Chapter 195 – Erotic Battle (4)
The line of torches stretched out like they were welcoming an emperor.
Mingwoljinin swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth.
“This is such a deadly aura… I think the corpse king has arrived.”
Finally, the time has come.
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Our goal is to get to Ungaja. If we attack during the conversation with Samaryeonju, we might be able to catch them both… but if we fail, the enemy will double.
So we have to kill them on the way to Mollu before Ungaja meets Samaryeonju.
…We can’t call what we’re doing assassination, even though that’s what it is.
That’s because everyone gathered here is far from being assassins.
Since they are warriors, they can hide their intentions to some extent… but Ungaja is also a highly skilled master.
She won’t fall for a clumsy ambush.
So what we need to do is not assassination, but a surprise attack. And it has to be a powerful blow that hits them hard.
A high plateau a little down from the mountain. The distance wasn’t too close, but it was a spacious place where we could easily escape if necessary.
There, Mingwoljinin asked Hongyeonhwa, who had hastily scattered talismans and infused her inner strength into them with a strange formation.
“Are you really okay? With such a short preparation, we can only deceive their eyes at best.”
“Don’t worry. I’m good at everything, but I’m most confident in my inner strength.”
Hongyeonhwa, who answered confidently, took a step forward and raised one hand.
Wooong-
A strange resonant sound echoed in our ears. And a black magic that quickly gathered towards Hongyeonhwa’s hand.
Although it was clearly a violent magic, it obediently followed Hongyeonhwa like a docile flock of sheep.
The compressed and overlapping mass of magic gradually grew in size and became denser.
Wooong-
It was only the size of my head. But the black sphere, darker than the darkness of the night, began to roar fiercely.
It seemed like it would burst at any moment, but the overflowing energy was only as strong as a mountain breeze.
Even though they were watching it right in front of them, all the warriors gathered here were overwhelmed.
Each one was a strong person in the martial arts world, but Hongyeonhwa was different.
But that wasn’t the end.
“Huup.”
A strange light flickered in her usually innocent pink eyes.
A distant, indescribable something that made Hongyeonhwa, who was always by my side, feel like a faraway presence.
The moment that could be called Hyungi Hyeon-gi (transcendental aura) was imbued in Hongyeonhwa. A change occurred in the sphere.
The violent howling of the sphere subsided, and the faint aura that was rotating also disappeared.
Complete stillness.
The sphere and all the warriors gathered here fell silent.
I knew that Hongyeonhwa’s main focus was on Quan Gak-sul and Ganggi Gong, but I never expected it to be this powerful.
Even I was amazed, so for a master who could see more than I could, it was needless to say.
However, this silence didn’t last long.
“Taegeuk…?”
The leader of the Mu-dang faction opened his mouth in a dismayed voice.
What? Why is that coming up now?
Just before the faint aura emitted by the sphere disappeared, I felt a strange rotation, but was that Taegeuk?
As Hongyeonhwa was about to answer, the Murim Prince raised his head faster than her.
“That’s not it.”
“The leader of the Mu-dang faction is right. It was definitely Taegeuk. But what’s the problem?”
Come to think of it, the Murim Prince Hyun Heo-jin was also from the Mu-dang faction.
Although it was a bit distracting to have his attention elsewhere just before the battle, it meant that Hongyeonhwa’s final technique was shocking to them.
“Taegeuk belongs to the Mu-dang, so how can it not be a problem?”
“Taegeuk doesn’t belong to anyone. Taegeuk is… “
“Stop. I understand the pride of the Mu-dang, but it’s not absolute. Remember the meaning of Manlyu Gwi-jong.”
“Manlyu Gwi-jong?”
“That’s right. Taegeuk is not that special to begin with. It’s something that is embedded in heaven and earth.”
Everything revolves and becomes stronger.
The rise and fall of history, the essence of inner strength, and even the fact that flowers that were barely blooming last year are now blooming more brilliantly than before can be called Taegeuk when viewed broadly, according to Hongyeonhwa.
“However, just because of that, it doesn’t mean that everything in the world belongs to the Mu-dang. Taegeuk is undoubtedly a great technique, but there is not just one path to reach it. I have learned to manipulate my inner strength in my own way, and this is the result.”
“Manlyu Gwi-jong… and the Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao…”
If you call it a Tao, it’s no longer a Tao.
It was a phrase from the Tao Te Ching or a Zen-like saying, but it was a sentence that I had known since my past life.
If you roughly define something, you will be trapped in the prejudice of that definition, so you must be free from it.
I don’t remember it well, but anyway, it meant to avoid defining the Tao as something. Maybe the leader of the Mu-dang faction was trapped in the prejudice that he was the Mu-dang’s Taegeuk.
Some of the warriors from other factions also felt it, nodding their heads.
Hongyeonhwa smiled wryly as the attention around her intensified.
“Others feel the same way. Ganggi Gong is not only in Hwangbo, and Byeonbyeon is not only in Hwasan.”
“That’s right. Taegeuk belongs to the Mu-dang, but it’s not absolute. Remember the meaning of Manlyu Gwi-jong.”
“Manlyu Gwi-jong?”
“Yes. Taegeuk is not that special to begin with. It’s something that is embedded in heaven and earth.”
Everything revolves and becomes stronger.
The rise and fall of history, the essence of inner strength, and even the fact that flowers that were barely blooming last year are now blooming more brilliantly than before can be called Taegeuk when viewed broadly, according to Hongyeonhwa.
“However, just because of that, it doesn’t mean that everything in the world belongs to the Mu-dang. Taegeuk is undoubtedly a great technique, but there is not just one path to reach it. I have learned to manipulate my inner strength in my own way, and this is the result.”
“Manlyu Gwi-jong… and the Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao…”
If you call it a Tao, it’s no longer a Tao.
It was a phrase from the Tao Te Ching or a Zen-like saying, but it was a sentence that I had known since my past life.
If you roughly define something, you will be trapped in the prejudice of that definition, so you must be free from it.
As the leader of the Mu-dang faction apologized, Hongyeonhwa smiled and turned her gaze towards the direction of the hunchback.
Many warriors were impressed by her dignified attitude, as if she were a master.
But I know. Hongyeonhwa is feeling a bit awkward right now.
I sent a telepathic message to her.
-So? What’s the truth?
-It’s not entirely wrong. I was inspired by some mediocre martial artists from the other world.
-What? You stole their martial arts.
-What are you talking about? The owner ran away, and I just picked it up from the ground!
-Well… okay… wait. Did you use another tomb as an example?
-Cough cough.
-You can tell me, you know?
-I… I destroyed more than one tomb, you know? They were all bastards, but it wasn’t the martial arts that were bad, it was them.
-So you learned from them carefully?
-Thanks to that, I was able to achieve the Cheonma Shin Gong. Even the dead bastards will be satisfied in hell.
What kind of thinking is this, like a cult leader’s? But come to think of it, Hongyeonhwa was the leader of the cult, Cheonma.
Well, there’s nothing I can do…
As I joked inwardly to ease the tension, we approached the direction where the hunchback was visible to the naked eye.
The Kangshi leading the way numbered only eight or nine at most. They all had the Hwagyeong’s Muwi, so they couldn’t be ignored, but the known number of Kangshi in the other world was fifteen.
In other words, the Kangshi in front of us were only half of their full strength.
Standing among those Kangshi was a middle-aged man who was even paler than the Kangshi.
Siwang Eonmu-yong.
Hongyeonhwa quietly picked up the sphere in her hand and threw it.
The speed was a bit slow, but the quiet strike was so silent that no sound or momentum could be felt.
There was no way to confirm it other than seeing it with your own eyes, but…
As the light of the torch was blocked by the Kangshi, the hunchback lightly moved his foot as if he had been waiting.
Jalang.
For some reason, the sound of a bell could be heard even from a distance. At the same time, the Kangshi who had been following the hunchback dumbfoundedly reacted.
Pababat.
With a sophisticated movement that seemed to be one body, the Kangshi surrounded the hunchback.
Not only did they each have their own weapons and martial arts, but half of them shot their Kanggi towards Hongyeonhwa’s Kanghwan, while the other half protected the surroundings without any gaps.
Although their weapons and martial arts were different, the Kanggi and Hongyeonhwa’s Kanghwan, which were all unified in gray, collided in the air.
Kwaaaaaang!!
As if it were the starting signal, Hongyeonhwa’s Kanghwan swelled up in size at the moment of collision.
Interestingly, there was no magic escaping outside the torch, as if a line had been drawn, so there was no damage to the surroundings… but the destructive power was concentrated towards the hunchback and the Kangshi.
The released magic stormed around, covering everything.
The gray Kanggi, which had been trying to drive out the Kanghwan, was no exception.
As if being chewed up by an invisible monster, it was deeply carved and eventually completely swallowed by the magic.
But they succeeded in reducing the momentum.
Although Hongyeonhwa’s Kanggi covered the Kanggi that the other Kangshi had spread out like a black curtain, the momentum was clearly weaker than before.
Hongyeonhwa also noticed this and shouted with a frown.
“There will be considerable damage, but it’s not enough to kill him!”
And then, Hongyeonhwa was the first to rush out.
As expected, Gumiwi and the martial artists of Mureungmaeng quickly followed her.
I and Sama Maeng also quickly rushed towards the hunchback, leading the martial artists of Pangga.
By the time we arrived, the storm of Kanggi had subsided, and the scenery beyond it began to come into view.
Although some arms and legs were flying around, the appearance of the Cheonnyeon Kangshi, who were moving perfectly, surrounding the hunchback who was not even a speck of dust, and the many Kangshi who had popped out of the ground without any water or signs of digging, blocking Hongyeonhwa’s path…
…I thought it might be a trap, but I didn’t know they had buried the Kangshi underground.