Absolute Sword Sense

[Side Story Episode 3: Those Who Seek Him (4)]

A dark cavity.

A single luminous beam softly illuminates a large cavity.

What appeared to be a common entrance was blocked by a large rock to prevent anyone from entering.

The cavity was filled with numerous traces, as if they had been training for a long time, and there were no clean spots anywhere.

In the middle of the cavity, there is an old man in an old robe doing zazen.

A haze rose from the body of the old man, who had his eyes closed as if meditating, along with hot heat.

Soon, a whirlwind of haze was created, creating a vortex of energy.

Eventually, the energy gradually rose and became so strong that it took up the entire common space

- Kwaaaang!

The rock shattered in the aftermath of the spreading energy.

“Kkkkkkkkkkkkk!”

A hearty laugh flowed from the mouth of the old man whose eyes were closed.

Three old men in uniform came into the dusty cavity.

Among the old people, the one with only black hair in the middle said as he took the throne.

“I congratulate you on your great success, Lord Muwon. Ambassador type.”

“I salute you. Ambassador type.”

The old man nodded at their congratulations and stood up.

An old Taoist man opens his eyes.

His left eye was sparkling gold.

But not only that, the three other Daoists also each had one golden eye.

An old man called Grand Master spoke to the disciples.

“The time is finally ripe.”

“Big brother!”

The three monks were thrilled by his words.

They have been waiting only for this moment.

The old man with black hair in the middle spoke in an excited voice.

“It is said that Gu Qian of the Yue Dynasty has tasted gall for a long time and recalled the humiliation, but is it just a matter of waiting for the great brother and our Moshan sect? “I waited only for this day.”

“Nobu is like that too.”

The old Taoist monk called the Great Brother stretched out his hand.

Then the old treasured sword that was lying on the floor was sucked into his hand.

-Good!

The old man holding the sword spoke with determination in his voice.

“It’s been over two hundred years since we entered Kirin Mountain. “To survive, they survive by eating the blood of animals and humans.”

The monks groaned, probably remembering that moment.

What miserable years were spent trying to survive and become strong.

The moment to repay those years of patience has arrived.

“The day has finally come to take revenge on that bastard Geum Sang-je, who betrayed us and used us until the end, and on the martial arts group that drove our Mosan sect into a conspiracy.”

“I have been waiting for the day when the Grand Master will succeed Muwon.”

“It was a lot of hardship. Without the hard work of the priests, Muwon would not have been able to achieve greatness. “First, you will receive blood compensation from that Geumsangje bastard.”

The expressions on the three monks' faces turned strange as he heard his voice full of determination.

At their reaction, the Daoin, called the Great Brother, looked puzzled and asked.

“Why are you doing that?”

After taking notice, the monk with only black hair in the middle spoke cautiously.

“That ambassador. Even if not, I have something to tell you.”

“What did you mean?”

“A lot has happened in the five years since the Great Master began his training at the closing ceremony. Especially in the past year.”

“In one year? “What happened?”

“It looks like Geumsangje is really dead.”

“.......what?”

The expression of the Daoin, who was called the Great Brother, hardened at those words.

Who is Geum Sang-je?

Wasn't he a monster who obtained Seobok's secret to martial arts, albeit imperfectly, and achieved immortality and reached the highest level of martial arts?

It was also a party that had used and abandoned the Mosan faction for a long time as if they were a tribe.

“How!”

He was a Taoist who practiced martial arts with utmost pride just to defeat him.

But when I heard that he had died, I couldn't help but feel shocked and devastated.

“Is that true?”

“I’m sure.”

“Are you sure? “Who on earth killed him?”

“They say he died at the hands of a woman named Yeonsaeng, the royal family’s best expert.”

“what?”

The Taoist known as the Great Brother was dumbfounded by his words.

It was hard to believe that that monstrous being was killed by a female martial artist.

“Aren’t you the descendant of the swordsman you feared?”

Geumsangje was afraid of Geomseon’s descendants.

Therefore, he trained the later members of the Mosan faction to perfect Seobok's imperfect secret of immortality.

As a result, many disciples lost their lives.

The Daoin with black hair only in the middle answered.

“.......yes. It is said that the imperial family took care of the supply and demand and praised the merits of King Gyeongseong's guard named Yeonsaeng on a large scale. “I heard that she received the title of Vice Admiral of the Gold Medal with the body of a woman.”

“under!”

I was truly shocked.

The hard work that had been done solely to kill him became meaningless in an instant.

The Daoin, known as the Great Brother, raised his voice in anger.

“How can you tell us that now?”

“...He was in the midst of an important closing, and even if Geumsangje died, wouldn’t that be the end of our long-cherished wish?”

“Ahhh.”

At the words of the priest Daoin, a faint sigh flowed from the mouth of the Daoin called Grand Brother.

That was right.

Even if Geumsangje died, it was the beginning of revenge.

In order to resolve their resentment, they had to sort out their relationships not only with Geumsangje, but also with other Taoists and martial arts people who had feuded with them.

“Priests. You are right. Geumsangje is just a mountain that even he passes through. “He’s not everything.”

“you're right. And in some ways, heaven may be helping us.”

“Heaven help me?”

“If it’s the cunning Geumsangje bastard, he might be afraid of us standing up again and might do something.”

“yes. “If it’s a guy, it might be like that.”

Didn't he hide his whole life out of fear of Geomseon's descendants?

If he were to be wary of them being so diligent and fully prepared, he might even hide his traces and plot a plan.

Then, when I suddenly thought differently, I thought that his life was really strange.

‘The man who so desired eternal life...'

Who would have thought that he would go so far in vain?

When he tried to find out Seobok's secret techniques and found no success, he tried to exterminate the Mosan faction just because he knew about it.

Looking at this, it seemed like there was no such thing as causal retribution.

‘hmm.'

I became curious about that woman named Yeonsaeng.

How strong and skilled in strategy was it for an ordinary military officer to be able to kill a snake-like snake that had lived for hundreds of years like Geum Sang-je?

The Doin, who was lost in thought for a moment, spoke.

“If you kill that woman named Yeonsaeng, you can lower the morale of the martial arts team and the entire imperial family.”

If Geumsangje was killed, it could actually be said to be close to the peak.

In any case, the descendants of Geomseon disappeared hundreds of years ago and have not even been seen, so they may have already passed away long ago or have become fables.

“There is nothing more effective than killing the apex.”

The Taoist with only black hair in the middle shook his head and said to him.

“The ambassador type. “She is also predicted to be the best of martial arts, but the current peak of martial arts is someone else.”

“what?”

The Daoist known as the Great Brother frowned.

Is there anyone stronger than the woman who killed Geumsangje?

“Who is it?”

“This is Jin Woon-hwi, the greatest sword in the world.”

“The best sword in the world?”

Just by hearing the name, you could already tell that it was the pinnacle of martial arts.

It was surprising that since Geomseon, there was no one in Moorim who was called the best in the world.

“A lot has changed since it closed.”

“He is a descendant of Geomseon.”

“what?”

When he heard that he was a descendant of Geomseon, the face of the monk called Daeseon became horribly distorted.

For the Mosan faction, Geomseon Sunyangja was no different from their enemy.

However, when I heard that the descendant of Geomseon was alive and well and reigning at the top of the current martial arts world, my will to fight was rekindled.

“Geomseon’s descendants are alive? Hahahahahahaha!”

A Taoist known as the great type who explodes with light.

The monk with black hair only in the middle spoke carefully to him.

“One death penalty. You must not let down your guard. “It would not be an exaggeration to say that the execution that brought Duke Muwon to great heights was the best of all time, but there are widespread rumors that he killed Gyoryong.”

“Kill the dragon? “Are you talking about that corrupt spirit being?”

“That's right. We had a hard time believing it when we heard that, but we heard that many people were watching...”

It was that moment.

-Kurrrrr!

“laugh!”

“Common?”

The entire cavity shook as if there had been an earthquake due to the vast amount of energy emanating from the so-called Daoist.

“What does it mean to kill a dragon?”

-Gooooooo!

The incredible novelty made me feel dizzy and appalled.

“Do you think I can’t do that?”

‘It is an inner skill that is beyond the realm of humans.'

‘He is indeed the ambassador!'

After confirming the power of this type of dialogue, any anxiety I felt completely disappeared.

Even if they killed the spiritual creature, Gyo-ryong, they thought that their grand execution would also be enough to do it.

‘With just the Grand Master and blood demons, we can fulfill the grievances of this faction!'

Blood Demon is the result of research to discover the secrets of secret arts.

They are no different from artificially created monsters.

They become stronger by drinking blood, and their strength is comparable to that of a first-class expert even without learning martial arts.

‘The most frightening thing about blood demons is their proliferation.'

Those whose blood is sucked by a blood demon become another blood demon.

They were their origins.

Therefore, even the newly created blood demons followed their orders.

So far, we have secured about 3,000 blood demons, and if they are released to the midfield, they will multiply in an instant.

If that happens, bloody revenge will begin.

It was a moment when I was about to get excited with anticipation.

-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!

I heard someone running.

It was a blood demon with yellow eyes and sharp teeth.

“Big...big problem...happened.”

Although they were beast-like blood demons, there were some with a clear sense of self.

They were the ones who controlled other blood demons through them.

The Daoin, whose hair was only black in the middle, looked puzzled and asked.

“What is happening?”

“The enemy... has invaded.... “They are coming in while killing our compatriots.”

“what? “Is the enemy invading?”

Hearing the blood demon's words, the monks all looked at the great brother.

As long as he broke out of the closed door, he was the leader.

The Daoist called Daehyung was the first to throw the sword, and three other Taoists followed him.

“Who broke in?”

A normal person would be unable to move due to the pressure of the blood demon.

However, if you have come into this place known as the Three Great Bans and are killing blood demons to enter, you are probably not an ordinary expert.

A Taoist with black hair only in the middle said.

“No matter how strong you are, you cannot handle all 3,000 blood demons. “If it’s been a while since they invaded, they might have become another blood demon by now…”

His sentence wasn’t finished

before the sight they saw coming out of the cave left them speechless.

‘!?'

I couldn't believe it when I saw it.

Many of the blood demons are lying down with their heads exploded.

I was at a loss for words due to the huge amount of blood and brain fluid that was soaking the floor.

At most, the only surviving blood demons were around thirty.

But even that

- papa papa papak!

His head exploded and he died.

The regenerative power of blood demons was different from that of humans, but their weak point was their heads.

They are slaughtering them as if they knew it.

“Who is that guy...”

In their eyes, they saw a young man walking across this place stained with blood.

Blood is splattering everywhere, but the young man, who doesn't have any drops of blood on his clothes, has a peaceful face, as if he's just gone for a walk.

‘That appearance... no way?'

At that time, the eyes of the black-haired Daoin in the middle widened.

Among the Daoists, he was the only one who traveled outside of Hyeolrorim and obtained information from outside.

The moment I saw the young man's tall appearance and appearance, I immediately thought of someone.

“The best sword in the world!”

The executioners could not help but be surprised by his words.

If Jin Woon-hwi is the world's greatest sword, isn't he the man who is said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world and the one who killed the Gyo-ryong they were talking about just a moment ago?

“Are you saying the author of the execution is a descendant of that swordsman?”

“It is certain if the rumors are true.”

“...It’s unbelievably strong. “How can blood demons be so helpless?”

It took a really long time to secure this much blood demon.

But it was on the verge of becoming meaningless.

Just now, the head of the last blood demon exploded, killing all of the blood demons in sight.

no. Only one survived.

It was a blood demon who came to report to them.

This blood demon was behind them, looking at the scene in front of them with a face filled with fear.

‘......That thing is a monster.'

The disciples of the Mosan sect could not hide their tension.

Geomseon's descendants were even more monstrous than they imagined.

Their only hope was their own execution.

“The ambassador type. “You can deal with him...”

“Pretty good. okay. “You have to be at that level to be able to deal with Bondo, who has reached the highest level with nothing.”

“Ahhh!”

“As expected, he is an ambassador!”

Hope filled their eyes as they heard the words of the ambassador, who still had not lost his arrogance and confidence.

I was sure that if it was the Great Master type, no matter how monstrous the descendant of Geomseon was, he would never be pushed aside.

With his fighting spirit welled up, he spoke to the priests.

“Watch his end.”

-Pot!

As soon as those words were finished, their large body rushed towards him with tremendous force.

They didn't take their eyes off him.

Another fight over the dominance of the martial arts tribe is about to begin.

It was a moment when I thought,

-Okay!

The head of the great swordsman, who had rushed towards Jin Woon-hwi, the best sword in the world, was blown off.

It happened in an instant.

‘!!!'

-Rolling around!

A giant-shaped head rolling around on the floor.

The three surviving Daoists, the only ones from the Mosan sect, couldn't keep their mouths shut, their eyes wide as if they were about to explode.

[Side Story Episode 3: Those Who Seek Him (4)] End

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