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Cheonma Shingong.

Public destruction.

The ball is space, the enemy is silence and death. What must one do to abandon time and space and reach nirvana?

The answer given by the legendary martial arts master Cheonma Shingong is simple.

Destruction, and destruction.

The fundamental principle that runs through the martial arts is the way of defeat. Starting from the first Heavenly Horse, to the Heavenly Horses of the time, and to Yu Ye-hyang who will take over in the future.

The pillar of martial arts built on the path of defeat has remained unchanged for a very long time, standing firm and rooted like a giant tree.

Just like in the past during the reign of Cao Wei, Sima Zhongda suppressed Gongsun Yan’s rebellion, killed seven thousand people, and built a monument with their bones.

The tower built on the ruins of the city becomes immortal and becomes the heavenly pillar.

Now, Yoo Ye-hyang has revealed the evidence.

Cookie monster!

The sword that Yu Ye-hyang had drawn plunged down with determination onto the black lightning that had struck the ground.

The place where the Cheonma Shingong and Gongjeokmyeoljin’s first meal passed by left a trace as if a meteor had hit, shattering the stage and leaving behind a huge mark of destruction.

If there had been a person, it would have been a strong enough shock to leave only pieces of flesh behind, but the princess walked out from the thick dust with a frown on her face.

“Cheonma Shingong, Cheonma Shingong. This was unexpected. Is it really necessary to use a knife used to slaughter a cow to slaughter a chicken? It’s not like I’m a chicken though.”

I don’t know what kind of harmony was used, but even after being hit directly by the public’s destruction, the princess’s appearance remained intact.

Except for the white dust that had settled on her clothes and hair as a result of the collision, she appeared to be in good condition, but after the sudden intrusion of the Blood Princess, the eyes of the masters surrounding her grew bulging.

“Cheonma Shingong!”

“That damned magician again-!”

The one who reacted most violently was Jin Seong-yeon.

Even in sudden situations, he didn’t panic much, and the sight of him glaring at Yu Ye-hyang like an evil spirit with burst blood vessels in his eyes was quite menacing.

Soon, Jin Seong-yeon gritted his teeth.

“Are you the current leader of the Demonic Cult?”

A voice came out through the gap in the evil spell and asked for confirmation.

Actually, it wasn’t an important procedure.

In Jin Seong-yeon’s eyes, it was clearly the cursed Heavenly Demon God’s Power, and the one who unleashed the Heavenly Demon God’s Power was a young girl who was somewhere between a woman and a young girl.

If you use the Cheonma Shingong, it is not difficult to guess its identity.

As the swordsman who had reached the realm of Hwagyeong poured out his murderous intent, completely directed at Yu Ye-hyang, a strange confrontation was created.

Yoo Ye-hyang, and the blood princess, and in addition, the masters of the Jeongpa faction.

In terms of power alone, since the Yongbongjihoe was being held, the four high-ranking Hwagyeong-level masters and the Jeongpa masters were clearly ahead, but no one was able to make a move and the standoff continued.

“Didn’t you tell me to drive until the main girl hits? Well, I can guess what kind of harmony you’re using-.”

Yu Ye-hyang’s bright red eyes, as she muttered, turned towards the princess, not caring about the hostility directed at her.

And at the same time.

“King of the Golden Sword, don’t act rashly. What kind of commotion is this young, blue-eyed guy making in front of the old man?”

Whirlyrick-!

A sword flew in and stuck into the ground.

The sword moved like a living snake, slicing right between the three people as if warning them, and stuck itself right in the middle.

After all, it is a lofty level of swordsmanship that has achieved perfection.

Naturally, everyone’s eyes turned to the one who had performed the swordsmanship, and Seo Cheon-woo, who looked like he was around ten years old, walked leisurely while carrying a backpack on his back.

“That guy, that guy… … !”

“Sword Demon! Sword Demon Seo Cheon-woo!”

Seo Cheon-woo’s last external activity was fourteen years ago, when he was dispatched to retrieve the Nine-Eight Heavenly Scripture from Mt. Taesan, so it’s not strange to recognize his face.

Rather, it would be stranger if the masters of the sect that had clashed with the Demonic Cult for generations did not recognize the face of the Demonic Cult’s vice-leader, who was their greatest enemy.

“Ummm… … .”

Even Jin Seong-yeon, who had been glaring at Yu Ye-hyang as if he was going to devour her just a moment ago, became silent.

That is why the weight of the two-letter nickname “Geumma” was so great.

The extreme and the extreme may be said to be the same realm, but the weight of the accumulated years and the depth of the enemy’s attack are different.

If you only consider age, there may not be much of a difference, but he is a monster who managed to retrieve the Nine-Eight Heavenly Sutra and escape from the Shaolin abbots, Shin Seung and Hyeonheo Daesa, at Taishan fourteen years ago.

The aura of the Demonic Cult was so strong that it was impossible to even guess what tricks it was hiding.

“This is our school’s event. Don’t bother us.”

Seo Cheon-woo, who had been walking steadily, spoke resolutely.

“Do you think that makes sense now, Geomma?”

“What makes no sense?”

“They’re just now committing such a heinous act in front of our sect, and you’re telling me not to interfere? Do you think that makes sense even after you say that?”

Then Namhae Shingum immediately protested.

The Haenam faction hosted the Yongbong branch meeting.

And then, suddenly, a blood cult member barged into the middle of Haenampa and caused this commotion.

In addition, the Demonic Cult also intervened, so for Haenam-pa, it was like getting slapped twice in a row while they were just sitting still.

Whether it is the Blood Cult or the Demon Cult, it is only right that they pay the appropriate price for tarnishing the reputation of the Haenam faction.

Although it was a protest with such meaning, Seo Cheon-woo seemed to ignore it.

“I don’t know what that blood cult witch is up to, but she’s an enemy of our church. So hand over your debt. Our church has taken action to punish her, so know that.”

Seo Cheon-woo responded nonchalantly and his gaze turned to Namhae Shingum and then to the princess.

“Do you really want to try it, Geomma?”

“Oh, you’re acting so stuffy.”

Of course, this is a story that the Haenam faction cannot accept.

Aren’t these people just corpses without their pride and dignity?

As soon as Namhae Shingum raised his voice with his face turning red and blue, Seo Cheon-woo shrugged his shoulders and lowered his voice.

“Then what are you going to do? Are you saying that you will turn the head of the school and the old man into enemies and fight for their lives? If you had made up your mind to get away, you could have caught them, right?”

“Check!”

“The old man and the young leader stepped on the dirt in front of your sect to catch the evil spirit of that blood sect, so do you think you will receive a head in return? Tell me. Depending on your answer, the actions we will take will also change.”

As soon as Seo Cheon-woo stretched out his hand, the sword that had been deeply stuck in the ground flew into Seo Cheon-woo’s hand as if it was being sucked into a vortex.

“Do you know what that means? It’s war. If Haenampa intends to wage war against the main church once again, answer in front of Nobu now. Whether Nobu came to capture that evil spirit or as an envoy to announce the start of war depends on your answer.”

“… … .”

Namhae Shingum immediately shut his mouth.

Apart from the fact that their pride and dignity were badly damaged, the word war carries too much weight for the Haenam faction alone to talk about it.

If Haenampa were to fight the Demonic Cult alone, it would be a sure defeat, and the war would naturally be a great war of the True Demonic Cult.

However, it is true that it is not easy to talk about the Jeongma War just with the title of the head of the Haenam faction.

As soon as Namhae Shingum closed his mouth, Seo Cheon-woo clicked his tongue lightly.

and.

“That’s strange. Am I being treated like a sack of barley that was left lying around?”

The princess, who had been watching the conversation, raised her hand and asked.

As everyone’s gaze turned to the princess, she tilted her head and asked again.

“Isn’t that right? Of course, the Heavenly Demon’s Power was unexpected, so I wasted one precious essence, but from what you said, it sounds like I can catch it at any time. Be kind to me.”

“Shut up.”

It was Yu Ye-hyang who interrupted her.

She was originally the type of person who rarely showed her emotions unless it was in front of Yeonjin, but now she was completely cold.

Yoo Ye-hyang’s gaze turned to Seo Cheon-woo for a moment, and Seo Cheon-woo nodded.

Since Yeonjin had built up so much while acting as the leader of the political faction and a swordsman, they kissed on the spur of the moment.

Completely separate from Yeonjin, they came to this point in the spur of the moment, having reached an implicit agreement to track down the princess.

So, I won’t pretend to know about Yeonjin or anything, but right before my eyes, the princess declared that she would kidnap Yeonjin.

If Yu Ye-hyang’s anger didn’t reach the tip of her head, it would be stranger.

“Oh, the leader of the Demonic Cult is really angry. I don’t think I’ve done anything to deserve hatred. Suddenly, I’m an enemy of the Demonic Cult, and two more top-level demons are after my life? This might be a little unfair.”

The smiling princess playfully replied, but her expression hardened at Yu Ye-hyang’s subsequent words.

“Blood Princess Jin So-ha. If it’s the Blood Cult’s trick, isn’t it obvious? I was able to withstand the main girl’s attack once by breaking the Jeonghyeol that your Blood Cult reveres like a sacred vessel, but there are probably only two or three Jeonghyes left.”

“… … Huh.”

“That means if this woman hits you firmly two or three times, your miserable life will end here. Luck is just luck. There will be no second chance, so don’t expect anything.”

Although his expression and voice were as cold as ice, the anger contained within was intense.

A strong will to take the life of the princess, Jin So-ha, at any cost.

In the face of such clear and dense hostility, the leaders of the political factions seemed to be exchanging messages by moving their lips.

[Seoak Sword King, have you heard anything? It seems like the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult are about to clash in earnest.]

[If you, who are in the Murim Alliance, don’t know, how would I know? Haven’t you heard anything from Shaolin?]

[Amitabha. I don’t know much about Hinayana either. It seems like the head monk has never said anything about the devil’s religion… … .]

They even suspected for a moment that the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult might be joining hands to plot something, but the hostility that Yu Ye-hyang, the leader of the Cheonma Sect and the next Cheonma, had toward Jin So-ha was too clear to believe that there was some kind of hidden agenda.

Jin Seong-yeon, as an exception, seemed to be unimpressed, but the leaders of the political faction stepped back one by one and took an attitude of watching the situation unfold.

In any case, from their perspective, it would be beneficial if the Demonic Cult and the Blood Cult fought each other and drained each other’s strength, so it seems they have decided to wait and see for now while discussing how to proceed.

“Oh my, the little leader knows a lot. I wonder. How did he know? It seems like he knows a lot about our school. I’m curious enough to take Confucius here with him and ask him some questions.”

“You’re so arrogant.”

The face that had been smiling brightly until just a moment ago was nowhere to be found, and Jinso had a stiff expression on his face.

Yoo Ye-hyang dismissed her words and laughed.

“Don’t be so arrogant as to mention any religion other than Cheonmasinkyo.”

“Huh? Okay, wait a minute-.”

Yu Ye-hyang walked forward with her sword in her hand and waved her hand lightly.

This is the secret of a successful attack.

The action of lifting Yeonjin, who was standing awkwardly between Yoo Ye-hyang and Jin So-ha, with a sudden attack and pushing her towards the Jeongpa soldiers was quite natural.

Jin Seong-yeon, who was gnashing his teeth with hostility towards the Demonic Cult, but was also looking at Yeon-jin with concern, hurriedly decided to accept Yeon-jin or not.

Kugu Palace.

From the sword held in Yu Ye-hyang’s hand, an infinitely ominous, black energy that seemed to suck in the surrounding light rippled.

“If you really want to talk to her.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a dark, strong aura that could hardly be called starlight took hold of the sword body.

Yu Ye-hyang, who had raised her sword with an elegant movement that should be called beautiful, looked cold.

“Why don’t you ask the sword of the woman you’ve seen before?”

And once again, the energy wave of the Heavenly Demon God exploded.

It rises from the whole body, and goes up endlessly without knowing how high the sky is.

And finally, until the energy waves spread out from the human body and reached the high sky like a tall, towering pillar.

Heavenly Demon.

Reaching heaven with a human body is truly the unmistakable unity of heaven and man.

It was a strong and powerful spirit that was worthy of those two letters.