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    Shin Moorim. It is a group that inherited the legacy of the martial arts group that was destroyed by the Cheonma in the past, and its name is intended to distinguish itself from the old martial arts group.

    They acknowledged the dark side of the old martial arts. It was an acknowledgment of the mistakes of the old martial arts group, which had committed injustice in order to maintain power.

    ‘Admit mistakes, but continue the good work.’

    This is how their journey began.

    Their first steps were cautious. They trained martial arts in secret in the name of protecting themselves, but soon they noticed the absence of someone to keep them in check and came out into the sun.

    The monster who destroyed the old martial arts world, the leader of the Heukcheongyo religion, and the best person in the world. Owned by Cheonma Namgung.

    When her absence became known, various families and sects who dreamed of the revival of the martial arts group gathered in the new martial arts group, and the size of the new martial arts group quickly increased.

    Just as a river increases during the rainy season, it took less than five years for them to become similar to the size of the old martial artists.

    Contrary to the words they excitedly spoke, the mistakes of the old martial arts people leaked out.

    The Murim League was re-established, began to divide the region between families and sects, and began to persecute people for the revival of power.

    When the differences between the new Murim and the old Murim disappeared, the leader of the new Murim alliance called everyone together.

    “I tell you that in order for the new martial arts group to stand, it is right to liquidate the old one.”

    The old thing he was talking about was Heukcheongyo.

    Although it is called Heukcheongyo, which is currently inactive, it is a group that shared the same era as the former martial arts group.

    What he said was that he could not coexist with the new martial arts group that had gathered to clean up the old.

    With the words of the leader, masters from all over the world gathered in groups of twos and threes.

    Under the justification of clearing up old things, hatred toward Heukcheongyo was hidden. This was because the anger of their ancestors was passed down undiluted to the descendants of the Anhui Blood Cope.

    Grabbing their own weapons, they headed to Hanam.

    More than five hundred peak masters surrounded a mountain in Hanam.

    “Malicious spirits, listen!”

    When the large man shouted, the sound moved as fast as a lion down the mountain path.

    The leaves fell and the startled birds flew into the sky.

    Youngma, who was sitting on the collapsed Heukcheon Bridge at the top of the mountain, could only rub her chin with a confused expression.

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    The sound of pounding drums, the voices of people mocking Heukcheongyo, and the eerie sound of weapons clashing were heard without filtering.

    A group of dirty-looking people were lined up in front of a short-haired woman wearing dark black clothing.

    The woman’s face has not changed from her youthful appearance, but she has now reached the age of over 40.

    The woman who was next to the leader of the Black Heaven Church until the very end, the confidant of the greatest person in the world, Youngma, looked at the people with a confused look on her face.

    The reason why the new martial arts group could not appear was largely because the powerful power of the Heavenly Demon prevented them from taking a bold decision.

    It was impossible for Youngma alone to stop the new forces growing in power throughout the wide central plain.

    When the new Murim appeared, Yeongma gathered the people of the old Heukcheongyo religion.

    Although 90% of the force was lost due to the Anhui Blood Cope and Nangong Xiaoyeon’s attack, those who remained responded to the call of the Young Demon.

    Although this small-scale detachment shook the New Murim, it was like blocking a huge tsunami with a small wall.

    In the end, they were pushed and pushed back, forced to flee here, and were eventually surrounded and met their demise.

    “It ended up like this.”

    Youngma hid her bitter feelings.

    I could accept my own death. Just as he had taken other people’s lives, he thought it was natural for someone else to take his own life.

    However, the reality of not being able to keep the will of the religious leader he served made Youngma sad.

    [No martial power will exist in this central plain.]

    Heavenly Demon’s Dream. The end of martial arts.

    The dream that I thought was achieved through blood and blood in Anhui turns out to be nothing.

    ‘Because of my shortcomings, I was unable to keep the leader’s will.’

    Youngma looked at the church members who stayed until the end.

    I hear the sound of drums thumping. The sound of weapons colliding can be heard. Aaaah – I can hear people shouting.

    “There is no need to keep your position. There is a path that leads down the mountain behind the bridge, so take that path.”

    Youngma gave orders to the church members.

    Just one corpse is enough. There was no need to increase the number.

    “We will be with you. Assistant Manager.”

    “There is no honor to be gained by risking your life here. There is even no righteousness or agreement. Did you forget? We are a group of people who call themselves evil. Do you think they will leave our corpses in peace? The corpse’s head will be cut off, placed on a spear, and placed at the entrance to the mountain. Do you wish for that kind of end?”

    It’s cold and scary. Youngma wanted the fearful church members to abandon him and go down the mountain.

    However, like members of the Heukcheongyo Church, who declared themselves to be evil, they did not back down.

    “It’s okay. They will chase us until the end anyway.”

    “I would rather die here than run away in servility.”

    “They are the enemies of Lord Sogyo. I will take revenge.”

    Everyone shouts out what they want to say.

    Thump thump, thud thump, ahhh-

    A sound coming from under the mountain.

    “Is that so… Is that so…”

    Youngma stood up, suppressing the emotions that were welling up in her eyes.

    Slowly exit Heukcheongyo Bridge.

    Church members begin to follow behind him one by one.

    She was the leader of the pack.

    The person who always led me in front is no longer visible.

    “I wanted to see your face before I die.”

    I waited for him for over 20 years, but he ended up dying without being able to meet him.

    She was truly sad.

    Open the door and start going down the mountain.

    Since I was prepared to die, I planned to die with at least one more person as my companion.

    Following Youngma, the members of Heukcheongyo also went down the mountain at high speed.

    Thump thump, thud thump, ahhh-

    As we went down the mountain, the sound got louder and louder, and the thick smell of blood permeated us.

    for a moment-

    “Smell of blood?”

    As Yeongma and the church members arrived at the entrance of the mountain, the new Murim army appeared.

    Who opens his mouth and bleeds,

    The person with half his face missing,

    A person who cries miserably with his eyes gouged out,

    A person walking absent-mindedly with one arm lifted,

    A person whose form has become unrecognizable,

    A huge mountain of corpses erected at the entrance of the mountain.

    “What is this….”

    In front of me was a mountain of burning corpses engulfed in huge flames.

    And there was someone standing alone in front of the mountain of corpses.

    Youngma’s back looked familiar.

    “How much time has passed.”

    Without turning his back, the owner of the disaster asked.

    At the sound of a familiar voice, the emotions I had been suppressing suddenly came to my eyes.

    “Huh?” “No way…!” “Huh?”

    The members of the Heukcheongyo Church standing behind the Young Demon also begin to murmur.

    “Ahh….”

    A cracked voice came out of the Young Demon’s mouth.

    The person whose back was turned turned around.

    Long hair tied back, earrings, white long sleeves, and black ceremonial uniform.

    And blood red eyes.

    “You’re getting older. Youngma.”

    It hasn’t changed at all since the day it disappeared.

    The young horse showed respect by putting his knees on the ground and bowing his head.

    “Meet Heavenly Demon.”

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