Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 139

Crack!

The arm bursts out, shattering the shell.

In that instant, the surrounding air began to change.

Whoosh.

A sinister and unsettling flow of air.

A vortex-like wind swirled above the egg.

“As expected.”

Lee Ro-woon narrowed his eyes as he watched it.

‘What I saw in the Blood Soul Escape Technique.’

At first, he hadn’t properly gathered the information, but as time passed, the information about the blood and flesh he had taken from Mu Baek revived his memories.

What Mu Baek and Cheon Jong had seen.

‘That’s a Heavenly Demon.’

They had clearly called it a Heavenly Demon.

But Lee Ro-woon did not.

‘That is….’

Lee Ro-woon said,

“That’s not a Heavenly Demon.”

It might have been a Heavenly Demon.

The fundamental power felt from it certainly contained Heavenly Demon energy.

What he felt at the Heavenly Demon Tomb was that the Heavenly Demon Cult was divided into several worlds, not just one.

In that process, several Heavenly Demons might have appeared.

That could have been one of them.

But.

“At least not now.”

What it is now is not a Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon was originally an anti-demon created to oppose the Divine Demon.

At the Heavenly Demon Tomb, Lee Ro-woon saw their supreme will and noble spirit.

But that thing has no such deep meaning.

Crack!

It only has the instinct of a beast that wants to devour and destroy everything.

Lee Ro-woon thought that such a thing could not dare to use the name Heavenly Demon.

A vile and disgusting, the worst existence.

“It was chaos.”

Chaos was revealing itself.

Krrrrrr!

Lightning fell from the dark clouds hanging in the sky.

‘Chaos.’

That is chaos.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

His heart, which had been beating strangely since meeting Hwang Geon, and his surging senses kept telling him.

That there was a fragment of chaos within Lee Ro-woon’s body here.

Whoosh!

There was nothing strange to think about.

‘I predicted it would be like this.’

The chaos he had fully contained within his body.

He had shared it with his teacher.

He had expected that there would be fragments of chaos flowing out in that process.

That was what had appeared here now.

Whoosh.

A flow as if everything was gathering at one point.

Crack-!

It was the moment when the yellow egg finally split completely.

-Kuh….

The beast-like sound made by Hwang Geon’s monsters.

-Kuaaaaaaaah!

A roar that could not be compared to that echoed throughout the Wudang area.

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-Kuaaaaaaaah!

A roar similar to that of a beast, but one that could not be compared to a beast.

The moment it echoed in the Wudang area.

Thud! Thud!

The eardrums of those who heard the roar burst.

“Ugh.”

They twisted their bodies in pain, their heads throbbing.

Beep!

A strange ringing echoed in everyone’s heads.

Thump!

In the meantime, it finally broke free from the egg and fully revealed itself.

A black mass, with a head and arms sprouting, and thorns growing on its back.

No one could call that a human.

“Ah… no….”

The Wudang disciples, barely able to stand, were shocked.

Since it was Wudang who had sealed that thing, the fear of that time was revived.

They had endured for thousands of years, training with swords in Wudang.

Their pride and will for their swords.

Before they could even show it.

“Ugh, ugh….”

That day, everything was broken.

Overwhelming power.

The Wudang swords, honed for thousands of years, were useless.

So they had no choice but to doubt.

‘Our path was wrong.’

They had no choice but to think that the path they had been trying to take was nothing.

“Hic… hic.”

Now, even the sound of crying could be heard.

“Mucheon… was right.”

The sight of the monster they saw again brought back the fear of that time.

If it hadn’t been for Cheon Jong, who had fought to the end, Wudang might have been completely erased that day.

Perhaps it was inevitable that Mucheon betrayed Wudang that day.

“We… were wrong.”

The monster that had descended again before their eyes was such a thing.

“Ugh.”

But even among them, there were those who gritted their teeth.

Shudder.

Those who were not broken, even as their whole bodies trembled with the fear they felt just by facing it.

“The Blood Demon is in front of us.”

They were the Blood Cult members.

With Lee Ro-woon in front of them, they must not be afraid of anything.

With Lee Ro-woon in front of them, there was no defeat for them.

That great faith.

Clench.

That was what was keeping the Blood Cult members from backing down.

And.

“This is insane.”

Baek Cheong muttered quietly.

Her pupils were unfocused and hazy.

“Something like that… exists?”

The first true monster she had ever seen.

She understood the helpless appearance of the Wudang disciples, given the overwhelming fear it gave.

If it had been Jongnam, not Wudang, who had to face that, what would have happened?

Jongnam.

‘Could they have done as well as Wudang?’

She had doubts.

If everything was broken by such overwhelming power, it was understandable that they would lose their way and wander.

Having seen such power, how insignificant must the lives of ordinary humans have seemed?

Rather, the fact that they tried to protect even those who remained proved how strong their will was.

But at the same time, Baek Cheong could not believe it even more.

“Even while facing that….”

Just a distant monster.

“They don’t back down…?”

Lee Ro-woon.

He was having a childish staring contest with the monster.

What was he thinking?

“Just….”

Lee Ro-woon said.

“Is this all it is?”

Disappointment.

A fragment of chaos he had encountered again on Earth.

But the amount was so small that it was close to a hair.

If the amount had been significant, the burden on the other teachers would have been lessened.

It seemed that the amount of chaos that had escaped was not much.

He felt such disappointment.

“Still….”

The thought that his teachers would be in greater pain.

Even so, Lee Ro-woon faced the creature.

“It’s going to be dangerous.”

Lee Ro-woon finished his thoughts.

-Kuaaaaaaaah!

The Heavenly Demon covered in chaos roared once more.

“Shut up.”

As if unaffected by it, Lee Ro-woon bent down and picked something up.

“……!”

At that sight, the Blood Cult members widened their eyes.

“The Blood Demon…!”

What Lee Ro-woon held in his hand was.

“He’s holding a sword!”

It was a Wudang warrior’s sword, its blade broken and ruined during the battle with Hwang Geon.

Others might not know what this meant, but the Blood Cult members, who had spent a lot of time with Lee Ro-woon, were different.

Until now, Lee Ro-woon had never held a weapon in his hand.

‘If you hold it, something bad will happen.’

The Blood Demon had told them to refrain from unnecessary curiosity.

Considering that all his words had come true so far.

Gulp.

The fact that Lee Ro-woon was now holding a sword was more terrifying than the fear they felt from that monster.

Also, at the same time, they had no choice but to acknowledge the monster even more.

The opponent that made Lee Ro-woon hold a sword.

“Everyone, listen.”

Lee Ro-woon’s low voice echoed.

“It’s a fleeting moment.”

* * *

“It’s a fleeting moment.”

Lee Ro-woon, gripping the sword, glared at the monster in a messy stance.

The monster also seemed to sense something and dared not move.

“If you endure for a fleeting moment, it will be over.”

Lee Ro-woon said, taking a step back.

“Everyone has released their restraints, right?”

Red eyes.

Heat haze rising behind his back.

It was a phenomenon that occurred when the Blood Demon Art and the Heavenly Demon Art were activated simultaneously.

Whoosh!

As over a thousand Blood Cult members unleashed such power, the flow of air had no choice but to change once more.

“What you have to face is not that.”

Lee Ro-woon’s torso lowered slightly.

The reason why Lee Ro-woon brought the Blood Cult members.

Hwang Geon?

It wasn’t because of those things.

Wudang?

That wasn’t it either.

“What you have to face is….”

Lee Ro-woon said.

“It’s me.”

He had called the people he thought were most suitable to stop him.

He had already given a rough explanation to Kang Han-cheol.

“I will keep that in mind.”

“Don’t think about holding back. It won’t be a situation where you can hold back.”

Before he knew it, Lee Ro-woon was bending his body, extending one foot back, and letting the sword hang down.

That strange stance was a swordsmanship style that had never been seen anywhere.

Gulp.

It was a stance that gave a huge shock to the martial artists who had trained with swords.

‘There’s no opening….’

There was no opening at all.

Sword and Self as One.

That was the level that Cheon Jong had reached, the level of becoming one with the sword.

But what Lee Ro-woon was showing now was a different level.

Crack! Crack!

Just by holding the sword and taking a stance, Lee Ro-woon’s muscles burst and blood spurted out.

-Kuh….

Did it sense something strange?

Crack!

The black Heavenly Demon covered in chaos extended six arms from its back.

The long nails that grew on them emitted a colder light than any famous sword.

“It’s a fleeting moment. Endure.”

The moment Lee Ro-woon finished speaking.

Whoosh!

As if time in the world had stopped, it began to flow slowly.

What existed in this time was.

-Kuaaaaaaaah!

The black Heavenly Demon covered in chaos, sensing that something was wrong, ignored its unease and rushed forward.

“Hoo.”

And Lee Ro-woon, looking at it approaching.

“……!”

Only Cheon Jong, who could barely get a foothold and see something, could see.

The chaotic Heavenly Demon moved its arms and unleashed numerous fist techniques and palm techniques of the Heavenly Demon Cult at the same time.

Along with that, it swelled its body and spewed flames.

Whoosh!

Blue flames.

The blue flames shone and amplified its power.

The Heavenly Demon, whose size had doubled, stood in front of Lee Ro-woon, aiming for Lee Ro-woon’s vital points with all its arms.

-Kueaaaaaah!

The monster’s face was distorted as it wailed.

But at the same time, it felt as if it was terrified for some reason.

Swoosh.

In that fleeting moment, the arm that had not moved moved.

And the next fleeting moment.

Whoosh!

With a refreshing breeze, Lee Ro-woon’s arm, which had been hanging down, shot upwards.

The time that had stopped, it flowed again.

Crack!

The sword, which had been broken and ruined, eventually failed to endure and shattered.

Crack!

Lee Ro-woon’s arms exploded as if they were bursting.

Not only that, but Lee Ro-woon’s upper body was torn apart as if it was swirling.

“Keuk!”

Lee Ro-woon said, letting out a painful breath.

“One… slash.”

A single swing.

The result of that was.

“………!”

It was something that was beyond imagination.

The Heavenly Demon that was approaching Lee Ro-woon.

The center of its torso was cut cleanly and neatly, as if two pieces of A4 paper had been separated.

Behind that, everything was cut.

The ground, the buildings.

“The sky….”

Even the clouds in the sky above.

It was a slash that was hard to explain.

In the ears of those who were shocked and bewildered.

Kwaaaang!

A huge shockwave began to occur.

It was also because the aftermath of Lee Ro-woon’s slash had started late.

Crack-!

It was also what happened when Lee Ro-woon’s slash hit the temporary Tai Chi Seven Star Formation [a defensive formation] that Bonde No had activated again.

A large crack appeared in the Tai Chi Seven Star Formation, which was activated again by connecting the power of Wudang and the Blood King Star.

But in the end, the Tai Chi Seven Star Formation succeeded in withstanding Lee Ro-woon’s slash.

Swoosh.

Something black and dark turned into smoke and swept towards Lee Ro-woon.

“It starts now.”

Lee Ro-woon, who had accepted it, closed his eyes properly for the first time.

From now on, a fleeting moment.

“Endure.”

He fell asleep.