episode_0054

“Ha.”

Jang Gun-ak burst into laughter.

The time it took for that face to become distorted like an evil spirit was in the blink of an eye.

“Now the bitch and the bastard are both acting like shit.”

A cold, strong energy gathered on the long sword held in Jang Gun-ak’s hand.

Even though his words and actions do not match the dignity of a peerless master, Jang Gun-ak is also a warrior who has reached the realm of Hwa-gyeong.

He is a martial artist who has reached the highest level of being able to create starlight with his sword, the level of Kang Ki-kyung.

As expected from one of the best swordsmen in the world, Jang Gun-ak spat out with a distorted face.

“That’s not important. I have to decide my life or death here today.”

It was a set procedure from the moment the blood relationship was put into my mouth.

I don’t know why the man and woman in front of me know my most secret secret, but if they do, they deserve to be murdered.

There is no other choice but to fight and win somehow, and kill them to silence them.

“How foolish.”

On the other hand, Yu Ye-hyang stared at Jang Gun-ak with a cool smile on her lips.

“What?”

“Do you really think that the Mara Hwanhon Daebeop is just a trick that promises longevity? If so, what is on your shoulder is useless, so why don’t you just take it off?”

Yu Ye-hyang sneered.

Before the regression, the Blood Cult’s operating principles were simple.

In order to bring about the descent of the Blood Maitreya they worship, they must dye the world with blood.

The tricks used to defeat the Demonic Cult, which was considered the greatest threat in the process, were also extremely shallow.

Sapa, who is honest about his desires, lures me onto the same boat with promises of longevity, wealth, and advancement in martial arts.

If there were people among the political factions who could be won over, they tried to win them over, but in the case of the political factions, didn’t they usually try to entice them into taking the desired action?

And in the case of the general’s music in front of your eyes.

“If taking away the reason of a sane person and turning them into ginger is a promise of immortality and longevity, wouldn’t all the world’s best masters have already entered the Mosanpa? You fool.”

Yu Ye-hyang continued speaking in a calm voice, pointing her sword.

Jang Gun-ak was promised immortality and longevity by the Blood Cult.

It is not unusual for someone who has reached the level of a peerless master, known in the world as the pinnacle, to live for well over a century.

But there is usually an end to a given lifespan.

Just as a superhuman who can uproot mountains and divide seas with martial arts cannot live forever.

That is why the Blood Cult lured Jang Gun-ak with sweet bait, and Jang Gun-ak fell for the words that he would be able to live forever without aging if he received the Mara Hwanhon Daebeop.

“Shut up! Who the hell are you to say such nonsense!”

Jang Gun-ak, who had been hit on the nail on the head, became enraged.

I even knew that he had promised to receive the Mara Hwanhon Daebeop in return for cooperating with the Blood Cult.

‘It wasn’t just a case of hearing information and poking around.’

Don’t you know the details of the transaction in more detail than I thought?

But is the Marahwanhon Daebeop really not a blood sect secret that allows immortality, but rather a method that turns people into idiots?

Suspicion began to creep into General Ak’s mind.

‘No. I can’t let that girl’s words sway me.’

However, wavering before a life-or-death battle with a master is a sure path to defeat.

Jang Gun-ak shook his head vigorously and shouted in a booming voice.

“Don’t act so recklessly, you young bastard! I am the King of Fighters, General Ak! It looks like you picked up some good elixir somewhere, so I will make you regret daring to point your sword at the Great Green Forest Alliance!”

“Don’t rush the lifeline like that. I was going to take your head with my own hands anyway. Today, I will be your free-spirited lover.”

Yu Ye-hyang raised a starlight from her sword.

Musangya, also known as Black and White Musang.

It was a starlight raised by the messenger of King Yeomra, who guides the souls of the dead.

Yu Ye-hyang sneered as a starlight that was not only as bright as Jang Gun-ak’s, but even more brilliant, rose from the sword.

“Then let the main girl go first.”

At the same time, the terrifying energy wave of the Heavenly Demon God exploded.

They say there are countless martial arts in the world, but there aren’t many martial arts with such a tyrannical aura.

Moreover, since it is now being used so openly, there is no way that General Noh Kang-ho would not recognize it.

Jang Gun-ak’s eyes grew so wide that they looked like they were going to pop out, and he was startled.

“Cheonma Shingong!”

Jang Gun-ak reflexively gnashed his teeth as he mentioned the name of the divine skill that only the leader of the Demonic Cult and his successors could learn.

“I see! Not the Heavenly Demon, but the leader of the Demonic Cult. Yes, you were the leader of the Demonic Cult! How dare you, this damned Demonic Cult lackey… … !”

“Isn’t it funny that a bandit like that says that?”

Yu Ye-hyang’s new form, which responded with a relaxed expression, soon turned into a ray of light.

Extreme speed that is difficult to follow even when seen with the eyes.

In a split second, as if dividing a second into dozens of equal parts, two peerless masters, each on the verge of reaching the realms of the ultimate demon and the ultimate realm of the flower, clashed one after the other.

The appearance of General Ak using his lifelong enlightenment to counter the overwhelming and at the same time hegemonic aura of the Heavenly Demonic Sect.

Seo Cheon-woo’s long sword touched Yeon-jin’s back, who had stepped back to avoid being caught in the dozens of sword strikes.

“Vice-President?”

“Up to here. There’s no need to back down any further. It’s still precarious here, but it’s out of the range of the aftermath, so if you watch closely, you’ll realize something.”

Seo Cheon-woo responded with a calm expression.

“By the way, it seems that the young cult leader wasn’t just sitting around. Now that he’s reached a level of perfection in handling the Heavenly Demonic Art, it won’t be long before he reaches the level of the ultimate demon.”

“The ultimate… … . It’s still too far away for me.”

“You didn’t have any official affiliation before the leader of the sect took you in as a disciple, right? If you’ve achieved that much under your conditions, you’re not a talent that’s going to be left out anywhere, so don’t worry.”

“That’s good. But my level is still low, so I can’t see anything properly.”

“Still, keep your eyes wide open and watch. How often do you see a martial artist of that level fighting a life-or-death battle? If you watch, you’ll get something out of it.”

Seo Cheon-woo, who was carrying a backpack, added.

“Still, in Nobu’s opinion, the Sogyoju is not a loser. It will probably be resolved in a hundred seconds at most. Do you think it is possible for a bandit named Naburangi to handle the Heavenly Demonic Power?”

“Of course. But he is my teacher, so why would I lose to a bandit?”

“Tsk, teacher and student, you’re talking nonsense. Try doing something about those trembling fists. How did you end up like that?”

It’s a broken window.

How could it be that he looked exactly the same as Yu Ye-hyang, who had just been watching with bated breath, clenching her fists?

That’s why young people these days.

You’re still so young, you don’t even have time to learn martial arts, so how can you possibly date?

Seo Cheon-woo grumbled to himself and pointed to the two unmanned vehicles that were clashing and leaving behind traces of destruction.

“Look.”

“Huh?”

” Doesn’t it look like the leader is pushing harder and harder?”

Yeonjin focused her energy on the pupil of the corner of her eye and captured the movements of the unmanned creatures moving at an extreme speed that was difficult to follow even with the naked eye.

The whitish shape became a little clearer.

Every time the starlight collided, a blue aura flew in all directions like sparks.

The distant starlight of destruction.

Two peerless masters clashed in quick succession using the most destructive means a human could muster.

“Fuck!”

Jang Gun-ak swung his long sword while cursing.

Rather than swinging the sword recklessly in a rush to defend, the subtle principles of martial arts were evident even in those urgent movements.

But just as you can’t stop ten hands with one hand, the damage was gradually accumulating as the waves piled up.

“This fucking bitch, what are you holding against me for!”

“There’s a lot to say about the topic of the blood cult’s followers.”

As the two letters of defeat drew closer and closer, General Ak shouted, his face stained with despair.

However, Yu Ye-hyang still had a relaxed attitude and turned all of Cheonma Shingong’s hegemonic energy into an offensive attack, causing hundreds and thousands of changes in a second.

A cartoon of change.

Hundreds and thousands of harmonious changes follow.

In the midst of the torrent of change that was as continuous and uninterrupted as that of a shaman, the energy that deceived reality flashed as if the living and dead gates of the formation were changing from moment to moment.

“I, I can’t die like this!”

And those last words became Jang Gun-ak’s last words.

The general’s expression, stained with despair and with his eyes wide open, flew through the sky.

Yu Ye-hyang calmly muttered in an unrealistic tone, with the neck and head separated and only the neck flying in the sky.

“Please understand even if the handling is a little excessive.”

What are you going to do about Jin-ah? Think of it as the price you pay for talking nonsense.

Yu Ye-hyang, who was muttering to herself, landed lightly.

The head of the Green Forest, who joined hands with the Blood Cult due to his obsession with life, died.

Even after accomplishing the amazing feat of defeating one of the giants of this era, Yu Ye-hyang muttered without looking particularly happy.

“I guess I’ve saved some time with this.”

In the now faded memories, General Ak stood at the forefront with his greed for the Marahwanhon Daebeop.

He was also the first master to cross the Demonic Cult’s outer palace, leading only the best of the Green Forest.

He led fifty masters of the Green Forest, consisting of only those with peak skills, into the outer palace and held the outer palace host for a full three hundred seconds, which was truly an achievement.

Although he was ultimately defeated by the side story, it is certain that the result had some influence on the general trend.

At the sight of the enemy’s head and body being torn off and rolling around on the floor.

“Tsk.”

Yu Ye-hyang clicked her tongue lightly and expressed her thoughts.

Phew.

With a sound like a watermelon breaking, something I hadn’t even noticed before was crushed flat and burst.

Yu Ye-hyang looked at Jang Gun-ak’s corpse with a disgusted expression, but soon her expression changed.

And with the most dignified and elegant expression and movement she could muster.

“How was it? Jin-ah.”

He turned around with a graceful movement and asked Yeonjin.

“You’re dropping the price, you’re dropping the price.”

Whether Seo Cheon-woo frowned or not, when Yeon-jin silently raised her thumb, the corners of Yu Ye-hyang’s mouth relaxed.

I think that’s enough to show Yeonjin a cool side of herself.

It was a welcome achievement for her, who has been under pressure lately to define what femininity means.

It was a satisfactory result as he showed off his impressive skills by defeating not just an ordinary bandit, but even the King of the Green Forest.

Then Seo Cheon-woo moved his lips and sent a message to Yeon-jin.

[Listen carefully to what the old man says. Women are just like that. If you keep praising them endlessly, they won’t know the limit, so behave yourself.]

Although he has some behavioral issues, Seo Cheon-woo is also a man.

So I gave some advice.

Yeonjin looked at Seocheonwoo with her eyes wide open.

Roughly speaking, what does it mean? Or, what do you want me to do?

Seo Cheon-woo, speechless from shock, stares blankly at Yeon-jin.

Seo Cheon-woo was looking at Yu Ye-hyang with her arms outstretched and Yeon-jin running to her and hugging her, when he felt like touching her.

“They really met each other.”