“I thought about it as I crossed over here. I reflected on the past and pondered deeply.”
The arrow lodged in my chest.
The death it brought about.
The end of life I had to face, sobbing in pain and sorrow.
So I pondered and pondered again.
How to win.
How to kill.
How to.
“Evade your arrows.”
And the answer to that is precisely.
“This.”
Hundreds of stone towers created from the flames of creation.
Kugugugung!!
With a great earth-shaking roar, as if an earthquake had occurred, the ground is torn apart and floats into the air.
The surrounding scenery is all darkness.
But behind Chun-beom, a golden sun rises in a circle.
Immediately, the lamps hanging from the stone towers light up.
Unlike the brilliant light that sparkles, the stone towers that have sprung up on each floating island held a bizarre impression.
“Do you believe you can avoid my arrows with just this?”
Creating hundreds of stone towers under the ground in an instant is a little surprising, but that’s all.
Tearing up the land of the Insect Realm and making it float, but that’s really all it is.
“Disappointing. Is this all you’ve got? I don’t know what you’re so confident about with these stone towers.”
“If you don’t know, you can just test it out.”
Whiririk.
Thud.
Chun-beom doesn’t catch the Rakshasa [his sword] falling from the sky and spreads his arms.
A sign to attack.
Yae-dong willingly aimed the bow.
Kkigigik.
Pyoong!
As soon as the bowstring is released, the arrow disappears.
‘As expected.’
It is flying, transcending space.
Therefore, there is no sign, not even a sense of presence.
‘If you easily classify the space based on the laws of space, there are two types.’
One is Cheon-nae-gong [inner sky space].
The space within the sky.
And the other is Cheon-wae-gong [outer sky space].
The space outside the sky.
Most people use Chukji [instant movement technique], teleportation formations, etc., which use Cheon-nae-gong, but those who practice the laws of space and are versed in them use Cheon-wae-gong, which is one dimension higher.
And Il-sin-hong-seong Yae-dong also.
Was using the path of Cheon-wae-gong.
Therefore, Chun-beom devised a plan.
Chuck.
Chun-beom, with one hand outstretched in front, raised one corner of his mouth.
Swish!
The arrow of Il-sin-hong-seong, which appeared through space, was completely embedded in a place completely unrelated to Chun-beom.
“!!”
Yae-dong’s eyes widened.
And soon, he frowned as if something was wrong.
“What did you do?”
“It was a simple yet difficult task.”
Jiiing-
Hundreds of stone towers around them emitted strange wavelengths.
“What is the reason why your arrow, which travels through Cheon-wae-gong, can fly without losing its target?”
That is, of course, because the arrow has intelligence.
Cheon-wae-gong is the space outside the sky.
In order to travel back and forth to that place, a simple arrow is difficult.
Like the sword spirit, which is the incarnation of a sword, his arrow also has intelligence.
But to say that it has intelligence means.
It means it thinks.
Thus.
Thinking is the same as being able to be deceived.
“I see. These strange stone towers are….”
“Creating Cheon-wae-gong. Even now, it continues to create multiple spaces. So your arrow must be quite confused.”
What would happen if hundreds or thousands of crossroads suddenly appeared to someone walking a single path?
Hundred out of a hundred.
They will not be able to find their way.
Beom’s aim is also exactly that.
Even if you know the goal, you can never reach it if you lose your way.
You have no choice but to wander forever in the space of Cheon-wae-gong.
“Each of your arrows is the Bonseon Beopbae [a treasure of the original immortal], itself, which you have refined and nurtured over many years. Losing it will be quite painful.”
Twitch.
Il-sin-hong-seong’s eyebrows rose.
As Chun-beom said.
Cheon-wae-gong is the undetectable space outside the sky.
But it is also a dangerous space.
Why can’t Soo-seons [cultivators] recklessly do it even though they know there is a space between existence and nonexistence? It is possible to enter that place, but it is difficult to come back out. Once you lose your way, you may wander there forever.
Or you may end up reaching another sky similar to the Upper Realm.
Because of such dangers, even those who skillfully handle the laws find it difficult to approach Cheon-wae-gong recklessly.
“Since you’ve already lost one arrow….”
Chun-beom glanced at the quiver Il-sin-hong-seong had.
There are eight left.
“Would you like to shoot one more time?”
At his imposing words, Il-sin-hong-seong narrowed his eyes.
“Certainly, if you’ve prepared this much, it will be a little difficult.”
But unlike his words, Il-sin-hong-seong reached for the quiver on his waist without hesitation.
And soon, he put it on the bowstring and shot it not at Chun-beom, but at a nearby stone tower.
“Are you thinking of destroying the stone tower?”
Chun-beom wore a sneer.
The fired arrow was aimed at the stone tower, but it never broke it.
When it headed towards the stone tower, a ripple-like wave arose and the arrow disappeared somewhere into Cheon-wae-gong.
“Cheon-wae-gong is generated and spread around the stone tower. You won’t be able to break it.”
But that was then.
Wheeee, thud.
“!”
From the sky, an arrow fell weakly to the ground at Chun-beom’s feet.
“…”
This was clearly the arrow of Il-sin-hong-seong that had just been fired at the stone tower.
Chun-beom immediately drew Rakshasa and cut off his arrow.
The evil spirits contained in Rakshasa competed to chew and swallow the arrow that had been cut in half.
‘A coincidence… it can’t be.’
Unlike Chun-beom, who had a serious look on his face, Yae-dong took a breath while holding the bow.
Thump, thump, thump.
A pleasant excitement spreads throughout his body.
“I think I know….”
With a smile on his lips, Il-sin-hong-seong’s hand reaches for the next arrow.
And once again.
Pyoong.
The arrow is fired.
This time the angle is slightly different.
If the previous arrow was aimed at the bottom of the stone tower, this time it is the upper right of the opposite stone tower.
Ssuk!
Yae-dong’s arrows begin to appear sparsely in the middle of the stone towers hanging all around.
And soon.
Thud! Dae-aeng!!
Jureureuk.
It grazed Chun-beom’s cheek and was embedded in the tree behind him, shaking its tail.
“It’s quite difficult. I’ve roughly grasped the direction… but it seems like my power is running out after going through several Cheon-wae-gongs.”
Even so, it seems quite fun to see him smiling.
Of course, it wasn’t very fun for Chun-beom.
“Do you remember.”
Yae-dong said, taking out the next arrow and aiming it at the bow.
“A long time ago, I went hunting with you.”
“…Did we.”
He remembers.
But that is not Beom’s memory.
Part of the mountain’s memory.
Chun-beom’s eyes deepened.
The point at which he stayed in the Insect Realm was after the battle with Oh-gyeong-gye-ju Shinwi [Five Realm Guardian Shinwi].
Perhaps because of that, or something else, he seemed to believe without a doubt that Chun-beom was a mountain.
“It’s been so long… you may not remember. But I still remember that time.”
Pyoong!
Once again, an arrow is fired.
The arrow’s shape becomes blurry, and it suddenly appears and disappears between space and space, appearing in the east and west.
And soon.
Thud.
Beom twisted his body.
Shhh! Kwaaaang!!
Behind him, Yae-dong’s arrow is fired, turning the floating land into scorched earth.
‘Is he gradually getting the hang of it.’
It’s amazing.
Sensing and calculating the space of hundreds of Cheon-wae-gongs and firing them.
It is something that cannot be achieved unless both the person firing the arrow and the incarnation residing in the arrow are crazy.
But. Isn’t it the Wonseon Taesa [Grand Master Wonseon] who does such crazy things?
If he couldn’t even do that much.
How could he be called someone who reached the sky?
Besides, he is someone who has dedicated his life to the bow.
A person who ascended to the sky with only one bow.
He is capable enough.
“It was a pleasant time. I hunted with only one arrow, but you didn’t. Footprints, animal hair mixed in the grass, and the smell left there. In my opinion, it seemed like you were hunting using your whole body and everything.”
Deudeudeuk.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
He pulls the bowstring.
It’s different from what I was shooting for testing.
He is putting his strength into it properly.
“I was curious about that. You, who handle everything, and me, who only handles one arrow. I fought a lot with that guy A-geom, but I never even thought about fighting you.”
Why couldn’t I?
Why was I scared in advance?
“When it’s this fun.”
Pyoong!!
Kwaaaaaaaa!!
The arrow containing Wonseon’s energy.
As it is fired, distorting space, it creates a magnificent storm.
And then.
Whooong!
Leaving behind a handful of strong wind, Chun-beom’s Adam’s apple drew highs and lows.
“This is….”
Isn’t it extremely difficult?
Is this what they called unexpected?
“It’s not going the way I thought it would.”
But isn’t that life?
That’s why it’s fun.
Whiririk.
Rakshasa spins in his grasp, emitting a sharp aura.
And soon.
Pat!!
It collides with Yae-dong’s arrow that appeared.
Kkigigigigigigik!!
Kwaaaaaaaa!!
Yae-dong’s arrow, which collided with Rakshasa, creates a storm and distorts the surrounding space.
Bang! Kwaaang!! Kuuuuung!!
Tteojeok.
Tang!!
Whiririririk, thud.
“Hoo.”
Yae-dong admires and Chun-beom clicks his tongue.
“You put all your strength into it, but you blocked it with such a crude sword? Amazing.”
There was a crack in Rakshasa’s sword surface. As he said, unlike Yae-dong’s arrows, which had been nurtured for a long time, Rakshasa was a little lower in grade.
So it’s an inevitable result.
‘The uses are different in the first place.’
It’s a bit of a stretch to see it as a proper sword.
Gu-hwan-do is to swallow the Four Souls and turn them into evil spirits to make them your own.
Rakshasa’s power.
“Aren’t you using the previous sword?”
At Yae-dong’s question, Chun-beom gave him a displeased look.
“Why don’t you use the Sam-mae-sam-sal [Three Flames, Three Killings] that you shot at me before?”
“Were you waiting?”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
“Okay… is that so? Then I have no choice but to live up to that expectation.”
Buuwoong.
A slightly shorter arrow than the others floated from Yae-dong’s quiver.
That is the arrow that drove the previous Chun-beom to his death.
The arrow that represents him, which gave him the title of Il-sin-hong-seong.
It was Sam-mae-sam-sal.
“What are you going to show me now? It seems like the Cheon-wae-gong stone tower here is slowly becoming too much to block my arrows.”
At Yae-dong’s question, Chun-beom simply straightened the cracked Rakshasa.
Then Yae-dong didn’t ask any more questions.
He was puzzled, but who was he?
He is the one who came back alive from his Sam-mae-sam-sal. To Yae-dong himself, he is a mountain, and to the world, he is Wonseon Taesa, known as Geumcheon [Golden Sky].
What kind of appearance will he show?
I couldn’t help but look forward to it.
“Go.”
Kkigigigik!!
The bowstring is pulled.
Soon, a storm gathers in Sam-mae-sam-sal as if wind were gathering, and it flashes.
And soon.
Kwang!!
When he released the bowstring, a thunderous sound like lightning struck devoured all directions.
“Are you going to swing a sword that’s about to break!”
Even so, Chun-beom raised his sword.
Sam-mae-sam-sal, which may fly from anywhere.
But Chun-beom raised Rakshasa without hesitation and struck down at once.
When he struck down at the empty sky, a collision sound erupted at once.
Kwachang!! A roar that seemed to split the sky in two echoed loudly.
“…”
Yae-dong thought of the sword that would be broken, but the scenery he saw was a little different.
Chwareureureureuk.
It is true that the sword broke when it came into contact with Sam-mae-sam-sal.
But at the same time as it broke, the sword lost its shape and turned into thousands and tens of thousands of butterflies.
Sword-red butterflies fluttering vigorously.
In front of the fluttering butterfly swarm, Chun-beom’s lips drew an arc.
Yae-dong also raised the corners of his lips.
“I took a hit.”
Il-sin-hong-seong, Yae-dong’s Sam-mae-sam-sal.
His first arrow was stopped as it was, piercing through the butterfly swarm.