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Chapter 174
Chapter 174. The Black Flame Dragon Who Devours a Sea of Blood (4)
The darkness cleared, and as dawn drew near, light began to shine, but the space throughout the area was filled with an ominous red energy.
“……Amitabha.”
Unlike the benevolent voice reciting the Buddhist invocation, Il-gak looked at the red energy with sharp eyes.
Powerful qi energy condensed in his joined hands.
Еn ùm̆ а̀
When he extended one hand and slowly moved it as if pushing space away, the enormous Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm unfolded in the shape of his hand and began pushing back the witchcraft.
It was clearly a collision between things without substance, yet a gigantic golden hand and the red space competed in midair, producing bizarre sounds of flesh tearing.
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RIIIIIP──
KYAAAAAAA───
As the unidentified red space tore away, the screams that leaked out shook his centered mind excessively.
He had thought he had tasted a degree of transcendence through the deep cultivation of facing-the-wall meditation and silence, yet Il-gak was deeply disappointed in himself for being so violently shaken by such minor wickedness.
Ė n_ŭmа̇ . іd̊
‘How did it come to this…….’
Afflictions that he did not usually entertain filled his head.
However, that wicked sound was likely not the cause.
It was solely his deep regret over the past he had overlooked.
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No, it was contempt for himself, who had reassured himself that everything would be fine and had not looked upon the truth.
‘They say regret is late no matter how early it comes…….’
Ěn̈ů m.а̊
When he glanced around, many Shaolin disciples and disciples of lay-affiliated sects were holding their heads while reciting Buddhist scriptures.
They were desperately resisting to drive away that bizarre sound and the illusions invading their minds.
At least they were in decent condition.
The Diancang Sect disciples and disciples of its lay-affiliated sects who had accompanied them were convulsing with their eyes rolled back and foam at their mouths.
When he saw even Hye-seong, his only hope, clutching his head together with Myeonghyeon, a sense of helplessness washed over him, as if there was nothing more he could do.
‘Could there be a greater fool than this?’
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There had been an opportunity.
When Jin So-un’s carrier pigeon letter was delivered.
At the very least, he should have seriously considered the “dangerous being” Jin So-un had spoken of.
Even if Myeonghyeon and Hye-seong had shown contempt and anger, he should have considered it.
If he could not go against that, then at the very least, he should have kept strict vigilance.
And the price for brushing all of those anxieties aside as afflictions was the present moment.
Е̃ n̊u m а̀. і d̂
“Amitabha…….”
Repeating the Buddhist invocation was no solution at all.
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Even so, all Il-gak could do now was cast aside all distracting thoughts and recite the invocation.
“Amitabha.”
He drew up the power of the Dharma Tendon-Changing Classic and amplified the energy of the Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm even further.
A golden light like radiance spread in every direction, but the wicked things showed no intention of being pushed back.
Е n̄ ŭ m̈ а.і d̈
His qi energy had already begun scraping the bottom, so he could not unfold the Thousand-Hand Tathagata Palm more strongly, and if he withdrew it, he could not guarantee the safety of those behind him.
Step, step, step, step.
A sudden sound of footsteps filled with military discipline rang out.
Il-gak’s anxiety intensified.
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‘Do not tell me…….’
Through the red spaces, people dressed in blood-red robes from head to toe began emerging in a line.
Е̊ n u ma
The red space covered them like a curtain, so he could not even tell how many there were.
‘Is this as far as I go…….’
Il-gak had lived as a disciple of Shaolin Temple, and not once had he ever expected such a natural lifespan to await him.
His heart was filled less with desperation to survive than regret over a life in which he had failed to properly practice what he had realized.
CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG.
The blood-robed men all drew their heavy swords at once.
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Between the weighing of his own death and the deaths of others, it was only natural that Il-gak chose the former.
“Amitabha…….”
The blood-robed men slowly approached, as if they intended to slit the throat of prey struggling in a trap.
As death approached at a leisurely pace, Il-gak had achieved an Immovable Mind, yet he could not help closing his eyes.
Soon, he would feel the sensation of a cold blade piercing the nape of his neck…….
The moment he thought that.
Ŵ е̌ b̊ n̊ о̌v̇е l̂ Ënum а̃
BOOM! THUNK!
With the sound of a drum tearing, an impact rang out.
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When Il-gak opened his eyes, he saw that the formation of the blood-robed men approaching in a line had been completely shattered.
‘What on earth…….’
WHIZZ──
The sound of tearing wind rang beside Il-gak’s ear.
Èn̆ûm.â . і̇.d
His large earlobe burned hotly, and something flew past his line of sight.
‘An arrow?’
The blood-robed men seemed to have seen it as well, for they lifted their heavy swords, drew up internal qi, and tried to strike the arrow away.
BOOM! THUNK!
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The arrow, which should naturally have been cut apart by a sword infused with internal qi, pierced through the body of the blood-robed man who swung the sword and continued flying straight through.
It was the penetration power so great that he could not believe it even after seeing it with his own eyes.
E n̄ū m а
“Venerable Master, are you all right?”
“…….”
When he turned his head, Murong Jae-hwa, whose eyes were bloodshot, was looking at him with concern.
He seemed to be the one who had fired the arrow, for he held a bow in his hand.
How had he not been caught in the Illusion Formation?
While Il-gak was thinking that blankly.
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“Benefactor Jae-hwa…….”
“Ah! Venerable Master, your ear…….”
When Il-gak felt it with his hand, there was a small wound on his earlobe, and blood was flowing from it.
“I apologize. The situation was too urgent, so I could not aim properly.”
“I-It is all right.”
Jae-hwa looked at the blood-robed men and said, “I will drive them back for now. Please wake the others, Venerable Master.”
Ӗ ň ůṁá
“Wake them? What do you intend to do after waking them?”
The enemy used wicked witchcraft, and they did not even know how many of them there were.
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Those whose centered minds had been shaken while intoxicated by witchcraft were not opponents they could rise and fight again.
“We have to avoid them and endure.”
“Endure, you say……”
Looking at Murong Jae-hwa’s face, with the capillaries in both eyes burst from fatigue and even his lips cracked and bleeding, Il-gak felt his own foolishness anew.
W̌ eb̆n ov́ е l̆ Е̃ n̄ǔm̃ а̃
Even if they gathered the people here, there was no way they could escape.
Just looking at their numbers already made that impossible.
“……I am sorry, Benefactor Jae-hwa. This is all my fault.”
At Il-gak’s guilty words, Murong Jae-hwa shouted angrily.
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“Venerable Master! Get a hold of yourself. What will we do if you collapse like this now?”
Seeing Murong Jae-hwa speak even of vain hope made Il-gak feel even more ashamed.
Ёn ūm̄ ӓ.і̌d̃
“We only have to hold out a little longer. If we hold out just a little longer, everything will be resolved.”
“What do you mean……”
Murong Jae-hwa spoke with a face full of conviction.
“Brother So-un will come.”
“So-un? Do you mean Representative Jin So-un?”
They were already surrounded by unidentified blood-robed men.
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The Second Line and Third Line were likely the same.
There was no one who could break through this hellscape and come here.
And yet Murong Jae-hwa’s gaze was firm.
“Did he not clearly say in the carrier pigeon letter that he would come?”
“Well…… yes, but…. This place is already…….”
Il-gak spoke with an expression full of doubt, but Jae-hwa firmly shook his head.
Ẇ ē bñ о̄ v̀е̄l Еn um̌ a
“Brother said he would come! Then he will certainly come.”
Murong Jae-hwa repeated the words as if Il-gak himself were reciting the Buddhist invocation.
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The difference between them was that Murong Jae-hwa clearly believed what he had said, as if it were the truth.
“…….”
Seeing Murong Jae-hwa draw his bowstring while staring at the blood-robed men with unwavering eyes, Il-gak could no longer recite the Buddhist invocation.
I recalled in my head the routes the Corpse Mountain Blood Cult had taken in my previous life.
W̆е̄ b̀nо̇ v̀ е́_l̈ Е̄ ǹ ùmа́
At the same time, I overlaid the routes the Murim Academy students had taken in this life.
When the two maps drawn in different timelines overlapped, the result was pessimistic.
‘Damn it…….’
The First Line was facing the main force of the Corpse Mountain Blood Cult.
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A moving Blood Cult unit would also be blocking the road ahead of the path I was running along now.
Jumping into that would be no different from rubbing oil all over my body and leaping into a fire pit.
W̊ еb̈ňov̊ él Е n ů ḿa
My head grew even more complicated.
‘I cannot ask for the Green Forest’s help(?) anymore either.’
I had already gotten through one crisis with the Green Forest strongholds’ help(?), so wanting anything more from them would be the mind of a thief.
And I was not a thief like those bastards.
While I was desperately trying to come up with a way to break through the front, Nam Hwa-seong spoke to me.
“There is something I am curious about.”
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Did this bastard leave his sense of timing back at his family estate?
“Now?”
“Yes. Now.”
“Do you really have to ask a question in this urgent moment?”
“I do.”
“You damned bastard…….”
Еnum ӑ .і d̊
He nodded with a stiffer face than ever.
Fine, let us hear it.
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“Speak.”
“Murong Jae-hwa and Eun Seol-ran are not people of your sect. Then why are you going this far?”
“What kind of dogshit are you spouting now?”
“You know it too, don't you not? If the enemy is of this level, then they have already been……”
E.ńum̊ а̇ . і d
“What? You mean they might be dead?”
As if what I had said was correct, Nam Hwa-seong nodded without answering.
Well, for most people, giving up at this point would be natural.
“But I have not confirmed that they are dead yet.”
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“…….”
“Maybe they are desperately resisting right now while waiting for a rescue force.”
W̃е́.ḃ n ov̇ е̂ l Е̄n̆ u̇ ḿ a
“……Is that not an overly optimistic attitude?”
“If I have not seen their corpses, then to me, they are not dead yet.”
I looked at Nam Hwa-seong and said,
“And if they are not dead, then no matter when it is, I will definitely go save them.”
“…….”
Nam Hwa-seong continued speaking.
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“……Is that because they are your people?”
“Are you not tired, you bastard? Should I increase the speed more?”
“Jin So-un!! This is an important question.”
“…….”
Seeing that he still had not come to his senses after I made him suffer that much, it seemed he had at least as much guts as Sojeong Squad’s Go Tae.
In the end, I raised the white flag and answered.
Ёn̊um̄ а̀ ._і̊ d̊
“Yes. Because they are my people.”
“…….”
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Nam Hwa-seong’s face still showed that he did not understand.
Of course he did not understand.
No, perhaps it was impossible for him to understand.
To understand this, one had to have experienced terrible loneliness.
Е̊n û mӓ .і́d̄
In the Great Righteous-Demonic War, Sojeong Squad had no hill to lean on.
I was the same after the Taeul Sect was annihilated.
That was why, even when we were dropped alone in enemy territory, we could not even have hope that someone would come to save us.
Was it only us?
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Murong Jae-hwa had been the same.
Eun Seol-ran had been the same.
É ñũm а̂ . ī d̈
All those who had devoted themselves to the Murim Alliance from behind the Murim Alliance had been alone and lonely.
I had watched them die alone and lonely.
That was why I did not want to repeat those things again.
“Because they are my people.”
So that I would not leave them lonely.
So that I would not be lonely by myself.
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So that even if the murim were destroyed by the Demonic Cult once more, I would not be afraid alone.
“I do not leave my people to die alone.”
A brief silence fell.
Nam Hwa-seong’s mouth opened heavily.
“Then why did you save me?”
This bastard, seriously…….
Е́ n u m а
“Are you only going to be satisfied if I throw you back into the Illusion Formation…….”
Nam Hwa-seong shouted angrily.
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“Answer me! Jin So-un! You could have left me behind. But why did you save me?”
Why was he suddenly getting angry and making things awkward?
I stared at his face.
And seeing the look in his eyes as he gazed at me as if craving something, I had no choice but to tell him the truth.
Web nó v е̂l̃ Е̄ ńům̀а̊
“Following my orders means entrusting your life to me, does it not? Then as long as you follow my orders, you are my person.”
“…….”
Only then did Nam Hwa-seong firmly shut his mouth with a serious expression.
And ahead, the Blood Cult’s units began to appear.
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“They have already come this far?”
Among them, some seemed to have noticed this side, for sounds rang out among the blood-robed men, and some drew their weapons.
Еň ü m̀а. і̆ d̀
No matter how excellent the Unrivaled under Heaven Movement Art was at pulling off impossible tricks, breaking through that encirclement would be no different from saying we wanted to be stabbed full of holes like hedgehogs.
In the end, it meant one person had to throw the unit into chaos, while one person had to cross that deathtrap……
‘Why does the Taeul True Scripture not have something like Clone Arts?’
While I was engaging in such extreme escape from reality.
Nam Hwa-seong opened his mouth again.
“Leave that luggage to me.”
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“……What are you talking about, when you are already drained?”
“I just have to deliver it to Murong Jae-hwa, right?”
Nam Hwa-seong took on the luggage that had been strapped to my back.
“……What are you doing?”
“Does one of us not have to break through that place?”
Nam Hwa-seong pointed at the Blood Cult unit ahead.
Ѐ ǹ umа̊
“It is frustrating, but I do not have the confidence to stay here and fight those damned bastards right now, nor do I have the confidence to avoid being caught in witchcraft. ……Instead, I will run as if my life depends on it and deliver those things to Murong Jae-hwa.”
Did this bastard suddenly take some medicine?
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Why was he acting like this?
“……You may die if you go alone. No, you should assume you are almost certain to die. Are you all right with that?”
Nam Hwa-seong frowned deeply and said,
“I will deliver it even if I become a ghost.”
Ѐnûm̊а́ .і̂ d
Nam Hwa-seong nodded as if making a resolute vow.
I did not know why he had suddenly decided to walk into the jaws of death on his own, but right now, there was no other way.
At times like this, even if he seemed unreliable, I had no choice but to trust him and go.
I even trusted those Sojeong Squad bastards who cheated at gambling, so why would I not trust Nam Hwa-seong?
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“Good. I will draw their attention as loudly as possible.”
“Understood. I will see you up ahead.”
Е̊ ń u m̌ а̄.
Because I was grateful that he had willingly stepped forward, I offered him words of encouragement.
“If you survive this time too, I will give you five talismans.”
Nam Hwa-seong, who was running ahead, glanced at me once, then shouted angrily as he kept running.
“You fucking bastard!”
Nam Hwa-seong spat out curses as if he had been quite motivated.
Did he want the Demon-Subduing Talismans that badly?
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I began running in the opposite direction from Nam Hwa-seong.
“Bastard children of the Blood Demon Sect! Over here! There is a promising chivalrous hero of the Orthodox Path right here!!”
I would make a proper racket.
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