Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 550

Amidst the ominously reddened sky and the forebodingly rising formation, a surge of blades bound the Wonseons’ feet.

Wrapping around their legs, the blades quickly spread, imprisoning them as if in a cage.

Cheonbeom was no exception, finding himself unable to move recklessly within the sharp-edged prison.

“Indeed, there’s no way you’d risk everything just to reach Daeracheon. I knew it,” Geomno said.

He had always been this way.

Of course, he would have ideals about Daeracheon and aspirations for improvement in cultivation.

However, they could never surpass his desire to create the Cheongeom [Heavenly Sword].

Thus, he seized the moment when the Daeracheon Road opened.

The instant the Cheonji Wonki [Primordial Energy of Heaven and Earth] of Daeracheon permeated, causing a momentary pressure, he used it as the starting point for his scheme.

No matter how seasoned the Wonseons were, they couldn’t help but flinch at the energy of Daeracheon, which they were experiencing for the first time, and they were ensnared by the trap he had secretly prepared.

“Geomno!! Our goals are the same!!”

Ubaekja shouted, seemingly unable to believe this betrayal.

Daeracheon was right before their eyes, so why would he do such a thing?

Most of them felt the same way.

“What is the reason for this, Geomno!”

Jiranwi was also indignant.

Yet, Geomno Iltaek opened his mouth with a face devoid of emotional fluctuation.

“Even now, our goals are the same, Ubaekja. It’s not that I have no desire for Daeracheon.”

“What do you mean!”

If he desired Daeracheon, what reason could he have for doing this?

Could it really be because of that obsession from the distant past?

“Is it really because of the Cheongeom? How foolish! If we head to Daeracheon, we might even create a true Jinseon’s [True Immortal’s] Cheongeom!!”

To the rebuking Ubaekja, Geomno slowly shook his head.

“Consider this. Even if Daeracheon is an ideal, the end of cultivation, what will happen if we actually go there?”

“What do you mean, what will…”

In a moment of hesitation,

Cheonoe Yanggun took up the thread. “The path may be arduous, but if one has the will and the courage and spirit to overcome it, what is there to fear?”

However, Geomno shook his head.

“Right now, we are hailed as the sky of the Upper Realm, the pinnacle, but what will happen if we go to Daeracheon?”

“That is…”

“We will become just one of the countless Jinseons in Daeracheon, constantly facing the risk of death. There probably isn’t anyone here who doesn’t know that even the Wolmoja Nyeo [Moon Mother Goddesses], who have now disappeared, were once beings of Daeracheon.”

Even beings of Daeracheon could fall and be lost.

The world of Daeracheon, which can be inferred from that one fact, is likely a place where the law of the jungle prevails, not much different from here.

Can’t Jinseons harm each other?

Although Jinseons are said to become one with the heavens by assimilating with a single law, isn’t Daeracheon a place filled with such beings?

“Even crossing the Daeracheon Road requires enduring trials beyond imagination. We will have to endure pain on a different level from the Cheongeops [Heavenly Tribulations] we have endured so far.”

How many among us will survive walking the Daeracheon Road?

We might all die.

“So, you’ve bound us in this state?”

At Beom’s question, Geomno raised the corner of his lips in a twisted smile.

“There’s no reason to refuse, is there? If a perfect Cheongeom comes into my hands, there’s no reason to fear even Daeracheon. Not even the higher heavens! Do you know what trials and sinister beings lurk on the Daeracheon Road?”

“Of course, I don’t know.”

“Therefore! Therefore, I am needed.”

Geomno passed Cheonbeom and approached the gate of Daeracheon Road.

The Cheonji Wonki of Daeracheon flowed in through the slightly opened gap, making him involuntarily shudder.

A chilling yet simultaneously sweet energy that made him feel intoxicated, as if he had drunk fine wine.

“Yes, this is it. With this, there will be nothing lacking in creating the Cheongeom.”

As he reveled in satisfaction,

Cheonbeom surveyed his surroundings.

‘It’s not a sloppy technique.’

Perhaps because it had been prepared for a long time, there weren’t many openings to exploit.

Cheonbeom was at the center of the formation, and the remaining Wonseons were arranged around him like the old Singeom Habildo [Divine Sword United as One] formation.

It wasn’t a pleasant sight.

‘I didn’t want to see this again.’

To think I would see this formation again, which had haunted my dreams for a while.

A sense of futility brought a hollow laugh.

Looking around, everyone seemed to be racking their brains.

Cheonoe Yanggun seemed to be meditating within the Geomeok (劍獄) [Sword Prison], calmly pondering.

The others weren’t much different, and there didn’t seem to be anyone with a suitable solution, when suddenly…

KUNG!!

A massive shockwave erupted from one of Geomno’s Geomeoks, where Nokmyeon Wiwang was imprisoned.

“…I see.”

One of Nokmyeon Wiwang’s arms had transformed, resembling the carapace of an insect, and the power contained within it seemed quite fierce.

However, the Geomeok was unscathed, and instead, green blood was flowing from his own fist.

“It’s absorbing my power.”

“Not only that.”

At the end of the Geomeok, something was trying to bloom, as if a metal tree was blossoming.

What was faintly visible was a handle.

The part corresponding to the handle of a sword.

“It will gradually absorb your power and turn it into a sword.”

As if telling them to struggle if they wanted to.

That’s what he was implying.

“I also don’t want to torment you for a long time, but turning cultivators who have reached the pinnacle into swords isn’t that simple, is it?”

Meaning it would take some time.

“It would be even better if you struggled.”

Meaning that struggling to escape would only benefit the Singeom Habildo formation more.

Thanks to that, the Wonseons’ minds became even more conflicted.

Strong power was needed to break the Geomeok, but if they failed to break it in one go, their lives would be in danger.

They had to be extremely cautious.

“Absorbing power, is it…”

Cheonbeom lightly touched the pure white bracelet on his left wrist, and soon, a pure white energy leaked out, absorbing the energy of the Geomeok.

It was Hwadam’s divine power.

If the Geomeok absorbed energy, couldn’t I absorb it too?

Thinking that’s all there was to it, he used Hwadam’s divine power, and quite an interesting thing happened.

Blades shot out from the Geomeok like tentacles, starting to target Hwadam.

‘Well, it’s not a formation that can be broken so easily.’

Moreover, while Hwadam’s divine power could be said to be slightly higher at the same level, it was like child’s play in the world of Wonseons.

“Then, what if I use my power?”

Samcheon Chohwa [Three Thousand Initial Creations] bloomed in Cheonbeom’s hand.

As it enveloped the bracelet that Hwadam had transformed into, his energy exploded.

“Hmm?”

Geomno’s eyebrows twitched at the unusual situation.

KUUUNG-!

The power of Heupseong Daebop [Great Art of Star Absorption] became stronger.

To the extent that even Wonseons couldn’t ignore it. Hwadam was screaming incessantly, perhaps because it was quite burdensome, but at this rate, it was possible.

However, the Geomeok wouldn’t stay still.

Again, the blades that were targeting him swirled from all directions.

But then.

CHUUUUUUUT!

Instantly, a cold air flowed out, freezing all the blades and absorbing their energy, turning them into dust in an instant.

The same was true for the Geomeok.

TEUDEUDEUK.

The sharp energy was nowhere to be found, and it was crushed in Beom’s hand with a sensation like rotten branches crumbling.

“You’ve worked hard.”

Hwadam seemed to have strained himself quite a bit and wouldn’t be able to move for a while.

“Hoo… you have quite an interesting thing. Are there two Chungsoos [Azure Waters] with the blood of Tam [Greed]?”

“It’s just luck.”

It was a high-level energy that Hwadam’s vessel couldn’t handle.

So, Cheonbeom temporarily enlarged Hwadam’s vessel with the creation law of Samcheon Chohwa.

If he had made a mistake, Hwadam’s body would have exploded, but things worked out quite well.

“I’m doing quite well. Ageom [My Sword], you don’t seem to be doing so well.”

Geomno’s expression wasn’t very good.

But soon, he chuckled and ruffled his long beard.

“Amazing. Do you know how long I’ve been preparing this Singeom Habildo? To think you’d break it in such a short time… Haha! I don’t know whether to be amazed or dumbfounded!”

“You’d better do one of those two as quickly as possible. Unlike you, I don’t have time to enjoy leisure.”

“Well, wouldn’t a woman with smooth skin and sharp edges be better than an old man like me?”

It was then.

CHWAAK!

A woman’s strike, appearing from Cheonbeom’s blind spot, tore his collar.

A drop of blood trickled down his neck, staining the torn collar.

“Ran…!”

Frowning and looking at Ran, she was preparing for the next sword strike without a moment’s hesitation.

Cheonbeom had no choice but to replace Seondeung Eumseok [Thunderbolt Shadow Stone] with Geumgobong [Golden Cudgel] to block the attack.

TAEAEAEANG!!

“There’s no time for this, Ran.”

“How disappointing. Are you saying you don’t even have time to spend with this woman for a while?”

“Ran!!”

KUOOOONG!!

CHWAAK!

Each sword strike was like a mountain.

However, the incoming sword paths fluttered like a fairy’s dress, making them extremely difficult to block.

KAANG! CHWAAAAAAK!!

HUUUUNG!!

KKIJIK, KKIGIGIGI!!

Seondeung Eumseok screamed in pain. Every time it blocked her sword strike, sword marks were engraved on Geumgobong.

“What on earth are you thinking?”

“You’re always hanging out with men, so your one and only wife can’t help but be angry. Isn’t that what led to this?”

“There’s no time to joke around, Ran.”

“I’m not joking.”

The emotion in her eyes was definitely clear in its purpose.

Cheonbeom swung Geumgobong to create distance between her and scattered purple lightning as if there was no other choice.

KWAJIJIK KUREUREUNG KWAKWANG!!

Bulcheonbulbyeok [Unchanging and Unmoving] appeared in his hand and transformed into the form of a lightning spear.

“Grow larger.”

Hwiririk!

The size of the thrown Geumgobong became enormous and flew towards Ran.

Ran grabbed the sword with both hands and closed her eyes.

The moment the Geumgobong, which had become as large as a mountain, was about to crush Hwaran.

SAREUREUK!

Hwaran turned into flower petals and disappeared in all directions, and before he knew it, the scenery had become a single plum tree firmly in place.

The only things around were the scattering plum blossoms and Cheonbeom holding Ssangmyeol [Twin Extinction].

“Get out of the way, Ran.”

“Sangun has always walked the path he wanted to go. He has always easily removed anything that blocked his path.”

“Are you also telling me to remove you?”

“Isn’t that Sangun’s great Dao [Path]?”

If so, he should do so.

“Is being removed by me your great Dao?”

Ran smiled brightly.

Like a plum blossom in full bloom.

“Saying ‘removed’ sounds too heartless. How about ’embraced’?”

“Nonsense.”

CHEOK.

As he pointed Bulcheonbulbyeok at her, Ran also lowered her sword.

A sword tip without a moment’s hesitation.

‘I see.’

Her figure overlapped as if reflected in the water.

The back view seen on the boat.

The trajectory of the sword path that was cut off emptily but without hesitation.

“I understand your intention well. You must do so to achieve your great Dao.”

“…”

“Is that truly your intention?”

Cheonbeom’s lips hardened.

Ran did not answer.

“Yes. You must do so to achieve your great Dao.”

Ran still didn’t answer.

She just held her sword and smiled.

Beom nodded as if he had made up his mind.

KWAJIJIJIK!!

Purple lightning raged in all directions.

The killing intent also keenly targeted her, making her finally realize it.

THAT!

Cheonbeom’s figure disappeared.

At the same time, the scenery under the longed-for plum tree also disappeared.

No, it was shattered.

Beneath the scenery that scattered like plum petals.

PUK!

Blood was splattered in the air.

“Sangun!!”

The scream of the woman who had cut down the woman within herself echoed.