Episode 1436 Yeah, remember that. (1)
Crunch!
Cheongmyeong ground his teeth with all his might.
A terrifying murderousness that took my breath away just by looking at it was shining in my eyes. That life was confined to one person over a long distance.
A man wearing blood-red long clothing.
The moment the blood-red line drawn on her face, which was so white that it looked pale, gently curved, Cheongmyeong’s blood poured out.
It’s him. It was him!
How many people shed blood in that bastard’s scheme and how many died under the toy of that evil spirit?
No matter how hard you try to press it, it’s no use. The emotions that had been building up in my heart refused to be controlled by Cheongmyeong and turned into a ‘scream’ and boiled over all at once.
“Jang Ilsoooooooo!”
A loud howling sound rang out. It was a wrath filled with extreme heat, like lava flowing from an erupted volcano.
Wooooow!
The dark plum sword held in Cheongmyeong’s hand also let out a sword cry as if responding to its owner’s anger. Cheongmyeong was about to hit the ground with a firm grip on the handle of the sword.
“stop!”
Before he knew it, Yu Iseol, who was following Cheongmyeong closely, grabbed him from behind and held him back. She held onto Cheongmyeong’s shaking body and pressed it down, and Yunjong, who quickly followed, joined in and held on.
“Calm down you idiot! This is not an opponent you can rush at blindly. “I’m going to die!”
At the same time as Yoonjong shouted, a trickle of blood flowed from Cheongmyeong’s tightly bitten lip.
Don’t you know it’s Cheongmyeong?
Neither Huashan’s main force nor the Tang family’s main force has yet reached this place. In such a situation, rushing towards Jang Il-so, who is being guarded by the Maninbang main unit, is nothing more or less than an act of radical suicide.
The opponent is Jang Il-so. Even if Cheongmyeong attacks alone, he is not someone who can be dealt with fairly alone. Rather, as if they had seized the opportunity, they will thoroughly take advantage of the majority and trample on Cheongmyeong.
Yes, I know. Now is the time to be calm.
But no matter how hard I tried, my boiling stomach wouldn’t subside. My stomach was shaking as if it had turned over. Cheongmyeong dug his lips deeper.
“Aaaah!”
Cheongmyeong shook off Yoonjong, who was trying to stop him, and jumped forward.
“Cheongmyeong!”
know. Everyone knows it. Everything Yoonjong said is correct. In times like these, you need to remain calm.
Ouch!
However, the anger that he could not hold back finally surged towards the tip of his sword. Cheongmyeong squeezed all of his remaining internal strength into the Amhyang Plum Sword.
“Aaaaaaaaaap!”
Like a bowstring pulled to its limit, the body, which had been twisted to its limit, bounced for an instant. At the same time, the sword of Cheongmyeong was fired. The Amhyang Plum Sword, which became one with the infused inner power, rushed towards Jang Il-so like a thunderbolt breaking through the dark clouds and hitting the ground.
Giiiiiiing!
A roar that seemed to distort the sky rang out.
Yunjong and Yui Seol’s gaze hurriedly turned forward. The shocking power of the Sword of Cheongmyeong momentarily created an expectation of ‘maybe’.
The sword of Cheongmyeong, shooting through space, and the figure of a man standing in front of it clearly caught my eye. In a world that had slowed down as if at a standstill, the rings on both hands of Jang Il-so shed colorful brilliance.
Jang Il-so’s both hands, engulfed in the power of numerous colors, struck the flying sword.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
The silence that had suppressed everything for a moment shattered like shards of glass, and a tremendous roar shook the world.
A clash of strength and power. Unable to overcome the enormous aftermath of a collision between internal forces, Maninbando soon bounced off the ball, spraying blood.
Kwa-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!
The Amhyang Plum Sword, which was blocked between Jang Il-so’s rings, trembled as if it were alive. Jang Il-so burst out laughing as he saw the sword being pushed through the ring as if it would pierce his neck at any moment.
“Haaa!”
Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
With a loud roar, the Dark Plum Sword soared into the air. The sword that tore through the sky, as if spitting out anger for not being able to sever Jang Il-so’s head, soon used up all of its power and fell down.
Phew!
The Amhyang Maehwa Sword, which pierced the hard ground like tofu, was more than halfway embedded right in front of Jang Il-so. Jang Il-so, who was looking at this intently, stretched out his hand to grab the Amhyang Plum Sword, and the two rings were crushed and fell at his feet with a ‘clack’ sound.
Again.
Then, bright red drops of blood fell on the crushed remains of the ring. Jang Il-so, who was looking at the ring, quietly looked down at his hand. Blood was flowing from the cracked back of my hand.
Jang Il-so’s eyes were strangely distorted for a moment. However, he soon regained his usual soft demeanor.
“Oh dear. “It’s also extreme.”
Jang Il-so raised his hand and slowly licked the blood flowing from the wound. Jang Il-so’s eyes, staring at Cheongmyeong with his red tongue out, were filled with a spooky madness that took my breath away.
“To get to that point and go on a rampage without paying attention to what’s going on, is this why you don’t know who is a Taoist and who is a Sapa? Hahahahaha!”
The voice containing the story pierced Cheongmyeong’s ears clearly even from a distance.
The moment Cheongmyeong clenched his fists and was about to shout, Jang Il-so and Cheongmyeong’s eyes met the empty space and became intertwined. Jang Il-so smiled.
“You probably want to kill me.”
Life poured out from Cheongmyeong’s entire body at the calm voice. Anyone else would have felt numb and flinched just from facing him, but Jang Il-so continued to mock him even as he received those looks.
“a little bit. If it had been even a little faster, it could have killed me. Your stomach will turn as you lose me right under your nose. Is not it?”
Cheongmyeong’s body was constantly shaking and shaking. It seemed like it was difficult for him to handle the burning hatred on his own.
“But… Hwasan Sword Association.”
Jang Il-so, who was smiling brightly, suddenly covered his face with his blood-soaked hands.
An even more eerie light poured from the eyes revealed between the fingers that half covered the face. Regret, hatred, ominousness and twisted desire. The eyes that flowed from all of that mixed together made those who watched it cringe.
“That’s the same for me.”
Jang Il-so is also the same as having to let go of someone who needs to be killed due to circumstances. If the price he had to pay was not his own life, Jang Il-so would have done whatever it took to kill Cheongmyeong on the spot.
“So there is nothing to be so sorry about. You know it anyway. “The end for you and me is predetermined.”
Jang Il-so chuckled and laughed.
He knows it and Cheongmyeong knows it too. Two people cannot live in the same sky. Whether he dies or Cheongmyeong dies, one of the two must die for it to end. That is the fight they will have now.
It is not because of resentment or hatred. What does heaven mean? A set order? It’s not something worth interfering with such nonsense. They just can’t tolerate each other.
“Just wait a moment.”
Jang Il-so grabbed the dark plum sword that was stuck in front of him. As if the sword was rejecting Jang Il-so, it let out a sharp sword name. But Jang Il-so paid no heed and pulled the sword from the ground.
“I will soon go and end that tough life.”
Paaaaaaaa!
The dark plum sword emitted from Jang Il-so’s fingertips flew fiercely towards Cheongmyeong.
However, Cheongmyeong did not blink even as he saw the sword flying straight at him. His gaze was aimed only at Jang Il-so.
Suddenly!
The flying dark plum sword soon sliced through Cheongmyeong’s face, grazing it and landing on the ground.
Blood was flowing out from a long scar that appeared right under the eye. The faces of both Cheongmyeong and Jang Ilso were stained red with the blood that flowed from the wounds they inflicted on each other.
Cheongmyeong’s mouth slowly opened.
“You don’t have to come.”
It was a growling voice, not as loud as Jang Il-so’s voice. But Jang Il-so could hear those words more clearly than anyone else.
“Because I will go.”
For a moment, a look passed through my gorgeous and oily eyes. Cheongmyeong continued.
“You are the only one whose end has been decided. wait. “I will definitely cut off your head.”
A faint smile appeared on Jang Il-so’s lips. Both eyes are curved like the moon at the end of the year.
Again.
Perhaps because something was bothering him or because he was lost in other thoughts, Jang Il-so slowly squeezed and opened his hands, and the blood that flowed out dripped and seeped onto the ground.
Kararak.
At such times, the ring on Jang Il-so’s finger kept rubbing, creating a strange tension.
Everyone held their breath. Every time the sound made by Jang Il-so’s ring got a little faster, his heartbeat also got faster. The pressure that made it difficult to even breathe was overwhelming everyone.
It was like that even though it was a simple hand movement that didn’t even have a hint of power.
“Hmm.”
But the hand eventually relaxed again.
At the same time, several people who had lost their tension sat down as if from exhaustion. The strength in my legs was gone.
“When expectations are high, disappointment is also high… but if you put it that way, you can’t help but have expectations.”
An emotion, whether joy or hatred, spread across Jang Il-so’s face. An eerie smile appeared on that cute face.
“Then cut it down. “Because my neck is always here.”
“Remember this. “Because the moment you die, you will definitely remember those words again.”
Jang Il-so stared at Cheongmyeong. And soon a small laugh burst out of his mouth.
“Hahaha.”
“⋯⋯.”
“Hahahahahahahahaha!”
Jang Il-so laughed as if the world was going away. In the silence where no one could breathe, only Jang Il-so’s light filled the desolate land and resounded.
After laughing for a while, Jang Il-so glared at Cheongmyeong and turned around. The hem of the long cloth fluttered wildly.
“Okay, remember that.”
Jang Il-so slowly took his steps. Honggyeon, who was guarding him, also turned his body towards Cheongmyeong, spouting out his fierce murderous spirit.
“See you later, Hwasan Swordsman Association. Hahaha! Hahahahahahahaha!”
Jang Il-so, accompanied by 10,000 people, gradually moved further away. It was a leisurely movement without any signs of haste. Those who remained had no choice but to watch Jang Il-so leave.
Jang Il-so’s figure disappears over the horizon, leaving only a few drops of blood and the remains of the broken ring.
“⋯⋯Cheongmyeong.”
When Yoonjong called out with concern, at that moment Cheongmyeong’s teeth burrowed into his lips.
‘Jang Il-so.’
Cheongmyeong engraves those three letters into his heart.
There was no one he had ever hated so much except the Heavenly Demon.
Jang Il-so is different from Cheonma.
The Heavenly Demon is literally an extraterrestrial being. It destroys the world with its very existence. But Jang Il-so is just a human being. He is more human than anyone else. A human created by combining all the evil intentions of humans.
That’s why it’s hateful, and that’s why it’s dangerous.
Cheongmyeong muttered.
“I’ll see you again soon.”
And on that day, his sword will definitely pierce that Jang Il-so’s neck.
Even if it means risking everything.
