Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 294

The tip of the sword that Jang So-young had thrust out with all her heart.

Flinch.

It was caught in Lee Rowan’s fingers.

It was the Four Illusory Sword Technique of Jeomchang, which was said to pierce through anything.

The Four Illusory Sword Technique, which had reached its peak, was said to pierce even the sun, yet her sword was stopped by just two fingers.

“Will you do more?”

Lee Rowan spoke to Jang So-young, as if showing the overwhelming difference in their power.

Jang So-young’s eyes were still unwavering.

Bang!

The caught sword pushed forward towards Lee Rowan.

The explosive energy pushed the sword, becoming so fierce that it seemed to tear through space.

Faaang!

And when the second acceleration followed, Jang So-young’s sword tip was finally out of Lee Rowan’s hand.

Thud.

The sword stopped.

It was standing in front of Lee Rowan’s forehead.

If it had gone just an inch further, it would have pierced through Lee Rowan’s head.

However, the red blood orb blocking the sword seemed to have completely blocked any further advance.

Lee Rowan’s face was still without any movement.

Even though he had done nothing.

Saaaah!

The blood orb spread out, engulfing Jang So-young’s sword.

The red energy stretched out as if blood was flowing through blood vessels.

Woo-oong.

It was the moment when it devoured the energy imbued in Jang So-young’s sword and even sucked in Jang So-young’s energy connected to the sword.

Taat!

Jang So-young kicked off the air and retreated, slowly touching the ground.

It seemed she had judged that further contact was dangerous.

Whirring.

Jang So-young poured even more energy into her sword.

Only then did Lee Rowan’s blood energy, which had been engulfing the sword, slowly begin to disappear.

“Keup.”

She tried to endure it, but in the end, a mouthful of blood flowed from Jang So-young’s mouth.

It was because Lee Rowan’s blood energy, which had momentarily invaded through the sword, had twisted her energy channels.

The two stood facing each other.

The gap seemed to have widened for sure, but.

Kwaang!

The ground Jang So-young was standing on crumbled away.

She had begun to release the energy dwelling within her dantian [energy center] without restraint.

The blue light surrounding her whole body and the clear light surrounding her sword.

It was….

Whirr!

It was burning red, like a flame.

Jang So-young moved towards Lee Rowan, who was standing as if he had expected it.

The moment her figure, which had kicked off the ground, moved, it blurred for a moment.

Kwaang!

She stabbed in beside Lee Rowan, but Lee Rowan blocked Jang So-young’s sword with one hand without even looking at it.

It wasn’t something that would end with just one attempt.

Swish!

Jang So-young’s sword, which had disappeared again, aimed for another opening on the opposite side and stabbed in.

Clang!

Lee Rowan knocked it away with his hand, throwing her away.

Her figure, which seemed to fall and sit down, disappeared once again.

Acceleration.

Having released the energy of her dantian to the fullest and gained speed, she was moving at a speed invisible to other people’s eyes.

The trajectory of the sword was drawn.

Right!

Swoosh!

Left!

Swoosh!

And even behind Lee Rowan.

In an instant, dozens of sword shadows rose, aiming at Lee Rowan simultaneously.

None of them could be called an illusion.

Each of the dozens of sword shadows was a sword strike with a sharp penetrating power that could pierce through anything.

Pa pa pa pat!

The same number of blood orbs popped up.

Goo-oong!

It seemed as if they were devouring each of the sword shadows, but.

At some point.

Po-o-ong!

The blood orbs burst, unable to handle the energy they had devoured.

That was the opening.

Blood orbs were created and took their place.

No matter how fast they seemed, there were limits.

Swoosh.

Jang So-young was not one to miss that opening.

With a sharp cutting sound, Jang So-young’s sword shadow disappeared in an instant.

Jang So-young, who reappeared, was in front of Lee Rowan’s eyes, just as she had been at the beginning.

A small wound on Lee Rowan’s cheek.

“….”

It was the moment when Jang So-young finally broke through Lee Rowan’s defense.

It was also the first time.

“….”

It was at that moment that Jang So-young’s eyes, which had not lost their composure, began to waver.

Jjeo-eo-eong!

A roar echoed as if a sonic boom had exploded.

Iron fragments scattered in all directions.

Swoosh!

Blood was seeping out all over Jang So-young’s body.

The Jeomchang sword she was holding, a divine weapon and the one given to the head disciple, Ilhae.

Thud thud.

Only the sword hilt remained, held miserably in Jang So-young’s hand.

Her famous sword had reached the end of its life in exchange for making a small wound on Lee Rowan’s cheek.

The wound on Lee Rowan that she had created.

Swish.

It had already healed completely, leaving no trace.

Jang So-young and Lee Rowan made eye contact.

And Lee Rowan opened his mouth.

“Will you do more?”

Exactly the same as he had asked the first time.

* * *

The gap.

When Lee Rowan and Jang So-young had faced off before, Jang So-young had already felt that gap once.

Jang So-young, who was recognized as a proper master, not just a rising master of Eun [a region or faction].

There were only a handful of people in Jeomchang who could match her, and she thought that even if all of Eun were combined, there would not be thirty people with similar skills to her.

But she met Lee Rowan, and when she felt the gap between them.

“….”

She realized the meaning of ‘a sky beyond the sky’.

A sky beyond the sky.

A man standing on a huge wall that she could not reach.

That was why Jang So-young went to the Assembly with the power of the Heavenly Demon residing in Jeomchang, to further awaken that power of the Heavenly Demon.

She met a true master whom she could acknowledge and gained new power.

It would be impossible to say that the process was easy.

It was a time when she, who had held a sword and trained her whole life, felt that everything she had done so far was useless.

Hell.

It was the power she had gained at the end of that hell.

And so, she met Lee Rowan again.

“I asked if you would do more.”

The gap between them had not narrowed yet.

Rather, the height of that wall had grown so much that it could no longer be measured.

Kwaang!

A loud explosion was heard from one side.

Even without looking, Jang So-young, who had reached a high level, had a clear picture in her mind as if a painting was being drawn.

“Keuk.”

The screams that were heard were not from the Blood Cultists.

They were from the Sixteen Swords of Jeomchang.

“You’ve become less talkative. Or have you lost your words?”

The masters of Jeomchang that Jeomchang boasted about.

And unlike those who had stagnated and rotted, they were people who had experienced the world and filled their experiences.

Jang So-young had given them everything she had without holding back.

It was said that it took time for fruit to ripen, but even with that, they had made great progress.

But.

“Kkeueok!”

They were no match for the Blood Cultists.

Just as Lee Rowan had become a monster, they too had become monsters.

That gap.

That unbridgeable gap.

Kwaak.

It drove Jang So-young crazy.

Blood flowed from her bitten lip.

Goo-oo.

The blood flowing from her mouth and all over her body was becoming even darker.

At that moment, Lee Rowan’s figure disappeared.

“……!”

Lee Rowan’s hand, which had appeared, was touching the top of Jang So-young’s head.

The Baihui acupoint [a vital point on the crown of the head].

It was the worst vital point for a martial artist.

The moment it was struck, it was natural to die.

However, Jang So-young was still breathing, and the energy seeping from Lee Rowan’s hand that had touched the Baihui acupoint was blocking something in Jang So-young.

Just now, Jang So-young was about to go berserk.

She was going to explode all her energy and release her innate energy.

And she was going to use the Blood Demon Divine Art with that power.

Lee Rowan had stopped it.

“You guys.”

Lee Rowan said.

“Do you know why those who are called the righteous sects have become so weak?”

Eun had become stronger.

They had not stopped training during the separation of the worlds, and even after the gates of the world had reopened, they had used all sorts of methods to grow rapidly.

If the past Eun and the present Eun were compared, the present would definitely be stronger.

But Lee Rowan said they had become weaker.

“It’s because you’ve lost your way.”

Lee Rowan spoke with languid eyes, like a teacher.

“Martial arts are martial studies and martial ways.”

It was not Lee Rowan who was speaking.

-Martial arts are martial studies and martial ways.

It is both study and a path.

A path to move forward.

“But you have lost that path.”

Training in martial arts was not simply for fighting enemies or training oneself.

“The method of heading towards the path you have set as your goal is martial arts.”

Everything was what her master had told her.

“But you who are called the righteous sects have abandoned the goals you have set. Naturally, your martial arts, which you created to reach your goals….”

Lee Rowan was also feeling it.

“Since the direction is wrong, it cannot exert its proper power.”

That was why.

“That is why you have become weak.”

The righteous people, the martial artists of the Assembly, would say that they are stronger now than in the past.

But that was just self-consolation for mediocre people.

For martial artists who had the goal of reaching the ultimate as their foundation, it was poison.

They could never reach the ultimate.

“Clothes that are patched up may look beautiful, but they are ultimately easy to tear.”

That was their current situation.

“A martial artist who has lost their goal and lost their way….”

Lee Rowan withdrew his hand from the top of Jang So-young’s head.

“Is just trash.”

“Then….”

Jang So-young opened her mouth.

“Then what should I do….”

Her voice was filled with resentment.

“Everything I thought was a lie.”

Turning away, she was shouting.

“What the hell do you want me to do!”

Where she was born and raised, what she had learned and mastered.

All of it was fake.

She felt it even more because she knew the truth that was not known, the truth that should not be known.

She had truly lost her way.

“What… what do you want me to do….”

“You just need to find your way.”

“Ha.”

Was it as easy as saying it?

“Will you do more?”

Lee Rowan asked again.

“Shut up!”

“If you do more, everything you have will eventually disappear.”

“….”

Jang So-young took a step back.

“Everything you were born into, learned, and mastered.”

Lee Rowan spoke as if he had read her mind.

“It will be swept away and disappear in the flames.”

“It’s fake.”

Jang So-young replied.

“They are just fake things. It doesn’t matter what happens to them.”

That was why she felt no emotion when she returned and cut down and killed the disciples of Jeomchang.

“So kill me. Kill me and kill Jeomchang. If that’s what it takes, then do it. Now….”

Her eyes were burning like flames.

Even though he had blocked her energy channels through the Baihui acupoint.

Crack!

She was tearing apart the blocked energy channels and exploding her energy.

“Because it doesn’t matter anymore.”

The tears of blood flowing from her eyes fell like a painting.

The Blood Demon God.

She was unleashing the Blood Demon Divine Art to its peak within the level she could use.

Normally, she would have died.

But before learning the Blood Demon Divine Art, she had also mastered the incomplete Heavenly Demon Divine Art passed down in Jeomchang.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Art, which strengthened the body, the vessel, was still holding her together so that she would not break.

“Make that fake into real.”

Lee Rowan said.

In the tone of a human, Lee Rowan, not a Blood Demon.

“It’s something you can do if you try.”

However.

“It’s too late.”

Jang So-young showed a bitter smile.

Somewhat bitter.

Already, his voice had been echoing in her head since a while ago.

-Accept me.

Tiresome and hateful.

-Accept me.

Her master’s voice.

Faaaang!

The blood that was gushing out from under her feet turned into pillars, enveloping her whole body.

-I will make you transcend humanity.

Her father, but now she could no longer call him that.

“Kuaaaaak!”

Kwon Cheol’s voice.