Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 336

Tatatat!

The sound of footsteps filled with internal energy echoed.

Pushing off the ground, he moved forward.

Thwack!

The speed of his footsteps gradually slowed.

With each step, Lee Tae-gyeom’s figure seemed to disappear, his feet, infused with internal energy, propelling him further from the ground.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of weapons clashing reverberated from all directions.

The distance between Lee Tae-gyeom and the Blood Demon was rapidly closing.

Clang!

The metallic sounds that had been coming from the surroundings were now right in front of him.

It was the sound of Lee Tae-gyeom’s sword.

Clack, clack!

The swords collided.

A warrior guarding the Blood Demon had blocked Lee Tae-gyeom’s path.

However.

“You’re not getting past me!”

The intense sword energy emanating from Lee Tae-gyeom’s blade deflected the warrior’s weapon.

Swish-!

And then, he sliced through the warrior’s front, cutting him down.

The Blood Cult warrior, who had charged in so boldly, fell like a leaf in the wind, writhing on the ground.

“We will protect you!”

Hainan’s warriors appeared around Lee Tae-gyeom, standing guard.

The Saha Sword Corps, Hainan’s elite, were there to ensure Lee Tae-gyeom could face the Blood Demon.

Nod.

Lee Tae-gyeom nodded and began to move forward again.

Even in that moment.

‘Blood Demon.’

Lee Tae-gyeom’s mind was working rapidly.

Thinking about the Blood Demon, he was assessing the opponent’s numbers and movements, and devising his own strategy.

Lee Tae-gyeom was not underestimating the Blood Demon.

-Eunha, Blood Cult.

The names that were familiar to his ears.

-Philippines.

He had heard the story of how Jeomchang [a martial arts sect] was crushed in the Philippines and bowed its head before the Blood Cult.

Although Hainan was clearly different from them, he did not ignore what had been done under the name of the Blood Cult and the Blood Demon.

“One move.”

Lee Tae-gyeom’s voice flowed out as he walked.

“I’ll put everything into one move.”

That one move would be the decisive move that would determine victory or defeat.

Saaaah.

The noise that had been surrounding him faded from Lee Tae-gyeom’s ears as he focused.

Lee Tae-gyeom, who was being confirmed as the next leader of Hainan.

That he was the grandson of the current leader was also a reason, but.

-You have talent.

If that was all, Lee Tae-gyeom would never have been promoted to the next leader of Hainan.

A talent that transcended bloodlines.

It was his concentration, his outstanding perception, and his ability to improvise in extreme situations.

-You.

The leader, Tae-gyeom’s grandfather, had said.

-You have the talent to face even those who are two levels stronger than you.

In the world of martial arts, that was more important than anything else.

‘The Blood Demon’s level is…’

Lee Tae-gyeom thought.

‘At least the Transcendental Realm.’

Considering the Blood Demon’s move from earlier, the rumors, and his imposing presence, he must have already reached the Transcendental Realm, the gateway to transcendence.

In contrast, his known strength was at the peak of the Profound Realm.

The problem was.

-The gap between the peak of the Profound Realm and the Transcendental Realm is so vast that it cannot be described as just two levels.

From the moment one surpasses the Hwa Realm [a martial arts realm], each realm demonstrates a power as if the world has been turned upside down.

No matter how capable Lee Tae-gyeom was of facing opponents two levels stronger, he could not face a warrior of the Transcendental Realm while still in the Profound Realm.

Wooong.

However, that was only Lee Tae-gyeom’s known strength.

-When you return.

The leader had said.

-You will be the leader of Hainan.

Lee Tae-gyeom already had the qualifications and skills to become the leader of Hainan.

The past days, and the recent seclusion.

At that time.

Woo-woo-woong-!

Lee Tae-gyeom had finally broken through the long-standing wall of the Profound Realm and stepped into the Transcendental Realm, the gateway to transcendence.

Lee Tae-gyeom, who had entered the Transcendental Realm.

“You are definitely stronger than me.”

Two levels above.

“But I will be the one who wins.”

He had the confidence and conviction to face the Blood Demon.

The surging, wave-like sword energy.

Increasing its solidity and size, Lee Tae-gyeom was now standing in the air.

Looking down at the things that had become so small below.

Paang-!

Lee Tae-gyeom pushed off the empty air and fell.

He was like a cloud.

And like a bird hunting its prey.

Swee-e-e-ek!

He was falling towards the Blood Demon.

This was his trump card.

-Great Cloud Sword.

The ultimate technique he had created.

This sword technique, which would cover and tear apart the great sea, was.

“My victory. Blood Demon.”

It would be the decisive move that would determine the outcome of this war.

Finally, Lee Tae-gyeom arrived, tearing through the air.

His sword fell towards the Blood Demon’s neck.

Koo-oong.

A heavy shockwave flowed out.

Kuwah-ah-ah-ah-!

It spread out like a tidal wave.

Lee Tae-gyeom’s sword was.

“……!”

Blocked by the Blood Demon’s large greatsword.

The trump card he had prepared.

It had been blocked.

Smirk.

Lee Tae-gyeom smiled.

“Did you think I wouldn’t expect this much?”

He had considered that his move might be blocked.

But this was just the beginning.

Kwa-ah-ah-ah-!

The shockwave that had spread out began to return.

The tidal wave that swept through the city and led to its destruction was an attack made of a surface, not a single point.

And if it were to come from all directions.

Paang!

The opponent would be crushed and torn to pieces like a destroyed city.

Lee Tae-gyeom retreated.

The shockwave that had spread out returned, becoming thousands and tens of thousands of sword energies and sword auras, instantly engulfing the Blood Demon, Lee Ro-woon.

Kwa-aang!

With a loud explosion, a hazy dust was scattered.

Lee Tae-gyeom gripped his sword tightly, preparing for the next attack.

Saaaah.

The dust settled.

And.

Crack!

A part of the demon mask that covered the Blood Demon’s face was broken.

‘Now.’

Now was the perfect moment to determine victory or defeat.

Paang!

Still riding the wave that was rushing towards the Blood Demon, he focused his power on one point and moved forward.

“This…”

Lee Tae-gyeom’s voice was faint.

“You won’t be able to stop it.”

End.

He would finally subdue the Blood Demon, the minion of the Blood Cult, and become a hero.

With that, he would be recognized and become the leader of Hainan.

-Senior Brother.

Surpassing Oh Jin-kyung, he would become the swordsman representing Hainan….

Thud.

A sound rang in Lee Tae-gyeom’s ears.

And.

Grab.

Lee Tae-gyeom’s face slowly contorted.

The scene before his eyes was different from what he had imagined.

The Blood Demon, who should have been pierced by his sword strike, was.

Smirk.

Holding a large greatsword in one hand, he was blocking the sword and smiling.

At that.

Shivers.

Shivers began to run down his spine.

‘Something.’

A thought that belatedly came to mind.

‘Something is wrong.’

But by the time he realized it, it was too late.

Hwa-a-a-ck!

Lee Tae-gyeom’s world began to change in an instant.

* * *

A martial artist who crosses swords rarely blinks.

Especially those who have reached a certain level, they know how dangerous and important that moment is, so they even use their internal energy to hold their eyelids, that was what martial artists were.

Lee Tae-gyeom was a person who was at the pinnacle of such martial artists.

“Where is…”

He would not have done such a foolish thing as blinking.

But in an instant, the world had changed.

Squirm.

Disgustingly flowing, blood-red stone walls.

Swoosh.

A dark world.

‘My internal energy…’

Even his internal energy was not flowing freely.

“……!”

He had clearly only clashed swords with the Blood Demon for a moment, but somehow he had opened his eyes in this place.

Clench.

It was when Lee Tae-gyeom, who had quickly regained his senses, grabbed his sword and took a stance.

Splish.

The sound of footsteps treading on the blood-soaked floor was heard.

Gulp.

Lee Tae-gyeom, who was unconsciously tensing up and swallowing, could see.

“What kind of sorcery is this!”

Lee Tae-gyeom shouted, asking why he, who was clearly in the middle of the battlefield, was in this place.

He.

Thud.

As he watched the Blood Demon, Lee Ro-woon, approach, he unconsciously flinched.

‘I…’

Lee Tae-gyeom also realized.

‘I’m scared?’

The fact that he was scared as he looked at the Blood Demon approaching him.

“No…”

Lee Tae-gyeom gripped his sword tightly.

“No!”

Lee Tae-gyeom shouted, but Lee Ro-woon had already appeared right in front of him.

Grab!

A hand shot out and grabbed Lee Tae-gyeom’s throat.

“Cough!”

Lee Tae-gyeom screamed.

Lee Tae-gyeom tried desperately to break free, but.

‘My strength…’

He couldn’t muster any strength in his body.

It felt like he was submerged in the deep sea.

Looking at Lee Ro-woon through his suffocating breath, Lee Tae-gyeom.

“……!”

He had to be surprised once again.

Languid eyes.

Something existed in that deep abyss.

Just by looking at it.

“Cough!”

Something that made him feel even more suffocated and his mind dizzy.

But what Lee Tae-gyeom could not understand even more was Lee Ro-woon’s gaze.

“What…”

Lee Tae-gyeom shouted, gasping for breath.

“What… are you looking at!”

Lee Ro-woon was clearly looking at him.

But he was seeing something else in him.

“Master.”

A voice was heard.

“You know you can’t do anything with this much, right?”

“……!”

* * *

“Master.”

Lee Ro-woon.

“You know you can’t do anything with this much, right?”

He said to someone else while looking at Lee Tae-gyeom.

The power residing within Lee Tae-gyeom’s dantian [energy center in the body].

That too.

‘It has Master’s touch on it.’

Lee Tae-gyeom was also one of the things that had been touched by Master’s hand.

The Blood Demon Divine Art, a different and foreign power.

And.

“What do you want to do?”

Lee Ro-woon asked him.

“I will no longer wait for Master.”

Lee Ro-woon said.

“Soon…”

His eyes were dyed red.

“I will come to see you.”

“Huff!”

Lee Ro-woon released Lee Tae-gyeom’s throat, and Lee Tae-gyeom was able to breathe.

He fell to the ground and was crawling backward.

‘I have to run away.’

This was a result that was completely different from what he had imagined.

Two levels?

He was definitely a martial artist with the unique ability to catch those who were two levels above him.

But that was….

‘A monster!’

It was a monster.

A monster that could not be caught even by two levels in the Transcendental Realm.

Perhaps.

“S, save…”

Beyond that.

What was he fighting for, and what was he dreaming of?

Lee Tae-gyeom, feeling the wall that seemed so high, gave up all his will and desire.

Thud!

As he crawled backward, Lee Tae-gyeom bumped into something.

Lee Tae-gyeom’s eyes slowly turned to look at what he had bumped into.

“S…”

The person standing there was someone he was very happy to see.

“Senior Brother-!”

The Great Sea Sword, Oh Jin-kyung.

He was standing there with a blank face, his sword hanging down.

“Senior Brotheeer!”

Lee Tae-gyeom, in his joy, unconsciously shed tears and grabbed Oh Jin-kyung’s pant leg.

A name he had heard countless times since he was a child.

-Jin-kyung.

Oh Jin-kyung.

He was Hainan’s treasure and the pillar that would lead Hainan until Lee Tae-gyeom appeared.

And Oh Jin-kyung was a person who lived up to those expectations.

His martial arts and level became stronger day by day, and his character was no less impressive.

-Tae-gyeom.

His father and grandfather.

-You must surpass Jin-kyung.

They told him Oh Jin-kyung’s name every day.

At first, he admired and respected him.

But at some point.

-Why can’t you be like Jin-kyung!

The name began to sound tiresome and resentful.

Admiration turned into jealousy, and respect turned into anger.

Lee Tae-gyeom, who was going to win this war, become the leader, and then expel Oh Jin-kyung.

“Please save me! Senior Brother-!”

He cried out in fear, grabbing Oh Jin-kyung’s pant leg.

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