Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 134

The Three Kings’ Disciple (135)

134

Krrrrrr!

The Supreme Seven Stars Formation, an unranked formation protecting the entire Wudang territory, was collapsing.

In front of it stood Lee Ro-woon, holding the unconscious Bonde No.

Krrrrrr!

The harmony of yin and yang was breaking, a spectacle of nature collapsing.

The sight of the seven white and black curved jades shattering and falling was a magnificent scene, never to be seen again.

“Kuh.”

Within that, Lee Ro-woon spat out a mouthful of blood.

‘The Ring of the Monarch.’

It was a side effect of forcibly drawing out the power of the third ring.

Lee Ro-woon had been constantly training with the Ring of the Monarch, trying to raise his level.

The Ring of the Monarch did not easily grant its power.

He was only just drawing the line of the third ring.

Swoosh.

Trying to draw out that power had resulted in this state.

“I need to quickly surpass the Gold King stage.”

If he could just surpass the first stage of the Ring of the Monarch, the Gold King stage, his body wouldn’t be easily damaged by one or two instances of overexertion.

An injury that couldn’t be healed even with the Blood Demon Divine Art and the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

Even so, Lee Ro-woon regained his relaxed expression.

“Kuh….”

At the sound, Lee Ro-woon turned his head.

“Krrrrrr!”

The one making a beast-like voice.

“In the end….”

Lee Ro-woon looked at him, as if feeling sorry, and said,

“It seems you couldn’t overcome it.”

“Krrrk!”

A monster that could no longer be called human stood there.

The Yellow Turban, a hood made of human skin, moved as if alive, devouring the Yellow Turban member.

An egg-like shape with no eyes, nose, or mouth.

Kududuk!

The body repeatedly swelled and burst, muscles growing explosively.

“Still….”

Lee Ro-woon reached out his hand towards him.

“There’s something you’ve worked hard for.”

Papapapat!

The blood needles that shot out from Lee Ro-woon’s fingertips pierced the Yellow Turban’s entire body.

Glug.

The swelling muscles began to shrink like punctured balloons.

Thud.

Following that, he collapsed.

The Yellow Turban that had covered him moved as if alive, struggling to escape the man.

Then, as if it had seen Lee Ro-woon.

Parrrrr!

The Yellow Turban opened its maw and rushed at Lee Ro-woon.

It was the moment Lee Ro-woon’s hand grabbed it.

Whirr!

The crimson flames of the Sacred Fire engulfed the Yellow Turban.

The Yellow Turban trembled as if resisting, then suddenly stopped as if it had sensed the truth.

Fshhh.

The Yellow Turban disappeared.

Its power, carried by the Sacred Fire, settled into Lee Ro-woon.

“Haa.”

A foreign sensation flowed through his body.

This was not pure Heavenly Demon energy.

Something twisted and corrupted.

“Still….”

Lee Ro-woon’s gaze returned to the Wudang territory.

The Supreme Seven Stars Formation, already completely shattered.

In its center, a large yin-yang symbol was soaring upwards.

“I can achieve the Gold King stage this time.”

What was needed to complete the Ring of the Monarch was mana [spiritual energy].

The power of nature.

The silver energy was different in nature, so it would take time to convert it into mana.

‘Wudang.’

Their yin-yang had the miraculous ability to convert the power of nature into energy.

And also.

“Let’s see your face.”

Lee Ro-woon said as he walked out.

“Heavenly Demon.”

***

Tatata!

Footsteps echoed from all directions.

They were the footsteps of Wudang.

“……..”

A tense situation was unfolding.

“N-no….”

Mu Baek and the Wudang warriors were already in a state of panic.

“Why… the Supreme Seven Stars Formation….”

It was a situation they couldn’t understand at all.

The Supreme Seven Stars Formation, which had perfectly protected the Wudang territory, had completely collapsed in just a few minutes.

The Supreme Seven Stars Formation was not a formation that could collapse in this way.

It was the essence of Wudang, and could even be called Wudang itself.

Why had Wudang left its doors open?

It was because of the Supreme Seven Stars Formation.

“The demon….”

To maintain that immense power, Wudang had opened its doors and connected them.

“The demon is awakening.”

Mu Baek muttered as if possessed.

It was the moment his words ended.

Whirr!

Flames soared from various parts of the Wudang territory.

Whirr!

The flames were growing even fiercer.

The footsteps of the Wudang warriors became even more urgent.

The people who had been walking the streets disappeared.

In just a few minutes.

The Wudang territory had become no different from the outskirts of Guangzhou, which had become a ruin.

Whirr!

Flames soared over the window.

Clang!

Following that, the sound of weapons clashing was heard.

“What are they fighting?”

Baek Cheong said, standing by the window.

“What is Wudang fighting right now?”

The Yellow Turban, who could be called the enemy, wasn’t in the outskirts of Guangzhou?

Did the remaining remnants already enter the Wudang territory after seeing the Supreme Seven Stars Formation collapse?

It didn’t make sense.

Krrrrrr!

The sound of beasts echoed from all directions.

“Crazy bastards.”

Baek Cheong realized something and spoke.

The Supreme Seven Stars Formation and the Great Heavenly Demon Sealing Formation.

The two formations were incredibly profound formations that defied imagination.

What was needed to maintain the formations was the power of nature.

Wudang seemed to have opened the doors of the world to supply that power.

“It was impossible to maintain both formations.”

Baek Cheong began to recite what she had realized.

“The yin and yang harmony of the Supreme Seven Stars Formation, Wudang’s formation, also used the Yellow Turban members in the outskirts of Guangzhou as energy….”

That alone would not have been enough.

Wham!

Baek Cheong, who had pinned Mu Baek against the wall, spoke with burning eyes.

“Humans. Players.”

It wasn’t just the Yellow Turban’s doing.

“They were also given as food for the formation.”

Shudder.

Mu Baek’s eyes trembled.

“They imprisoned the Yellow Turban members in the formation and used their lives, their primordial energy, as energy for the formation!”

Baek Cheong, who didn’t pay much attention to those who weren’t warriors.

But because she considered herself a true warrior, she didn’t take the lives of the powerless lightly.

Even if they didn’t impress Baek Cheong, she thought of them as people.

“Are you even Taoists?”

But Wudang just thought of everyone as tools.

“They were going to be….”

Mu Baek said in a trembling voice.

“They were going to be swallowed by the demon.”

“What?”

“They were already being consumed by the demon that Wudang sealed! They were going to become demon spirits anyway…!”

Swoosh.

The sword Baek Cheong held was touching Mu Baek’s neck.

“Shut up. You idiots.”

No one, no one could step forward.

“You guys are crazy.”

This commotion.

The Supreme Seven Stars Formation collapsed, and the players, humans, and Yellow Turban members who had been used as its driving force.

All of them had awakened at once.

They were going berserk along with the energy of the rampaging formation.

Kaaaaaa!

They were being assimilated by the demon awakening over there and rampaging.

Baek Cheong, who had been about to cut Mu Baek, lowered her sword.

Thud.

Mu Baek slumped down.

“It’s not worth killing you right now.”

Baek Cheong said.

“Watch. Your Wudang….”

A voice full of conviction.

“It seems like they’ll pay the price today.”

Thud.

Ha Se-min placed his hand on Baek Cheong’s shoulder.

Normally, Baek Cheong would have been horrified and brushed his hand away, but she looked at Ha Se-min with eyes that hadn’t blinked once.

“Let’s move.”

There was no point in staying here any longer.

“That person will be waiting.”

That person.

“Haa.”

Only then was Baek Cheong able to calm her excitement.

The outside was becoming a mess.

As she walked out, Baek Cheong swept her hair back and said,

“Watch closely.”

Today, Wudang would pay the price.

* * *

“Krrrrrr!”

They were no different from beasts.

They had human forms, but they were inhuman beasts with no eyes, nose, or mouth.

They howled.

Kakang!

They tore everything apart with their sharp claws.

“Kaaaa!”

The mouth that appeared as the skin split open devoured everything.

“Subdue the demon spirits!”

The Wudang warriors raised their swords to face them.

They were not human.

Those who had been consumed by the demon and abandoned their humanity.

That was.

“Kuh!”

Even if it wasn’t what they had wanted.

“Chant the incantations!”

Wudang, as Taoists, had a method of fighting against demons passed down through their deep history.

Sealing demons and subduing demons.

The reason they had been able to hunt the Yellow Turban members so far was because of their excellent swordsmanship and the Taoist secrets.

But.

“The incantation…!”

It was different now.

“It’s not working…!”

A Wudang warrior shouted.

His body was split in half.

“Kaaaa!”

The beasts were rampaging madly, as if exploding all the resentment they had accumulated.

They had been sealed in the core of the Supreme Seven Stars Formation.

They had been used to maintain the formation, having their lives taken away without being able to eat or sleep.

“Weep, children.”

A withered man spoke from atop a mountain of corpses.

“Unleash, children.”

Long hair flowed down from between the Yellow Turban he wore.

“The anger of oppression.”

His thin eyes curved like a crescent moon.

“Spew it out, children.”

Everyone had turned into beasts, but the man was not swallowed by the Yellow Turban.

“Aaaaaa-!”

Instead, he was making a sound as if singing.

The yellow monsters that had turned into beasts were moving in time with that sound.

“This is…!”

The man who had been singing said in a low voice.

“The Great Peace.”

A world on fire.

When this world turned to ashes and was dyed yellow, then the Great Peace they had been waiting for would come.

A quiet and peaceful.

‘Nothingness.’

A world where everything had turned to ashes.

That was the world the Yellow Turban members desired.

“What was taken….”

The silver world had invaded and taken away their land.

“Must be taken back.”

They would take it back.

“What was lost….”

There were things that could not be taken back.

“Must make them lose everything.”

They would not take those back.

They would just repay them in kind.

The great evil that had been sleeping in the Supreme Seven Stars Formation had awakened.

“So it’s still Wudang.”

The man said with a sharp gaze.

Swoosh.

The beasts had already fallen, and the man was surrounded by Wudang warriors.

There were as many as fifty of them, and their aura proved that they were not just ordinary warriors.

But.

“J-….”

Those Wudang warriors were looking at the man with undisguised fear.

When Wudang sealed the Heavenly Demon, there was someone next to him.

“General of the Earth, Ji Gong….”

The three generals of the Yellow Turban.

However, unlike the artificial generals who were created later and could be called by anyone, Ji Gong was a completely different being.

“You’re terrified, Taoists.”

He had been complete from the beginning.

Even without that Yellow Turban, he was already a complete being.

“Mu… Cheon.”

He was not a player, but a Wudang warrior.

Moreover, he was a genius among geniuses who was evaluated as the pillar that would lead Wudang in the future.

He was the Yellow Turban’s General of the Earth, Ji Gong.

“Mu Cheon, you say.”

The man said as he rose.

“Call me Jang Bo.”

He smiled and reached out his hand.

Woong!

In an instant, sword energy rose from the swords of the Wudang warriors.

It was sword energy that proved their mastery of the Hwagyung realm [a high level of martial arts mastery], but it was shaking like a candle in the wind.

“Hasn’t it been a long time, and you still haven’t realized it?”

Jang Bo stretched out both hands and shook them.

“It’s demonic art! Chant the incantation of spirit control…!”

The Wudang warriors shouted and were about to chant the Taoist incantation.

“Demonic art, you say.”

Jang Bo had already appeared in front of them and stretched out both hands.

“The Great Peace Way is a proper Tao.”

Smirk.

Above Jang Bo’s smiling face.

Thud!

The skin of those who had once been his comrades splattered.