Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 223

Tale of the Wandering Swordsman – 222

In the sky of the Golden Ring Celestial Realm, where floating islands drifted, the giant armored dragon, Oryong, and the crimson mist were locked in a fierce battle.

Oryong spewed black venomous mist, capable of melting anything, and even transformed himself into the same deadly substance to fight.

However, Chungseon skillfully kept pace with Oryong, relentlessly attacking him.

Little by little, Oryong, his blood being stolen by Chungseon’s celestial insects, began to writhe in agony.

His armor protected him from direct blows, but he was defenseless against the celestial insects that infiltrated his mouth and nose.

“You were fortunate enough to break through the barrier and become a cultivator, but you’re still like a toddler who can’t even walk! Stop this nonsense and hand him over! If you do, I will spare your life!”

However, Oryong responded to those words with an even more intense roar, charging at Chungseon.

“Foolish!”

At Chungseon’s gesture, the crimson mist surged like a storm.

Wriggling like a snake, Oryong seemed to lose strength and plummeted downwards.

KWAHHHH!

Crashing through several floating islands, Oryong barely managed to cling to a small one. He was completely still, as if he had lost consciousness.

Chungseon landed gracefully on Oryong’s body with a faint smile.

“I have no intention of killing you, so rest assured. Except for the one you harbor, you won’t even be able to die comfortably since you swallowed the Woncheong River [a mythical river of pure energy].”

As Chungseon extended his grasp, celestial insects gathered and transformed into a massive red scythe.

And with a single strike…

KKAANG!! Chungseon’s grip was torn apart.

“What…!”

In that moment of bewilderment,

As if waiting for this, Oryong’s body turned into black smoke, binding Chungseon.

Chungseon screamed sharply and swung his scythe, but only the dark smoke engulfed his body.

On the surface, it seemed as if victory was leaning towards Oryong, but Chungseon wore a sneer as if it were ridiculous.

“Trying to play tricks!”

Then, an anomaly occurred.

Suddenly, Chungseon’s body also turned into a red mist, his form becoming indistinct. As the black smoke and red mist mixed, explosions erupted in the void, like opposing divine powers.

KWANG! KWANG! KWANG! KWANG!

As the earth-shattering explosions detonated in succession, rain clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder and lightning raged.

Amidst them, the black smoke and red mist crisscrossed and collided, moving so fast that it seemed as if the clouds were fighting each other.

Whiririk.

The red mist gathered and transformed back into Chungseon, the red man.

However, his face was slowly sinking, like a mirror falling into a swamp.

‘I underestimated him….’

He’s more formidable than expected.

His solid armor remained unscathed even by my attacks.

It seems this battle will be more difficult than I thought. Oryong may have just become a cultivator, but he is not to be taken lightly.

And as long as the phoenix’s divided soul is by his side….

It was then.

As soon as the black smoke gathered and Oryong revealed himself, a blue streak of light darted away in the opposite direction.

It must be him.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Hwaaa!

Transformed into a red mist, Chungseon instantly crossed the space, trying to devour the blue streak of light.

However, Oryong, not about to let that happen, twisted his body to block him.

Kooong!! But Chungseon, who had been prepared, grabbed the blue streak of light with his celestial insects.

“Kuhk!”

“To think you could escape from me… your vain hope must be quite cruel.”

Sangun desperately spewed blue flames with a face filled with despair, but Chungseon didn’t even flinch, as if it didn’t even tickle him.

“Ugh… shouldn’t you deal with that guy first!? You already look like you’re struggling.”

“Hmph, what a ridiculous thing to say.”

Chungseon turned his head to look at Oryong with a sneer.

“Did you think I was struggling against a cultivator who just ascended? If you thought so, you better get your eyes checked.”

-Kaaaah!

Angered by his words, Oryong opened his mouth and exhaled a rough breath. Then, black venom was spewed out like a beam.

Puhwaaaaa!

It was a thick poison that seemed to melt everything, but Chungseon coldly sneered and rebuked.

“Have you not yet shed the skin of a parasite, or are you so caught up in personal feelings that you can’t distinguish right from wrong! A foolish insect is hastening its own demise with its misguided judgment!”

Kiiiiing.

The atmosphere fluctuated, and an ominous energy spread instantly. Chungseon, forming several hand seals with one hand, smiled at Sangun and said.

“We must put an end to this tiresome fight. Or should we not!”

Chungseon’s hand, which had formed the hand seals, drew a circle in the air.

Then, a red line appeared behind his back, following his movements.

The red lines embroidered in the air drew a massive circle, and soon, a mystical incantation containing various characters emerged, forming a magic circle.

Chungseon seemed to have expended quite a bit of energy, his breathing was rough, and his complexion was pale, but his eyes gleamed with a chilling light.

Swoosh.

With a strange gust of wind, time seemed to stop, and the world was dyed in gray.

At the same time, a ball of light from Chungseon’s grasp rose high into the sky.

“How fortunate you are. You will die tasting the wonders of the Law of Benevolence!”

Kugugugugung!!

Simultaneously with Chungseon’s shout, the ball of light that had risen into the sky emitted a deafening roar and began to suck in the void.

The shattered rocks began to be drawn in one by one, and that included Oryong as well.

-Kiyaaaaak!!

It was as if a hole had been torn in the sky, and he was being helplessly dragged in by the powerful gravitational pull.

“This can’t be…!”

Oryong, with a massive body of over three hundred yards, was being dragged in along with the rocks without being able to exert any strength. Even Sangun, who had experienced all sorts of hardships, couldn’t help but be astonished.

-Kyaak!

Oryong, helpless against the Law of Benevolence, roared fiercely and opened his mouth. Instantly, black light gathered at Oryong’s mouth, forming a black jade.

It was a black jade that shone darkly and mysteriously.

Oryong sent the black jade flying in an instant.

“Your struggles are futile.”

However, Chungseon sneered softly and clenched his fist in the air.

Then, the launched black jade was sucked into the ball of light, exploding faintly among the rocks and disappearing.

“Who can call someone who cannot even wield a single law a divine being?”

Trickle.

Chungseon, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, said so and began to manipulate the law with an even more venomous face.

“Hap!!”

Kwaduk!!

As he clenched his fist strongly, Oryong’s body, which had been resisting until the end, was lifted and instantly buried in the ball of light and rocks, trapped in a massive sphere.

Not even a glimpse of Oryong’s entire body could be seen, so there was no need to mention how enormous it was.

‘Isn’t that the size of a moon…!’

It was that huge.

Chungseon, who had trapped Oryong, seemed exhausted.

“Is he dead?”

“No, he is the one who swallowed the Woncheong River. I cannot undo what he has already swallowed, but I can offer him to my master to avoid disaster.”

So, I will not kill him.

“But not you.”

The surrounding air turned cold.

There was a reason to save Oryong, but not Sangun.

To Chungseon, Sangun was just one of the many common cultivators.

The phoenix’s divided soul was with him, but conversely, that was all he had.

It was a simple matter to kill him and take the divided soul.

Chungseon’s hand formed a blade.

The red fingernails gleamed chillingly, as if they could pierce through anything.

“Live a long life in your next life.”

In the moment of utter desperation.

Chungseon’s eyes reflected Sangun’s appearance.

Whether they are divine beings or cultivators, they all have the same expression in the moment before death.

Either they are angry, or they give up.

It’s one of the two.

Chungseon had killed many people, and that’s why he couldn’t help but be puzzled.

‘He’s smiling?’

Has he lost his mind?

He was smiling.

Chungseon made a disgusted face and thrust his hand out.

Puk!!

With the sound of skin tearing, the scent of blood filled the air.

But something was strange.

Even though his body had clearly been pierced, the expression on his face still hadn’t changed.

“What….”

Something was wrong.

Chungseon’s gaze turned downwards.

He was wearing black armor, and that arm was piercing through his body.

“Huh…?”

It was a bizarre occurrence.

He was wearing armor, even though he had been wearing a thin robe, and he was stabbing himself.

Clearly, he was the one who was stabbing, but.

When he came to his senses, he was the one being stabbed.

“Cough!”

Blood spewed out.

“How….”

The armor he was wearing was emitting Oryong’s energy.

But he had clearly trapped Oryong with the Law of Benevolence.

But how could he be transformed into armor?

“What you trapped was Tamhwa’s clone.

He left 30% of his power in the clone and disguised the remaining 70% as a bracelet on his wrist.”

“To be deceived by such a trick….”

There’s no way I would have been deceived.

“I made you be deceived.”

At that moment, a mysterious boy appeared and stood beside Sangun.

“These bastards…!”

Then it made sense.

The phoenix’s divided soul must have made him mistake it for Oryong’s energy.

“Even if it’s a phoenix, they’re just divided souls, playing tricks!!”

Chungseon, feeling resentful, transformed his body into a red mist in a fit of rage.

It seemed he intended to escape for now.

But….

“It won’t work.”

Hwareureureuk!!

From the pierced hand, blue flames soared and engulfed Chungseon.

Originally, it would have been a harmless flame, but the current flame was not Sangun’s.

“The phoenix’s… Kuaaaaak!!”

It was the Bongak Cheonghwa [Phoenix Skyfire] of the phoenix.

Sangun, with a glint in his eyes, pulled his hand out of the body of the half-mist being and thrust it out.

Puk! Pueok!

“Keheok!”

Sangun, having pulled his arm out of Chungseon’s body, was holding a red jade like blood in his hand.

“Is this it?”

“Yes. That is the original jade of a cultivator [the core of their being].”

It was the inner core of a divine being.

“No… no! My original jade! Give me back my original jade! Without it, I! I!!”

“Die!”

Hwaaaaaak!!

Chungseon, convulsing, couldn’t maintain his body’s form and was burned by the phoenix’s flames.

The red color turned blue, and his mists were completely extinguished, flying away as small sparks and disappearing.

“Is he… dead?”

“How does it look?”

It was instantaneous.

The blue flames that even Sangun and Tamhwa feared.

It was Bongak Cheonghwa.

“Even divine beings can die.”

“He’s not dead yet. With this person’s level, he can be revived with just the original jade.”

Sangun looked at Chungseon’s body burning in Bongak Cheonghwa, then looked at the original jade and nodded.

Originally, spirit beasts would have six inner cores when they became eternal, and they could ascend as divine beasts when they combined them back into one.

It was safe to say that the spirit, soul, and thought were contained in this one original jade.

“If you accumulate more training, you can even reach the point where the spirit becomes the soul, the soul becomes the thought, and the thought becomes the spirit. Ultimately, you can achieve true immortality by combining all of those things and achieving great enlightenment.”

“But if this original jade is broken, Chungseon will be completely annihilated.”

“That’s right.”

It was truly contradictory.

Even if you become a divine being for eternal life, you can still die like this.

Then what did you become a divine being for, and what did you live for?

It was all so futile.

“Constantly striving for eternity is what cultivation and spiritual practice are. If you don’t want to end up like this, stay away from laziness and only stay close to the path.”

“I will….”

Sangun, who had been staring at the place where the flames had burned and disappeared, immediately turned his head and looked at the sphere made in the sky.

It was a giant sphere made of rocks that Chungseon had created with the Law of Benevolence.

“Even if Chungseon is dead, that thing won’t lose its power?”

“It’s the power of a law created with the energy of heaven and earth.”

There was no way it would disappear so easily.

Bong, walking step by step, began to chant an incantation, moving his lips.

Then, the sphere slowly fell and lost its power.

“Tamhwa.”

As he murmured softly, the black armor turned into smoke and scattered, then gathered again and turned into a small figure.

His hair was neatly tied up as if he had placed dumplings on his head, and he had something that looked like small horns or antennae on his forehead, giving him the appearance of a young girl.

He looked a little more grown up than before, but there were no major changes.

Tamhwa immediately summoned and absorbed his trapped clone, glanced at him, and then turned into black smoke and wrapped around his wrist.

He had turned into a bracelet as before.

“You’re lucky. Even though the person who used you as a parasite broke the seal on his own, you still follow him like that. Originally, it wouldn’t have been strange if you had been eaten.”

That was right.

He had put a seal on him and used him as he pleased, so it was a natural consequence.

But Tamhwa didn’t do that.

Even though he had become a divine insect and a cultivator, Tamhwa had decided to follow Sangun.

‘This is….’

That was truly appreciated and sorry.

‘Anyway, Chungseon is dealt with.’

Dangchun and Hwaseon may still be somewhere here, but the immediate fire has been put out.

It was not yet time to rest assured, and there was still much to do, but it was enough to take a breather.

Sangun looked at Tamhwa, who had turned into a bracelet, and fell into thought.

If he only had Tamhwa, he could fully face a divine being.

Of course, the power of the law was terrifying, but if he used his head well, it wasn’t an opponent that he couldn’t handle.

‘Because I have Bong.’

Even divine beings are not to be feared so much.

Bong will fill in the lacking knowledge, and Tamhwa will fill in the lacking power.

‘Maybe even Dangchun….’

It might be worth a try.

Sangun, who had been lost in thought for a moment, suddenly raised his head and shouted.

“How long are you going to hide? It’s mostly cleaned up, so come out now.”

As he said that, ripples appeared in the air, and a wrinkled old woman appeared.

It was Jiseon of the Ice Palace. It was Choeum Seonnyeo [a celestial maiden].

“Haha, your divine power seems to be reaching the upper realm already. How did you know I was hiding right away?”

Sangun, looking at Choeum who was laughing hoho, raised the corners of his lips and replied.

“How could it be my ability? It’s thanks to the cultivators who are helping me. If it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t have noticed either.”

He was being modest and subtly looked around, but Choa’s figure was not to be seen.

“But what’s going on?

There’s no way Jiseon would have come to find me without a reason….”

There must be some purpose.

“Seeing that the female immortal who was with you is not by your side, it seems that you have suffered some misfortune….”

As he brought it up, Choeum nodded her head, saying that was right.

“I need your strength!”

“My strength?”

“Yes! Some insensible woman is trying to kill me!! She knows that there is some kind of connection between you and my disciple! I don’t know what kind of connection it is, but please lend me your strength for the sake of that affection!”

Sangun’s eyes narrowed.

Her sense was extraordinary.

He had avoided acting suspiciously, but she seemed to have noticed the relationship between him and Choa.

‘Should I kill her?’

It’s not difficult to kill her.

However, what’s bothering me is….

‘The seal.’

The seal on Choa’s body bothered him.

“…Where did my disciple go?”

And the fact that Choa’s figure was not to be seen added to his anxiety.

Choeum shouted to Sangun with a delighted face.

“She died to that Gumiho [nine-tailed fox]!!”