Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 176



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He understood why Cheonma had blocked him. He had heard from Yongwoon that it was a magical operation that gave up understanding and accepted only the facts. It could not have had anything to do with the creation, so he had simply blocked him by becoming one with Seolhonbaeknyeo’s mind.

Because it was unpleasant, he killed the creation with his own hands, and killed the prince. He understood. Cheonma, who had nothing to lose, nothing to lose, and nothing to lose, did not hesitate to kill the prince, unlike himself.

However, if he kills the prince, he will be in great trouble. Kwon-Jun also wanted to drive the prince out of the world of martial arts, but killing him was a different story.

The royal family is necessary. Even if the founder is dead, betraying the country and becoming a true enemy is a different story.

Even if Cheonma were to kill him, the imperial family would not have considered it. There probably would be no greater justification than that.

Also – Cheonma will kill Seolhonbaeknyeo and my close friend’s granddaughter. Even if you saw them once when they were babies, it is impossible to cut off that blood relationship.

So it was natural that he would be in conflict with Cheonma.

Well, even if that’s not it.

The speculation about Kwon-Jun’s power was boiling high.

Hey, every time. Should I find a reason not to fight?

Cheonma checked Kwonjon’s condition. The unstable prayer that did not match the increased fighting spirit. In addition, there was a clear hole on his shoulder.

“Can you fight?”

“I think it’s the same for you too.”

The blood on my face that Cheonma had wiped still remained. Cheonma was also unstable. The power that Changjon poured out on her while risking his life had left her with severe internal injuries.

Beep- The ringing in her ears still lingered. Yojae Jinma stood next to Cheonma, who was reading Kwonjon’s lips and judging his words.

“How dare you.”

Yo Jae Jin Ma. He, who was once a footnote of a certain angle, revealed his madness without hiding it.

“Do you think you can go against the will of the Heavenly Demon?”

“What could possibly not be possible?”

The bloody sword fell next to Kwon-Jun with a cheerful tone. His murderous intent, which he stroked with a smile on his face, was directed at Yojae Jin-Ma.

“The ghost of the magician I thought was dead a long time ago… It must be fun to cut it.”

Unlike Kwon-Jun, there were no serious injuries to the Gwang-Hyeol-Gwae-Geom. When he, who had been consistently overwhelming the Yong-Sal-Geom and the Bulpae-Ma-Geom, aimed his sword, the face of Yo-Jae-Jin-Ma became even more fierce.

“This is why the Central Plains are so fun. Isn’t that right, friends?”

The Gwanghyeolgoegeom looked at me and said. There stood the Yongsalgeom, the Invincible Demon Sword, and the people he had just tried to kill.

“…”

They didn’t answer the Gwanghyeol Demon Sword, but they were still glaring at the Yojae Jinma. In particular, the murderous intent of the Invincible Demon Sword was viciously strong.

Death to the General. Those angry eyes were filled with Seolhonbaeknyeo and the Invincible Demon Sword.

“hmm.”

Cheonma sighed. Even now, his head hurt. Could there be a better situation to kill that child than now?

‘I should have trained in martial arts…’

Even for her, it would have been difficult to invade Beijing alone. Moreover, she had a family.

A very weak family. Cheonma did not want to lose the affection he felt for them.

Cheonma looked at Seolhonbaeknyeo.

“Your memories flow into my dreams countless times. Likewise, the child of the thousand mountains also throws fragments of emotions at me every day.”

There was compassion in Cheonma’s eyes.

“One lived in solitude filled with humans, and the other lived as a puppet who killed people by drinking countless amounts of human blood. And yet, you mourn the death of the one who made you like this.”

Despite Cheonma’s words, the anger in Seolhonbaeknyeo’s eyes did not disappear. Cheonma shook his head.

“I don’t know if it’s because I’m unhappy because I’ve inherited my fate, or if my blood flows into those children… I really don’t know.”

Cheonma turned her back. Yojaejinma followed her.

“The worst of the worst is dead, but the unwanted murderous intent still resides in my head. I will not hesitate to stop those voices.”

Cheonma glanced at Kwonjon.

“Your disciple, no, my disciple… the child you are hiding, too.”

And so the Heavenly Horse disappeared. All that remained were the warriors of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion and the warriors of the Yellow Dragon Gate who had stopped their swords due to the sudden intrusion of someone.

“How did it work out! I want to drink alcohol to survive like this.”

As the Gwanghyeolgoegeom spoke, not putting his sword back into its scabbard, Kwonjon smirked and looked at the prince.

“I think there’s some accounting left between us, don’t you think?”

The prince brushed back his flowing hair. His tired face also had a hint of melancholy.

“…of course.”

**

Yongwoon wiped his forehead in the rattling carriage.

“How did it work out?”

Yongwoon sighed and said. He crumpled the letter in his hand.

The price of saving the prince’s life was not small. No matter how much Kwon-Jun was the enemy, since it happened in front of countless people, the prince’s killing Kwon-Jun was an act that would lower his status to the ground.

What Kwon-Jun received from the prince was to repel the Hwangryongmun’s offensive against the Sadoryeon. Of course, since Kwon-Jun had driven out those from the Black Road, it was a condition that no more accidents would occur, but the prince agreed.

As Kwon-Jun wrote at the end, the prince’s secret force was heading towards his granddaughter.

It is said that there were also imperial troops stationed on the border attacking the headquarters of Gwangju and Gwangseo, so if the crown prince had time, the Sado League could have collapsed.

“The guy who was after my granddaughter is now backing down?”

Yongwoon shook his head at Danghye’s words next to him.

“Changjondo is dead and the damage to the Hwangryongmun is not small. Before the arrival of Cheonma, the resistance of the Cheondo Sword Sect was not easy, so if you look closely, it can be said that Cheonma saved the Hwangryongmun.”

The prince should have slowly tightened the Heavenly Sword. Even if the Kwon-Jun came, he should have shaken their spirit by striking their main base, and he should have slowly tightened the neck of the Jeong-Pa as well.

It didn’t work out. All the variables started to change as the Great Battle of Jeongma ended too quickly.

Yongwoon brushed my hand. Kwonjon said – Cheonma knows that he is hiding Serin.

It was only natural that she would come soon. I had to prepare for it.

“The authority said he would come here.”

“To face the Heavenly Horse?”

“Yes. I don’t know when it will come, but it will come eventually. I will also check on your shoulder injury.”

Two carriages were heading towards a valley. The carriage in the back row had a mysterious curtain inside it, and the carriage in front had a man and a woman lying down.

In the carriage in the back row were Seongmuha, Eunhuimok, and an old man along with Seorin.

dripping-

“We have arrived.”

Yongwoon stepped out of the door at the sound of a voice without any highs or lows. When he flicked a gold coin at the coachman who was looking at him expressionlessly, the two coachmen waved their hands.

“The Lord said not to take money-”

“Just take it. I’m giving it only to you.”

The groomsmen glanced at each other, nodded, and disappeared while spreading out their magic. Dang-hye laughed in vain.

“Hao Wenzhou is really trying to catch your eye.”

“It can’t be helped since my wife, who was a blind prostitute, keeps getting sick again. Even if that weren’t the case… my position is where it is now.”

Clang. The door of the second carriage opened.

“Wow, so this is what the Blood Sea Valley feels like! It’s my first time seeing it with my own eyes.”

What came out was an old man wearing a white robe and a crown. The old man smiling and waving his fan was Hyeon Yang-jin.

An elder skilled in sorcery and tactics even within the shaman sect. As befitting his title, his impression was mysterious and mystical, with a feeling of a god.

“Was this the base of the Macheondan?”

Blood Sea Valley, originally called Cheongungok (靑雲谷), is one of the valleys of Xi’an. It is not a place with much charm, and tall, thick trees grow densely on the steep cliffs, so it is not a place where many people come and go.

Of course, it was not only because of that that there was not much traffic, but also because of the Machundan that was originally located there.

The Ma-do sect, Ma-cheon-dan, one of the ten demons. Their Cheong-ungok, which boasted of its powerful influence and reigned as the ruler of Seoan, was destroyed by Man-sal-bu-gwae and his father, the king.

The net they had created at that time became their grave, and this Cheongungok Valley was called Hyeolhaegok Valley, and even more people stopped coming.

Hyun Yang-jin knelt down and touched the soil with his hands. Eun Hui-mok crouched down next to him.

“What did it look like?”

“I don’t feel anything. No life, no energy… no magic.”

“That is indeed so. The influence of the Macheondan was strong, and their words were also not good. However, after twenty years, the aftereffects disappeared. That is how the world of martial arts and humankind is.”

Hyun Yang-jin spoke warmly as if he was teaching his disciple.

“No matter how high the power of man may reach to the heavens, it cannot match nature. As time passes and the bones disappear, nature remains. The vital energy circulates without ceasing, and in the end, everything flows according to its natural course.”

“In the end, does that mean that all living things have limitations?”

“It’s fleeting. But that doesn’t mean human life is meaningless. You and I are clearly alive and breathing, living each day and each moment differently. Human life is so short, unlike nature, that it’s beautiful and intense.”

Hyun Yang Jin smiled brightly as he stroked Eun Hui Mok’s head. Seong Mu Ha appeared behind him, wrapping his arms around Seo Rin’s shoulders.

Hyun Yang Jin looked at Yong Yun and said.

“I will keep the secret. It is the only thing I can say to you who saved Hwimok and the Jeongpa.”

“What I suggested was.”

“It’s going smoothly. If I can’t even do that, what can I do? Hehe.”

Hyun Yang Jin smiled brightly. There was a faint excitement and elation in his eyes. His eyes, which had been trained in Taoism by opening his upper abdomen with all his might, contained an energy similar to that of Hwi Mok.

“Furthermore, this formation… is something I’ve always wanted to try out for real at least once.”

Hyun Yang-jin said, rolling up his sleeves.

**

I open my eyes. It’s still dark. It’s close to pitch black, but not quite an abyss, because my eyes, accustomed to the darkness, can see the red liquid beneath my feet.

And the corpse too.

Ah, it was a dream. Seolhonbaeknyeo knew right away. It was a dream she had had dozens of times, and it was also her past.

There is nothing I can do. I can only quietly watch the nightmare repeat endlessly.

The dream self slowly got up. His mouth was tightly shut, and his physique was much smaller than his current self.

Slung. The young girl picked up the small stone sword that was lying next to her.

It was time to eat.