Nangseon Gihwandam – Part 2, Chapter 167
Swoosh.
Blood drips onto the faded rice paper.
Like blood falling into water, the droplets flowed with a strange current, soon forming into soldier clones.
The number was nearly seven hundred.
At the forefront was a clone of Misaepa, exuding considerable power.
“Is everyone ready?”
“Of course.”
On the opposite side, Cheonbeom and his group were somewhat dwarfed.
With Beom at the lead, followed by Tamhwa, Saha, and then Huhae and Sabi.
Seven hundred versus five.
It was clear at a glance who would win.
Nevertheless, the soldiers did not relax their guard, for they had clearly witnessed the might of the giant Five Dragons during the previous battle with the Demonic Immortals of the Collapsing World, even if they didn’t know anyone else.
Misaepa himself had said that the strength of the Five Dragons rivaled that of Hyangseon, so none of Misaepa’s soldiers let their guard down.
Misaepa had even promised them precious treasures to inspire them, making them even more motivated.
“Then, let’s begin.”
Misaepa, at the head, raised his hand. And as he brought it down sharply.
“Uwooooo!!”
“Let’s go!!”
His soldiers charged forward.
Misaepa floated in the air, not yet moving.
It seemed he planned to watch for a while.
Accordingly, Cheonbeom drew his massive greatsword, planted it in the ground, and remained motionless. Thanks to this, it was Huhae, Sabi, and Saha who had to move.
“Support me.”
“Yes, sir!”
Saha immediately raised the Sangseon artifact and summoned Hwagirin.
Hwagirin held a fireball in its mouth and instantly unleashed a beam of light.
Whoosh! Kwaaaang!!
As the beam shot out, soldiers were swept away in an instant, and a sea of red fire surged across the Jan Jan Blood Field [a battlefield soaked in blood].
“Impressive. Truly powerful divine power befitting the Hwagirin family.”
Misaepa was genuinely impressed.
For a Sangseon level being, he wielded remarkably powerful fire energy and divine abilities.
Huhae and Sabi also demonstrated skills superior to others of the same rank.
Sabi transformed into his true form as a fish, burrowing beneath the ground and swimming across the battlefield, while Huhae drew his twin axes and slammed them into the ground with immense force.
Kwaaaang!
The ground cracked and split, and from within, Sabi transformed from a Kun form into a Dapung, summoning a storm.
With Saha’s Hwagirin spewing red flames around them, the battlefield instantly turned into a scene of carnage.
The three worked well together.
However, it was difficult to stop over seven hundred Sangseon level beings with just that, when Tamhwa stealthily appeared.
Though she appeared as a young girl, the poison Tamhwa emitted was enough to cause death with a single breath, and the golden chains emanating from her entire body were incredibly strong and tough, making it impossible for anyone caught to escape.
Spewing poisonous mist and wildly swinging her golden chains, kicking everything in her path, Tamhwa was like a demon to the soldiers.
She was truly a match for a hundred.
However, things were not entirely smooth.
“If we stop only you, it will be over.”
One of Misaepa’s aides, a Hyangseon named Ryu, was at his side.
Soon, Ryu’s immortal technique and Tamhwa transformed into streaks of light, engaging in aerial combat, giving the soldiers below some breathing room.
Tamhwa had wiped out about three hundred in an instant, and riding the initial momentum, Saha’s group had eliminated about a hundred, leaving only three hundred.
Around that point, Misaepa began to move.
“Getting a little anxious?”
Startled, Misaepa sneered and took out a scepter from his chest.
“The end of this battle is already determined anyway. Everything will be settled in the contest between you and me.”
That was also true for him.
Beom drew the Nine Ringed Blade from the ground and pointed it at Misaepa with one hand.
Clang, clang, clang!
The nine rings of the Nine Ringed Blade clattered, emitting an eerie aura.
“A hideous greatsword. You possess such a sinister thing? Is it a trophy?”
“I have no obligation to tell you.”
Beom let out a cryptic laugh and infused the Nine Ringed Blade with divine power.
Then, crack! Crrrack!
The greatsword cracked and split, and the rings attached to it screamed as they tore apart, clattering and popping out!
As if something had been sealed, the last ring shattered and disappeared, and the massive greatsword crumbled.
It was then.
Whooong-
A chilling wind swept through.
Soon, a ghostly wail was heard from somewhere, and a ghostly mist settled low.
“Its form has changed.”
In Cheonbeom’s hand was not a massive greatsword, but a slender blade.
A sword with a striking crimson blade.
It seemed to be a new form.
“Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I’ve used this.”
He had often used it in the Lower World, but he couldn’t use it in the Upper World.
As such, even though it was a chilling ghostly wail, Beom felt a sense of welcome.
Within the low-lying ghostly mist, large and small demons raised their heads.
The number was estimated to be in the hundreds of thousands, an enormous figure.
Moreover, the eerie energy emitted by each of the demons was extraordinary.
They could not be dismissed as mere demons; they possessed a powerful force.
Misaepa, faced with an enormous army of demons, realized the power they possessed at a glance and was aghast.
“…Not an ordinary Yeonjabo [a powerful artifact or technique that summons and controls demons].”
With that alone, he could single-handedly stop most armies of the Collapsing World.
“I will go all out from the start.”
Crack, crackle!!
With chilling bone sounds, Misaepa’s form changed into that of a Geowon [a giant celestial being].
Simultaneously, he slammed the scepter in his hand into the ground with a bang! The ground cracked and split, and gravity reversed.
Chunks of earth floated upward, gathering into a single point and gradually transforming into a giant moon that obscured the ground below.
Misaepa was trying to seal all the demons at once by creating a moon through his Gongbeop [a martial art technique], Sincheon-Jichukra [New Heaven-Earth Axis].
“Hmm, so you had such a trick.”
Beom nodded at his insight and gripped the thinned Nine Ringed Blade in reverse.
Then he dropped it, and Misaepa was only puzzled as to what he was doing.
The Nine Ringed Blade fell from the blade to the ground, but strangely, the moment it touched the ground, it turned into black smoke and transformed into ghostly mist.
Misaepa’s eyes narrowed.
Whoosh.
The wind changed.
Boom, the hundreds of thousands of demons transformed back into black smoke.
Soon, the ghostly mist gathered into one and transformed into the form of a woman.
A woman with pale skin, wrapped in black cloth, wearing rings made of crimson iron on her hands and feet, like a ghost.
It was Guieum Narakchal Yehu [Ghostly Yin Rakshasa Yehu, a powerful demoness].
“Tsk…”
Beom clicked his tongue as if he didn’t like it, but he didn’t take it back.
As he gestured, Yehu smiled at the corner of her mouth and spread her arms.
Then, tens of thousands of black blades sprang out from the ghostly mist that had spread around her.
“What!”
Misaepa was startled and evaded the blades, but not his moon.
Clang, clang, clang!
The Sincheon-Jichukra [New Heaven-Earth Axis], which had been hacked to pieces in an instant, shattered and fell.
The black blades of the Guieum Narakchal [Ghostly Yin Rakshasa] did not only fly towards him.
They also fell on the heads of the soldiers beneath the ground.
“Cough!”
“Heok!”
The blades that fell on the heads of hundreds of soldiers brought them down.
But if that was all, Misaepa would not have been surprised.
‘The soldiers…’
She was starting to raise the fallen soldiers again.
Those with swords stuck in their crowns rose from their seats as if being controlled, formed hand seals, and attacked Misaepa with their respective divine powers.
It was a very difficult situation for Misaepa.
“To use such cowardly sorcery!”
“Are you going to talk such nonsense even after becoming a ghost? You’re said to be the genius among geniuses that the Misae clan boasts, but you’re not that great.”
“You…!”
As Misaepa, in the form of a Geowon [a giant celestial being], dodged the blades of the Guieum Narakchal [Ghostly Yin Rakshasa] and cleaned up the soldiers, Beom examined her.
‘I see. It’s not just the demons themselves that have become stronger, but they are using Hyungnyeok [Corrupted Power].’
She was using Hyungnyeok [Corrupted Power], the energy of the Bulgu Daechenma [Great Fiend of Immeasurable Calamity], to enhance her power.
Moreover, thanks to Mangakbyeonwang [King of Myriad Transformations] lending his strength, she possessed an energy close to that of a Yeonjabo [a powerful artifact or technique that summons and controls demons], making her even more powerful than most Yeonjabos.
The fact that Yehu was in control of all of that was a bit unsettling, but if he removed his emotions, she could be said to be an excellent magic tool.
Each of the black blades she wielded was a demon transformed, moving according to her will and possessing Hyungnyeok [Corrupted Power], so ordinary magic tools would only break instead of blocking them.
Therefore, Sangseon level beings would never be able to block them, and only Hyangseon level beings would be able to block them a few times.
But even that would be too much.
Beom decided to call the black blades she wielded Heuksu [Black Water].
This time, she used a large number of Heuksu [Black Water] to trap himself and Misaepa.
The Heuksu [Black Water] that appeared in the ghostly mist were densely connected, dominating a space in the air like a black sun.
Misaepa, trapped in that place, thrashed about in all directions, struggling to escape, but the space made of Heuksu [Black Water] was extremely solid.
After a while.
When Misaepa’s struggles subsided, Cheonbeom entered the space created by the Guieum Narakchal [Ghostly Yin Rakshasa], where Misaepa, his entire body pierced by Heuksu [Black Water], was skewered and hung like a skewer, covered in blood.
Next to him, Yehu whispered something in his ear as if she was ecstatic, most of which were cunning insults that touched his pride.
“Tsk.”
Beom clicked his tongue and waved his hand.
Then, with a satisfied smile, she disappeared into black smoke.
The Heuksu [Black Water] that had pierced Misaepa also turned into ghostly mist and disappeared, and soon, Beom held in his hand the same crude greatsword with nine rings attached as before.
Soon, even his figure blurred like mist and disappeared.
Swish.
Opening his closed eyes, he saw Misaepa sweating and his soldiers releasing their seated meditation, breathing heavily.
“My victory in the bet.”
“….”
Misaepa glared at him as if resentful and clenched his fist.
“Your victory.”
Then, Huhae, who was next to him, shouted and rejoiced as if it were his own business.
Sabi also did not express it outwardly, but could not stop the corners of his mouth from twitching.
Saha smiled gently, and Tamhwa looked at the soldiers as if she was hungry.
“Well done.”
Beom stroked Tamhwa’s head and praised Huhae, Sabi, and Saha for their hard work.
They had shown a higher level of combat than he had expected.
To be honest, he hadn’t expected much except for Tamhwa, so he was surprised.
‘Rather than being under me…’
He briefly wondered if it would be better for them to be under Saha.
It seemed like it wouldn’t be bad to tell Saha later to take them in. Her subordinates had disappeared from the Hyogu family.
“So, what is the favor you want? Tell me quickly. Before I change my mind.”
There was no need to delay.
Cheonbeom asked directly.
-What is the command of the Great Heavenly Martial General?
-…Do you really need to know that?
He seemed hesitant.
Beom nodded.
There was nothing else he wanted to ask or request from him.
The very act of accepting the bet was for that reason.
He had no interest in anything else.
-Why are you curious about that?
-The thing you carry in your chest, I can’t help but feel the Hwasintong [Divine Incarnation Power] that others wouldn’t notice.
-…! Since when did you know?
-From the beginning.
-!
He had noticed from the first time he saw him.
He couldn’t help but feel the energy of something he carried in his chest.
It was a faint, insignificant energy, but Cheonbeom could never fail to recognize it.
Misaepa frowned deeply, formed a hand seal, and cast a barrier that obscured the scenery, completely hiding himself and Cheonbeom from the soldiers.
Then, he took out a jade box from his chest and opened it.
Inside, there was a piece of feather that seemed to have been cut off.
Bearing blue flames.