Episode 271 There is no destination for demons (1) Song Geum-baek chuckled as he watched the carriage moving away.
âWhat a reckless guy.â
Huang Kun took a step forward.
âHe is a dangerous person.â
âIs there a martial arts person in the world who is not dangerous?â
âOf course it is.â
âWell, as you said, itâs been a while since Iâve seen a warrior as impressive as that. âI donât think he will ever do anything rash⦠but
it also seems like he might make an overly unconventional move.â
Zhong Zhenbaekâs eyes deepened.
âWhat a strange guy. I donât feel like the bowl is particularly big, but there are aspects that make it difficult to treat it carelessly.
âShould I call it majesty or a particularly outstanding presence?â
A bit of surprise appeared on Huang Kunâs face.
Is there a corner that is difficult to treat carelessly? These were words that were difficult to come out of the mouth of the Iron Blood Lord, known as the Lord of Sapa.
âDid you feel it too?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âI came here to see the leader of the Demonic Cult. But at some point, I started treating him not as a small religious leader, but as an extremely ordinary human being burning with hatred.â
ââ¦.â
âThatâs why itâs scary. They say there is no one as easy to deal with as someone who only sees one path, but there are people like that in the world.
âI think perhaps that overwhelming sense of purpose is what made him who he is today.â
Song Zheng Baek looked back at Hwan Ya.
âHow was it?â
âYou are rude.â
An uncomfortable look appeared on Hwanyaâs face.
âBut I have to admit what needs to be admitted. âSo Jyojuâs martial skills are far superior to mine.â
âItâs not that much.â
âyes?â
A seriousness appeared on Zheng Zhengbaekâs face.
âI can say without a doubt that he is one step above Musang.â
ââ¦!!â
âIt may be difficult to make a simple comparison because the magic and sailors are different, but even the current King Biyo feels like he will be punished if he makes a mistake.
If I had to name a person who could definitely defeat that guy based on his nature, even if I searched all over the world, I would not be able to name more than three, including myself. Of course, you will have to actually fight to find out.â
Astonishment appeared on Hwanyaâs face.
I could tell as soon as I saw him that the leader of the Demonic Cult was a master of extreme demonism. The shock I felt back then has still not resolved.
But I thought it was just that. Although he has reached the top of the pole, he is not at the level of being named one of the worldâs top ten masters.
However, his teacherâs evaluation far exceeded his expectations.
âAt that age⦠is that possible?
âDidnât you say
that for an expert at the beginning of the Hwajing to grow to the level of a teenage expert, it is as difficult and takes a long time as it is for a warrior who has just picked up a sword to reach the Hwajing ?â
âright.â
ââ¦!â
âThatâs why that guy is so great. A martial artist of that level at a young age is a talent unprecedented in history. âThe Demon Cultist truly raised a monster.â
A look of boredom appeared on Hwanyaâs face.
The desire to win can only be cherished if the level of comparison is possible to some extent.
If it was difficult to compete with a teenage expert at the age of less than 30, it meant that in just five years, he would become the best in the world.
âFrom now on, the landscape of the martial arts world will change because of that reckless guy.â
This is a guy who wonât be disappointed no matter how much praise you shower on him. Even as a person who had seen all kinds of talented people for decades, this was the type of talent he had never seen before.
âbut.â
Huan Ya saw talent, and Huang Kun saw character.
The remittance bag was different.
He was able to see through the unknown magic that Seoliang possessed even before his talent and temperament.
âHeâs obviously weaker than me. Itâs clumsy and sometimes even rough. Flexible corners were hard to find. And yetâ¦â
Song Zhengbaekâs eyes sparkled.
âIt was as if I was seeing him.â
Before ascending to the position of governor of the castle.
A demon I encountered for the first and last time when I was called a promising late-season exponent of the Iron Blood Castle.
The shadow of the heartless devil, who had awakened to extreme demonism at the age of less than 40 and ruled as the new god of the Heavenly Demon Church, enveloped Seoryang.
âIf the regime hasnât changed yet, he will still be the head of the Demonic Cult. Then that guy must be his disciple too.â
Zhong Zhenbaek shook his head.
âThe teacher and the disciple. The priest is equally a monster.â
He turned around.
âLetâs go back now. âThere must be a lot of work to do.â
* * *
âWhoa, youâre having a hard time.â
Aenghwa, who had been watching secretly, carefully handed him a water bottle.
âMaster Xiao. Thisâ¦â
âHuh? âUh, thank you.â
Seoryang gulped down the water and fell limp again. He looked listless, like someone who had just come from a life-or-death struggle.
Yeo Sang-rin asked curiously.
âWhy are you so down?â
âof course. Because I faced such a monster. âIt would be better to pull out a sword and fight, thatâs really not worth doing.â
âWe only had a little conversation?â
âIt may have seemed like just a sharp conversation to you, but there was a fierce battle of energy going on inside.â
âHey.â
Xu Liang shook his head.
âHe is truly a great man who canât let down his guard.â
Even when you burst out laughing, when you look at someone slyly, or even at the moment when you pass the conversation off as if it were a joke.
The energy of Zheng Zheng Baek was constantly beating on Xioliang. They kept sharply piercing the intangible barrier surrounded by true energy, as if trying to delve into his essence.
It was not a simple martial arts competition.
The refined energy of the Absolute, who had reached a level several levels higher, was poking through any gaps, so I
had no choice but to do my best to block it somehow.
If that energy had infiltrated, Xioliangâs mid- to long-term battle would have been greatly shaken. Your thinking may not have been working properly and you may have had trouble controlling your emotions.
That was the power of Sanggeumbaek, who was called Suraje, a person who had reached the state of heavenly righteousness.
âHonestly, at that moment⦠I was more scared than the old man.â
It was not a question of martial arts, but a question of character.
The energy of greed that seeks to get what it wants, even if it means digging persistently and, if it doesnât work, tearing it to shreds.
That is the remittance bag. It was clear that if he truly wanted something, he would do anything to achieve his goal.
Even if the whole world is on fire.
âThe reason I felt a certain sense of kinship was probably because of that aspect of the Iron Blood Castle Lord.â
Xu Liang closed his eyes.
Fatigue suddenly hit me like a flood.
âIâm going to take a nap. âDonât wake me up.â
âPlease.â
Before even hearing the word âyoâ, Seoryang fell asleep. This was because the mental fatigue that had accumulated over the years came all at once.
How long has it been?
Xu Liang frowned and opened his eyes.
âKeueuung.â
I feel a slight tingling in my stomach. After turning his neck this way and that and twirling his shoulders a few times, Seoryang suddenly realized that there was no one in the carriage.
âThe carriage has stopped? âIs everyone resting?â
He opened the carriage door and went out.
âhuh?â
The place where the carriage stopped was a dense forest.
There are huge trees everywhere and green leaves everywhere. This was the first time I had seen such a strong and dense forest in Seoryang.
No, by the way.
âWhere have all these gone?â
Ma Dong-pil, Yeo Sang-rin, and Aenghwa were nowhere to be seen.
Beyond being invisible, I couldnât even feel it. Moreover, the horses pulling the carriage were nowhere to be seen.
Seo-ryangâs eyebrows naturally furrowed.
âWherever you go, leave a letter saying youâre going. âItâs dangerous.â
Seoryang, who had been mumbling unconsciously, suddenly looked down at the wheels of the carriage.
âuh?â
He looked towards the rear wheel. S~eaÊá´h the Nôvel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
âwhat? âWhy arenât there any ruts?â
weird.
No, if you think about it, there canât be wheel tracks in the first place.
It was not a forest that could accommodate a carriage of this size in the first place, as it was densely covered with large trees that had taken root uncontrollably.
A strange feeling of anxiety.
Ugh.
The demonic energy surged from Seo-ryangâs body. When it sensed a crisis, the reigning Demon Emperorâs Qi was automatically activated.
It was then.
âomg!â
Finally, the presence of three people was felt.
To be exact⦠I could feel their morale.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
In an instant, it flies to the place where the fraud resides. As I moved forward, destroying the large trees that blocked my path, I soon reached a place where fraud was prevalent.
ââ¦!!â
Shock appeared on Seo-ryangâs face.
My eyes became bloodshot and my complexion became pale. My hands were shaking and my hair was twitching uncontrollably.
ââ¦Hey.â
Each step was filled with distrust and fear.
âhey! Dongpil! Cherry blossoms! âLina!â
A terrible scene unfolded before Seoryangâs eyes as he rushed out, throwing away the tree branches that were blocking his view.
Wow! Wow!
Hundreds and thousands of flying insects were infesting the area. In a place infested with insects, there were the bodies of Ma Dong-pil and Yeo Sang-rin and Aenghwa.
It was a horror that cannot be described, with three corpses with tattered limbs and internal organs spilling out.
It was a sight that even Seo-ryang, who had seen countless corpses, instantly felt chills down her spine.
âHey guys!!â
He ran like crazy and waved his hands wildly. The insects scattered in all directions and then attached themselves to the corpse and Seoryangâs body again.
âDongpil! Dongpil!! âWake up, man!â
It doesnât matter whether bugs stick to the body or not. Urgent hands shook Ma Dong-pilâs body roughly.
âYou bastard! What are you doing all of a sudden?! Come on!â
Tuk!
Ma Dong-pilâs head fell off and rolled on the ground. The body was in such a state of decomposition that it could easily be broken by even touching it.
It was the same for Aenghwa and Yeosangrin. As soon as you touch the bodies of the two women, the flesh falls off. Half of the rotted face was already a gray skeleton.
Bloody tears flowed from Seo-ryangâs eyes.
âAaaah!!â
It was then.
Toouk!
Someone grabbed Seo-ryangâs wrist.
I was surprised and turned my head to see Lee Cheon-sang there, smiling like a ghost.
âCan you handle it?â
âomg!â
Surprised, Seoryang took in a scream-like breath and raised his upper body.
âMaster Su Xiaoqiao!â
âAhh! Itâs a surprise! What is it all of a sudden?! Are you okay?â
Seoyang took a deep breath. My whole body was soaked with sweat.
Yeo Sang-rin said with a worried face.
âEven if I called you that, you wouldnât wake up. By the way, where are you hurting? Why are you sweating so much? âHe even made a groaning sound.â
âWhat?â
Seo-ryang lowered his head from looking at Yeo Sang-rin and Cherry Blossoms in a daze and looked down at his own body.
My sweat-soaked top was sticking to me. The shaking hands remained the same.
âdream?!â
He saw the two women again.
Yeo Sang-rinâs face full of worry, Aeng-hwaâs expression not knowing what to do.
Seoliang let out a deep sigh. My hand automatically went to my forehead.
âIt was a dream.â
âaha? You had a nightmare. But why are you having such scary nightmares? âI was shocked and thought I had epilepsy.â
ââ¦What about Dongpil?â
âYouâre driving a carriage.â
âI see.â
Xu Liang shook his head.
âItâs okay now. donât worry.â
âHow can you really not be worried when someone tells you not to worry when you look like that?â
Seo-ryang did not listen to Yeo Sang-rinâs words.
âIt was too vivid to be a dream.â
Usually, when you wake up, you forget your dream little by little, but it is still vivid.
Seo-ryang reproduced each and every scene from the dream. I donât know why, but it bothered me.
âWhy did all the kids end up like that? And why did the religious leader appear?â
And crucially.
âWhy did I use the Reign Demon Emperor and not the Old Demon Lord?â
The magic craft he is familiar with is Guyu Demon Craft. Nevertheless, in his dream, he used the reigning Demon Emperor.
ââ¦Damn, is this just a dream?â
A very uncomfortable dream.
After thinking about it for a moment, he quickly dismissed the nightmare. It was because I thought it was a dream with nothing good to be had in my head.
âI guess I was tired.â
* * *
Although he still looked tired, there was a smile on Gong Yachiâs face.
âYou succeeded. Congratulations.â
ânot a big deal. By the way, whatâs wrong with your eyes again? âDid you leak me?â
âno. âI just have something to worry aboutâ¦â
âTake it easy.â
âAll right. While weâre at it, let me wrap this up. âMay I recommend your next destination?â
âsuggestion? Thatâs good. âWhere are you?â
âItâs a place called Gwangmoklim (çæ¨æ).â
ââ¦Gwangmokrim?â
âyes. It is a forest near Gyeongseok Mountain on the border of Anhui and Gangseo, and it is a forest dense with beautiful giant trees. âThereâs a heavenly dragon⦠Lord Xiaojiao?â
Xiliangâs eyes were very bloodshot.
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