A Regressor’s Tale of Cultivation Chapter 806 Chapter 802: A Regressor's Tale of Cultivation

 Huaruruk-

It blazes.

She wears a dragon robe of wisdom made of golden flames, and atop her hair there is not a hair ornament but a golden imperial crown like that of the Future King.

At the same time, behind her head, the Wheel that has begun to burn with golden light spins without end.

I can tell.

Now, the one behind me is no longer merely the Underworld.

The mother of all life in this Sumeru Three Heavens Great Thousand World.

At the same time, she is the recorder of history and the librarian of Omniscience who can know any truth she wishes.

Kuuuuung!

A part of her jade throne, formed from Bong Hwa's Vestige suddenly seems to vanish, and in that place, a portion of what appears to be the head of the Emptiness Supreme Deity Myeon Woon sprouts up.

We can all tell what has happened.

Woo-woooong!

A part of the Vestige she cast off as she advanced to Life Supreme Deity.

Half of it's head portion.

That was forming half of the Emptiness Supreme Deity Myeong Woon.

'I see. This is the Future King.'

In the future where she someday advances to Life Supreme Deity, he transposed her Vestige with half of his own Vestige, so that the very possibility that some existence other than her might advance to Life Supreme Deity and seize the Absolute was sealed off at the source.

That is the truth of the Emptiness Supreme Deity Myeong Woon, who has eyes of Sun and Moon.

As he fixed the future where Bong Hwa becomes Life Supreme Deity, at the same time he wanted, even if only in the form of a Vestige, to be together with her and, in the form called the Head Realm, endlessly repeat the memories of the time when he was a mortal...

The result of Hong Fan Gu Ju's twisted desire and at the same time a symbol of hope; that is precisely the end product that is the existence called the Emptiness Supreme Deity Myeong Woon.

Huarururuk-

The divinity of Life and History, Information and Explosions.

The First King Bong Hwa gazes for a moment at the outcome of the Future King's divine power and then withdraws her gaze.

She only keeps on reaching out her hand toward Vast Cold, who collapses while endlessly exploding.

"Rise. Even after taking my Peach Garden, are you going to lie there so powerless?"

Woo-woong!

The scent of peach blossoms seems to spread, and Vast Cold, who has been torn apart, comes back to life.

At the same time, Vast Cold takes something out from their embrace.

It is a fragment of some world.

It is the Peach Garden filled with peach petals, where Vast Cold's lingering thought was once met.

Vast Cold quietly kneels in front of Bong Hwa, bows their head, and offers that fragment of a world to her.

When the fragment of the world enters her hand, it changes into a shape like a peach tree branch.

On the branch, peach blossoms bloom in an instant, and a well-ripened peach bears.

Bong Hwa picks that peach and seems to briefly smell its fragrance, then throws it as it is toward Hong Fan.

Hong Fan naturally catches the peach and smells its fragrance.

"All this time. For taking care of me. For allowing me to come all the way to this place, I am grateful. This is my repayment for all the grace of fate you have bestowed upon me until now."

"...If I eat this, does it mean I can no longer receive any debt from you concerning Immortal Cultivation and fate?"

"We simply become equal to each other."

With the insight of a Supreme Deity, I can tell.

'A mass of life force...and a mass of information breathed with all the memories of when Bong Hwa and Hong Fan were the happiest in their past lives."

It is not a mere clump of information.

Quite literally, she has torn out and handed over a part of the past and history from the Akashic Records in which Hong Fan and Bong Hwa were happy.

That information is, in effect, a kind of miniature Akashic Records that belongs solely to Hong Fan.

Crunch-

Hong Fan holds it in his mouth and takes a bite.

"It is sweet."

Tsuaaaaat-

Through the act of eating, the Fate Supreme Deity makes the memories inside the small Akashic Records that Bong Hwa has given his own, and for a brief moment sinks into reminiscence.

Hwiooooo-

The history in the shape of a peach is instantly absorbed into Hong Fan.

"Although there was an unhappy past, surely there were also times that were sweet and happy, were there not? O Future King. Please remember so and escape from the past. What you should look upon is the future, not being seized by the past that has gone by. Please...now let go of the tail you have been biting.

"Do not let the entire era of Mount Sumeru be bound to a single age and culture by being trapped in the past. Please, move forward so that more eras and cultures, new stories, may come to take their place.

"The person who once was in your embrace makes this plea."

"...Why are you not Yang Hwe but Bong Hwa?"

Hong Fan, at Bong Hwa's plea, asks her a question.

"Why do you not use the name Yang Hwe, which I personally went all the way to the divinity wearing the shell of a namer to receive for you...

"Why...do you use...such a name that announces crisis? Why...do you use that terrible name I thought of while watching from afar as you burned?"

"First...in order to separate me from your fate and push me as a candidate for Life Supreme Deity, you surely remember that you bestowed upon me the [fate that overcomes fate], do you not?"

Flinch-

At Bong Hwa's fate, which only now do I come to know of, I flinch.

That...was the fate bestowed upon my child.

"Are you saying it is simply because it is a name I remember badly, that it is a name you created through a rebellious heart against the fate I breathed?"

"That too cannot be said to have no influence. However! You too must remember. Just as you have watched over me in every past life. I too, in every past life, have wanted to return to you."

She looks at Hong Fan with a warm smile and continues speaking.

"To overcome fate is the fate you bestowed upon this one. At first, as I followed that fate, I was confused, but after going through countless incidents, treading through trials and adversity, and meeting many connections, I learned

many things.

"And I came to know. You try to push me away from you, but I want to talk with you. And all this time. I have wanted to tell you that I am grateful to you.

"Overcoming fate and such are not my concern. For I have come to know that, regardless of the correct way to overcome fate, in the end it is we ourselves who judge, so it does not matter how we interpret it."

Hearing those words, my lips part.

'Ah...'

What she says is addressed to Hong Fan, but in truth, one of the knots in my own heart...

...is untied.

'I see...'

If someday...

If I meet my daughter again, I now have the confidence that this time, I can treat that child a little more properly.

Of course...

She is a child I sent away with my own hands.

I cannot raise her and piece her back together as if I am breeding and assembling something, and then bring her back to life to go together with me.

So someday...I only harbor the hope that she might live again under Bong Hwa, and there is a day when we meet

by chance.

"The name Bong Hwa (beacon fire) is a name with which the history of the existence that is me wishes to express gratitude to you. Because..."

She smiles warmly toward the Future King and speaks.

"From the moment I came to know that, in order to cure my illness, you went to countless mountain peaks to light beacon fires, and in the end, even attached beacon fires to the tips of your five fingers... I no longer needed any

other splendid and grand name."

The third story.

It is the story of certain man who wanders all around in order to cure his wife who has leprosy,

And, after hearing that if he lights beacon fires simultaneously on a mountain peak where five peaks hang down,

the leprosy will be healed, he searches for countless mountain peaks.

The distorted fairy tale.

In the fairy tale that Hong Fan hoped for, the man realizes that the tips of his five fingers are the five peaks, and when he puts fire to the tips of his fingers, his wife recovers from her illness.

Perhaps, as I suppose.

It is likely a story that contained Hong Fan's hope of making something called happiness touch his own fingertips.

"As the house and you burned, you told me through the heat of beacon fire that danger was coming upon you. But because I could not see with my eyes, I could not run faster...could not run straight to you. Because of that, you burned to death. The name Bong Hwa...for me, is the shame of failing to protect you."

"So it was because you felt the beacon fire and ran to save me, it was the name with which you thought of me. It hurt a little when I burned in the fire...but when you came and held me, at that time it was truly good."

"... Rather than lighting beacon fires on a mountain for you...I wanted to build a house where I can live together with

you."

"I remember that as well. You said so when you came back after going around lighting beacon fires. That as you wandered, there seemed to be many beautiful mountains...and that when I got better, you wanted us to travel together, and that you wanted to live in a house built on a mountain listening as I explained the mountain scenery to

you, who could not see."

She waves her arm.

As she sweeps that arm which blazes with flames once, all the darkness in the Audience Chamber recedes and the

chaos is driven out.

"Seeing that you wanted to live in the mountains, I remarked that surely you must be an Immortal."

"Looking back, what I needed was not a mountain but a place where only you and I could stay. Because all the

world that scorned and betrayed you and me seemed nothing but foul."

"Thus, you deliberately shaped the world in the form of a mountain...I can only be grateful."

As the chaos is once again driven out by her, inside the gestation world.

The flows of countless attraction force embrace several Heavenly Domains and take on the shape of a cone.

In other words, what comes into all of our eyes is a scene formed in the shape of a mountain.

Why, of all forms, does it have to be a mountain?

A mountain is high and steep, so if one lives at its summit, those who are not wanted do not come to visit...

It is simply a form that carries the wish to stay there quietly.

"Because someday...we promised back then to live together on a mountain..."

Hong Fan, looking down at Mount Sumeru, murmurs.

Bong Hwa looks at him and reaches out her hand to him.

"Then, will you now keep that promise?"

...

We all look at that scene.

Even those who do not know Hong Fan's past watch between the two while holding their breath.

For everyone who has come to this place knows it instinctively.

Right now, in this place, between those two.

It all hangs whether all bonds of grace and resentment, all bridles of grudge, will be smoothly washed away or not.

And then, a certain scene flashes through my memory.

Perhaps that scene...

Might have been the moment that lets me glimpse what decision Hong Fan will make if such a situation ever

comes.

-Stop...please, just stop... Let's tell Bong Hwa everything and beg for forgiveness... How long must we keep doing

this? Just how long!!?? In this endless hell without end, how long must I keep doing this!!??!!?? Am bowing down like this and begging!? Please, let's stop!"

...Again and again and again...I've gone over that anguish. You know that. But in the end, the conclusion is

always the same."

-The story must be completed.

"...The story must be completed."

He does not beg Bong Hwa for forgiveness.

He does not even apologize.

Surung-

He simply raises the blade piled up by murder.

The sticky attraction force once again calls back the darkness that Bong Hwa has swept away.

"If you truly intend to stop me, you should not have handed over to me full ownership of my own history. You

should have taken that ownership yourself and rewritten the past.

"Now that you become the Owner of History, you have both the authority and the qualification to do so. You should

have completely revised my unhappy past and entirely readjusted all the history and experiences of the past that formed my personality."

"How is that any different from raising you and assembling you according to my will as a toy?"

"See that. Hwe-ah. As soon as you became Life Supreme Deity, you immediately grasped the essence, didn't

you?"

Wooo-wooooong-

Emotion begins to disappear from Hong Fan's eyes.

Starting with me and Kim Young-hoon, those who have practices Martial Arts.

And all those who have cultivated Immortal Arts or mantras sensitive to emotion notice his change.

"To stop me, you must become me. Therefore..."

The agitation and fatigue that have arisen in his heart until now are healed through his conversation with Bong

Hwa, and the hesitation that had arisen in that heart is completely taken away.

"As expected, this world is wrong, isn't it?"

Directly after, he raises one hand.

Immortal Art.

Immortal Cultivation.

Kiiiiiing!

A symbol that schematizes the Immortal Cultivation system itself rises above his hand and begins to unleash its

most vicious authority.

Debt Enforcement.

Everyone who has received the grace of the Immortal Cultivation system until now lets out a scream and begins to

have their entire personality and life taken away in one sweep by the Future King.

The only ones who remain unscathed under the Future King's attack are the Heavenly Kings who received even

more help from the Absolute Fragments and who still possess the Absolute Fragments even now.

Besides them, there is only Bong Hwa, who just now transferred to the Fate Supreme Deity the authority to

intervene as a Life Supreme Deity and has all debts canceled.

"Living beings who have climbed to this place under my grace, hear me. Once again, return your lives under my

decree and return to the roles you originally ought to have."

Wuuuuuuu—

All Enders who have been liberated by Silver Basket and Bong Myeong fail to repay the debts for the grace they

have received from the Immortal Cultivation system, and their entire lives are directly taken away into the hands of Hong Fan Gu Ju.

The spirits of countless Enders return to the Future King's grasp and are refined into the form of the birdcage in

which they first appeared.

Of course, there are also a few Enders who endure in his grasp.

Starting with Obsidian and Vast Cold, those who have at least once reached the realm called Heavenly King barely

endure in that place and avoid returning to the birdcage.

But in the next moment, they ultimately cannot endure and have their personalities taken away.

"All those whose lives were permitted by Splitting Heaven, bow your existence under this hand."

Enders are fragments of the Absolute.

And in the end, what became the basis for breaking the Absolute into pieces, scattering them to other worlds,

forming personalities, and bringing souls into birth...

...is the power of the Future King's Splitting Heaven Mantra.

We are all children of the Future King.

Tududududuk-

Everyone except the current generation of Enders and Bong Hwa has their reason completely sealed by the Future

King, and their eyes turn pitch-black.

"Is it because of Liberation? The compression does not work very well. I will need time if I am to stabilise the form

again. It does not matter. You all return now as well."

Kugugugugu!

The Future King gestures toward us.

Our very existence begins to be sucked toward him with a powerful attraction force.

And the one being that has been thrown for a short while into chaos is also drawn toward his hand.

It is Silver Basket, who has temporarily exited.

Shiriririk-

He compresses Silver Basket's true body into a birdcage, and after trapping Silver Basket's spirit inside the cage in

the same form that Bong Hwa has suffered...

He strengthens the attraction force toward us.

"Kkuugh... Uaaaaaaagh!!!"

The eyes of Kim Young-hoon, Jeon Myeong-hoon, Kang Min-hee, Oh Hyun-seok, Kim Yeon, and Oh Hye-seo all

begin to be dyed black.

They too begin to have their personalities taken away by the Future King, and they stand rooted to the spot,

screaming.

"Still, the Heavenly Kings of this generation, except for one, have all ripened. This is a first. Since it has come to

this anyway, I will challenge the conclusion with this batch.

"One is defective, but for one, I might be able to find a solution.

"Wait for me, Hwe-ah. I will refine them and confine you for just a moment. If you resist, it is sad, but I will have no

choice but to break you into pieces and store you for a time."

Kururururur-

A Gang Extreme forms above Hong Fan's hand, and the history torn off from Hong Fan's body, together with one

of the spirits that Hong Fan has been storing, is infused into it.

"Eastern Twin Sal Tree."

Wuuuuuuuu-

As the sound of wailing echoes out, one direction of Mount Sumeru is reflected far below.

There, one Gandhara comes into being.

"Western Zero King."

Aaaaaaaa-

The scattered heads of successive Hyeon Rangs lying all over the Audience Chamber each take up a direction

opposite the Gandhara, and the spirits of the Supreme Deities all gather at once to form something on the level of a

Gandhara.

"Southern Sal Twin Tree."

The Source River that Kim Yeon seized is, in an instant, released from her control and returns again to its original

form.

Unlike the other Gandhara, no wailing sound is heard.

It seems to be because the personality, Cheon Woon, is absent.

However, perhaps because he thinks the escaped Cheon Woon can be quickly captured and brought back,