered within it surged outward. The entire forest path was destroyed, reduced to ash.
And yet, even as his attack failed to land, Gu Seongyul showed no sign of surprise.
He simply shifted his gaze, searching for Paejon.
Still hovering in midair, he hadn’t moved an inch. He merely flicked his hand.
Whoosh—!!!
The scattered embers on the ground stirred, rising into the sky. With a will of their own, the flames followed Gu Seongyul’s command, aiming for Paejon.
Crackle—!!
Heaven-Shattering Vast Clouds blocked the flames. In that moment, Paejon lunged at Gu Seongyul.
"Move, you rabid dog. Are you just going to sit still?"
"......."
The battle erupted.
Paejon fought with his entire body, as if he were taking this fight with absolute sincerity. Seeing that, Gu Seongyul responded in kind.
They were fast.
Too fast for sound to keep up.
"...This is unreal."
Three Masters.
One of them was already a Three Master. The other, no matter how I looked at it, was at the very least at that level.
It was shocking enough to witness my grandfather's sheer strength, but more than that, I couldn't take my eyes off the fact that these two beings were fighting.
"...Why are they even fighting?"
Setting aside the absurdity of starting a battle in the middle of a damn meal, the real problem was that they were tearing everything apart with this level of combat.
Just how far were they planning to take this?
The fight only grew more intense. The shocking part was that Gu Seongyul was gradually being pushed back.
Against Paejon, who specialized in close-quarters combat, he was losing ground. And even when he unleashed his flames, they were blocked by Heaven-Shattering Vast Clouds. He seemed to have no way around it.
In the midst of their rapid exchange—
Thunk—!!
Paejon suddenly widened the distance between them, staring Gu Seongyul down.
"What the hell are you doing?"
His voice dripped with disapproval.
"Are you planning to half-ass this? If so, there’s no point."
Bzzzzt—!!
He hadn’t even released Heaven-Shattering Vast Clouds as he spoke.
"You had something you wanted to show your son, didn’t you? That’s why you listened to me in the first place."
Paejon’s eyes shifted—
To someone standing opposite me.
It was my father.
Like me, he was watching this battle unfold with a stunned expression.
"If you’re going to do it, do it right." Paejon’s voice was unwavering. "There’s nothing more pointless than a dull fight."
"......."
At his words, Gu Seongyul ran a hand through his hair.
"Hmm."
A quiet hum.
That was the turning point.
"Huh?"
Shiver—!!
A chill ran down my arms.
What was this? This strange sensation made my eyes widen—
Whoooosh—!!!
A surge of unimaginable heat burst forth. My head tilted up on instinct.
At the end of my gaze stood Gu Seongyul.
"Young Master."
He called out to my father.
"......Yes."
The moment my father responded, Gu Seongyul’s hair transformed completely.
A shimmering haze rose from his head.
I recognized it instantly.
"...Complete fusion with the flames."
It was what happened when Nine Flames Firewheel reached its peak—
When one's very body became flames, allowing absolute control over internal energy.
"Watch closely."
Still in that form, Gu Seongyul spoke to my father.
But—
"This is the burden you must bear."
Though his gaze was fixed on my father, for some reason, his voice felt like it was directed at me.
Fwoooosh—!!!
The heat intensified, flames crawling across Gu Seongyul’s body.
Like mist, the fire enveloped him, blurring his figure—
And then—
Fwoooosh—!!
A moment later, he emerged in full view.
"Haha—."
Paejon, seeing him, laughed.
"......."
My father’s eyes widened like saucers.
"......Huh?"
And I—
I was simply stunned.
"That’s...."
Gu Seongyul’s very form had become flame.
His crimson martial robes had melded with the fire, burning without consuming him.
His skin had turned a pale, almost ghostly white.
It was... unnatural.
Everyone watching was shaken.
But my reason for being shaken was different from theirs.
"That...."
The energy radiating from Gu Seongyul right now—
This was—
"The energy of a master."
The level of a true sovereign.
The same overwhelming presence I had sensed from my mother.
And from Taechon.
