Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 468

“Aaaaargh!”

Lee Rowoon’s scream contorted his form, transforming him into a demon.

The raw magic and chaotic power resonated with his emotions.

Kieeeeeeek!

He solidified his existence, taking on the shape of a grotesque beast.

“Keheoeok!”

Beopcheon, facing that power, swallowed a groan as he half-knelt.

Saaaah!

The lotus bloomed.

At this moment, Beopcheon had to unleash all the power he possessed.

“Not… yet.”

Beopcheon said, his voice like a wail.

“Not yet…! It’s not over!”

Preparing for this moment, he used the Great Hwan, a treasure of Shaolin’s history, and the Buddha’s Relic, an even more extraordinary artifact, of which only three existed in Shaolin.

A mystical elixir that, even given to a newborn, would instantly make them a master of the Mystic Realm [a high level of martial arts mastery].

He consumed all of it.

“Keheup!”

Beopcheon absorbed it into his body.

Even so.

‘Just….’

Beopcheon despaired.

‘Is it not even possible to just… block it?’

Facing Lee Rowoon’s scream and the approaching demon, Beopcheon could only be pushed back.

Even with such immense power, all he could do was postpone death by a few seconds.

He recalled his conversation with the Demonic God.

-Are you saying that the Demonic God of this era is the main culprit in destroying the world?

Beopcheon had already told the Supreme Martial King about his plan.

It was pointless to try and deceive him.

-I need the Martial King’s help.

His help was absolutely necessary.

-Help, you say.

The Martial King said.

-If I can give it, I will give it as much as you need.

A promise to cooperate with Beopcheon’s plan, whatever it may be.

He could trust him, as someone like the Martial King would never go back on his word.

-But I cannot be sure if it will succeed.

He couldn’t understand.

The Martial King that Beopcheon had seen was indeed the legend passed down in Shaolin’s history.

An absolute being who split mountains with his fists, stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, and looked down upon all.

A being who reached the realm of Buddha, a description that perfectly fit the one who had even struck down Buddha himself.

But now, the words of the Martial King were absolutely understandable.

-That guy….

Words that were like a warning from the Martial King.

“Indeed, it is the truth.”

-Is like the truth.

The truth in Buddhism.

‘Flowers wither, people age, and die.’

Like the most impartial, unchanging truth.

“Something that cannot be stopped, cannot be changed, and must simply be accepted….”

Yes.

“It is fate.”

Beopcheon’s eyes widened.

“I am truly a flawed monk.”

In Buddhist teachings, such fate and truth must be accepted.

“Since I cannot destroy the world.”

He could never stand by and watch countless lives perish.

“I will fight.”

He would become a heretical monk who even defied the teachings of Buddhism.

“You’re spouting nonsense.”

Lee Rowoon’s voice.

Beopcheon spoke, opposing Lee Rowoon’s energy.

“Do not say that the justice you have established is right. Look at what you have done to this Earth and say those words.”

The demon’s form distorted even more, approaching Beopcheon.

“What you say is correct, but. Remember this.”

Beopcheon’s eyes widened.

Hwaaaak-!

A pink lotus bloomed even more grandly behind him.

“Your justice cannot be said to be right either.”

“…….”

“Your path is stained with blood. Countless lives are being extinguished. If your justice is blood for blood, life for life, then your justice is also wrong.”

“Yes.”

Lee Rowoon had already stepped right in front of Beopcheon.

“But that is my justice.”

“Then that is enough.”

Beopcheon smiled.

There was nowhere left to retreat or hold on to.

However.

“From the beginning, I did not think I could stop you.”

Beopcheon did not take the Martial King’s words lightly.

He abandoned the plan to eliminate the exhausted one in mutual destruction.

The plan Beopcheon made after that was.

Hwaaaak!

The lotus blooms.

“From the beginning.”

Beopcheon said.

“It was to isolate you from this world.”

Jjeoeok-!

The lotus opened its maw, and a bright light began to spread from within.

The shattered and torn Soul Demon Formation [a magical formation that manipulates souls] and the vanishing souls.

Kkieeeeeee!

All of it began to wail.

“Do you know where this is, sir?”

Beopcheon said, smiling.

“This place is….”

Jjeoeoeoeok!

The space that had been erased and left empty split open, revealing its maw.

What was reflected there was a giant stake.

Golden palms appeared around Beopcheon, reaching towards the split gap.

And.

Kkwadeudeudeuk!

They began to tear the gap open even wider.

Hwaaaak-!

The wind pressure pouring out from the split gap pushed Lee Rowoon away.

Lee Rowoon now possessed the power to crush the Soul Demon Formation or Beopcheon with a finger, but in this immense wind pressure, he felt like his breath was being taken away.

This was.

‘A dimension.’

The power of a dimension.

The gap between dimensions, an immense power that could not be resisted or defied, was pouring out.

Through that gap.

“……!”

Finally, Lee Rowoon saw the other thing he had been searching for.

A giant spear.

A giant spear piercing through several layers of worlds.

That was it.

Lee Rowoon’s goal.

Seeing it, Lee Rowoon’s reason, which had been filled with excitement, was slowly returning.

“This place is….”

Beopcheon’s voice was heard again.

“The Gate of Hell.”

At that moment.

Jjeok!

A small crack appeared behind Lee Rowoon as well.

The moment he had been waiting for.

“Keuek!”

A voice burst out from the crack.

“What the…!”

A scream suppressed by pain, the world revealed in the crack was Yggdrasil [a mythical tree], full of lush vegetation.

And what appeared there was.

“Chung Inwoo, it’s your turn.”

It was Chung Inwoo.

A clash of power against power.

Lee Rowoon, enduring the immense power that the dimension was emitting, spoke.

“…….”

Chung Inwoo, barely standing beside Lee Rowoon, looked at Beopcheon and Lee Rowoon.

At this moment, if Chung Inwoo willed it, he could achieve what he desired.

However.

“Thank you. For giving me a chance to atone.”

Chung Inwoo said quietly to Lee Rowoon and began to walk forward.

“……!”

Beopcheon’s eyes widened.

He could not hide his wavering heart, as the current situation was unexpected.

Was he pouring all his power into opening the Gate of Hell?

Beopcheon, who couldn’t even open his mouth.

Paat!

He moved his arms, pouring out all the energy he had.

Innate Qi [life force energy].

Beopcheon was pulling out even the energy that could be called the source of life, pouring everything out.

His skin lost its vitality and became parched.

Pasuseuseut.

His body began to turn to dust and scatter.

“Keueueuek!”

Chung Inwoo continued to move forward, shedding tears of blood from the increasingly intense power.

Atonement.

That was the purpose of his steps.

And when he finally reached the gap.

Seueuk.

Chung Inwoo briefly turned back to look at Lee Rowoon.

Even if he wanted to say something, there was no time.

“Thank….”

With a faint voice, Chung Inwoo threw himself into the gap.

“No….”

Beopcheon’s voice.

“No way!”

And.

Jjeoeoeoeong-!

The world began to collapse.

* * *

He could guess what Beopcheon was aiming for.

-The Gate of Hell.

As Beopcheon had said, it was the gate to hell.

And that place was also.

-The stake.

The place where the stake was driven into the world.

The giant stake that pierced through the dimension of Earth had distorted the order and concept of Earth.

And that was.

‘It suppressed the power of the players and stole their potential.’

The players could have become even stronger.

But the stake that existed there defined the limits of the players and transferred their infinite potential to other worlds.

To Eun and Einheart.

A world where the Hwagyung Realm [a high level of martial arts mastery] was rampant and the Hyungyeong Realm [another high level of martial arts mastery] was abundant.

In the past, even reaching the Hwagyung Realm was praised in Eun, but the reason why there were so many masters of the Hwagyung Realm was because of that.

Whether it was the Soul Demon Pill or anything else, it could be created because of that stake.

‘…….’

Lee Rowoon could realize it as soon as he saw it.

Beopcheon was planning to make him a part of that world’s order.

To insert him into the stake so that even he could be sealed.

If that had succeeded.

‘What would have happened?’

Lee Rowoon imagined it.

And he derived the result.

‘The worst.’

It would have been the worst ending.

Beopcheon thought he could seal himself with the stake that had even sealed the world, but he was wrong.

He, or rather, Chaos, could never be sealed by such a thing.

Rather, the moment he was embedded in the stake that was piercing through the world.

‘Chaos.’

Chaos would be released and become one with the stake.

And it would have spread chaos to the world through the stake.

The result would be.

‘Destruction?’

The destruction of everything.

The scene of Chaos descending and destroying the pierced world in one blow.

The worst ending where everything would collapse and scatter.

But Lee Rowoon saw it.

When the world was flickering in the bright light emanating from the Gate of Hell.

He saw Chung Inwoo smiling and throwing himself into the stake.

And Chung Inwoo, who held all the keys to that seal, collided with the stake.

Kwang-!

Creating a massive explosion and pushing away one world.

‘He succeeded.’

What Lee Rowoon had hoped for.

‘Earth has been released from the stake.’

Lee Rowoon could tell that Earth had been pushed away from that giant stake and its order had been re-established.

However, at that time, the Gate of Hell and the world where Lee Rowoon was were partially mixed.

‘I am….’

He couldn’t figure out where he was now.

Or what was happening.

He didn’t think it was bad.

If it ended like this.

‘Would I no longer have to see my teachers die?’

Could he defy the predetermined fate?

Agony.

That feeling from before he met his teachers was resurfacing.

A stabbing heart, a feeling of wanting to tear apart and burst his heart as if it were pierced by thorns.

It was then.

Seuseuk.

A small noise was heard in his ear.

Only then did the senses of his whole body awaken, and his dazed mind began to return.

Seueuk.

Feeling something touching him.

Paat.

Lee Rowoon opened his eyes and grabbed it.

“A-are you awake?”