While watching the battlefield, Jin Cheonhee’s Dual Mind-Intention Technique and Profound Origin Heaven and Earth Divine Technique,

Along with his five senses that had reached the Transformation Realm, began observing himself.

And so he arrived at a self-diagnosis.

‘Ah, it’s because there are no civilians. And because there are no children.’

Whether there were masters of the Transformation Realm or not, no matter how many first-class masters fought, that didn’t really matter.

Even in places with only martial artists with just a bean-sized amount of internal energy in their danjeon, if they started massacring civilians, his heart would begin to stir.

If he saw the body of a young child among them, a sensation would wash over him, choking his throat so he wouldn’t know what to do.

Conversely, in the storm of hard energy from the Ten Great Masters’ battles, even with countless weapons clashing and people dying,

Though uncomfortable emotions were naturally present and it was difficult…

He didn’t completely lose himself.

‘The presence or absence of civilians is what matters to me. Yes, thinking about it, even when young martial artists went berserk at the Dragon Phoenix Gathering, my mind wasn’t that troubled.’

For Jin Cheonhee himself, this wasn’t a “war.”

Of course, others might call it differently. A war between martial artists is still certainly a war.

However, this wasn’t a civilian area, and innocent civilians weren’t dying from indiscriminate blades.

‘Breathing feels much easier.’

For Jin Cheonhee, it was like discovering one definition of “war.”

And it was somewhat surprising that he could observe and analyze this.

‘Ah… it’s because my capacity has increased. Entering the Transformation Realm, obtaining the Condor Dragon’s jewel, and various divine techniques on top of that. Because of this, the vessel of my mind has become incredibly expansive and robust.’

Of course, it wasn’t possible to completely cure existing mental illnesses.

This was different from the human body.

This too was part of Jin Cheonhee’s life experience, his memories, his wounds.

But. Observing and analyzing to this extent was possible.

If Jin Cheonhee’s mind before entering the Transformation Realm was like a single cup, now it was like a four-person bathtub.

‘To think that one level of realm advancement could cause such a change… Perhaps this is why it was difficult for everyone to reach the Transformation Realm. Such a dramatic change… Then, the Profound Realm truly must be beyond human.’

If the current Jin Cheonhee was a four-person bathtub, what would the Three Venerables who had reached the Profound Realm be like?

Would their minds be the size of lakes?

What could one do with a lake-sized mind?

‘Still… to that being I met then, this would be nothing.’

The Condor Dragon.

If the Profound Realm was a lake, the Condor Dragon would be the sea.

Somehow, he had an intuition that it would be so.

‘Sigh… It wasn’t long ago that I was happy about being able to write papers quickly and obtaining miraculous healing abilities. As they say, you see as much as you know, and the path ahead is still long.’

With one corner of his mind, he diagnosed himself, with another, he observed the battlefield. And with yet another part, he recalled his guide that had brought him this far.

The novel “Supreme Heavenly Demon.”

Clearly, in “Supreme Heavenly Demon,” Heavenly Demon Yeo Ha-ryoon, who had reached the Profound Realm, defeats the final boss, and the novel concludes.

That was one story. Just as there is a beginning, there is an end.

Just one novel that had ended.

But here was reality and a world.

What happens afterwards? What was the time the Condor Dragon spoke of?

‘The final boss collapsed before Yeo Ha-ryoon and uttered predictable lines.’

-Kekekek, so this is how I go. But it doesn’t matter. As long as humans have desire, I will surely return.

A cliché among clichés.

A line used so many times that it’s lost all flavor.

But what if it were true…?

If that guy really came back…?

What choices and preparations should Jin Cheonhee himself make?

With his broader and more powerful mind, Jin Cheonhee began to continuously think thoughts that ordinary people could not even imagine.

Because of this, the flow of energy around Jin Cheonhee’s body was becoming extremely intricate.

It would heat up, then cool down again.

Even the medical pavilion members didn’t dare to approach Jin Cheonhee, afraid of disturbing him.

And as time passed in this manner,

Finally, a third force could be seen entering the fray.

The Sun Moon Divine Cult. Those called the Demonic Cult in the secular world leaped into the battlefield.

From now on, it would be a three-way chaotic battle without clear sides.

‘I’ll watch. What kind of martial arts you’ve chosen… I’ll continue to observe.’

Jin Cheonhee kept his eyes on the battle without turning away.

***

While the White Dragon Medical Pavilion retreated to establish a formation to prepare for potential attacks, and simultaneously prepare to receive patients,

There were two more groups acting similarly.

The Dark Palace Medical Pavilion, which appeared with the Unorthodox Alliance, and the Hwaju Medical Pavilion, which came with the Martial Righteous Alliance.

Of course, they didn’t bring powerful military organizations like the White Dragon Medical Pavilion, so the treatment center set up by the Hwaju Medical Pavilion consisted of about 200 people.

The Dark Palace Medical Pavilion had somewhat more martial artists, numbering around 400.

‘The biggest problem is not knowing whether the Bloodborne Elder Eccentric is here.’

The Hwaju Medicine Immortal definitely didn’t come.

In the first place, Medicine Immortal isn’t brave enough to come directly to such a bloody storm.

Since external wound treatment isn’t his specialty, he rarely takes direct action in such matters.

But the Bloodborne Elder Eccentric was different.

She might come, or she might not.

And there was no way to know.

The type of Bone and Muscle Transformation Technique she had demonstrated in front of Jin Cheonhee was a marvelous method that could deceive even fairly accomplished martial world masters.

It could deceive gender, age, characteristics, voice, all of these things.

If even Sama Hyeon’s face-changing technique, who hadn’t yet surpassed the Transformation Realm, was ghostly good, recognizing the Bloodborne Elder Eccentric, who had lived for an unfathomable time, was nearly impossible.

Therefore.

Here, now. In this place.

The physicians of the Dark Palace Medical Pavilion were simply doing their job.

Thus, the three medical pavilions established and maintained treatment centers on the outskirts of the bloody storm.

But without time to even visit these treatment centers, the battle continued to intensify.

‘Is the sword formation the only strategy or tactic? But this too is a martial world battle.’

Of course, it wasn’t as if the Martial Righteous Alliance’s soldiers and the Unorthodox Alliance’s soldiers were completely ignoring tactical choices.

However, the problem was the martial artists of each sect who were not direct military organizations of the Martial Righteous Alliance or the orthodox, but merely accompanied them.

“I am Du Gangja of the Blood Lotus Sect! Come at me, all you youngsters—!”

In the case of that martial artist swinging his fists wildly while letting out a lion’s roar,

Naturally, he had no reason to follow the Unorthodox Alliance’s control.

In the unorthodox faction, strength is justice.

Unless the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect specifically ordered to follow the Unorthodox Alliance, that wouldn’t happen. And if one judged that their martial arts were excellent enough to fight alone, they would do so.

The unyielding self formed by punching walls thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of times, bleeding, healing, and reforming, whispers to do so.

“I am Chang Jin of the One Spear Sect, affiliated with the Martial Righteous Alliance! Du Gangja of the Blood Lotus Sect! Come at me!”

“Kahahahat! A hypocrite of the Righteous faction! Good! Let’s fight!”

That’s right.

The Martial Righteous Alliance was no different regarding that unyielding self.

Though the Spear King had thrown himself to block it, a coalition without coercive power was like a sand castle.

The martial artist of the One Spear Sect didn’t properly follow the Martial Righteous Alliance’s control and swung his sword to kill the Unorthodox Alliance martial artist before him.

There was no communication equipment.

The location was Mount Heng, an area of mountains and forests.

Understanding the battle situation here was an unfathomably difficult task.

Just allies or enemies.

Even if one wanted to form tactics, they weren’t like an army that would follow drum beats, so scattered, disorganized battles continued to unfold.

Of course, the Unorthodox Alliance’s soldiers and the Martial Righteous Alliance’s soldiers.

Both sides knew things would turn out like this, so they had somehow managed to devise minimal strategies, but even those were blown away by the actions of the Defense Sword Group Leader, who was a spy.

Jin Cheonhee, who was watching this scene, muttered:

“The Demonic Cult will thrust in.”

The young man observing all of this with blue divine light was as refined as a work of art, but for some reason, he also possessed a pallor that seemed about to vanish at any moment.

“Precise.”

The master remained beside such a disciple.

No sooner had Jin Cheonhee finished speaking than the Sun Moon Divine Cult.

Two Minor Cult Leaders appeared.

“The attire of the Six Demonic Families is surprisingly easy to recognize.”

“Remember that.”

It was an unfathomably distant view from the treatment center.

Yet the disciple was seeing it.

Almost as if he were blankly staring into empty space.

Tic-

A raindrop brushed past Jin Cheonhee’s face. And again.

Tic–

Is it raining?

Even with the rain falling like this, Jin Cheonhee’s posture never wavered.

Even as he got soaked in the cold rain, the young man gazed into the distance without faltering.

The young man who seemed like he might disappear any moment simply stood with an even more pale and quiet appearance.

The master guarded his disciple’s side.

“These must be the elites sent by the combined forces of three families from the Six Demonic Families.”

“Tell me how far you’ve observed.”

The study of a strategist. One of the most basic and practical training methods of the Zhuge clan.

The Profound Origin Heaven and Earth Divine Technique fills the brain to its extreme capacity.

“Command structure is those two Minor Cult Leaders. Receiving orders from those two, they have overwhelming unity compared to the Martial Righteous Alliance or Unorthodox Alliance, and through that, they’ve developed collective combat power. They’re killing the Unorthodox Alliance and Martial Righteous Alliance equally.”

His voice was clear but devoid of emotion.

It was the voice of a strategist.

“Indeed. How is your breathing?”

To his master’s question, Jin Cheonhee calmly replied:

“…It’s still fine.”

“Good.”

Zhuge Rin sometimes wondered if the young man before him was made not of bone and flesh, but of frost crystals.

Always there in winter, but somehow disappearing when summer comes.

The young man with a peculiar atmosphere and strange dignity was adept at dissolving himself.

“Continue telling me what you see. And analyze one by one. Living lives and dead lives. When you can observe them all, only then will you take a step forward as a ‘strategist’ of the Zhuge clan.”

“Did you also go through this process with your father, Master?”

“…”

Zhuge Rin didn’t answer that question.

His eyelashes lowered like feathers, and then he answered:

“There’s no need for anyone to attend this practice. It’s enough to watch the living and the dead alone.”

Zhuge Rin suddenly recalled himself during the Blood Scale Mad Killing.

Eventually, he smiled slightly.

“Of course… it’s also good to practice while appreciating the blood storm one has created.”

For a moment, a strange madness was felt from the master, but Jin Cheonhee turned his gaze away.