Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 390

Kwaarr! Kwaang!

The bottomless abyss was collapsing.

Even when Yi Rown escaped in the past, the bottomless abyss had never collapsed.

That meant that this bottomless abyss was the reason for the existence of the volcano’s corpse disposal site, and the monster they met there was the secret the volcano was hiding.

Taat!

Yi Rown moved ahead.

The blood orbs that floated around his body shot out with a ‘taang’ sound.

Kwaang!

The blood orbs, colliding with the collapsing debris, lost their power and fell, only to regain their form and circle around again.

Even so, if there was something they couldn’t block, the undead would throw themselves forward to clear the path, and Yi Rown and the others just had to move forward along the opened path.

Kwaaaang!

A huge explosion and a massive flow of energy enveloped them.

“It seems like it has begun!” Yongjin shouted without slowing down.

Before falling into the bottomless abyss, they had prepared things in advance.

Giving the Blood Spirit Pills to the volcano’s prisoners and telling them what they had to do.

Taat!

A small rebellion within the volcano had now begun.

“We must hurry,” Hasemin said calmly, throwing a punch.

The blocked wall shattered with a ‘kwaang’ sound, distorted by the force.

“Even though we gave them the Blood Spirit Pills…”

The Blood Spirit Pill was a miraculous elixir that regenerated the prisoners’ lost dantian [energy center] and cores, allowing them to regain their original power.

“It’s the volcano.”

But their opponents were not easy.

The volcano.

The martial artists at the volcano’s corpse disposal site were not very skilled.

The volcano’s prisoners had all had their dantian destroyed and their cores lost, making them worse than ordinary people.

Controlling them with third-rate skills was not a big problem.

However, there were also some skilled individuals who could not be ignored.

“It will be dangerous if the supervisors start to move.”

The volcano’s supervisors.

They were masters who could not be ignored.

“Moreover, with the bottomless abyss collapsing and a riot breaking out…”

Taat!

Hasemin, stepping on the collapsing floor and debris, jumped up and said,

“Support will come.”

The volcano’s elite.

The Plum Blossom Sword Unit.

The Plum Blossom Sword Unit would move immediately.

“It seems the Black King has indeed taken his hands off the affairs of the Silver Sea,” Yongjin said, passing by him like a shadow.

As he said.

After Lee Sanhu was recruited as a strategist, and the conflict with the volcano and the Assembly became certain, Hasemin had largely withdrawn from the affairs of the Silver Sea.

He had decided to focus on taking care of the Black Lion, overseeing matters in the Philippines, and observing the situation in the mainland.

The reason Hasemin was deployed in this operation was also just before the operation was executed….

-If it’s the volcano’s corpse disposal site, we’ll need someone who can recognize the faces of famous martial artists.

-Moreover, if it’s the volcano’s ghost, a hidden secret, it could be a master from the previous generation or even earlier.

-I will go with you.

Because the information of the Black King, Hao Moonju, was needed, he was urgently deployed.

Therefore, he did not know.

“Do you know all the people who are prisoners in the volcano’s corpse disposal site?” Yongjin asked.

Hasemin nodded.

“But you don’t know all the people we gave the Blood Spirit Pills to, right?”

Sseuk.

Yongjin took charge of that task.

Because he could move more secretly than Hasemin with the Ghost Valley Lord’s ability, he was the right person for the job.

“Among those we gave the Blood Spirit Pills to and recruited…”

Yongjin and Hasemin stood together.

Yi Rown, quickly moving between them, drew his anger and swung it diagonally.

A large crack appeared in the millennium iron that was blocking them, and Hasemin and Yongjin simultaneously threw punches and daggers.

Kwaaang!

The millennium iron crumbled and scattered.

“‘He’ is also there,” Yongjin said.

“No way…!” Something flashed through Hasemin’s mind.

The volcano’s corpse disposal site.

This place, where heinous criminals or the volcano’s enemies were imprisoned, also held great masters.

“Our lord found him,” Yongjin smiled, satisfied.

* * *

“Haa… haa.”

Tired breaths echoed from all around.

Even though armor was not that important for martial artists, their appearance, wearing clothes that were barely even clothes, was pathetic.

Even more pathetic were the weapons they held.

Pickaxes or dull daggers.

They were more like tools for labor than weapons.

Jjeoong!

They couldn’t even withstand sword energy or sword aura properly.

It was only natural.

It was difficult for them, who had lived as prisoners for years and been managed, to be given anything that could be called a weapon.

Moreover, they couldn’t defeat the volcano’s martial artists and take their weapons.

-Divine Weapon.

The volcano lived up to its name, with all its martial artists using Divine Weapons [powerful, spiritually imbued weapons].

And such Divine Weapons chose their masters.

Specifically, the martial arts they used.

In other words, only those from the volcano could use the volcano’s Divine Weapons.

“Damn it.”

The managers could be dealt with somehow, but.

“I don’t know how they restored their dantian, but…”

Those wearing neat martial uniforms.

The two plum blossoms drawn on their chests told who they were.

“This is not fun for a bunch of bugs to play around.”

The volcano’s supervisors.

The real deal had appeared.

The number of supervisors was only ten.

However, all of them were masters who had reached the middle to extreme stages of the Hwagyung realm [a high level of martial arts mastery].

“Well, I guess we can hear the story later.”

Kurururu!

“How about you all kneel first?”

The volcano’s supervisors, who had surrounded the prisoners, said with a sinister smile.

“Or should we cut off your knees and make you kneel? No, that won’t do.”

Behind the volcano’s supervisors, numerous corpses were lined up.

The prisoners who had rushed at the supervisors and died.

“Kkeueuk!”

The prisoners’ faces contorted at the sight of those who were still alive and groaning in pain.

“Too many have died, so we need some guys to work for a while. So, just kneel quietly. Then at least…”

Sseuk.

“We’ll punish you moderately.”

The supervisors’ aura was ominous.

They were fully armed, wearing Divine Weapons, and this was the volcano’s corpse disposal site.

Goooh!

Due to the volcano’s formation, the volcano’s martial arts were amplified, and other martial arts were weakened.

Although the prisoners had a numerical advantage, the situation was close to hopeless.

‘Not yet.’

Even though the riot had started and quite some time had passed, what they had promised had not arrived.

It was then.

Tatatat!

Behind the supervisors, prisoners were seen running away in the distance.

Those who had not received the Blood Spirit Pills, those who had just been hiding and were lucky enough to find an opening to run.

‘If the supervisors chase after them, there will be an opening.’

They had to not miss that opening, but.

“…….”

The supervisors did not move.

“Ah, are you curious why we’re not following them?” One of the supervisors said playfully, twirling his plum blossom sword.

“The volcano’s disgrace…”

A murderous intent flickered in his eyes, which had suddenly become cold.

“Is enough with just once.”

The volcano’s disgrace.

“If even a small incident occurs at the volcano’s corpse disposal site, the main sect is immediately contacted.”

It was a system that had been useless before because no one dared to target the volcano’s corpse disposal site.

However, the situation was different after the great escape caused by Yi Rown last time.

“The Plum Blossom Sword Unit, which is always on standby, will come here immediately.”

Those who were left to escape outside.

Sseuk.

They would become playthings for the Plum Blossom Sword Unit, who had been dispatched without even seeing the sunlight properly.

“…….”

The prisoners’ eyes sank.

They realized that there was nowhere to retreat and nowhere to escape.

Kkwaak.

They clenched their fists and the things that were insufficient to be called weapons even tighter.

“So, you’re not going to kneel, huh? Let’s play then.”

The volcano’s supervisors moved towards them.

Their figures blurred.

And when they reappeared.

Seogeok!

Red eyes flickered as they began to cut down the prisoners.

* * *

“Keok!”

Indeed, it was the volcano.

Most of those imprisoned in the corpse disposal site were masters who had been famous before becoming prisoners, but they were no match.

The problem was also time and their physical condition.

They had regained their strength a few days ago after receiving the Blood Spirit Pills, but they absolutely lacked time.

It meant that they lacked the time to recover their damaged bodies and adapt to their regained power.

Moreover, they had mismatched weapons and the volcano’s formation.

“Keoeok!”

The volcano’s supervisors, who had developed even further, were cutting down the prisoners without hesitation.

“Don’t kill them,” Supervisor Jang, Sa Mooyoung, said.

“We need to know how these bastards regained their dantian and who the mastermind behind this is.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Well, I have a guess, though.”

Sa Mooyoung was a special individual among the supervisors.

He was a martial artist who had been newly appointed due to the previous incident.

Normally, a high-level master was not needed, but he was a strong person who could buy time in case something special happened and suppress a riot alone.

Unlike the useless commanders who were just placed for show in the volcano.

“Tsk.”

Sa Mooyoung was a master recognized by the volcano.

Hwaaaak!

He was from the Plum Blossom Sword School.

The blooming branches stretched out and wrapped around the prisoners.

The moment the blooming plum blossoms fell.

“Keoeoeok!”

The prisoners collapsed, their bodies riddled with cuts.

“Is this all you’ve got?” Sa Mooyoung clicked his tongue as if disappointed.

It had been quite some time since he had been demoted to manage the volcano’s corpse disposal site.

Torturing or tormenting the prisoners was only fun for a while, and Sa Mooyoung was thirsty for blood.

As a swordsman who wielded a sword, it was natural to use a sword, but he had not been able to properly wield his sword since he had stepped down from the front lines.

When the incident finally broke out, he was even happy.

“Do, do more.”

This was not enough for him to experience the fight he wanted.

“Retreat! We must hold on!” The prisoners shouted as they retreated.

Sa Mooyoung sighed again.

“A battle of endurance, huh?”

However, a smile slowly formed on his lips.

“Well, that’s not bad either.”

Sa Mooyoung, walking forward, raised his hand.

Then, the supervisors stopped the massacre and retreated.

From now on.

“I’ll do it alone.”

He intended to enjoy this feast alone.

Sseuk.

Sa Mooyoung’s figure blurred.

The moment it reappeared.

Pusyuuuuk!

Blood spurted everywhere, creating blood flowers.

“Keuk!”

“Kkuaaak!”

Sa Mooyoung never finished off his opponents with a single blow.

He cut through tendons and crushed muscles.

Puuk!

He pierced eyes and sliced off the tips of noses.

Slowly, he savored it.

Sseuk.

As if enjoying the long-awaited feast, enjoying this moment that might not come again.

Seogeok!

Sa Mooyoung was moving artistically as he faced the prisoners.

“Mo, monster….”

Even those who had once been famous martial artists were useless.

Before the name of the volcano and the Plum Blossom Sword School, any fame was nothing but pathetic.

Sa Mooyoung’s sword moved again.

Kaang!

Sa Mooyoung’s eyes twitched at the unbelievable sound.

“Was there anyone who could block my sword?”

A person covered in trashy leather blocked Sa Mooyoung’s sword.

And when he slowly raised his head.

“……!”

Sa Mooyoung’s pupils shook.

Taat!

Sa Mooyoung retreated hastily.

But.

Kwaak!

His face was already caught in the hands of a stranger.

“It’s been a while, Mooyoung.”

The Three Kings’ Disciple