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    “You finally showed up.”

    I looked at the ice demon and smiled.

    From that far away, he aimed precisely at the space between the two palms and fired a powerful blow.

    The sophistication and power contained in that one move was something that even the ultimate expert would find difficult to dare.

    ‘As expected, it’s Hwa-gyeong.’

    The greeting that Bingma gave me met my expectations of gaining a glimpse into a slightly higher realm.

    Even if it is a state of transcendence, it is a state that ordinary humans cannot even dream of. For the common people, the state where they boasted a status almost comparable to that of a hermit was the pinnacle of excellence.

    However, even compared to such a transcendental state, the state of harmony and harmony, commonly referred to as the state of harmony, was one step above. If you think about military power, it was the difference between first-class and peak.

    ‘It’s not just about handling the completed sword.’

    Depending on the level of enlightenment, it was the state of Hwagyeong that brought about miracles such as transformation to the bones, returning to the old world, and returning to the world. If Chojeoljeong is likened to a immortal in the eyes of those who don’t know martial arts, wouldn’t it be safe to say that Hwa-kyung can at least grab the hem of a true immortal’s clothes?

    The highest state that can be achieved as a human being, which has now been officially revealed in Jungwon, is Hwagyeong.

    ‘If it weren’t for a special situation, I wouldn’t have dared to deal with him.’

    I don’t know if Bingma achieved a reversal or transformation. Looking at the apparent momentum, it doesn’t seem to be a case of half-baked return, and even if there was a relapse or a complete transformation, it doesn’t mean that aging doesn’t come at all.

    The ice demon’s hair and even eyebrows were as white as snow. On the other hand, the eyes were as blue as frozen ice without knowing the depth.

    He opened his mouth quietly. Unlike me, who could use my supernatural ability to exhale like a steam engine, he had no breath at all, like a non-breathing corpse.

    “It’s difficult to kill everyone. The person who will raise the successor must remain.”

    “Gokju… !”

    Bingma spoke to Elder Il, who looked at him with an earnest face.

    “I will not allow the spirit of Old Yubingjeol to be cut off here. Elder Il, take care of your subordinates.”

    “… I will follow your orders.”

    I did not stop Elder Il from retreating. This is because it did not appear to be a movement to escape. I can’t imagine a situation where Bingma loses to me, so I guess he’s trying to preserve his subordinates as instructed.

    If he had seen any movement to run away or hide inside the palace, he would have cut his back no matter what Bingma said. If you accidentally encounter Baek Geon, a dangerous situation could arise. Otherwise, as long as it was left inside the Bingeum Valley, it was okay to clean it up after doing business with Bingma.

    “Elder Il is correct. After all, physiognomy is a science.”

    “It’s an extermination flower bed… He told an interesting story.”

    Before I knew it, Bingma came down from the pavilion and came right in front of me. He shrugged off my joke.

    “… Did you get caught?”

    I asked, extinguishing the flaming sword I was holding in my hand.

    He immediately noticed that I was impersonating an exterminator. His level and experience were enough to notice.

    But even so, he didn’t make a big deal about it.

    “If you noticed, why didn’t you reveal it to Elder Il?”

    “Barking loudly before a fight is a characteristic of the weak. It is not too late to reveal the truth even after we capture you alive and understand the circumstances.”

    “You want to capture me alive? This is not something someone who lost all of his men to intruders would say.”

    “You were not an intruder, but something closer to disaster. Unless you are a hermit who reads heavenly records, how could you have predicted something like this? It is enough for the leader to prepare for the future.”

    “You say that, but you must be thinking about what you can do to make my death as painful as possible.”

    “Then did you expect something different?”

    Bingma didn’t even raise an eyebrow despite my provocation. It felt like I was seeing an ice doll that was animated by magic, not a human being.

    As he spoke, he slowly narrowed the distance between him and me. Now I could feel his breathing when he spoke.

    ‘This… ‘

    He was not a lifeless corpse. The reason his breath was not visible was simply because his breath was colder than the biting wind of these mountains.

    The ice demon stopped only three steps away from me. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a distance that does not exist for experts like us. If someone went out, the enemy could be attacked.

    But neither of us paid any attention to that. They were both confident in each other’s strength.

    Bingma said, looking at me with glass-like eyes whose emotions were indecipherable.

    “One of the things you said when you came into Bing Music is true.”

    “Whoever faces the ice ball of Binggeumgok will have their lungs frozen and die?”

    “No.”

    “Then?”

    Bingma said, turning his palm towards me with his arms hanging down.

    “The root of the Heavenly Demon Religion is strong self-respect.”

    Damn it!

    An awl made of ice grew from his palm. It was an attack aimed at my eyes and stabbing me in an instant.

    The hanging arm was motionless, and the ice was growing abnormally fast. It was as fast as a skilled assassin throwing a dagger.

    I turned my head and dodged the awl with a gap of a piece of paper. I couldn’t even protect the bamboo ribs I was using.

    The bamboo pod pierced by the awl seemed to be freezing, so I threw it away before the energy reached my head. I don’t know if it’s the energy of others, but if it’s Hwakyung’s strength, I can’t let down my guard. This is better than using your body ignorantly just to hold on.

    Crispyㅡ

    When the frozen bamboo grains hit the floor, they shattered and scattered.

    Bingma showed interest for the first time when she saw my suit exposed.

    “What a unique mask. Can I see ahead?”

    “It was so expressionless that I thought it was a corpse and not a person, but I guess I was curious. Don’t worry, it looks good. This is expensive.”

    Pop.

    I broke the bloody ice pick with my powerful hand.

    I felt a dark energy trying to seep into my energy and blood through my palm.

    Handling ice was also a characteristic of ice ball, but the reason other martial artists were reluctant to deal with ice ball experts was because of the cold poison that invaded the opponent’s energy and blood.

    ‘It’s not just the chill there.’

    There was also demonic energy mixed in with a destructive and insidious nature. Considering that the place I had just invaded was the power of the Demonic Cult, it was not strange.

    The Ice Demon must have been able to fight by freezing the enemy’s energy and blood and tearing it to shreds with this kind of strength.

    ‘It’s not even close to me.’

    His energy was blocked by my internal energy and disappeared. Although my internal energy was not that of Shaolin’s magical power, which is known to be the opposite of demonic energy, I could not invade the enormous amount of pure internal energy. It’s just that it’s not an attribute that can attack the weak points of demon energy, and my strength isn’t weak.

    “If you have any questions, why don’t you capture me alive and ask me like you said? If you can do it.”

    I was already in perfect condition. The energy that was wasted while dealing with the elders and the beggars was restored by the nature keepers around them.

    As I quietly raised my energy, the air around me began to slowly tremble.

    The Bing Demon also saw this and formed water rivers in both hands. It was a river that looked like frozen blue ice, just like his eyes.

    “… It has been done. It must be one of the self-defense tools. If you had been caught, you could have lived a little longer, but you are drinking punishment.”

    “I guess so. I’m afraid someone might think I’m a demon, so I don’t even change my facial expression and say something!”

    Kwaaaang!!

    Before I could finish speaking, I swung my fist covered in magic. It was in return for ambushing me with an ice pick, but the ice demon blocked it without even blinking.

    The frost rising from the ice demon’s fingertips met my flaming fist, and a large explosion occurred.

    Naturally, the shock widened the distance between us.

    “It would be a bad thing if a bastard called Bingma died in a fire!”

    I used the martial arts of the Namgung family that I had hidden until now. Although he used his supernatural abilities to overcome the gap in his realm and deal with the Ice Duke, the original reason he came here was to gain enlightenment.

    Most of the beggars were taken care of, and the original target, the Ice Demon, had appeared, so there was no need to hide anymore.

    Thunder God Manjang (雷霆萬丈).

    If the Chosik of Noehonbungcheon that was used before was a regime attack that gathered power with a single point, this was a Chosik of launching a series of strikes that overwhelmed the opponent with thunderous momentum.

    Kwagwagwagwang!!

    Every time he punched, a ball of lightning and flames flew towards the ice demon. The polar energy heated up the surroundings. It was a spectacular sight to see the ice cap evaporate along the path of the Gwon River.

    Bingma narrowed his eyes and raised his hand.

    Ice Soul Great Snow Field, Perennial Ice Wall.

    At the Ice Demon’s gesture, a wall of cold ice came out to protect him. When the gun I fired hit the ice wall, steam rose and a roar rang out. The resulting steam covered the surrounding area.

    The ice wall created by the ice demon collapsed halfway, but withstood my attack. The ice demon’s voice came through the wreckage.

    “Your tone of voice has changed. Rather, this attack… It’s not pure martial arts. Is it a mixture of alcoholic beverages? I’m disappointed.”

    “Bingma, are you Mutteulttak? If you look at how he uses strange techniques like ice walls, it’s not much different from jutsu.”

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