Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 429

Nangseon’s Romantic Tale – Part 2, Episode 138

“Oh, so this is the end of the Black Heaven Labyrinth!”

“It’s been over a thousand years since the Black Heaven Labyrinth appeared in the world… but this place seems frozen solid, just as it was.”

In the Black Wind Zone, the Black Heaven Labyrinth was a place no cultivator could ignore.

It was home to bizarre magical beasts, immortal insects and plants unseen in the Immortal Realm, and various treasures.

Many ventured into the Black Heaven Labyrinth seeking treasure, but some vanished due to greed, others due to envy and jealousy.

Thus, the Black Heaven Labyrinth secretly gained a reputation as a den that devoured cultivators, and many ominous tales arose from it.

“Look at this. It seems to be a member of the White Yo tribe from the Immortal Palace. A thousand years ago, Baekjeol Samu and her clan went to subjugate the Living Immortal, but they disappeared, causing chaos in the Mixed Realm…”

“I never dreamed she’d be here.”

The nameless cultivators clicked their tongues, feeling the impermanence of life.

Even a cultivator who was once famous in the Immortal Palace had futilely frozen and become part of the labyrinth….

“Truly fleeting. I wonder what happened here.”

Clicking their tongues, they looked around and saw many cultivators frozen solid.

They were completely covered in ice, but the ice was so clear that they could be seen distinctly.

“What a waste, what a waste. So many promising young men and women have died here, tsk tsk.”

What could have happened here that caused so many young people with bright futures to die?

It was truly heartbreaking.

“If Baekjeol Samu were alive, she would have achieved great merit by now….”

“More importantly, let’s grab the treasure! Everything here is a treasure that’s hard to come by!”

As he shouted excitedly, the cultivator who had been clicking his tongue grinned and rushed forward.

Although covered in thick ice, it was transparent, so they could see what was frozen inside.

Clang! Clang! They struck with all their might, but the solid ice didn’t even scratch.

“Damn, it’s tough. Can’t you break this thing?”

“Hey! What are you doing, unable to break a single piece of ice! Come over here. I just happened to find the perfect Dharma artifact [a mystical or magical tool] in the belly of a magical beast.”

One of the cultivators proudly took out a jade hammer.

He spat on his palm and then raised the hammer high.

Crack.

“Oh! A crack has appeared!”

“I haven’t even hit it yet….”

Feeling strange, he struck down.

Thaaang!!

Crackle, crackle, crackle!!

All the ice began to crack.

Cracks spread from the floor to the walls, and icicles fell from the ceiling, collapsing powerlessly.

Crash! Boom!

The impact created a thick fog, making it impossible to see ahead.

But after a moment.

When the falling of the ice piles stopped, the two cultivators looked at each other, put their palms together, and bowed their heads.

“May you find peace in the afterlife.”

“Farewell.”

The frozen corpses that had been standing upright must have been shattered to pieces.

“Shall we grab some treasure, then?”

“That’s a good idea!”

Just as they were about to happily collect the treasure.

Suddenly, their steps stopped.

They felt someone’s gaze.

They turned their heads sharply.

“Gasp!”

In the foggy area, there was a woman standing with her eyes closed.

A woman with pure white hair neatly styled and adorned with a hairpin.

“Ha….”

She looked down at her hands and body, moving them around, and then narrowed her brows.

But when she saw the frozen cultivators scattered nearby, she smirked.

“Hahahaha!!”

She began to laugh wildly.

They wondered if a crazy woman had suddenly appeared, but when the fog cleared and they saw her again, they couldn’t help but be startled.

“B-Baekjeol Samu!!”

The cultivators hurriedly lowered their heads.

They never expected Baekjeol Samu, who they thought was dead, to suddenly break out of the ice.

‘We shouldn’t have broken the ice!’

It seemed they had gotten carried away and smashed all the ice when they only needed to break a little bit. This was a disaster.

Baekjeol Samu was a cultivator known for her cruel nature.

If they displeased her even slightly, their heads would be chopped off in an instant.

“You lowly things dare to mock me? How delightful it is to see you frozen like tuna and unable to do anything! Haha!”

The cultivators trembled and held their breath, unable to bear the chilling sound of her shrill laughter.

But that was only for a moment.

Suddenly, it became quiet, and when they raised their heads, they saw Baekjeol Samu looking at a certain spot, ignoring them.

“It seems that a thousand years wasn’t a meaningful time only for me.”

She was observing something intently, looking wary.

“Gasp!”

The cultivator who followed her gaze was startled to see a man bound by iron chains.

Clang, clang.

As the frozen ice broke, the man inside began to move.

Soon, he opened his eyes, revealing golden eyes.

The aura he exuded was also extraordinary.

‘Judging by the deep scent of pine and the spreading aura, he must be a Fragrant Immortal…!’

The cultivators slowly fled, fearing that they would be crushed like shrimp in a whale fight [an idiom meaning to be caught in the middle of a conflict between powerful individuals].

They didn’t know what was going on, but it didn’t seem like they were on good terms, so they knew they would lose ten lives if they hesitated.

“You have completed the Trial of Slaughter.”

Baekjeol Samu greeted him with a cupped fist [a traditional greeting gesture], as if it was their first meeting.

But Cheonbeom silently stared at her face.

Then, a strange tension flowed.

As they stared at each other without a word, a strange wave of energy spread out.

Hoooong!!

Golden energy emanated from Cheonbeom.

Pure white energy flowed from Baekjeol Samu, colliding in the space between them, creating a fierce wind.

“I know that you are a death god of the Water Realm, but you have also mercilessly murdered cultivators in the Mixed Realm. It is only natural that I cannot overlook this, and you must pay the price for your sins.”

“That, too, must be the will of Heaven.”

Baekjeol Samu’s brows furrowed.

For some reason, it seemed that the deaths of all those who had been sacrificed were the will of Heaven.

“Do you think I wanted to kill them? How could a mere cultivator control the punishment of Heaven?”

“Even so, you have killed hundreds of thousands of cultivators.”

“Those hundreds of thousands of cultivators died because they tried to harm me.”

At the time he received the Trial of Slaughter.

Cheonbeom was extremely sensitive to killing intent.

That’s why he headed to the battlefield where the killing intent was rampant, and indiscriminately absorbed the killing intent directed at him.

It was unfair, if anything.

Cheonbeom also did not want to kill.

But what could he do when his uncontrollable body roamed the battlefield like a predator seeking prey?

There was a reason why it was called the Trial of Slaughter.

The Trial of Slaughter was a trial of Heaven that could not be overcome without someone’s sacrifice.

Charrrrhk.

Cheonbeom, who had freed himself from the chains, smiled at Ran, who had appeared and was smiling, and slowly walked out.

With each step he took, his energy only grew stronger.

Baekjeol Samu bit her lip slightly and clenched her fist tightly.

There was information that she could not help but acknowledge because they were engaged in a battle of wills.

The immense energy that she had to acknowledge.

It was such a great energy that it was hard to believe that he had just finished the Trial of Slaughter.

“The Trial of Slaughter is a truly cruel trial. I feel so sorry for these people who suffered because of me, and I don’t know how to repay them.”

He said, looking at the frozen Munmu disciples who had fallen to the ground.

Among them were Tamlang, Yeon-a, Ga-yeon, and U-myeong.

Cheonbeom looked at them with a pitiful expression and knelt on one knee.

Yeon-a was frozen.

“They are still alive. But it depends on what you do.”

A statement that was no different from a threat.

It seemed that they were in this state because of her secret art, so it was up to her to release them.

But Cheonbeom did not answer and sadly looked down at Yeon-a and the others.

Then, he waved his hand.

Then, a strange energy flowed, and the Munmu disciples, including Yeon-a, began to disappear as if they were sinking into the ground.

But Baekjeol Samu would not just stand by and watch.

As she fluttered her sleeves, dozens of her weapons, needles, appeared and were fired.

It was a flawless skill.

However.

Tae tae tae taeaeng!

The dozens of needles were all deflected as if they had been shot into a wall.

‘Petals?’

Something shaped like flower petals perfectly deflected the needles and disappeared again.

At this point, Baekjeol Samu unknowingly took a step back.

The situation had taken a strange turn.

“At first, I thought I was sealed by someone. But that wasn’t the case.”

“As you said, I thought that if I kept repeating meaningless killings, someone would come to catch me. That’s why I had no choice but to create this labyrinth and seal myself.”

Baekjeol Samu’s eyes widened.

“You created this place yourself?”

“Yes. It wasn’t that difficult.”

Baekjeol Samu frowned at Cheonbeom’s tone, as if it was nothing.

“You’re going too far. You lightly created a place like this while receiving the Trial of Slaughter? I wandered around here with your subordinates for ten years.”

Such a vast space?

Yes, if you were going to create it, there was nothing you couldn’t do. But that period of time would not be so light.

It would take at least a hundred years, or even a thousand years, to put in the effort.

It was not just a simple space, but a labyrinth expanded using spatial divine power.

Baekjeol Samu, who had personally experienced it, could clearly say that it was not a place that could be created in such a short period of time.

“Could it be that you knew in advance that you would receive the Trial of Slaughter?”

That was the only way to think about it.

It was impossible otherwise.

“I think you’re mistaken about something.”

“What are you talking about?”

“What do you think this place is?”

That was a nonsensical question.

“Of course, the Black Heaven Labyrinth….”

But Cheonbeom shook his head.

With a strange smile, Cheonbeom waved his hand, and the space changed.

Poisonous gas rose from the floor, and dozens, hundreds of centipedes appeared on the stone walls.

“This is not an underground space on the edge of the Black Wind Zone.”

They naturally entered a cave in the ground, so they must have thought it was an underground labyrinth.

But no. Even Cheonbeom could not have created such a vast space in such a short period of time.

He had simply overlapped the already created space in a clever way.

“This place is inside my daughter’s belly.”