Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 672



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672. Baekcheokgandu (2)

Now the wall is completely gone.

The pavilion, with one wall missing, continued to slowly tilt.

Kicking. Kicking.

It wasn’t just tilting, the floor was shaking.

It’s as if they’re trying to empty out everything in the palace.

Only then did everyone realize what the sound of the whistle was.

Ki-ki-ki-ki.

The crackling sound was the sound of the organ working.

A constant ringing in the ears.

Everyone started to move towards the door through which they had entered, making a commotion.

That was when.

A large chunk of iron fell from the entrance through which we had come in.

thud.

Akpilseung, who was about to go out the door, was startled and stepped back.

Looking closely, it was a piece of iron that must have weighed at least several hundred pounds.

Starting with the first fallen plate, other plates crashed down to the floor.

Thud. Thud.

It’s as if traps are being piled up one after another, as if they can’t let go of the prey they’ve caught.

The iron plate blocking the front looked like a hunting dog.

The iron plates were cornering Hanbin and his group as if they were prey.

The one who was most embarrassed was none other than Su-un.

Su-woon shouted while looking at Han-bin.

“What the hell is going on?”

“Master, why are you picking on me when I didn’t do anything?”

“No, wasn’t it the small business that brought me here?”

“The one who guided me was a Taoist. Besides, this is the territory of a shamanist sect. So why are you picking on me?”

“Heh heh, I’m sorry… … .”

Su-un couldn’t say anything else.

I never thought that a shaman would have such an organ.

The scrapyard was a place to store, or rather throw away, the sect’s useless items.

What kind of machinery is this in a place that could be said to have been abandoned by the shamans?

How embarrassed must one be for a non-partisan to ask an outsider?

Then someone rushed towards the collapsing steel wall.

He was none other than Sim Mi-ho.

Simmiho loaded the pickaxe with energy.

A blue stream slowly formed on the pickaxe’s blade.

The blue water that had formed like dew was adding anticipation to the pickaxe.

Simmiho hit the steel wall with a pickaxe loaded with steel energy.

bang.

Sparks flew as the pickaxe hit the wall.

But the steel wall did not budge.

On the other hand, Sim Mi-ho’s hands were cold.

She looked back and forth between the steel wall blocking her way and her own hands.

Simmiho knew that this wall was not made of ordinary steel.

Her pickaxe was made of cast iron.

But you bounced off a day made of iron!

The fact that the wall was made of a material that would repel iron meant that a lot of preparation had been done.

Thinking this far, Sim Mi-ho shrugged her shoulders.

That was when.

The sound was heard again.

Ki-ki-ki-ki.

At the same time, the slope of the floor became more steep.

A flustered Sim Mi-ho looked back and shouted.

“It won’t work! I think you’ll have to come over here and help me, my lord!”

“Wait a minute, Lieutenant Shim.”

“My lord, how about using the Engagement Sword instead?”

“That’s impossible, Lieutenant Shim.”

Hanbin shook his head.

The True Dragon Soul Sword could break a steel wall, but the Soul Sword had a huge weakness.

This is because the Pahon Sword can only be used in a stable stance.

It helps to remove a stationary target from a stable position, but in the current situation, you cannot unfold the Pahon Sword.

What’s more important is that if you break through the entrance now, all your efforts up to now will be in vain.

Now it was important to wait for the right time.

It was important to appear as weak prey to the enemy.

Hanbin quietly focused on his five senses.

At that moment, Hanbin wrinkled his nose.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and looked at the floor.

Because I could smell the enemy from below.

Hanbin threw away a handkerchief as he came in.

The handkerchief was imbued with the scent of cinnamon.

Hanbin is a rare person in the martial arts world who possesses the sense of smell of a hunting dog.

The scent on the handkerchief was now coming closer and closer.

What that means is that the danger is multiplying.

Ki-ki-ki-ki.

The floor tilted again.

It wasn’t uncomfortable enough to still stand still.

Hanbin, who was looking around, snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

Seolhwa came running at the sound.

Meanwhile, the floor was slowly tilting.

In this unexpected situation, everyone’s gaze was fixed on Hanbin.

Seolhwa urgently handed the bundle to Hanbin.

If it were any other time, it would have been a story of carefully unpacking the bundle.

But now there was no time for that.

If things continued like this, we would all be headed towards hell.

“Here you are, Confucius.”

“thanks.”

“Is there a solution?”

“Let’s just hold on for now.”

Hanbin nonchalantly took out a thin golden string from the bundle.

Then he reached out his hand to Seolhwa.

Seolhwa, who knew what it meant, took out the Uhyeolranggeom.

“Here you are, Confucius.”

“I’ll write it down for a bit and return it to you.”

“You must return it.”

“okay.”

Hanbin nodded and tied the bloody sword to the rope.

Then he quickly threw the blood-splattering sword at the steel plate that had sunk down.

Phew.

The blood-curdling sword flew at the speed of light and struck the steel plate.

Sigh.

Hanbin tried pulling the rope.

The line seemed quite tight.

That was when.

The sound of a groan was heard again.

Ki-ki-ki-ki.

The slope of the floor was steep.

As the slope increased to a certain degree, an iron pot near the open wall rolled over and fell outside.

Everyone perked up their ears.

It was to hear the sound of the pot falling.

The deeper the depth, the slower the sound would be heard.

But I didn’t know how to hear the sound.

It was when everyone was looking at each other’s faces.

Empty.

There was a faint sound of the pot hitting the floor.

Hanbin said at that sound.

“It really is a thousand-foot cliff.”

As Hanbin spoke nonchalantly, Suwoon looked around and said.

“So-hyeop, do you know the escape route?”

“How do I know?”

“But why do you look so calm?”

“Because someone will appear to guide you.”

“Who on earth will guide me?”

“You’ll know when you see it. Just hold on to this first.”

Hanbin handed over the line.

Su-un asked with a surprised expression after seeing the thin, golden string.

“What do you want me to do with this? It’s not like the thread will snap even if you apply just a little force.”

“This is Cheonjamsa.”

“Hey, is this Cheonjamsa?”

“It probably won’t break, so just hold on to this for now.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin opened his eyes and looked at the floor.

Because the scent of the enemy has become stronger.

Su-woon asked at that sight.

“Why are you like that?”

“A person is coming to guide you to the exit. Master, since when did rumors of a groaning sound start to circulate here?”

“Isn’t that the problem now?”

“It’s an important matter. We need to find someone to guide us.”

“Exactly ten years.”

“The mountains and rivers must have changed in ten years.”

“The shaman is the same now as it was ten years ago.”

“Is it like this place?”

“hmm.”

“You’ve put a lot of stuff in here over the past ten years, right?”

“exactly.”

“Were there any useful items among them?”

“There wasn’t any.”

“So, do you see anything useful among these?”

“therefore…….”

Su-woon tilted his head.

After listening to the story, it seemed that there were quite a few useful items among the items here.

From incense burners large enough to be placed in a shrine, to perfectly good cauldrons and basins… … .

Everything seemed fine.

There was not a single scratch on the table or chair there.

This is a junkyard.

It was a place to throw away broken things.

When I think about it, everything was strange.

I haven’t heard of a junkyard being cleared out in ten years.

After ten years, there must have been a lot of stuff accumulated, so it was strange that this place had never been organized.

Then Hanbin continued speaking.

“This mechanism has probably been around for ten years. And thanks to this mechanism, we don’t have to clean up the inside of the junkyard. We can just dump the garbage down that cliff. Of course, this goes for other things as well.”

“What else are you talking about?”

“People, for example. Where better to deal with people than here?”

“Don’t say that. There hasn’t been any incident in the shaman’s office for ten years. If someone has been hurt, there must be someone missing. How could I not know about such an incident?”

“That’s why it’s even scarier.”

“her.”

“Even a Taoist must be prepared today.”

“What does that mean?”

“Whatever you see, do not turn away. Take everything in with your eyes and everything you hear with your ears. The Taoist’s job here is not to guide.”

“Then what? Didn’t you say you wanted me to guide you?”

“What I want from the Taoist is not guidance, but testimony.”

“Testimony… … .”

“The Taoist must be a witness to today’s events.”

“I don’t think this is the right time to talk about this… … .”

“This is something I can’t talk about if not now.”

“hmm.”

Su-un’s gaze deepened.

Before what happened now, I wouldn’t have believed Hanbin’s words.

But now I had no choice but to believe it.

This must be a major incident that occurs after the shaman’s sect opens.

Even though he didn’t know what he was being asked to testify, Su-un was instinctively trembling.

That was when.

The sound of the horn rang out again.

Ki-ki-ki-ki.

At that moment, Akpilseung, who was at the very front, staggered.

“evil!”

Akpilseung, who had been screaming, lost his balance and rolled around.

“My lord!”

“Come on, spread out your begging skills, sir!”

Seolhwa shouted.

But it wasn’t easy to beg on this steep slope.

At that moment, a golden flash of light flew towards Akpilseung.

A golden flash enveloped the sword that Akpilseung was holding.

At that moment, Hanbin shouted.

“Hold on tight, evil footnote!”

Akpilseung instinctively held onto his sword.

In an instant, the sword was thrown out of his body.

To be exact, it should have been seen that the body was thrown out of the island.

The Tao tied to Cheonjamsa remained still, but Akpilseung’s body was thrown out.

Akpilseung looked down.

There was no floor beneath his feet.

The land was nowhere to be seen. Instead, mist was drifting leisurely.

It was when Sim Mi-ho cautiously approached Ak Pil-seung to save him.

Hanbin shouted.

“Everyone in your positions!”

At that moment, everyone stopped moving and leaned against Cheonjamsa.

That was when.

Suddenly the floor shook.

Rattling.

For a moment the floor tilted at a right angle.

The items in the junkyard are falling like corn.

If it weren’t for Cheonjamsa, it wouldn’t have been strange if Hanbin and his group had fallen off a thousand-foot cliff.

While everyone else was not panicking, the only one who was panicking was Su-woon.

Su-un looked around.

Others were leaning against the cliff and observing their surroundings.

Only then did Su-woon recall what Sim Mi-ho had said.

They were hanging on the Cheonjamsa Temple, so peaceful, yet so peaceful.

It really seemed like they were studying herbivory while hanging from a rope.

What kind of group would receive such training?

Although I was leaning against a thin silk thread, I thought to myself that I was very lucky.

Then Hanbin said.

“All ready for battle.”

“What are you talking about now? A battle?”

When Su-woon asked with a frightened expression, Han-bin pointed somewhere.

There was still an object left where Hanbin had pointed that had not fallen.

It was a fairly large object, like an incense burner or a pot lid.

In a way, these were the things that should have fallen first.

At that moment, the sound of scraping metal irritated my ears.

Squeak!