Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 451



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Episode 451 Revenge (1)

Take a moment to scan the battlefield to find Eunuch Bang.

Crunch.

The eerie noise heard again made Buddha’s gaze turn.

Before we knew it, the cult leader, Wi Jin-hak, had come much closer than before.

Staring straight at him.

“I’ll send you to the same place as the Four Hundred Swan.”

Buljon could not understand Wei Jinhak’s words.

If it’s Sa Baek Jo, it must be referring to Hyeon Am, also known as Shin Seung.

But, you’re going to send me to the same place as him?

Was the expression on Buddha’s face strange?

Wi Jin-hak clicked his tongue lightly and took a step closer.

“Tsk. I guess you haven’t heard it yet.”

As if he had no intention of kindly explaining the situation to Katabuta, Wi Jin-hak launched a surprise attack on Bul-jeon using a light technique similar to that of Lee Hyung-hwan.

“If you are curious, go to the afterlife and ask Hyeonam directly!”

Buljeon quickly drew out his sword and blocked the Heavenly Demon Sword wrapped in black flames.

bang!!

The strong wind and the black flame collided, creating an explosive sound, and the Buddha, who was pushed back by the force, took two steps back.

While a thin stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, Buljon suppressed the feeling of his stomach churning and opened his mouth.

“Hell! What are you talking about!!”

He was a hundred-year-old man who had reached a different level. There was absolutely no way he could have died.

Didn’t he even survive the terrible trap of the Zhuge Liang family?

“Hey you! You’re trying to induce me to do something like a trick!”

At the sight of Buddha not listening even when told the truth, one corner of Wei Jin-hak’s mouth went up.

Because it was such a ridiculous sight.

“You’re going to die today anyway, so go to hell and see for yourself.”

Since he had no interest in wordplay, Wi Jin-hak ended his speech by delving into the Buddha once again.

Because the difference in skill was clear, Buljeon was pushed back every time they split the team.

He even managed to barely survive by rolling around on the floor with his back to the ground.

Crunch!

Meanwhile, eerie, cutting sounds were heard one after another from nearby.

As he rolled on the floor, his eyes caught sight of a Shaolin monk whose throat was being cut off.

After the trap of the Zhuge family, only about fifteen Shaolin monks remained.

Excluding the young monk who had been left behind at Shaolin Temple, he was now one of the few remaining monks.

The one who beheaded the monk was Eunwigakju, who was always with Wei Jinhak.

A few more after that.

While the Buddha was being pushed back by the Wei Jin School, the Shaolin monks were losing their lives one by one to the Silver Mirror.

It wasn’t just the Shaolin monks.

Before long, the battlefield was filled with an atmosphere of defeat, and the proud shouts and hymns of the Cheonmasingyo soldiers could be heard from all directions.

Tears of blood flowed from the eyes of the Buddha.

It was partly because of my injuries, but more so because of my anger.

Anger towards the bastards who kill Shaolin monks.

‘What on earth is that eunuch Bang doing that has led to this situation!!’

Furthermore, anger towards Eunuch Bang and his classmates who do not show themselves and allow things to end like this.

At that moment, a possibility occurred to Buljon, who was very angry.

‘You ran away? Without even putting up a fight? Why?’

What suddenly came to mind was the image of Eunuch Bang reading a letter just before the battle and reacting with surprise.

Then, the words that Wei Jin-hak had said at the beginning of the battle came to mind again.

‘No way… that’s possible?’

The moment when the Buddha fell into deep affliction unbecoming of a great monk, Wei Jin-hak’s Heavenly Demon Sword flew at him again.

bang!

“Ugh… .”

He managed to block it, but perhaps because it overlapped with Simma, he vomited a lot of blood and was blown away about a meter.

He barely managed to hold on with his trembling legs, tried to catch his breath, and then lifted his heavy head, as if it were weighed down by iron, to look at Wi Jin-hak.

Wi Jin-hak, who was expected to rush in to attack him, was standing there for some reason, pointing his sword at him.

Strangely enough, a terrible magic energy was swirling around Wei Jin-hak, who was standing still.

“!?”

Immediately afterwards, a black flame rose up on the chest of the Buddha where Wei Jin-hak was aiming his sword.

The state of killing a human being with just one thought. Or the art of killing. Simjeoksal (心卽殺).

One of those skills and a familiar technique to swordsmen was the Simgeom (心劍).

It could be said to be a skill that involves sharpening an imaginary sword in one’s mind and using it to harm an opponent with a sword that does not physically exist.

Wi Jin-hak, a martial artist who had mastered the Yeolyangjigong before becoming a swordsman, created this Samadhi Evolution in the air as a type of Simjeoksal in place of Simgeom.

Unable to properly respond to the unexpected method, Buljeon’s chest burned and melted in an instant.

“Ugh… .”

How hot could the flames of Hell be? In an instant, skin, flesh, and muscles would burn and melt away, and terrible wounds would appear that would expose the bones.

At that moment, Wei Jin-hak’s voice pierced into Bul-jon’s ears.

“It is said that among the monks, there are those who can overcome self-immolation through mental strength. I wonder what you will do.”

With those words, the black flame that had been burning his chest began to move even more and spread throughout Buljeon’s entire body.

“Kkaaaak!”

The Buddha screamed and rolled around on the floor, twisting his whole body, trying to put out the fire.

But no matter how hard he struggled, the flame that had bloomed in his body showed no signs of going out.

Before he knew it, his skin and flesh were all burned, and when he tried to breathe, his lungs were melting and he couldn’t breathe.

“Ugh. Ugh… .”

I tossed and turned for a moment, holding my neck with both hands, gasping for air.

Bam.

The two hands of the Buddha that had been holding his neck fell to the floor, and the convulsions of his body also quieted down.

Wi Jin-hak, who was staring at the corpse of the Buddha that had turned into a black charcoal, grabbed his temple with his left hand due to dizziness accompanied by a headache.

“Ugh.”

Could it be because he displayed excessive skills while still not yet fully mastering the Heavenly Demonic Art?

– Burn the world!

Once again, the madness of the Heavenly Demon God began to slowly raise its head.

‘Shut up!’

Since he had not suffered any internal injuries, he was able to suppress the Heavenly Demonic Attack without much difficulty, and the black energy in his eyes disappeared like a mist.

‘Haa. I still have a long way to go before I can reach the Master’s level.’

While he was swallowing his regret, Eunwi-gakju approached him and asked him.

“Are you okay, Reverend?”

It was to support him if there was any problem.

Wi Jin-hak, who had suppressed the Heavenly Demonic Sect, took off the left hand that was on his head and answered.

“Don’t worry.”

When I turned my head to look at the battlefield, there were already only friendly forces around me.

“Now that I think about it, I don’t see the shadow pillar.”

“It seems that some people escaped without notice, and we chased them with the Dark Pavilion’s unmanned personnel.”

“If you do, it seems like things are starting to settle down here, so lead a few of your men and join us there. I will stay here and settle things down.”

“Jeonmyeong!”

Eunwigakju turned around and started to follow the traces left behind by the dark pavilion.

* * *

A forest a little away from the battlefield.

There, two groups of drones were engaged in a fierce battle.

The imperial classmates. And the dark shadow warriors of the Demonic Cult.

Originally, Seo Wan-pyeong was hiding and observing the battlefield.

It was to prepare for the possibility of a Taekonggong. To find Taekonggong in advance, and to save Wei Jinxue by throwing oneself at it if it was in danger.

However, no matter how much I searched the battlefield, I couldn’t find anyone who looked like Taekong-gong, and instead, I was able to find a familiar classmate.

That eunuch Bang who killed the previous dark shadow king.

As the battle was about to reach its climax, Seo Wan-pyeong, who had seen Eunuch Bang sneak away with his classmates, chased them with the warriors of the Dark Pavilion.

“Tsk. The lucky guy who came back alive came here on his own two feet because he wanted to die.”

To Eunuch Bang’s provocation, Seo Wan-pyeong responded with a gloomy expression.

“Yes. Thanks to you saving my life, I was able to learn of the imperial conspiracy, so I am truly grateful.”

That incident was the trigger that allowed me to realize the imperial family’s grand conspiracy called the Murim Extermination Plan.

And the previous dark knight was willing to sacrifice his life to protect the temple and save Seo Wan-pyeong.

At Seo Wan-pyeong’s answer, the face of Eunuch Bang, who had provoked Seo Wan-pyeong, turned red.

Because of that, he fell out of favor with the Emperor for a while and was kicked out of his position as Admiral.

Although he returned thanks to Eunuch Cha and Eunuch Gong dying like cripples, it was a long, long time of humiliation.

“Okay. I’ll personally peel off your skin layer by layer and give it to you!”

Eunuch Bang shouted and launched himself at Seo Wan-pyeong.

Oddly enough, unlike his sharp and sharp skills, Eunuch Bang’s skills were stealthy.

Seo Wan-pyeong observed Eunuch Bang’s movements with calm eyes, unlike his gloomy expression.

Classmates and dark shadows.

Since they were organizations that had similar roles in the Imperial Family and the Heavenly Demon Sect, the martial arts they learned had a similar vibe.

Wedge-eeeeeek.

The swordsmanship displayed by Eunuch Bang and Seo Wan-pyeong was stealthy yet fast, and consisted mainly of clean, simple techniques without any unnecessary details.

The martial arts and lightness techniques were also similar.

Movements that were barely noticeable. The moment you lost focus for even a moment, you would disappear like a ghost, blending into the surrounding scenery.

Unlike other fights between masters, there was almost no explosive noise or the sound of weapons clashing against each other.

This is the same for other classmates and the dark shadow warriors.

Even though it was a battle where dozens against dozens of people were fighting, it was strangely quiet.

What can be heard occasionally is the eerie cutting sound of something being cut, and the final groan. Then comes the thud of a corpse falling.

And very occasionally, the sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

Eunuch Bang roamed around like a hunter, watching his opponent’s movements and waiting for an opportunity.

Then, he took advantage of the moment when Seo Wan-pyeong was exhaling and taking a deep breath, made a surprise attack, and secretly swung his sword.

Crunch!

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the sound of skin being cut. What his sword had cut was Seo Wan-pyeong’s black clothing.

Crunch.

At the same time, the sound of Seo Wan-pyeong’s sword cutting Eunuch Bang’s collar could be heard very faintly.

Pabat.

While exchanging brief words, they spread out their lightness and distance themselves again, blending into the surrounding scenery.

‘How dare you, you little brat.’

Eunuch Bang gritted his teeth.

It’s clear that last time, it was a magpie that could be killed with just a few hits.

But I didn’t know you’d grown this much in the meantime.

Naturally, the eunuch became anxious.

It wasn’t a fear that the bastard might grow bigger and kill himself.

‘We need to get out of here quickly.’

He was in a situation where he had fled from a battlefield where defeat was certain. If he delayed, there was a risk that the enemy’s main force would pursue him all the way here.

That meant we had to deal with this guy quickly and run away before then.

‘Tsk. It’s just a kid anyway.’

Eunuch Bang, who had calmed down, attacked Seo Wan-pyeong again.

Wheaaaaaaaaa!

Eunuch Bang quickly swung his sword, stopping exactly at the edge of the sword’s contact, and Seo Wan-pyeong twisted his body to narrowly avoid the blow.

Until then, he would have tried to widen the gap again and find an opening, but Eunuch Bang took another step forward and swung his sword.

Crunch!

This time, Seo Wan-pyeong’s clothes were cut, and Seo Wan-pyeong also counterattacked.

“joy.”

Seo Wan-pyeong’s sword passed over Eunuch Bang’s cheekbone as he snorted, and Eunuch Bang swung his sword again.

Crunch!

A thin stream of blood spurted out from Seo Wan-pyeong’s left arm.

As if he wasn’t satisfied with that, Eunuch Bang gradually pushed Seo Wan-pyeong further.

Crunch!

Occasionally, an eerie cutting sound would echo from Seo Wan-pyeong’s body.

visor!

In order to block the vital point, Seo Wan-pyeong’s sword and Eunuch Bang’s sword clashed, creating a loud noise.

Is it because it is being slowly pushed out?

‘Hehehe. It’s almost here.’

In Eunuch Bang’s eyes, a dark shadow seemed to have fallen over Seo Wan-pyeong’s face.

Immediately afterwards, Eunuch Bang swung his sword in a simple manner, cutting Seo Wan-pyeong’s chest and causing blood to spurt out.

“It’s over!”

The moment when Eunuch Bang swung his sword with eyes filled with joy at the thought that he could finally kill this bastard and escape.

Seo Wan-pyeong, still with a gloomy expression, turned his body briefly and thrust out his sword.

Crunch.

Crunch.

One after another, eerie noises pierced the eunuch’s ears.

One was the sound of his sword slashing Seo Wan-pyeong’s side again.

“Ugh… .”

Another one was the sound of Seo Wan-pyeong’s sword digging into his heart.