Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 565

Nangseon Gi Hwan Dam – Side Story 4

The ordinary sky of the Lower World transforming into a golden firmament was instantaneous.

The blue sky rippled with golden waves, accompanied by a sound as if heaven and earth were splitting apart.

A sound like something shattering. The roar vibrated through their entire bodies, causing the beings of the Lower World to kneel.

The intense presence, coupled with an overwhelming sense of déjà vu that they couldn’t even dare to comprehend, awakened the minds of ordinary people.

It was like an intense sun banishing the night, and like warm sunlight caressing insignificant creatures.

Thus, all they could do was bow their heads involuntarily.

It was a kind of instinct.

The instinct to know that looking directly at the sun would blind them.

The instinct to be wary and afraid of death from the moment they were born.

It was quite natural. Like an instinct, they revered it. They began to worship.

The ordinary people bowed their heads to the ground, their hands raised to support the sky, tears wetting the earth, and their mouths calling out to the heavens.

What else could the being adorned in brilliant golden light be but the sky itself!

“That being is the sky… the sky itself!”

On this barren land.

How could they not be overjoyed when the incarnation of the Great Dao [the fundamental principle of the universe], the one who had reached the ultimate end, had descended upon this land where the Dao had disappeared?

“Golden waves…”

A nameless mountain dweller of Mount Baek, as if it were acceptable to go blind, shed tears while gazing at the golden, brilliant being in the sky.

As if he had been waiting all along.

As if he had desperately pleaded, he knelt down and picked up sharp stones from around him, slashing his wrist several times.

Thud.

Torn flesh and beaded drops of blood flowed and fell to the ground.

The owner of the brilliant golden firmament saw the mountain dweller’s blood flowing hotly.

His eyes narrowed.

Then, enveloped in dazzling golden light, a smile flickered across his lips.

[My child. What do you desire?]

At the voice of the sky asking affectionately, the mountain dweller cried out.

“I desire the Great Dao!!”

What was contained in the mountain dweller’s blood was clearly his own essence.

Faint, but he was a descendant of the sky.

However, what he desired was the Great Dao, and in this barren sky, there was not enough energy to fulfill that will.

The sky disappeared, leaving behind a faint smile and a single word.

[I pass on the spark, unfold your will.]

Hwaaaaaaaak!

Whooong!!

A fierce whirlwind raged, and the eyes of the descendant of the Cheon Clan, who had turned his back, widened.

The barren Mount Baek was no longer there.

All that remained was the noble Mount Baek, with a subtle golden light lingering around it.

“A spark…”

And in his grasp as well.

A small golden spark lingered.

A spark as warm as a flame, but harmless to touch.

This bizarre flame, which he had never seen before, must be the Golden Fire (金火) [a legendary fire associated with enlightenment and power] that had only been passed down in the legends of Mount Baek.

The man, who had finally received the reward he had been searching for for decades, sat down and wept.

* * *

Thud.

The foot that landed settled on the surface of the water, and small ripples spread gently.

The endlessly 펼쳐진 [expanded/unfurled] calm surface of the water and the blue sky reflected in it.

And the space of the draped mist was a place of comfort and fulfillment that filled one’s heart.

The feet that landed on the water in this picturesque landscape belonged to two people.

“Yoho.”

“Husband…”

They belonged to Yoho and Cheonbeom.

“…I don’t know where to begin.”

There were many things he wanted to say, but he didn’t know where to start or how far to go.

Was it difficult? How did you think of such a thing? You endured well. But it was reckless.

Such words rose to the tip of his throat, but he couldn’t bring himself to say them.

‘If you’re alive, it’s enough that you’re standing in front of me like this now.’

It was blessing enough that she was alive.

Cheonbeom took Yoho’s hand and gently caressed it with both of his hands.

“You’ve suffered.”

A short word.

But Yoho knew all the emotions contained within it.

Trickle.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

The flowing tears dripped from the tip of her chin and fell onto the surface of the water.

“It’s not a dream, is it?”

“Would you like it to be a dream?”

“No. No… it’s not. If this is a dream, then the heavens are being too cruel.”

Swoosh.

Cheonbeom’s lips curved into a smile as Yoho snuggled into his arms.

Pat, pat.

Her shoulders shook as he patted her back.

It seemed to be a mixture of all the pain, endurance, sorrow, and longing she had endured.

But it was a silent cry.

It was even more heartbreaking because she was only shedding tears without making a single sound.

How long had she cried like that?

She cried for a long time as if she wanted to let go of the past emotions, and then she looked around and looked up at Cheonbeom and asked.

“Where… is this place?”

“Your eyes are swollen and red; you look cute.”

“Don’t joke around.”

Yoho buried her face in his chest again at the mischievous joke.

He laughed heartily, then hugged her again and looked around, saying.

“It’s a place you call the Immortal Realm, or sometimes the Upper Realm. It’s also the Golden Firmament now.”

“Then does that mean I’ve ascended?”

“That’s right.”

It was originally impossible.

But it wasn’t that difficult for him, the owner of the Golden Firmament.

“How could I… how is that possible…?”

Her soul, fading and disappearing like the setting sun, was no different from a cracked vase.

No matter how much you fill it, the water leaking through the cracks will only flow out like a bottomless pit.

It’s meaningless.

No, it was originally like that.

‘But now….’

It was filled like a full vase. Abundant power and a purity she had never experienced before flowed through her entire body.

It was naturally hard to believe as the dazed power flowed through her body.

“You endured well. Thanks to you, I was able to bring my wife here.”

Cheonbeom took Yoho’s hands and thanked her deeply.

For her survival, for her decision.

“Am I… alive?”

“Of course.”

She was originally a disappearing fragment.

A remnant crumbling with time.

But it changed the moment it touched him.

It happened with the power of Cheonbeom, who manifested his true form in the Lower World using the Incarnation as a catalyst.

Making the impossible possible was something only the master of the golden sky, the ruler of the Upper Heaven, could do.

Although he consumed a lot of power, he did not regret it. Thanks to that, the yoke that had remained in one corner of his heart was lifted.

“Let’s go. Over the long years, I have accomplished many things.”

He wouldn’t begrudge giving it all away, so he wouldn’t give her time to be in pain or regret anymore.

His atonement for her would be to allow her to live the rest of her life happily.

“I… I won’t be a burden….”

“If you don’t want to be my burden, then you just have to become a woman who suits someone like me.”

From the beginning.

“If not you, then what woman could be said to suit me?”

She is a woman who has endured countless years.

Is she not a pure and devoted woman who only waited and waited for him, and experienced the brink of her soul’s destruction?

If such a woman doesn’t suit him, then who else would!

“Let’s go.”

“Yes!”

As they held hands and took a step, the scenery passed by like a blur.

The thick clouds cleared and what was visible was a landscape worthy of being called a paradise.

A pavilion located on a towering sacred mountain.

Familiar faces waiting there greeted Yoho.

“Sister!”

“Somang!!”

It was Somang, who she thought was dead!

Yoho, who hadn’t even expected it, was startled and looked back at Cheonbeom.

“Husband!”

“I was lucky.”

Remnants remained.

Somang felt Yoho’s seal collapsing and jumped in herself, but she didn’t seal herself, so she died there.

She tried to prevent the seal from breaking by pushing her limits to the limit, but she wasn’t properly prepared.

But as they say, life is full of ups and downs.

Absurdly, Somang’s soul could not go anywhere due to the distorted seal and was hidden under the energy.

Thus, it was Cheonbeom who revived her.

It wasn’t difficult at all.

All he had to do was restore the collapsing soul and create the original body.

What’s so difficult when Cheonbeom, who has mastered the laws of creation and is now the master of the sky called the Golden Firmament, is right here?

It might have been difficult if their status was high, but reviving a being from the Lower World is not difficult at all.

“To think we would meet again alive, it’s like a dream!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Manga, because of me!”

Somang and Yoho, who had ascended to the Upper Realm, naturally rejoiced and embraced each other.

Then, Cheonbeom, who had taken them to the Upper Realm, introduced them to the others and led them to his wives.

Choa and Saha.

And Hwayang and Hori took Yoho and Somang away and started chatting.

Cheonbeom watched the scene and then turned around slyly.

“It would be nice if you could guide them yourself.”

It was Hwaran.

Looking at her sulky face, it was clear that she had come to pick a fight again for no reason.

Beom folded his arms behind his back and looked at the distant mountains, answering.

“We’ll see each other anyway when night comes. Now that the sun has risen, it would be good for her to build friendships with the wives she will see often.”

She got along well with Choa as sisters, so it’s better to leave them alone for now.

“You’re so great.”

“I am great. Who in this sky is more outstanding than me?”

Ran’s brow furrowed.

She was full of annoyance.

Beom chuckled and took a few steps.

Each time, the scenery changed quickly.

Before he knew it, the sky of the Upper Realm was beneath Cheonbeom’s feet.

“It must be nice to have so many women?”

“I’m thinking of it as a blessing. They are women who are too much for someone like me.”

It was Hwaran who was trying to tease him, but somehow his mood didn’t seem good.

“There is no one above you in the sky, why do you lower yourself so much?”

“There is no such thing as eternal immortality. At least not in my sky.”

Hwaran’s eyes narrowed.

She seemed to know what he was thinking.

“Is there in another sky? Someone with a sky in the Upper Realm like San-gun?”

“Well, that kind of thing is not a problem. I just have to fight and win.”

“Then….”

What else is left?

“The Great Liberation?”

At Ran’s question, he did not answer and folded his arms behind his back.

Soon, he looked at the other wives who were greeting Yoho under the sky.

There was joy, tears, and a strange tension flowing.

It was quite a precious scene, but this was also a happy moment.

“There are no exceptions to Heavenly Tribulation.”

“But didn’t San-gun also make the tribulations of the sky his own?”

Upper Realm.

This Golden Firmament is his.

If the Heavenly Tribulation coming down from the Great Liberation also enters his domain, he is bound to have some control over it.

“But there are also limits to that.”

Heavenly Tribulation is still Heavenly Tribulation after all.

The sky of the Upper Realm does not send down Heavenly Tribulation.

It is above that that sends down Heavenly Tribulation.

The sky above the sky.

Only the Great Liberation.

“If there are limits….”

“You’re… gradually catching on.”

With eyes mixed with various emotions, he looked up at the unforgiving sky.

“The day to face it will come someday.”

The sky above the sky.

Heavenly punishment will come to him someday for not following the control of the Great Liberation.

When that time comes.

“I will have to make a choice again.”

Whichever choice it is.

It won’t be easy.

“I have to prepare.”

To prepare to become the master of all skies.