Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 286

Looking blankly at the sea where his ordeal had ended, Cheonbeom heard the boy’s scolding in his ear.

“You incompetent fool.”

Turning his head slightly, he saw a boy with a familiar face.

“Bong.”

It was Bong, the divided soul of the Phoenix.

“That was a waste of perfectly good power.”

Bong expressed his opinion of Cheonbeom’s battle so bluntly.

“I know you were trying to show respect for your opponent’s strength, but you overdid it. Just look at yourself. What is all this?”

Cheonbeom smiled bitterly, offering no argument.

Bong’s words were true.

He had indeed used his power excessively.

The Taicheon Outer Yang Divine Art and the dormant Hwaran. He had even forcibly used the Gyuncheon Treasure [a technique that allows the user to become one with their weapon].

“Thanks to you, I wasted my Cheonji Wonki [spiritual energy of heaven and earth]. How are you going to repay me for this?”

The power that Cheonbeom wasn’t allowed to access in his current realm was the Law [divine laws].

Since he had used a divine power containing it, he originally had to pay a proper price, just as when Tamhwa had manifested.

Of course, his body was internally injured, but not to that extent.

It seemed that Bong had protected him by using his own Wonki.

“I will repay you as I live. I’ll be in your debt a lot in the future anyway.”

“That guy…”

Bong couldn’t bring himself to say anything more and only grumbled before disappearing back into Cheonbeom’s body.

“A waste of power…”

Bong had put it that way, but Cheonbeom didn’t see it the same way at all.

He silently opened his upper garment and looked at the disappearing wound on his abdomen.

The abdomen, which should have been pierced by Dangchun’s invisible sword, was completely healed.

“It’s gone.”

The sword had also disappeared.

He replayed Yoojeong’s last attack and the situation at that time in his mind.

He closed his eyes for a moment and began to gather his energy. Soon, the flow of air changed, and heat haze began to rise.

“I see. That’s what it was.”

Cheonbeom, who muttered to himself, spread his index and middle fingers and lightly struck down at the air.

*Swoosh.*

“I thought it was a curse, but it wasn’t.”

As he slashed the air, the sea suddenly and miraculously split apart all the way to the horizon, revealing the seabed.

“My hands and feet are the treasured sword, so what can’t I cut?”

Cheonbeom smiled as he muttered, as if he had gained a great enlightenment.

“The Gyuncheon Treasure is me becoming the sword itself. Everything about me can be said to be the treasured sword, so I can cut anything and cut anything out.”

That *is* the Gyuncheon Treasure.

“Haa…”

He exhaled as if releasing a blocked breath.

Vast winds began to blow around him, sometimes a gentle breeze and sometimes a strong gale.

The strong and weak freely intermingled, and the ambient Cheonji energy began to be collected and rise.

The Cheonji Wonki, which had a bright and incomparably clear light, turned into small particles.

Cheonbeom calmly closed his eyes within the gaps of the Cheonji Wonki.

Soon, his body slowly glowed with a golden light and shone like a radiance.

Cheonbeom’s body, which had been shining with a golden light, soon emitted a mysterious light with various colors and glowed.

The pitch-black sea, which had only swallowed everything, vibrated violently when exposed to Cheonbeom’s light, and blue grass and all kinds of plants sprouted on the seabed.

A huge forest was created on the sea in an instant, and the earth and sky began to shake with intense earthquakes.

Schools of fish darted between the overflowing seawater, and all kinds of beasts gathered and poked their heads out.

The sun was in the middle of the sky, but the starlight was even more dazzling, showing off its form.

Soon, his body began to float in the air, and a golden pillar began to rise high into the sky from his center.

His hair rose strand by strand and fluttered, and at the moment when a strange roar echoed in the sky where the golden pillar reached.

“Not yet.”

Cheonbeom’s eyes snapped open.

*Whoosh!*

Suddenly, with a great wind, the Cheonji Wonki and golden pillar that had been surrounding him disappeared like smoke, and the forest and flowers that had been growing on the sea also dissipated like bubbles.

He slowly exhaled and gathered his energy, and felt the pressure of the Heavenly Law becoming stronger around him.

“…It’s really narrow.”

He frowned as he looked up at the sky.

“Ascension isn’t just romantic. It’s so frustrating that I couldn’t stand it and ran away.”

He clicked his tongue and lowered his energy to the limit, gathering it.

“There’s no need to rush.”

Time is more than enough.

There is no need to rush.

The environment and situation are not good for performing a great deed.

“Because there are things to do.”

How can you fly away without cutting off the sprouts of regret?

It shouldn’t be like that.

He glanced back and then disappeared into blue smoke.

* * *

A small island far from Malmando.

There, black lightning and all kinds of sticky demonic energy hung low.

Right there.

Were Guieumna Chal Yehu and Yewoon.

“You made such a bold statement, but *that’s* all you amount to? Power that doesn’t deviate even an inch and a divine power of mystery worthy of a failure.”

Along with Yewoon’s sarcastic voice, the figure of Guieumna Chal, clutching the stump where one arm had been cut off, was revealed.

“How could you think that you, who barely reached this realm by forcibly using the blood of a demonic beast summoned by opening the Bunggye [a forbidden gate], could do anything to me, who has risen to the ranks of a demigod?”

*That’s* a load of nonsense.

She can never beat Yewoon, even if she dies and comes back to life.

“I was the one who taught you your cultivation technique and training in the first place. No way.”

Yewoon picked up Guieumna Chal’s severed arm and put it into his sleeve as it was.

Then, he frowned as he looked at the distant sky, seemingly guessing that the battle between the two in Malmando was over.

“I know why you’re coming out like this even though there’s no chance of winning. You’re trying to buy time. Am I wrong?”

Then Yehu smiled bitterly, as if it were obvious, and said.

“Then why *would* I be fighting this hopeless fight?”

“Even though you were born by borrowing her body, you don’t resemble her at all, who was noble. Leaning on someone else, even a man.”

Yewoon, who glared with a hateful look, clicked his tongue.

“You must have made a deal with Cheonbeom. Your purpose is just to tie my feet… then there’s no reason to fight.”

A vast explosion had occurred.

Because of that, he almost got hurt.

It was an attack that shook the earth and sky and felt like the sky was falling.

Seeing that it was quiet, the victory or defeat must have been decided, but the victor would not be unscathed either.

‘Still, you never know, so the time you can use is about Il Dakgyeong [the time it takes to drink a cup of tea].’

The time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

But isn’t that time enough?

To do that, it was necessary to provoke his daughter, who runs away so well.

“Unlike you, your mother protected her nobility without relying on anyone, even though she lacked strength. But what about you? You’re too different, even though you’re a failure. Rather than living in disgrace, come back on your own.”

But Guieumna Chal only smiled strangely and chuckled.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I can’t help but laugh! You killed such a noble person with your own hands and created me, but why *wouldn’t* I laugh? Isn’t it funny?

Why? I feel like I’m going crazy because it’s so funny!”

Then Yewoon’s expression, which had been sneering, turned terribly cold.

“Nobility? What justification do you have to ask me for nobility when you kidnapped that noble person, locked her up, and even beat her to death because she wouldn’t become your woman?

As my father said, everything I saw and learned was your words and actions, so how can I be noble? I grew up seeing only maggot-like disgust, so of course I would be.”

Guieumna Chal grabbed her severed shoulder and chuckled as she stood up.

“Even dogs and pigs don’t do that. I’ve heard that bugs sometimes do that… Oh my, do you have bugs in your father’s blood?”

*Sasa삭!!*

Yewoon, who couldn’t stand it any longer, threw a hidden blade from his sleeve, and the hidden blade suddenly turned into a venomous snake and reached out to Guieumna Chal.

Guieumna Chal controlled her zombie to block the hidden blade that had turned into a venomous snake, flew into the sky, and shouted.

“Isn’t the reason you created me in the end to create a soul to put in my main body, which you cherish so much!!”

“Shut up!! What do you know!!”

The trembling in his voice was palpable.

Yewoon was truly angry.

“I gave you everything! I ran to get the spiritual herbs you needed for training, and I gave you everything that women would like for four hundred years without missing a single day, even postponing my training!!

But *she* was the one who betrayed that heart first!!”

*Kwagagagang!!*

Guieumna Chal was blown away along with the exploded ground and rolled on the floor.

The severed arm did not stop bleeding, and his all-out attack did not work at all.

However, the lump in his heart, which felt like it was burning, only fluctuated.

“It was an unwanted heart. You arbitrarily grabbed me and told me to love you, so what woman would be crazy enough to do that? Aren’t you out of your mind? You should have just made me a zombie from the beginning and kept me by your side… Why were you so foolish?”

Yewoon and Yehu looked at each other as if they couldn’t understand each other.

“You’re definitely crazy. How could such a crazy thing come out of her.”

“Well, I feel the same way. But Father, do you know what?”

Yehu grinned with a face that looked like she was going crazy with fun.

“What are you talking about.”

“It’s been quite a while?”

It was then.

*Swaeaeaeak!!*

An intangible sword energy suddenly flew from the empty air.

“Gasp!”

*Chwaaaak!!*

He twisted his body in an instant, but he was hit.

Yewoon’s arm was cut off, scattering blood in the air.

“Oh my, Father and I have become the same, so wouldn’t we look like a definite father-daughter relationship? Kkahahahahahahaha!!”

Guieumna Chal laughed wildly, and Yewoon grabbed his wrist and tried to pull up the corners of his mouth.

“Why are you in such a hurry to come already… Cheon Seonsa [Cheon, the immortal/godly one].”

Where he was looking, Cheonbeom was standing indifferently with his hands behind his back.

“I came because I had a promise. The father-daughter relationship is quite strong, so I don’t know if I’m interfering unnecessarily.”

After a moment of panic.

Yewoon greeted Cheonbeom with a sly smile.

“How could that be.”

“You have to catch that guy’s zombie!

Since it’s just a divided body anyway, you can only kill him by catching the zombie he’s using and finding out where the main body is!”

At her cry, Yewoon immediately turned into ink and disappeared underground with the zombie, but Cheonbeom did not chase him.

“Why aren’t you doing that! If you don’t catch him now, you don’t know when you’ll catch him again!”

He’s already a mysterious guy, so if you miss the opportunity, you don’t know what kind of trouble he’ll create later.

It was best to catch him when he showed himself now.

“Aren’t you going to keep your promise!”

“No, it’s just that there’s no need to.”

“Yes? What do you mean.”

Soon Cheonbeom took Yehu and crossed a thousand miles in an instant.

And what he saw was Ilwol (Sun and Moon) [referring to the Ilwol Sect].

It was where the disciples of the Ilwol Sect and their sect leader were located.

With a single gesture, Cheonbeom blew away the disciples who were wary of him, having suddenly appeared, and stood in front of the Ilwol Sect leader.

“…What is this all about.”

A beautiful woman with a face as white as paper and a somewhat weak look.

It was Sosojeong, the leader of Ilwol.

Cheonbeom’s red eyes flashed as he looked at her.

“You know that better than anyone else.”

“What is…”

“Guigangmun Yewoon. That’s you.”