Lim Yeon-haeng - Chapter 1110



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Episode 1110. Revenge is easy, but paying the price is difficult.

Je-pung sighed in relief as he watched the mountain disappear and walked towards the altar that was stuck on the ground.

“Master, this is the last chance given to me. I will kill you and ascend to the Ten Heavens of the Dokyung.”

As Je-pung raised his sword while muttering like that, the tip of his sword was aimed straight at Je-so.

At that moment, Jeso lifted his body, spitting out blood.

“Bopung, I told you. You don’t have the right to do that!”

Je-pung’s sword pierced Je-so’s outstretched hand. Je-so was pushed back helplessly and was slammed into Jang-seong again.

Je-pung overwhelmed Je-so by freely wielding the sword.

“Is that so? I think differently. I am the one who has the right to kill you. I am the one who is closest to the Ten Heavens of Swordsmanship, so by killing you, I will ascend to the Ten Heavens and restore my chaos.”

Jeso forcefully pulled out the sword stuck in his hand, but the tens of thousands of swords rushing towards him pushed him back into the wall.

As a Jeso who had lost his heart and whose blood and energy were distorted, he could not stand up to the power of Jepung, who was infinitely close to the ten heavenly swordsmanship.

As Je-pung snapped his fingers, tens of thousands of swords flew back towards Je-so. As if that wasn’t enough, Je-pung held the sword ring that had transformed into a long sword and rushed towards Je-so.

Je-pung had a bright smile on his face.

“Look. Every time you are hurt, a sword rises in my heart. Die, my Master. For me, for the sake of my Daoist ten heavenly beings!”

Just as he was about to finish the lawsuit, Jesim jumped out from the top of the castle and stood between Jeso and Jepung.

“Je-pung, how many times do I have to tell you? You don’t have the right to do that!”

Je-pung burst into anger and shouted, pointing the tip of his sword at the young Je-jeol.

“You monster whose heart has been transformed! Do you dare to speak to me?”

Jesim shook his head.

“It’s not me, it’s Jejeol who has something to say.”

Feeling something strange, Je-pung reached out, but it was already too late. Je-sim had settled into Je-so’s empty chest.

Jeshim’s body was scattered and a giant heart appeared in its place. The heart, throbbing and beating, was connected to Jejeol’s corpse and Jeso’s body.

Jeso used countless people’s hearts to attack Seonjeong. When his heart broke, he used a new heart and even used Jepung’s heart.

Je-pung’s heart was also quite great, but it was nothing compared to Je-sim.

The bodies of Jesim and Jeso became one, and life returned to his body. The energy and blood of the six ancestors, which had never flowed properly before, flowed vigorously through Jeso’s body.

A shocking energy exploded from Jeso, and all the filthy things that had been in his body came out.

bang!

Jeso’s fist struck Jepung’s sword. That fist was filled with energy that could turn the world upside down.

The sword light bounced back, and tens of thousands of swords that had been aiming their sword tips at Jeso disappeared.

A blow that shook the universe and the castle. Je-pung could see the shadow of Je-jeol in Je-so, a dark shadow that he could not escape no matter what he did.

Je-pung turned his feelings into anger and rushed towards Je-so again. He had to defeat Je-jeol. That was how he had to create a new city and climb to the top of Do-gyeong.

Okyeonso, Chogungyo, and Wonguju were on the rampage. The fight between Jepoong and Jeso shook the space they were in, but they did not look back.

After ordering his captains to proceed along the path of the Biseung and block those attempting to return to the 7th Heavenly Realm, Junggeumneung faced Okyeonso and his party.

He smiled while holding the stone sword tightly.

“The priest Won, the priest Ok, the priest Cho, and the master Jeol are certainly at fault, but the people over there are not.”

Okyeonso looked behind the back of such a Junggeumneung. The path of the Biseung had now changed into the path of return. Many immortals were not going to the 8th immortal realm, but rather were trying their best to return to the main continent of the 7th immortal realm.

“My people were also without sin.”

Okyeonso said that and glared at Junggeumneung.

“But they turned into cowards. Heavy Death, you can’t stop us.”

Cheon-hu walked out from behind Jung-geum-ryung. She was already lifting up the wireless receiver.

Sogyeop, Donggun Bangchukji, Seogun Sawiyeon, and others were riding on Yeongyeong’s five-colored ship. Yeongyeong had taken out his golden crown and chains to prepare for battle, and Sogyeop had the Jeilgeomjindo spread out on his back.

Bangchukji and Sawiyeon were combining their strengths. When the two first-class people’s energy became completely one, their momentum was quite fierce. It was comparable to the powerhouses of Jekyung.

Won Gu-ju looked over the guardians of such maturity and said.

“All Taoist methods are powerless before the Taiyi Heavenly Way.”

Young-young shouted in a sharp voice.

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Sogeop tried to dissuade her.

“Forever, no matter what, that kind of attitude… … .”

“Why! This is my true heart!”

Then Young-Young went wild even more.

bang!

At that moment, an explosion occurred in front of the castle, sending light flying in all directions.

The sword energy that emanated from the Ten Heavens, made up of the swords of the wind and swordsmanship, was brightly illuminating the universe.

Bangchukji and Sawiyeon stared blankly at the light. Bangchukji muttered softly.

“Je-pung is, after all, the strongest swordsman, except for Un Cheon-je.”

Beneath the shadow of the Kendo Dojo, something huge was fighting against the sword light. The shattered sword light broke through the shadow of the Dojo and leaked out.

Jeso and Jepoong, they were pushed all the way to the path of the monks and continued their bloody fight.

A look of astonishment appeared on Je-pung’s face. His strength had increased several times over before. His strength, which had not been lacking even when facing the priest’s Taeilcheondo, was now falling behind little by little when facing Je-so.

The priest was the Holy Spirit of the rite. Naturally, he did not possess as much passion as the rite. However, the rite was different.

Jeso’s skills were clearly inferior to that of the priest. Therefore, it was impossible for Jepung, who had succeeded in defeating the priest, to lose to Jeso.

But for some reason, Je-pung couldn’t overpower Je-so. No, he couldn’t overpower her.

Every time Jeso’s fist swung, Jepung’s sword would crumble weakly. Holes would be made in the shadow of the world, and eventually it would collapse as a whole.

As the Do-Gyeong collapsed, Je-Pung’s immortal embodiment also lost its power. Wounds began to appear on Je-Pung’s body.

As the Kendo Dokyung collapsed, the power of Kendo also fell to less than half of its original level.

Even the sword ring, which was the last hope, was shattered into pieces by Jeso’s heavy fist.

Jejeol did not need any treasures of the world, because his body itself was like a treasure.

The situation was the same with the lawsuit.

The body that was reborn as a treasure of the universe after forty-five million years of refining, and the city spirit that resided within it, were not something that could be broken by the wind or anything like that.

There were large and small wounds on Jeso’s body. Compared to Jepoong, they were by no means minor wounds. However, Jepoong was the first to lose his fighting spirit.

They pulled out their strength and used it to the end. However, Jeso was prepared to die, but Jepoong was not.

That small difference determined their victory or defeat.

Immediately after the sword ring shattered and turned into dust, Je-pung roared as if he had lost his mind. Then he turned around to run away from Je-so.

Jeso tried to follow the wind, but his body wouldn’t move as he wanted.

A moment later, Jeso’s body fell to the ground in pieces.

Je-pung’s kendo also inflicted fatal wounds on Je-so’s body.

“I have lived my whole life for revenge. I have sold my reason to resentment.”

Jeso muttered as he used the last of his strength to pull out his own heart.

“But the priest and the sow, they told me, there are so many things in the world that are more important than revenge. So, Je-sim Do-woo, live your own life, unrelated to resentment and revenge. You are just you, you are not the priest, you are not me, and you are definitely not the priest.”

The heart, which had returned to its original form, supported Jesso’s body. With his own strength, he could not revive Jesso, who had already begun to collapse.

A smile appeared on Jeso’s lips.

“The priest asked me to look upon the future landscape for him. I will pass that burden on to you. You live… … and our share as well.”

With those words, the spirit of the petition was dispersed.

Jesim bit his lip as he looked at the Holy Spirit scattering into the air.

‘I can’t tell this to So-woon either.’

Meanwhile, the escaped Je-pung looked back at his miserable state and screamed. All of his nine Taoist scriptures were broken.

Eventually, he met a star and landed on it. It was one of the small worlds that was trying to return to the seventh heavenly realm.

The light fell on Je-pung, who barely managed to stop after rolling on the ground and crashing into a mountain.

Je-pung spat out the remaining blood on his neck and caught his breath.

“I am the Emperor of Heaven, Je-pung! I intend to heal my body here. What is this light that illuminates me? Do you dare to hide your appearance beyond the light?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman got down in front of him.

“The disciple sees the master.”

“student?”

Je-pung’s face hardened.

The woman raised her head. She was a stunningly beautiful woman, and she was a member of a swimming club.

“I have come here to bid farewell to my Master. Do you remember this star? It was here that my Master took everything from me.”

As if not giving Je-pung a chance to answer, Suyeong-hoi drew her sword like lightning and cut off Je-pung’s head and body. She grabbed Je-pung’s hair and lifted him up, saying,

“Master, look. Over there, that is their graveyard. This is where I have been gnawing my grudge against you.”

Since Je-pung was a being of the same level as the Bbaedo, he remained conscious even after his head was separated from his body.

His gaze was forced to the great graveyard in the distance, where there were rows of graves of nameless people, without even gravestones.

It was a place in his memories. A place where he had hunted in the past.

In the past, he freed many gods and demons who were trapped in the Heavenly Brain, and helped them escape to the Seventh Heavenly Realm.

Later, as if he were doing a good deed, he led the gods and horses to hunt for gods and visited this small world in the process.

Hunting the gods was like a game. It was common to lightly catch and kill the gods that were causing harm to the world, and ignore the noise that was created in the process.

The swimming club was the sole survivor of the small world where such ‘noise’ had been created. A girl who had escaped from the catastrophic fire of the gods. Je-pung saw potential in her, who was crying in despair after losing her family, her close friends, and even her clothes in the fire.

That is why he could not bring himself to kill her, so he took her in as his disciple and taught her.

‘Surely, that swimming club… would try to repay kindness with enmity.’

Je-pung muttered to himself. His vision was blurring. In fact, the swimming club’s attack was nothing special. More than that, the wounds Je-so had inflicted on his body were far too deep.

The Jeso pierced and shattered the shadow of Jepung’s Do-gyeong, which was comparable to the Ten Heavenly Heavens, from the front. Its influence did not stop at Do-gyeong, but extended its reach to Jepung’s city center.

The city walls collapsed, the city center shook, and the immortal spirit could no longer exert its power.

‘If only Gu-Hyeon-Bul-Myeong-Sang had remained intact, I could have killed the swimming club and survived. Ahh… … , I should have killed him then.’

Je-pung slowly turned to dust and scattered, regretting his choice.