Twelve Heavenly Moon - Chapter 141



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Chapter 10. Breaking the Heavens

Roll!

The moment the veil fell from the face of the Immortal King, the deep valleys of Cheonmang Valley began to shake as if an earthquake had suddenly occurred.

The center of that great movement was the empty space where the Immortal King and the Absolute Three Thousand were gathered.

Phew!

The wind that blew in time with the vibration of the shaking canyon scattered the fog that filled the canyon in all directions.

The morning sunlight was shining down on the deep valley of Cheonmang Valley, where the fog had cleared. Of course, because the valleys were so deep and connected like a spider web, there weren’t many places where sunlight reached the bottom of the valley.

One of them was a vacant lot where the Immortal King was.

The dazzling sunlight momentarily blinded my eyes, requiring time to adjust to the light.

In contrast to the bright light pouring down, the faces of Yun Zhong Xue Gon and Myeong An Yi Jo suddenly darkened.

The changing fog and the shaking of the ground tell us that human power is changing the terrain here.

It means that the organs are spread out. That means that this place is a trap.

And what made them even more nervous was that the person who created this trap was the immortal Nawang.

The two-armed Honma Chang, and the immortal Nawang who subdued him and dragged them here. He is a figure that even the self-proclaimed absolute three thousand people, such as Myeong-an Lee Jo and Yun Jung-hak Gon, cannot help but be nervous about.

It wasn’t just because he was known as one of the top ten masters in the world.

What they feared was the immortal Nawang’s personality. He was a man who would not back down, a man with a strong personality to the point of being self-righteous, and a man who had no hesitation in anything since leaving Song Jia Jang.

But there is something even scarier than that.

That means he is from the Murim Alliance’s Shin Eung-jo.

Although Shin Eung-jo was moved by the Guisan Wangjeon, it was known that Shin Eung-jo’s masters had more trust in the Immortal Nawang than in the Wangjeon.

Although he left Shin Eung-jo for Song Ga-jang, the power of trust he had formed during the Chil-ma Rebellion still lived in Shin Eung-jo.

If he set this trap, it means that Shin Eung-jo may have been involved in this.

Then there is the Murim Alliance behind it.

And… what was more worrying was that Honma Chang agreed to this.

Who is behind the Honma window?

Ma-Meng was there.

“This is difficult.”

Myeong-an Lee Jo frowned and muttered.

“I see. It seems like we’re in a really tough situation.”

Yun Zhong-hak said with an uneasy expression.

“First… let’s call the children.”

When Myeong-an Lee Jo spoke, Yun Zhong-hak Gon nodded and turned around slightly.

Then, the scholar-official Jongseon seemed to hesitate for a moment, then took out a small iron bow from his bosom and fired an arrow into the air.

Wedge!

A black arrow flew towards the eastern sky until it disappeared from view.

Then, Unhak, the heavenly guest who had come to escort King Myeong-an Lee Jo, also fired an arrow into the morning sky.

Beep!

Even the arrows shot by the heavenly messenger Unhak produced a sharp cracking sound that could be heard hundreds of yards away.

Honma Chang, who was watching the two people like that, asked the Immortal King.

“They called the heavenly guests and secret agents. Can you handle it?”

“Of course.”

The immortal king answered.

Naturally, his answer was heard by Yun Zhong-hak Gon and Myeong-an Lee Jo as well.

“Can you handle our children?”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon asked.

“If you already knew about its existence, wouldn’t you have prepared for it?”

“Hehehe, just because you knew about their existence doesn’t mean you knew about their abilities. Probably… no amount of preparation will be able to stop them. And once those kids move, your traps won’t be of any use. No, actually, you don’t even need those kids. If it’s just the two of us, no traps will work.”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon spoke with a cold murderous look on his face.

Then the immortal King answered indifferently.

“This trap was not created to subdue you. As I said before, this was prepared to make you admit with your own mouths the evil deeds you have committed in the past and present in the martial arts world.”

These are the people whose secrets were the absolute three thousand, and whose very existence was a secret.

Moreover, if the actions of those who have done so, incited the Chilma Rebellion, ruled the martial arts world from the shadows, and attempted to cause another great rebellion in the martial arts world simply because they were free, become known to the martial arts world, it would mean their downfall.

There was something more frightening than death, the thought of their honor and authority no longer remaining in the world. Being branded as the ugliest villain in the history of martial arts by Jeong Sa-yang-do was in fact more frightening than death itself.

“bloke!”

From Myeong-an Lee Jo’s mouth flowed harsh curses that were impossible to imagine coming from him.

At that moment, the immortal King looked into the empty space and shouted.

“Now, you all must have heard. How did it all begin, when the martial arts world was divided into factions and thousands of people fought, shedding blood? Of course, there have been factional confrontations in the past, and the fights will continue in the future. But at least, shouldn’t the fights be a game to appease someone’s boredom?”

Yeah, yeah!

As the Immortal King shouted, another huge echo occurred and the surrounding terrain began to change again.

The cliffs of the canyon, which seemed to have existed since the beginning, disappeared here and there as if they had collapsed.

Flat spaces appeared here and there between the collapsed cliffs.

And above them, the masters of the realm were staring at the three people in the empty space, the absolute three thousand, with expressions of shock and anger.

This amazing change seemed to be something that even the Absolute Three Thousand could not have imagined. Not only Yun Zhong Xue Gon and Ming An Yi Jo, but even Honma Chang, who had been brought here by the Immortal Na Wang, could not hide his bewildered expression.

“What is this?”

Honma Chang asked the immortal Nawang.

“This is our gift to reveal your true identity to the world.”

The immortal king said.

“How on earth is this……?”

Honma Chang looked around as if he couldn’t understand it at all.

The surroundings were completely different from when they first entered this space.

Several of the valleys that connected to the vacant lot had disappeared, leaving only three valleys connected to the vacant lot.

There were also huge stone slabs standing all over the place, like sheets of ice, and their purpose was quickly revealed.

“Myung-an… Is everything you just said really true?”

The person asking is Hangbul, a Shaolin monk who is one of the five great martial artists.

However, even though he was in a place where he could see the empty lot, the distance was at least a hundred feet. Nevertheless, Hangbul’s voice was heard clearly as if he was speaking right next to him.

The stone slabs standing here and there in the middle of the valley acted as soundboards to ensure that the conversations taking place in this open space could be clearly heard by the masters of Jeongsa Yangdo who were hidden a hundred or so steps away.

“This is cunning!”

Instead of answering the question, Myeong-an Lee Jo turned his head and glared at the immortal Na-wang.

“You insult me ​​too much. Cunning… Isn’t cunning a word more suitable for you who have deceived the world and caused a bloody war?”

The immortal king responded curtly.

Then, Myeong-an Lee Jo stopped opening his mouth and glared at the immortal King Na with his boiling anger concentrated in his eyes.

Then suddenly he looked at the window and said.

“Macheon, I think you should give up.”

“You’re going to leave me to die and find a way to live?”

“It’s an inevitable situation. However, I promise you one thing. After the two of us leave this place, I will definitely take revenge on you. Not just against the Twelve Heavenly Sects, but against the world. After I wash the world clean with blood, I will form the martial arts world with only those who acknowledge that the name of the Absolute Three Thousand is above humans. At that time, your successor, the Lord of the New Demon Sect, will also be with you in the name of the Three Thousand.”

These are cold and sober words.

It was also a fearful statement. To wash the world with blood and purify it and then create a world of the Absolute Three Thousand on top of it meant ultimately killing thousands of martial artists.

Moreover, it was no longer a game, but a practical purpose to rule over the martial arts world.

“Huh… Do as you wish. But there is one thing, that child will not agree with you. As I said before, do you know who made my arm like this?”

Honma Chang asked Ijo.

For a moment, a look of distrust appeared on Lee Jo’s face.

“Could it be… that this is the work of the new demon lord?”

Lee Jo asked back with a look of bewilderment.

“exactly.”

Honma Chang answered.

“Why on earth……?”

Lee Jo asked again with a face that showed he couldn’t understand.

Honma looked at the immortal King. It seemed like he was asking if he could reveal the identity of the Red Moon.

Then Nawang opened his mouth instead.

“The new demon lord is our man before being his disciple.”

“Us? Could it be the Twelve Heavenly Gates?”

“exactly.”

“But how……?”

“Macheon made a deal with us. He would give his martial arts and divine spirit to the new demon lord and make him a member of the Demon Alliance, and he would prevent the great conflict between the political and military factions and stop the great disaster that would destroy the martial arts world. In return, he… would not only save his life, but also get revenge on those who brought him to this point. Of course, he only realized a little while ago that he had been tricked.”

The immortal king looked at the Honma window.

Then, Honma Chang suddenly burst into laughter.

“Ahahahaha! Hahaha! That’s right. I, the great Honma Chang, fell for that simple trick. Hahahaha!”

“It wasn’t us who deceived you. It was you. You couldn’t accept that someone other than the Absolute Three Thousand had defeated you. That’s why you believed in something that you could have doubted if you thought about it a little.”

The immortal king spoke coldly.

Then, from afar, the scholar Jongseon spoke.

“It looks like he told him that I was the one who attacked him.”

Na-wang nodded at the words of the scholar-official Jong-seon.

“That’s right. And in fact, that’s not entirely wrong. You’re the one who created the opportunity for the Blood Moon Night. That’s where this downfall began, so ultimately… aren’t you one of the people behind this?”

The king asked coldly.

Then, Haksagum Jongseon sighed deeply.

“Huh… I won’t deny it. If it’s karma, then it is karma. Of course, it was Macheon who caused the Blood Moon Night, but it is true that I pushed my brothers into the pit of death. But… Do you know that?”

“What are you talking about?”

The king asked back.

“Even I couldn’t control these gentlemen and prevented my brothers from dying in the twelve regions. So now the martial arts world is really in trouble. These gentlemen… are really scary.”

The scholar Jongseon said, pointing to Yunjunghak Gon and Myeongan Ijo.

Then the king smiled broadly.

“You too must know one thing.”

“……?”

The bachelor’s degree examiner asked with his eyes.

“It was precisely this fear, this very fear that they were absolute beings, that kept you from them. That is why the heroes of the Twelve Provinces died, and revenge was never even dreamed of. But look.”

“Ugh!”

In an instant, a painful groan burst out from the mouth of Honma Chang in front of Nawang.

One of Nawang’s hands was pressing down on his head.

The powerful force that surged through his hands caused Honma Chang to continue to groan in pain.

“Huh!”

After the King of Na, who had been tormenting Honma Chang for some time, took his hands off his head, Honma Chang let out a loud gasp and fell to the ground.

At first glance, he looked like he had fainted, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were not yet clear. He was simply too exhausted to raise his head, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

Na-wang, who had driven Honma Chang to the brink of fainting, looked at the scholar’s sword and continued speaking.

“Iza was once a member of the Three Thousand. The Three Thousand you fear so much. So much so that you couldn’t do anything even if you gave up one arm. But now, with both arms cut off, he’s writhing in pain, and in order to survive, he’s invited the Two Thousand of the same root into this trap. Do you know what these facts mean?”

The king asked.

Then, the face of the scholar Jongseon turned red.

For a moment, he felt ashamed at Nawang’s words. He realized that the absolute three thousand that he had feared and admired so much were just mere humans who screamed in pain and betrayed their comrades in order to survive.

In the situation where I saw the wretched appearance of Honma Chang, I could not refute Nawang’s criticism.

As the silence continued, Nawang spoke again.

“Now that it has been confirmed that these are humans, one thing can be confirmed.”

“……?”

Jongseon looked at Nawang.

“I’m saying that these guys will die here today.”

“however…….”

Jongseon shook his head.

Even if nothing else, the martial arts of Myeong-an Lee Jo and Unjunghak Gon were still a fearsome matter.

“No one can take on the entire martial arts world. No matter how great a master you are. Now, everyone, please come here. Put aside the Jeongsa War for a moment and present the end to those who have been teasing the martial arts world for a long time with your own hands.”

The Immortal King shouted as he looked at the masters of Jeongsa Yangdo gathered in the south and north.

Then, the masters of Jeongsa Yangdo began to run into the arena, emitting cold murderous aura.

“I must collect the debt of my son who died in Cheonsan!”

The first person to arrive in the arena and attack Yun Zhong Xue Gon was the leader of the Manmu Society, Sang Ji Son.

He lost his son, Sang-Wang, who was his successor, in Cheonsan Bloodshed.

Of course, there were many people who killed the situation, but since the person who led the incident was revealed to be Yun Zhonghak Gon, the target of revenge had to be Yun Zhonghak Gon.

Kuoo!

The powerful aerodynamic force created a sphere that was almost a meter long. Then, the sphere fell directly onto Yunzhonghak Gon’s head.

It was a martial art worthy of the master of Cheonhagupae and Manmuhoe. The intense sword energy seemed to absorb even the surrounding light.

“What a lowly thing!”

A sneer of contempt escaped from Yunzhonghak Gon’s mouth as he faced the pottery of the Manmuhoeju Sangjison.

And at that moment, his hand moved lightly. Before he knew it, a small sword was in his hand. It was a short sword, a length of one foot, the kind that children or women of the boudoir might use, but it was also fast as light.

months!

Yun Zhong-hak Gon dodged the sword energy of Sang Ji-son by stepping to the side and drew his sword with extreme speed.

Zzz!

A loud cracking sound shook the room.

“100 million!”

And then a single scream erupted.

Following the scream, the two halves of the upper limb were seen, and the upper limb was quickly pushed back while spraying blood.

“Leave your life behind.”

Yunzhonghak Gon reached out his hand towards Sangjison, who was staggering as the sword was cut and his chest was cut.

Then his arm seemed to extend like a fingernail and in an instant he grabbed Sangjison by the neck.

“Ugh!”

A loud groan burst out from Sangjison’s mouth as his neck was subdued. However, even that groan did not last long. The moment Yunzhonghak Gon injected his true energy into his hand, Sangjison’s neck snapped like a reed.

dump!

No matter how skilled a person is, a broken neck cannot survive.

Without even being able to scream properly, Sangjison, the leader of the Gupae clan, fell in front of Yunzhonghak Gon.

“ah!”

The repercussions of Sangjison’s meaningless death were not small.

The footsteps of the masters of Jeong Sa-yang-do who were rushing towards Myeong-an Lee-jo and Un-jung-hak Gon stopped as if they had made a promise.

Fear spread contagiously across their faces.

“Who dares block our way?”

Yun Zhong Xue Gon growled softly.

The sound seemed to spread all the way to the end of Cheonmang Valley.

The power of the sound made some of the masters hesitate and step back.

“Today, I will bury everything. If you do not block the way, there will be no death. And soon, in the name of the Absolute Three Thousand, no, now in the name of the Absolute Two Thousand, I will call you. At that time… Remember. Those who do not respond to the call of heaven will be used as bloody fertilizer for the new birth of martial arts! Let’s go.”

Myeong-an Lee Jo made threats that did not befit his reputation as the pillar of the Jeongpa faction, and spoke to Yun Zhong-hak Gon.

Then, Yun Zhong-hak Gon nodded and started walking.

The masters of Jeongsa Yangdo were astonished by the martial arts and poisonous mind of Yun Zhong Xue Gon, who broke the neck of the Manmuhoeju Sang Ji Son in just one second, and did not dare to block him.

But there are always exceptional people in the world.

Especially for the Twelve Thousand Heavenly Kings who had created this trap, now was a time when they absolutely could not back down.

“You can’t go.”

As expected, the one who stopped the two people first was the immortal Na-Wang.

“Do you dare… think that the empty title of one of the ten greatest martial artists in the world will protect you? Just wait quietly. I will soon come to punish you for plotting this!”

Myeong-an Lee Jo spoke as if giving orders.

“If you said that, did you think I, the immortal King, would get scared and retreat?”

“Someone like you?”

“Of course I’m not the only one.”

As soon as Na Wang finished speaking, Jeokwol, who had transformed into the form of the new demon lord, and Hwandong, who followed him like a shadow, walked forward.

Then, from the other side of the valley, King Ja-Wang Sa-Song and King Yu-Wang Se-Ri also appeared.

Aside from them, no other twelve celestial masters were visible.

“Is this all? Is there nothing more?”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon asked with a sneer.

Then, this time, some of the masters of the Murim Alliance took action.

“Even I cannot let you go.”

This is the Shaolin monk Hangbul.

“Me too. I’m a member of the Five Lines…….”

The shaman’s black tortoise, Do Won-myeong, also came out with the Buddha.

Then, the expressions of Myeong-an Lee Jo and Unjunghak Gon also changed. It seemed that they thought that at least for Lee In who had risen to the ranks of the Five Immortals of the Martial Arts Academy and the Immortal Nawang, this was a situation that they had to be careful about.

Of course, they were still confident that they could get out of this situation.

“Ambassador… Shaolin will not be touched under any circumstances……”

Myeong-an Lee Jo said while looking at the fire.

It’s a kind of deal. It means that I will guarantee Shaolin’s safety, so get out of this.

But Hangbul rejected the offer outright.

“Shaolin… has never backed down from protecting the justice of the martial arts world. Also… many of Shaolin’s family members have already died. During the last Seven Horse Rebellion……”

Lee Jo’s expression turned cold at the refusal of the request.

“Ambassador, you will regret this decision today. Shaolin itself may disappear from the martial arts world.”

“Your Majesty, you really don’t know much about Shaolin. Shaolin’s history will never be ended by outsiders. To be honest, in the deep caves of Sungsan, there are many masters whose realm even I, Hangbul, who have earned the false name of the Five Immortals of Martial Arts, cannot dare to measure. I guarantee that no one in the martial arts world will dare to trespass on Shaolin where they reside.”

A proud self-esteem flows from the face of Hangbul, who speaks of Shaolin’s power. He is by no means speaking falsehood.

“hmm…….”

A slurred voice came out of Leejo’s mouth.

The power of Shaolin that Hangbul spoke of was something even he could not have imagined.

However, he did not believe Hangbul’s words at face value. He still believed that his own power and that of Yunzhong Xue Kun were beyond human standards.

“If that’s true, then there’s nothing we can do. We have no choice but to test whether you and Shaolin really have the strength to handle us! Let’s go.”

While Lee Jo was warning Hang Bul, he shouted at Yun Zhong Xuan Gon.

Then, Yunzhonghak Gon flew.

Swish!

Yun Zhong Xue’s sudden movement caused his body to be moved a dozen chapters away in an instant.

No one could stop his sudden movements and quick magic.

But it was different a dozen chapters later.

“Old man, where are you going?”

Wedge!

A single sharp blast scratched Gon, the Unjunghak, who was trying to escape the encirclement of the martial artists.

“hmm!”

A soft sigh escaped from Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s mouth.

Because the attack of the one who attacked him was very sharp.

But it is not an attack that Yun Zhong Xue Gon can handle.

Pot!

Yun Zhong Xue’s sword cut through the air. It was the sword that cut down Manmu Hoeju’s Sang Ji Son in one fell swoop.

“Eek!”

The one who had blocked Yun Zhong Xue’s steps stepped back in surprise.

months!

The sword of Yunzhonghak Gon narrowly passed through the hem of the man’s clothes.

“Oh my.”

A frightened voice came out of the mouth of the man, Ja-Wang Sa-Song.

It was a disaster that I was very careful about, but couldn’t stop the hem of my clothes from getting cut off.

Moreover, Sasong was proud of having the fastest feet in the world. Naturally, he could not help but fear the martial arts of Yunzhong Xue Gon.

“You little rat!”

Although Yun Zhong-hak Gon cut off the hem of his clothes, he was angry that he could not cut down the pine tree, so he quickly closed the distance between himself and the pine tree with a light jump.

Then he swung his short sword and unleashed his sword energy towards Sasong’s crown.

Pot!

Rather than being powerful, the sword energy of the Unjunghak Gon was more like shooting arrows made of light, and it was so sharp that even Sasong could not dodge it.

Sasong quickly lifted the hook-shaped cavalry with a fearful look in his eyes and turned his head to the side.

But at that moment, a loud crash occurred in a completely unexpected place.

bang!

months!

With a loud noise, the sword energy of the Unjunghak Gon passed by, cutting through Sasong’s hair.

“Oh my!”

Sasong took another five or six steps back, relieved that his head wasn’t pierced.

And he quickly prepared for the second attack of Yunzhonghak Gon, but Yunzhonghak Gon did not attack Sasong anymore.

Instead, he turned his gaze strangely towards the figure who had interrupted his attack.

“Are you… the new demon lord?”

The one who struck Yunzhonghak Gon’s sword energy hard and shook the attack on Sasong was Jeokwol.

“That’s how it is now.”

“Right now…? So that means that face isn’t your original face.”

“I tried my hand at acting as his disciple.”

The red moon answered.

“His disciple… It was a good opportunity, so why did he do this?”

What I mean is, wouldn’t it be better to just live as Honma’s disciple?

“I can’t leave the world to madmen, can I? I can’t be one of those madmen. And besides… I owe you a deep favor.”

The red moon answered.

“Eunwon… Are you also one of the Twelve Heavenly Gates? The Twelve Heavenly Gates are the Blood Moon, so you cannot be free from that matter.”

“That’s right.”

Jeokwol answered without denying.

Then, Yun Zhong-hak Gon was lost in thought for a moment, then suddenly looked at the scholar’s sword and asked.

“Will you take care of it?”

“Who are you talking about?”

“That guy.”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon pointed to Sasong.

Then, the bachelor’s degree examiner Jongseon shook his head.

“That would be difficult.”

“Then what about this guy?”

This time, Yun Zhong Xue Gon pointed to Jeokwol.

“That might be possible.”

Even though they are from the same Twelve Heavenly Gate, the King Ja-Wang Sa-Song, who is like a sworn brother, and the unknown Jeok-Wol have different meanings to the Scholar Sword Jong-Seon.

“Okay. Then let’s finish this quickly. And don’t blame me later for killing the author. It was inevitable.”

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Yun Zhong-hak Gon pointed to Sasong and said.

Then, Haksageom Jongseon sighed and shouted at Sasong.

“Ouch, back off.”

“Hehehe, that can’t be.”

“Don’t take life lightly.”

“Hahaha, that doesn’t sound like something someone who has watched thousands of people die under the shadow of the absolute three thousand would say.”

The song was full of noise.

“Ugh… There’s nothing I can do. It’s just fate.”

Bachelor’s degree candidate Jongseon gave up on persuasion.

Then, Yun Zhong-hak Gon approached Sasong again and said.

“You won’t get lucky twice.”

“Damn… That’s right. That’s why I’m worried, actually!”

Sasong muttered, not hiding his fear.

“Please help your uncle.”

Jeokwol spoke to Hwandong, who was standing there blankly.

This is because he thought that it would be impossible for Sasong alone, or even with the help of King Yu, to deal with Yunzhonghak Gon.

“I am…….”

Hwan-dong mumbled as if he wanted to be next to Jeok-wol.

“I’m fine. That’s enough.”

Jeokwol smiled and said to Hwandong.

Then Hwan-dong answered with a look of displeasure on his face.

“Okay. I’ll go kill that old man and come back. Just wait a minute!”

The moment Hwan-dong’s natural and innocent words made Hak-sa-geom Jong-seon look bewildered, Hwan-dong moved.

“Old man, come play with me!”

Kwaaaa!

It was just one leap.

With that leap, Hwan-dong rose to the height of three quarters of a meter and shook off the iron club as if struck by lightning from a clear sky.

Kkwarung!

A real lightning strike came from the iron club of the illusion.

And the lightning struck Yun Zhong Xuan, startling Gon.

“Ugh!”

Urgency flowed out from the mouth of Gon, the flying cloud crane.

Zzz!

In the meantime, the club of Hwandong, which had come closer, fell on the head of Yunzhonghak Gon.

Zzz!

The sword that Yunzhong Xue Gon raised at a speed invisible to the human eye collided with the iron club of the illusionist.

“Ugh!”

“profit!”

At that moment, the two of them let out a sound of difficulty almost at the same time. Yun Zhong-hak Gon’s sound was mixed with pain, and Hwan-dong’s sound was gritting his teeth to exert more strength.

Phew!

Yun Zhong Xuan’s legs dug into the ground up to his ankles.

This is the moment when the power of the vibration that presses down on him is clearly revealed.

At that moment, taking advantage of the gap, Ja-Wang Sa-Song approached Yun-Jung-Hak Gon like lightning and swung his hook-shaped cavalry.

“You villain! Die!”

Pot!

The moment the sharp energy extending from the cavalry was about to cut off Yunzhonghak Gon’s back, Yunzhonghak Gon rolled his body to the right.

months!

In the meantime, Sasong’s cavalry slashed Yunzhonghak Gon’s back and side.

Of course, since Yun Zhong Xue Gon was moving, he wasn’t fatally wounded, but a lot of blood started to seep out of his back.

“These guys!”

An unbearable, fierce roar burst out from Yunzhonghak Gon’s mouth as he avoided the attacks of Hwandong and Jawang Sasong in a shameful posture.

“I’ll kill you all!”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon raised his sword to chest height and shouted.

Then Hwandong answered calmly.

“You will die first.”

The bachelor swordsman Jongseon was watching the fight between Yunzhonghak Gon, Hwandong, and Sasong with an expression of utter disbelief.

Despite Yunzhonghak Gon’s anger, the fight was getting longer. Hwandong’s martial arts were amazing, and he was showing off martial arts skills on par with Yunzhonghak Gon.

And Sasong relentlessly attacked the weak points that Yunzhonghak Gon exposed while fighting Hwandong.

“Let’s… start too. It seems like they’ve started too.”

Jeokwol said to Haksageom Jongseon, who was distracted by the fight between Yunjunghak and Gon.

In the place he pointed to, the immortal Nawang, the Shaolin Buddha, and the shaman Tao Yuanming were attacking Ming An Yijo.

The hidden martial arts of Myeongan Leejo were thrilling, and he was able to maintain balance in the fight while fighting against the three strongest people in the martial arts world.

But even so, it seemed unlikely that Myeong-an Lee Jo would escape the palace.

The three absolute masters were too strong of an opponent for that.

“Whew… Am I the one who has to create the opportunity in the end?”

Jongseon sighed.

The fight between Myeong-an Lee Jo and Unjunghak Gon was not easy, so it was time for him to find his own escape route.

“Can that be possible?”

Jeokwol asked bluntly.

“Back off. I don’t want to kill you. You’re a Twelve Thousand Gate person.”

The bachelor’s degree candidate Jongseon said.

“Well, don’t ask me if I could be killed. If I were to be killed by you, would the people of the Twelve Thousand Gates have left you to me alone?”

Jeokwol asked back.

In that moment, the face of the bachelor’s inspector stiffened. This was because he realized that it wasn’t just a matter of curiosity.

The people who know the power of the scholar sword Jongseon better than anyone else are Immortal Nawang, Jawang Sasong, and Yuwang Seori.

But none of them come to help this young man who is acting like a new demon.

That meant they believed in interest.

“Who… are you?”

The bachelor’s degree examiner asked again.

“You’ll find out later. After I make you kneel under my hands… I’ll just tell you that I’m one of the people who did that to Honma. So, I hope you do your best, Haksa-geom. If you want to preserve at least your remaining arm!”

Jeokwol drew his sword and gave a cold warning.

At that moment, the bachelor’s sword master took a step back without realizing it.

For a moment a look of wonder crossed his face.

A feeling of emptiness, a heaviness like a mountain, a sharp murderous spirit like the north wind in the middle of winter… all of these were flowing out from one person at the same time.

As a master of martial arts, Haksa Geom is in an unbelievable situation.

Of course, Jeokwol did not intentionally emit those energies.

It was just a natural energy created by the martial arts energy that permeated his body, the martial arts of the Fire Pulse, the Sword God Baekchosan, and the Honma Spear.

Thud thud!

The red moon approached the confused terminal with brisk strides.

He seemed to have no fear or hesitation, which meant he was confident in facing the Bachelor’s Degree.

“Be careful.”

If there had been no Blood Moon, he would have been called Sa-baek or Baek-bu. Jeok-wol reached out his hand to him.

Pot!

This is Honma’s diary of a disaster.

At that moment, Jongseon also came to his senses.

Wham!

As Jongseon took a step to the side, the red moon’s lightning flash passed in front of Jongseon by a span.

In an instant, Jongseon stood sideways and swung his sword horizontally.

yes!

A dazzling sword energy split Jeokwol’s waist along with a heavy black sound that arose from the sword.

Jeokwol lifted his sword and slightly avoided Jongseon’s sword. It was Baekchosan’s Geumgang sword.

Jiing!

There was a irritating friction sound, and Jongseon’s sword energy was pushed away by Jeokwol’s sword and scattered into the air.

“Ihwa grafting! Good. I want to see more of your martial arts, but I have to end this fight early.”

While Jongseon praised Jeokwol’s martial arts, he leaped into the air and slashed Jeokwol with his sword more than ten times.

Papa Pot!

The rays of light created by the black energy covered the red moon like a net.

This is a sword net that only masters who have reached the absolute realm can create.

It was an attack that the bachelor’s sword master Jongseon put all his strength into, as the situation in the room was urgent and he wanted to decide the outcome in one go.

But in that net, Jeokwol was at ease.

Even within the powerful sword net of Jongseon, Jeokwol calmly swung his sword, just like a fish swimming in calm water.

Yeah, yeah!

In contrast to Jeokwol’s relaxed appearance, a fierce frictional sound like rocks being ground came from Jeokwol’s sword clashing with Jongseon’s sword net.

Then, Jongseon’s sword net, which no master could escape, passed by him without even touching the hem of Jeokwol’s clothes.

It was as if the black magic that had formed a net was avoiding the red moon on its own.

“Who the hell are you…?”

Jongseon was momentarily shocked and disillusioned when the attack he had poured almost all his strength into failed miserably.

And the Red Moon did not miss Jongseon’s gap.

Pot!

The Red Moon Sword moved quickly and briefly.

Then, a single ray of black energy stabbed Jongseon’s chest at a speed faster than light.

“omg!”

Jong-seon gasped for breath as if he had been punched in the stomach rather than stabbed by a sword.

His chest was dyed red with the blood that flowed out late.

“…What the heck is this….”

Jongseon couldn’t believe what had happened to him.

He was proud of his martial arts skills that he could handle even the absolute three thousand. However, he ended up giving his body to a young man who looked to be in his early thirties.

“My master said so. Even a master who underestimates his opponent can be stabbed to death by a child’s sword. I’m not an ordinary child, after all.”

Wham!

The red moon approached Jongseon like the wind and spoke.

And at that moment, his hands were already subduing Jongseon’s demon blood.

“What the hell are you!”

Yunzhonghak Gon muttered with a tired expression. However, Hwandong did not answer and continued to strike Yunzhonghak Gon with the iron club.

Every time that happened, a black energy arose and made Yun Zhong Xue Gon feel troubled.

However, it was not the case that Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s martial arts were weaker than Huan Dong’s. He also possessed martial arts and martial arts skills that were no less powerful than Huan Dong’s.

However, the reason he was flustered was because there was a master in the martial arts world who dared to stand on equal footing with him.

Since Hwandong challenged him to a showdown with Jin-gi, Yunzhonghak Gon also used the power of air power to fight Hwandong.

Because of this, the space where the two were fighting was instantly reduced to ruins. There were several pools that were half a meter deep, and there were more than one or two places where the nearby cliffs had collapsed.

It was a loud and rough fight, as if two angels were fighting using their strength.

So, the fight between the two men drew the attention of the masters in the arena, putting aside the fight between Myeong-an Lee Jo and Haksagum Jongseon.

Everyone was curious about how this intense confrontation would end.

So, even the fact that the bachelor swordsman Jongseon knelt before the new demon lord of Jeokwol and Ma-meng in a very short moment did not attract much attention.

But there was one variable in this tense and intense fight between the two.

It was the very existence of the King Ja-Wang Sa-Song.

Sasong’s presence continued to cause discomfort to Yun Zhong Xue, like a thorn stuck in the sole of his foot.

This is because Sasong continued to exploit the weak points that inevitably appeared when there was a strong clash with the vibration.

Although he was no match for Hwan-dong and Yun-jung-hak Gon, Sa-song was also a master among masters.

In particular, his speed was comparable to that of the two, so a surprise attack was quite a burden to Yun Zhong Xue Gon.

And in the end, that thorn decided the outcome of the fight.

Kwarung!

The moment Yun Zhong-hak Gon’s body, which had blocked the iron club swing by Hwan-dong once again, shook helplessly and stepped back, suddenly the iron ring cavalry of Ja-wang Sa-song rose up from under his feet.

Perhaps, during that time, he had been looking more closely at the weak points created when Yun Zhong Xue Gon fought.

So this surprise attack also posed a great threat to Yun Zhong Xue Gon.

“You little rat!”

Yun Zhong Xue Gon spun around in the air. Then, his sword was aimed at Sasong’s head.

“Eek!”

Sasong was so surprised that he hurriedly swung his cavalry.

Zzz!

The cavalry of Sasong and the sword of Yunzhonghak Gon clashed at a low position.

“Ugh!”

Sasong groaned and rolled to the side to avoid Yunzhonghak Gon’s sword.

Pufferpuck!

As Sasong’s body rolled, the sword energy of Yunzhonghak Gon followed and stabbed deep into the ground.

It was a life-threatening moment for Sasong, but that situation gave Hwandong an opportunity.

Unlike other times, Hwan-dong followed behind Yun-jung-hak Gon, who was quietly attacking Sa-song.

He was moving so quietly and quickly that it made me wonder if he was really the same person who had been fighting so fiercely with Yun Zhong Xue Gon.

Of course, while Yun Zhong-hak Gon was attacking Sasong, he was always wary of the existence of Hwan-dong.

However, he did not realize the distance between him and Hwan-dong, who was moving secretly like a water snake. It was only when Hwan-dong extended his club like a sword that Yun Zhong-hak Gon realized that Hwan-dong had gotten much closer.

And the club of illusions moved differently than usual.

Wedge!

The thrilling stabbing used by assassins, not a powerful blow, was created by the club of illusion.

“Huh!”

A panicked gasp burst out from Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s mouth.

He withdrew his attack on Sasong and quickly laid his body in the air.

The chest of the Cloud Crane Gon, who was lying horizontally in the air, was swept by the true energy created by the club of illusion.

Pot!

“hmm!”

For a moment, a groan escaped from Yunzhonghak Gon’s mouth.

Although he avoided fatal injuries, his clothes and flesh were severely torn by the attack.

But at that moment, the strange creature that had been rolling around underground rose up.

“Die, you idiot!”

Swish!

In response to Sasong’s surprise attack with all his might, Yun Zhong-hak Gon twisted his body into an uncomfortable position.

Chomp!

Sasong’s cavalry passed by, cutting the side of Yunzhonghak Gon.

Although it was not a fatal wound, it was inevitable that clothes and flesh would be torn together.

Unjunghak Gon flew backwards without finding a chance to counterattack.

But at that moment, as if it had been waiting, a huge cloud covered Yunzhong Crane Gon.

The club of illusion rotated like a pinwheel and struck the Cloud Crane Gon.

“This guy……!”

A curse came out of Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s mouth.

He quickly raised his sword and blocked the attack of the illusion that was coming at him.

Kwarrung!

A thunderous roar erupted between the two. And in the next moment, the black shadow of the iron club created by the illusion swept away Yunzhonghak Gon.

“evil!”

A sharp scream burst out from Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s mouth.

His body then flew limply towards a nearby cliff like a broken kite.

The vibrations followed the wind-like Yun Zhong Xue.

chin!

Before he knew it, Hwan-dong had followed Yun Zhong-hak Gon, grabbed his neck with one hand, and pushed him against the cliff.

“Ugh!”

A clump of black blood poured out from Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s mouth.

“Yeah… that guy….”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon muttered while glaring at Hwan-dong with his bloody mouth.

Then, Hwan-dong pushed Yun-jung-hak Gon to the cliff again and whispered in his ear.

“I heard you are my master’s master.”

“What?”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon opened his eyes wide.

“I am Daeryang, who used to use the telegraph pole in Cheonsan.”

“Yes… how are you?”

“I lost my memory for a while after taking the divine blood pills my master gave me, but then I found my memory again… Haha, the world’s greatest murderer had been transformed, my body had changed, my face had changed, and my personality had changed, and I was living like a human being. So at that moment, I made up my mind. To continue living like a human being. As a young child of the Twelve Heavenly Gates.”

“You’re saying that now…….”

Yun Zhong-hak Gon glared in disbelief.

“Of course I don’t believe it either. But this is clear. My current life is much better than the life you created as a murderer in the past. That’s why I can never give up my current life. So… you must die. The only people who know my past are the Twelve Thousand Brothers. Goodbye. Sajo!”

Bam!

Hwan-dong put strength into his hand for a moment.

Then, Yun Zhong Xue Gon’s life ended without a scream.

At that moment, Sasong ran towards the two people.

“Hwandong, are you okay?”

Sasong was more worried about Hwandong’s body than Yunjunghak’s death.

At that moment, a smile of relief appeared on Hwan-dong’s face, realizing that his choice was not wrong.

“This guy is dead.”

Hwan-dong turned his head and spoke to Sa-song, who was approaching with a worried expression.

“Oh my, you punk. Why are you fighting so ignorantly? What if you get hurt?”

Sasong was genuinely worried about Hwandong and scolded him.

“Hehehe, it was still fun though.”

“What? Heh, heh heh heh, heh heh heh! Was it fun? Was it fun after killing the world’s greatest scholar, Gon?”

Sasong let out a hollow laugh as if he found it absurd.

“Yeah, it was fun. But I’m hungry.”

“Yeah, yeah. You must be hungry after having fun. Let’s see… The fight is almost over. We’ll be able to eat soon.”

Sasong muttered as he looked back at the last remaining battle of the Absolute Three Thousand Heavenly Kings.

Honma Chang with both arms cut off, Haksa Geom Jongseon with a sword in his chest and demon blood subdued, Yunzhonghak Gon with a broken neck… They were all miserable ends.

But there was someone who faced a more miserable end than them.

Although his limbs were intact, he was not dead, and there were no major injuries on his body, he felt much more miserable than the other two people in the Absolute Three Thousand.

Because he had to kneel before those who had held him in high esteem until yesterday, and receive the contemptuous gaze of being the most evil person in the world.

It was the fate of Myeongan Leejo.

He was unable to overcome the combined attacks of the immortal Nawang, the Shaolin monk Hangbul, and the shaman’s black tortoise Tao Yuanming.

In fact, for a single unmanned unit, the fact that he was able to withstand the combined attacks of those three for over a hundred seconds was legendary in itself.

Still, he was miserable.

Because this one defeat would take everything away from him.

cook!

Both knees were bent.

It is probably Myeong-an Lee Jo who has never knelt down except when he was a baby who could not walk.

He is the one who lived the most splendid life among the three thousand. As the center of the Jeongpa Murim Alliance, he was respected by everyone in the world, but he knelt down.

The immortal king’s hand gently approached and subdued his demon blood.

Then, the strength in both arms left him and he dropped the sword he was holding.

“Phew…….”

Myeong-an Lee Jo, whose blood was subdued, let out a long sigh.

He looks like he’s just finished a long journey.

Hangbul and Dowonmyeong, who had pulled out everything they had to fight against Myeong-an Leejo, shook their heads with even more tired expressions.

“Really… is this kind of martial arts possible?”

Dowonmyeong looked at Hangbul and asked in disbelief.

“They are the ones who have claimed to be heaven themselves. They have the ability to do so.”

“I guess I finally caught that guy.”

Do Won-myeong spoke in a voice that contained more fear than joy.

“All of this is thanks to the Immortal Swordsman and the Twelve Heavenly Gates.”

Hangbul said as he looked at the immortal Nawang standing behind Myeong-an Lee Jo.

“The text contains many descendants of the past Twelve Regions. Ultimately, the reason I dealt with them was to resolve my personal grudge over the destruction of the past Twelve Regions. I have no intention of receiving praise from the world. And there were many people who helped me today without being noticed, such as the Bukdusanmun and the Guisan Wangjeon elders. So this is something that everyone in the martial arts world did. More than that……”

Nawang politely declined the compliment and changed his tone.

“Go ahead. I’ll help you in whatever way I can.”

The anti-fan replied.

“This is not something that requires help, this is something that requires a decision. What should I do with the interest?”

Nawang pointed to the Myeongan Leejo who had been subdued by the demon spirit and asked.

“Well… considering all the evil deeds you’ve done, of course you should take my life….”

The sound of the fire was muffled.

Although he was the worst enemy in the world when fighting, once he was subdued, his past reputation as a wise man seemed to slowly come back to life.

“If you want to kill, you have to kill him here and now.”

The king spoke firmly.

“That’s right. If we keep Iza alive, those who don’t know the details in the future can oppose Iza’s death.”

Do Won-myeong said.

“hmm…….”

Shaolin monk Hangbul quietly let out a sigh at Nawang and Tao Yuanming’s words.

Although he was a monk, he was a Buddhist monk who forbade killing, so he could not easily speak of death. Furthermore, even though he was revealed to be a villain, the reputation of Myeong-an Lee Jo still made it difficult to decide on his death.

But at that time, Ahyeol was alive and could speak, but Myeong-an Lee Jo opened his mouth with difficulty.

“If I can live, the world of martial arts can become a world of the righteous faction within a year. Since Lee Cheon is dead… If I help the Murim Alliance… Evil!”

For a moment, Myeong-an Lee Jo, who had been talking about the benefits he had gained while alive, let out a final scream and fell to the ground.

Dark red blood flowed from his fallen mouth. His eyes were open, but he was no longer alive. He was dead.

“immortality!”

“why?”

Hangbul and Dowonmyeong looked at the immortal Nawang who had killed Myeongan Ijo in an instant with astonishment.

This was because I couldn’t understand why on earth he suddenly killed Myeong-an Lee Jo.

The immortal Nawang opened his mouth indifferently as he was met with the gazes of the two people full of doubt.

“The moment he opened his mouth, I realized. Even at this moment, this man was a villain who was thinking of causing a bloody disaster in the martial arts world. He was too dangerous and evil to be killed just because of his reputation as a brilliant mind.”

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