Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 342

Nangseon Gihwandam – Part 2, Chapter 51

Thud, thud.

The sound of flesh tearing is exceptionally distinct.

The training grounds of the Hall of Serene Joy.

The cultivators within are as still as if time has stopped.

Thousands of them, all the same.

This place is outside the Still Joy Mirror Realm.

The place where the physical bodies of those whose minds are trapped in the illusionary realm remain.

Two men stood there.

“Is it over now?”

“Yes, Clan Lord.”

He was the Clan Lord of the Ji Clan.

Ji Jeowi, and the man beside him was his original spirit.

While everyone was being drawn into the illusionary realm of the Still Joy Mirror Realm, he mercilessly killed the Clan Lords of the Gon, Hu, and Gyo Clans.

“It is regrettable that I could not kill all five great clans.”

He couldn’t touch the Woo and Mi Clans.

If he laid a hand on clans with Wonseon [powerful celestial beings] backing them, he didn’t know what repercussions he might face.

He would have to negotiate with them calmly later.

“Send the signal. Now that we have killed three Clan Lords, we must eliminate the Demonic Master and announce the arrival of the Immortal Slaughter.”

That would make it easier to quell the chaos.

He would put the forgotten Sa Clan forward.

They would hide behind them, declare that they had prepared for the Immortal Slaughter, and announce that the Clan Lords of the five great clans had been brutally murdered by the Demonic Master’s hand.

It was something they had prepared for a long time.

There must be no setbacks.

“Clan Lord.”

“What is it?”

“We cannot send the signal.”

“What do you mean?”

“It is as I say. It seems the Demonic Master has had a change of heart.”

The Demonic Master?

Ji Jeowi frowned, but then relaxed his expression and raised the corner of his lips.

“I knew that sly trick of his long ago. That is why I implanted a spell to reclaim the Still Joy Mirror Realm in advance.”

It was only natural to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances. Moreover, he was a Demonic Immortal from the Collapsed Realm whose true intentions were unknown.

If he hadn’t taken such measures, he couldn’t be called a Fragrant Immortal who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

However, his original spirit shook his head.

“It was not possible.”

“What?”

“He… planted something in the Still Joy Mirror Realm with a strange trick. It seems he intends to destroy the treasure with it.”

“Destroy? Destroy what? Could it be!”

“Yes, the Still Joy Mirror Realm.”

“This… you madman!”

Destroy the Still Joy Mirror Realm!

To try to destroy a symbolic treasure that protects the Water Realm, is he insane!

“…The Collapsed Realm bastards can’t be sane. What are we going to do about this?”

If a treasure of the High Realm like the Still Joy Mirror Realm is destroyed, the aftermath will be enormous.

Not only the cultivators trapped in the Still Joy Mirror Realm, but also the entire Tongcheon Water Palace will suffer great damage.

‘Fortunately, the aftermath will not reach Hahoong because it is the Hall of Serene Joy.’

However, the fact that everyone here will die remains unchanged.

Moreover, in the center of the Water Realm.

Thousands of young cultivators being massacred in the Tongcheon Water Palace.

It was a terrifying thought.

“Is there no way?”

“Unless we enter the illusionary realm, there is no way from the outside….”

There is no way.

Ji Jeowi pondered.

A constant weighing began in his mind.

It might not be bad to have everyone die and start anew cleanly.

However, if that happens, the justification for the five great clans will also disappear.

Wonseons who rarely interfere in worldly affairs might appear.

Besides, his son is inside.

He couldn’t just leave him.

It was a situation with more disadvantages than advantages.

“What should we do….”

At that moment of 고민 [agony/worry].

Swoosh.

The shadow of something enormous cast a shadow over the Hall of Serene Joy.

* * *

It’s cold.

Her warmth embracing my body was warm, but the sensation I felt was chilling.

That’s right.

It was cold.

That destiny that wraps around her and me.

And her fate is chilling.

Like back in the Lower Realm.

Like when she faded away before my eyes.

Is it trying to do that again now?

Is that her fate, to live like that and die like that?

It’s cold.

The blood in my heart turns cold.

The Geonggwon Ring approaches from Saha’s back.

Her death is approaching.

It’s the same as before.

It’s the same as the Geummyeong Jisu.

She was different from her past life, but the same.

She heads towards death again to save me.

At the moment of desperation, she comes to me again, but at the same time, she tries to leave.

‘I see.’

This is our fate.

I understood.

At the same time, I had no choice but to acknowledge it.

And I had to deny it.

‘No way.’

I can’t kill her again.

I can’t hurt her again.

The reason I’ve been building up my strength is to protect my precious ones.

It’s a connection I barely made.

It’s a connection I reunited with again.

She’s a woman I haven’t even cherished yet.

I can’t lose her again.

I can’t lose her in my place.

She’s a woman who shouldn’t be like that.

Twice.

I don’t want to see her die twice, not even once.

I don’t want to commemorate her.

I don’t want to reminisce about her.

I don’t want to draw her in my heart.

I don’t want to taste her liquor again.

I have to move.

I have to move and protect her.

‘Move.’

The Gi [spiritual energy] and blood are twisted.

Like a blocked dam, my limbs are not free.

‘Move.’

Bloody water rises into my throat.

But I swallow it again.

Each and every muscle is agonizing as if it’s tearing.

‘Move.’

The twisted Gi and blood expand.

It screams as if it’s about to break.

But it’s still okay.

My blood, bones, and flesh are all swords.

Everything is made of swords.

This much is still okay.

I can still move.

I have to move.

‘Move.’

The muscles and joints throb.

It’s painful.

But it’s not painful.

More than that right now.

More than those things.

I had to protect the woman who was trying to use her life for me again.

“Moveeeeeeeee!!”

What was the reason I’ve been building up my strength until now!

‘Move.’

Weren’t they all for protecting my precious things!

‘Move and’

Protect.

“Beoma!!”

Swish!!

My back splits open and blood gushes out.

Something hot flowed down my back.

But for some reason, my vision is clear.

Clearly.

I saw her face.

It’s a surprised look.

And a sad look.

“Why! Why did you do that!!”

She shouts, sobbing.

Tears welling up in her eyes soon fall down.

“Don’t… cry… you look… ugly… when you cry.”

I raised my hand and wiped away her tears with my thumb, but instead, blood smeared on her face.

Her tears spread over the blood.

“You idiot….”

She says that and hugs me tightly.

Her embrace is very warm.

“Don’t leave. If even you leave….”

The trembling is conveyed.

But my eyes are getting blurry.

I’ve lost too much blood.

The wound is deep.

The energy of the Collapsed Demon stirs inside my body.

I can’t live.

She must have sensed it too.

“Don’t leave, please….”

Thud, thud.

Her tears fall on my cheek.

It’s hot.

But it cools down as it flows down.

Before I knew it, it was dark before my eyes.

I’m tired.

My eyes close on their own.

My ears are muffled.

Before I knew it, darkness had fallen.

And what came was, unexpectedly.

Peace.

* * *

“…What did I want?”

Ho Junseong muttered as he watched the wailing woman and the man growing cold in her arms.

He had guided the end with his own hands, but his heart was only scattered in confusion.

“Was it falling leaves scattering, or a bare branch sending away a loved one?”

I don’t know.

It’s a word he doesn’t even know himself.

Ho Junseong could only smile bitterly.

He didn’t dislike the man named Cheonbeom so much.

He was moderately indifferent, quick to understand, and a man who didn’t give his heart to others.

Maybe that’s why.

He liked him.

He is a Demonic Immortal from the Collapsed Realm.

He is someone who shouldn’t give or receive affection from the cultivators of the Water Realm.

But that short time.

The time he spent with him was not unpleasant.

“So that’s why….”

Maybe he wanted it.

Like a cat that stole a Hwansoo fish.

To bite him and go somewhere.

Or to kill him.

Was that what he wanted?

Is that why his heart is so bitter?

“It’s no use now.”

It’s a passing relationship.

And.

“It’s a fate to follow behind.”

What does it matter who goes first?

Sooner or later, wherever anyone goes is where he went first.

It’s good to be fast, it’s good to be late.

After all, it’s a place everyone will go.

“The end is only death, and rest is just another word for death.”

He calmly closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again and looked at the woman.

The Sa Clan.

The bloodline of the Hwagirin.

‘At least the bloodline of the Hwagirin with my own hands….’

Thousands of Demonic Immortals have died because of that bloodline.

Among them are his own flesh and blood.

“Hmm.”

However, the man in her arms bothered him.

The woman he tried to protect.

“…Anyway, he’ll die soon.”

Soon, the Collapsed Demon Tree rooted in the Still Joy Mirror Realm will break this illusionary realm of consciousness.

Either way, dying is the same.

Even if it’s just to see him.

It wouldn’t be bad to see her mourn for him even for a moment.

“There’s no one to cry for me.”

And.

It was at that moment that the anomaly occurred.

Whoosh.

The woman is startled.

Ho Junseong turns his head.

Blue spreads in his eyes.

“That’s….”

Clearly, it was the back of the man who had died.

Blue flames soared from the deeply cut wound.

Ho Junseong’s Adam’s apple moved up and down.

Something was clearly happening. The corners of his lips twisted naturally.

Whether it knew his heart or not, the suddenly rising blue flame spread around and filled the area.

It was a fire that was chillingly blue and had a purity that seemed to purify everything.

From within that fire, various things popped out on their own.

No, they came out of Cheonbeom’s body, not the fire.

Three red fruits.

A golden bead.

A small volcano.

A bizarre stone.

And an extraordinary feather.

All of them came out of Beom’s body.

They hovered in the air as if they were alive.

Every single one of them was an extraordinary object.

‘Among them.’

That feather.

Even for him, who had lived for a long time, that feather was not ordinary.

‘It looks like a phoenix feather….’

Looking at the blue flame cast before his eyes, only one thing comes to mind.

“Could it be.”

It was then.

The suddenly rising precious objects began to emit a dazzling light.

The red fruit seeps into the golden bead, and the bead becomes one with the bizarre stone.

The bizarre stone is soon guided by the feather and seeps into the small volcano.

As it enters the volcano along with the feather, it begins to spin around.

The slowly rotating volcano was only the size of a palm, but the energy it emitted became violent and gradually turned blue.

But that was only for a moment.

The blue volcano calmed down again and changed into an even smaller form.

The volcano, which had become so small, spun around and seeped back into Cheonbeom’s wound, and after a while, the sound of a volcano erupting rang out from within his body!

“Ha!”

Ho Junseong smiled with joy.

That’s because.

With the roar that the volcano let out, Beom’s torn wound began to heal rapidly.

Not only that?

Soon, Beom’s body hardened like a stone and swelled up, and a mountain began to be piled up on top of it.

It was the blue volcano that he had seen before that had grown to a great size at a very fast rate.

The magnificent and majestic appearance was comparable to Ho Junseong’s Goksan.

The blue volcano grew on top of Beom’s body.

Once again, a roar erupted from the crater of the volcano!

Ashes covered the sky, and soon golden flames enveloped all directions.

And what appears is.