Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 252

Same Time.

North of Mount Baek.

From a distant mountain ridge, numerous Taoists sat cross-legged, chanting spells.

They were disciples of the Baek San Sect, with Man-sam and his chief disciple, Myeong-chil, at the center.

“Myeong-chil, stop fidgeting and sit still.”

Unlike the others, Myeong-chil kept grinding his teeth even while sitting cross-legged.

The reason was obvious.

Before the Baek San Sect disciples, the Taoists of Bangok were stationed, their eyes blazing, lined up in perfect formation before a battlefield that could erupt at any moment.

“How can I stay still when my brothers’ enemies are right before my eyes!”

“Even so, there’s nothing we can do. If we recklessly engage in an all-out war in the current situation, we won’t be able to avoid annihilation.”

They didn’t know how many enemies there were or how many forces had joined them.

In such a situation, recklessly engaging in an all-out war was not a good decision.

If they firmly defended the north, they might at least have some hope.

As it stood, Baek San had not a single intact Tae-seon [Great Immortal, a high-ranking Taoist].

‘If only that person were here, we wouldn’t be in such dire straits.’

But even if they longed for him, there was nothing they could do. The sect’s current state was all but their own fault, so they were too ashamed to even show their faces.

“The only thing we can do right now is to endure.”

“Are you saying we should just wait for the Sect Leader, who knows where he is?”

“You scoundrel! How dare you speak like that about the founder of the Baek San Sect!”

Man-sam, in the form of a young monk, scolded him loudly, but Myeong-chil didn’t even pretend to listen, scoffing at him.

He had always been impudent, but with all his brothers dead, he seemed to harbor negative feelings towards everything. Man-sam felt sorry for him but was also troubled about how to guide him.

“I know. He’s the one who raised Baek San from nothing to where it is today. I know he’s the benefactor of my parents and the teacher of my master.”

But Myeong-chil was dissatisfied.

“But why does he abandon Baek San like this and just wander around? Isn’t he always putting Baek San last and running around, busy taking care of his own safety!”

“You rascal!!”

Slap-!

Man-sam, who had slapped Myeong-chil’s cheek, trembled and threatened him.

“Even if you are reckless and the only remaining child of Myeong-hwa, I cannot tolerate you insulting the Sect Leader!

I am also heartbroken that your brothers have died, but how can you blame that on him!”

“If the Sect Leader had stayed in his place from the beginning, we wouldn’t have ended up like this, and my brothers wouldn’t have died without even blooming!”

In his intensely murderous eyes, there was a deep sorrow for those who had died.

Man-sam couldn’t say anything more at the sight of the devastation etched in the eyes of his young disciple.

He had been her teacher for over a hundred years.

There was no way he couldn’t know.

“Even so…”

It was then.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a thick, white mist began to descend.

“What’s going on!”

Man-sam shouted, and one of the disciples ran up and replied.

“The enemies have begun their attack!!”

Frowning, he looked ahead and saw a dozen or so flying ships with dragon heads soaring towards them at high speed, displaying their might.

“That’s…”

“Elder, those are the Flying Ships of the Sea Dragon Clan!”

“I never knew the Sea Dragon Clan had given Flying Ships to Bangok…!”

The Flying Ships of the Sea Dragon Clan were rumored to be impregnable fortresses made of sacred wood, capable of blocking all kinds of divine powers.

“Everyone, return to your positions and focus on maintaining the formation!”

“Master!”

“It’s alright. This place is a strategic stronghold with thick mountains and dense fog, making it ideal for defense. Moreover, I am activating my unique formation on a large scale, so it won’t be dangerous to buy some time.”

He was originally a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng spirit, an Yeong-sam [a type of spirit ginseng] with exceptional talent in wood-based divine powers.

But Man-sam was an Yeong-myeong [a cultivation stage].

All he could do was buy time.

Just how powerful would the Sea Dragon Clan’s Flying Ships, made of sacred wood, be?

The Baek San Sect disciples stationed in the north numbered only about two thousand, and most of them were at the Yeong-gyeol [another cultivation stage] and Yeong-hwa [another cultivation stage] realms.

In other words, most were Bi-seon [Lesser Immortal] and Do-seon [Greater Immortal].

‘We have to buy time. We need to buy time for the Sect Leader’s Avatar to recover, even if it’s just a little.’

The only hope was the Avatar left behind by the Mountain Lord.

Although he was seriously injured, they were gathering all sorts of elixirs to heal him, so if he could recover from his sickbed, this war might have a chance of victory.

“Follow me!!”

“Understood!!”

Led by Man-sam, hundreds of disciples rushed towards the Flying Ships.

“Hap!” [A battle cry]

Swinging their arms like waves and wielding their respective treasures, countless weapons flew through the sky like schools of fish, colliding with the Flying Ships.

The treasures spewed fire and unleashed lightning, displaying powerful divine powers.

However.

“How can this be…!!”

The Flying Ships shimmered with iridescent light, easily blocking their treasures.

“Our attacks aren’t working, Elder Man!”

But was that all?

A part of the Flying Ships’ iridescent barrier rippled, and the divine powers unleashed by the Baek San Sect disciples merged and shot back out.

“Dodge it!!”

Kwaaaang!!

“Damn it!”

The disciples who were directly hit by their own divine powers fell from the sky, and Man-sam, who barely managed to block it, clenched his fist in frustration.

‘Can’t we even bring down one Flying Ship….’

He had hoped that he could destroy at least one, even if he couldn’t destroy all of them.

But it was a vain hope.

“Kyaaak!!”

With the addition of the Bangok Taoists who jumped in, a chaotic battle unfolded, and screams echoed from all directions.

They couldn’t stop the valor of the enemies, who were emboldened by the Flying Ships.

“Damn it!”

Man-sam cut his wrist with a dagger and dripped his blood onto the ground.

Soon, the surroundings began to be tinged with a faint light, and at the same time, Man-sam’s skin began to become withered and brittle like dry wood.

Myeong-chil couldn’t help but feel sorry as he watched him transform from a young monk into an old man in an instant.

“Master!”

“We must protect it. Baek San is our home, and his home!!”

Soon, Man-sam made a hand seal, and his body sank into the ground and disappeared completely. Then, from the ground, huge logs intertwined with each other, transforming into hundreds of trees that soared high into the sky.

The giant trees all had different flowers and fruits, with strange pollen wafting from the flowers and seedlings sprouting from the fruits that fell to the ground.

It was a bizarre divine power.

The Baek San disciples were hiding behind the giant trees, and the Bangok bastards were cautiously advancing with serious expressions.

And just then.

“Cough!!”

One of the Bangok Taoists grabbed his neck and fell to the ground.

Starting with him, others also fell, their necks strained and veins popping, but a high-ranking Taoist on the Flying Ship immediately recognized the anomaly and shouted.

“It’s poison! Everyone, defend against the poison!”

As soon as he shouted, all the Bangok Taoists took out talismans from their pockets and stuck them to their bodies, as if they had prepared for poison attacks.

Then, with much-improved expressions, they staggered but didn’t fall.

“Advance!!”

Once again, the Flying Ships moved, and the enemy forces rushed in like a flood.

As the surroundings flashed with dull light, tree roots sprouted from the ground, grabbing the Taoists’ ankles and pulling them down.

Pu-hwaak!!

The ground exploded, and flowers like the jaws of beasts burst out from within, snatching the Taoists.

“Now’s the time! Attack!!”

Myeong-chil, seizing the opportunity, shouted at the disciples, and they all began to attack Bangok with one mind.

The number of enemies was so great, and the attacks of the Flying Ships were fierce, but Man-sam’s unique formation.

Thanks to the Man-gaek-yeong-jin [a unique formation name], the victory was not tilted to one side.

Their war became more and more fierce and brutal as time passed.

The state of fighting with blood smeared all over their bodies lasted for two days.

But even that battlefield eventually came to an end.

As Man-sam’s Man-gaek-yeong-jin ran out of energy and disappeared due to a lack of spiritual energy, the victory tilted towards Bangok.

The power of the Flying Ships was something they couldn’t handle, and when Man-sam’s spiritual energy ran out, there was nothing they could do.

“Was this all a divine power created by a mere Yeong-myeong level six… truly amazing.”

The elder of the Cheonjamun [a Taoist sect], who was observing the situation from the Flying Ship, said in amazement.

“That’s right. If he were a Taoist instead of a spirit beast, he might have already reached the Tae-seon level.”

“Indeed.”

They were very surprised and praised Man-sam’s talent.

In the first place, spirit beasts had longer lifespans than humans, but their cultivation speed was also slower, and they often died from celestial tribulations, so they were lamenting it.

It was only natural, since the unique formation of someone who was only at the Yeong-myeong level had temporarily blocked the large army of Bangok riding on the Flying Ships made of sacred wood.

“Tsk, tsk, what a waste.”

The elders of the Ilwolmun [another Taoist sect] and Cheonjamun clicked their tongues and looked at the remaining Baek San Sect.

The number of Baek San Sect disciples, which had been two thousand, had long been reduced by half.

Most of the less than a thousand remaining were seriously injured and dying, and the rest were tied up, shedding tears of blood and waiting for the day they would die.

“From the beginning, it was only natural that the order of the Taoist world was disrupted by a sect mixed with spirit beasts and humans like that.

Even if it wasn’t now, it would have happened someday, so don’t resent it too much and please be born as humans in your next life.”

The Ilwolmun elder nodded, and thousands of Taoists aimed their treasures at the tied-up Baek San Sect disciples.

“Kill them.”

The moment the Taoists’ treasures were about to strike the necks of the Baek San Taoists.

Tsuzzzuzzzzzzut.

The ground beneath them froze white and spread instantly throughout the area.

“Gasp!”

The Bangok elders momentarily stepped back and deflected the cold, but the lower-level Taoists couldn’t even react and froze instantly.

Whoosh.

Along with a fierce cold wind, snowstorms raged in the sky, and all the green vegetation froze over.

Crunch, crunch.

Small footsteps could be heard in the frozen forest, and strangely, even though the snowstorm was raging, only those footsteps seemed to penetrate the ears particularly clearly.

“Who is it!!”

The Ilwolmun elder shouted, and soon the owner of the footsteps revealed himself.

It was a woman with snow-white skin and long white hair.

She held a scabbard without a sword in one hand, and a small lamp with a cow carved on it, maintaining a faint light, floated beside her.

“Ghostly white hair and blue eyes…”

“Could it be the Hyeoncheon Fairy of the Ice Palace!!”

The Hyeoncheon Fairy was named so because she was as beautiful as a fairy and her powerful ice-based divine power was strong enough to dye the sky of Hyeoncheon [a region or realm].

Why would such a person come here!

They were puzzled, but they instinctively felt that she was their enemy.

“A murderous aura that chills to the bone….”

The murderous aura emanating from her was directed at them.

It was then.

Suddenly, a mysterious light emanated from the scabbard she held in her hand, and a sword materialized like a mirage.

Clang.

She drew the sword in an instant and swung it without hesitation.

Hoooong!!

Everything in her path was cut down along with the snowstorm that had already accumulated.

“What…”

Kugugugung!!