Episode 1058
It was truly just a moment.
The blood-thirsty men, who were slaughtering their enemies with their bodies covered in blood, surrounded Sima Biao and fired terrifying, killing blows.
Wow.
Their number is about one hundred.
The energy waves they emitted were so strong that the heat of the battlefield, which had not yet completely subsided, froze in an instant, and the air flow that changed completely in an instant was clearly felt.
Me too, who was standing still and watching from about a dozen scenes away.
And even further away, to the Hwaryongak members who were waiting to follow orders without even knowing why.
“My lord! Dangerous!”
The life is so dense that it makes the streets seem indifferent.
Taesan, who instinctively sensed the danger of Sima Pyo, launched his new weapon with an urgent cry, and was immediately blocked.
Not anyone else, just me.
“What is this, footnote!”
A growling cry and fierce fighting spirit.
It’s my first time seeing it.
This guy looks like this.
But I can’t back down either.
This current situation is not due to fate or bad luck, but because it is Sima Piao’s own choice.
“don’t go. Not yet.”
“Taesan, I will not follow such ridiculous orders!”
“I never gave an order. I asked for it. Just like Sima Biao asked me not to come forward.”
“…!”
Taesan’s bead-sized eyes are shaking.
And before the Hwaryongak members who followed in time could say anything, Namho suddenly opened his mouth in an unusually calm voice.
Of course, maybe because he was riding a wooden horse, he didn’t look particularly authoritative.
“I know how you feel right now, but now is not the right time.”
“Namho, but.”
“Oh, did you see this angry bull!”
slap!
Namho, who couldn’t help but hit Taesan’s forehead with a sharp hand gesture, scolded him sternly.
“It’s not enough to be blind to emotions, now I’m deaf. “Are you saying you didn’t really listen to what the footnote said earlier?”
right.
As Namho said, I told Taesan clearly.
Don’t go… yet.
‘Yeah, not yet.’
With a small thought in my heart, I patted Taesan’s shoulder as he helplessly put down the Daechojagon (大相子根) after the conflict.
At the same time, he turned his head and looked in one direction.
One hundred blood-righteous people who exude vivid murderous spirit… no, disciples of the communal sect.
At the center of them was an old man staring at Sima Biao with deeply sunken eyes.
‘Hyeoncheonjinin(玄天眞人).’
That was the identity of the old man.
He is a long-time member of the communal faction, a member of the old faction, both in name and reality, and the best warrior in Gansu Province.
and….
Another vengeful ghost who was betrayed by those he believed to be his allies and had to lose numerous disciples.
Hahahahaha.
My sleeves bulge from the majestic energy.
At this moment, what was reflected in those emotionless ink-colored eyes whose depth was unknown was not Sima Bao.
It was the blood of an enemy that would not be relieved even if it were torn to pieces and killed in one fell swoop.
* * *
Ugh.
The air in a radius of several miles trembles and I feel suffocated.
At the moment when Sima Bao was frozen by the powerful energy wave that was slowly tightening all around like the hand of an invisible giant, Xuan Tian Jin-in suddenly opened his mouth.
“It’s been coming to my mind over and over again lately. “The time when I first met Chief Chun of the Dou (道友) in the middle of the war between political and evil forces.”
This old Taoist monk, who had been a Taoist monk his whole life, from when he was a baby until now, was highly respected for his unique gentle nature.
Although he may not have made it into the ranks of the Ten Kings, he was always humble and always humbled himself even though he was a member of an outstanding and prestigious school called the Dongong Sect.
However, no matter how large the vessel was, there was a limit to what it could contain.
“I regretted it at the same time. “I wonder what would have happened if I had killed him then.”
Sima Piao did not respond to that voice filled with deep sighs.
No, he couldn’t answer.
Even though he had not told the truth yet, the old monk in front of him was already seeing part of it.
And the first time Hyeoncheonjinin learned of this fact was through the mouth of a woman.
“I didn’t want to believe it at first. “I tried to think that it was a ploy to shake up the survivors of Dunhuang and cause internal strife, and that they were using us as a stepping stone for an even bigger scheme.”
Hyeoncheon Jinin tried to shake off from his mind the information he had heard while holding his breath in the grass, but as the days passed, his suspicions deepened.
Distrust of a person named Sima Gong, the King of the Black Night.
Everything, including the unusual omens he felt before heading out to Dunhuang, was fitting together like a single cogwheel.
“The more I look back, the more strange it seems. “All the information received from the Black Dragon Demon Gate was completely wrong, and we were the only ones who shed blood.”
If Gonggong Mountain (崆峒山), the stronghold of the Gonggong Sect since ancient times, was located at the end of the southeastern township of Gansu Province, the territory of the Black Dragon Demon Gate is the northwest township that encompasses the Dunhuang area.
Therefore, the communal faction and the various factions that followed it moved based on the information provided by the Black Dragon Demon Gate and suffered a terrible defeat.
“Thousands died. “Only for that day.”
As Hyeoncheonjinin’s voice trembled little by little, the hundred disciples surrounding him gritted their teeth.
How could I forget? The terrible battle that started like a thunderbolt.
No, a one-sided massacre.
“Such a castle had no meaning. “There was nothing we could do when faced with that enormous army that suddenly appeared.”
Cheonsan Samno.
The three old men of Cheonsan, who returned after decades of time, were at the forefront, followed by tens of thousands of believers who could not feel the emotion of fear.
Neither the arrows fired without stopping nor the walls built with red clay on solid rock could stop them.
The huge human wave, which was like pitch black, instantly collapsed the high castle walls and swept away everything.
Swallowing up the life of someone’s death penalty, friends, or blood relatives with whom they have suffered hardships for a long time.
“I would have rather fought and died there together. Fiercely until the moment you lose your breath.”
This wasn’t just Hyeon Cheon-jin’s idea. More than a hundred pairs of eyes that were stained red and moisture had formed at the same time proved this.
But they survived in the end.
I had to survive.
Even for revenge on those who died from the screams.
“That’s how we cowardly ran away. “I was able to easily shake off their pursuit with unexpected help along the way, but the others probably weren’t.”
Luck did not return equally to everyone.
Thousands of people died in Dunhuang alone, and the survivors who fled while shedding blood and tears could not avoid being hunted.
They were scattered to survive, and thousands were killed or injured in the process of being thoroughly hunted.
However, even after escaping the siege of Amcheon, the disciples of the Gong Sect, including Hyeon Cheon Jin-in, did not return to the rear.
To be exact, everyone suffered major and minor injuries, so they were unable to return right away.
However, the doubts that the great sorcerer had planted deep in their hearts had already sprouted, and Hyeoncheonjinin, who had been severely injured in the previous battle with Amcheon, suddenly realized while he was groaning in pain.
At that moment when he was going between life and death, pledging to take revenge on him, who belonged to the familiar faces in his memories that passed before his eyes?
It was not an unknown woman whose face was covered with a silver-white cotton thread, nor was it the Three Elders of the Heavenly Mountains or the Blood Sword Demon Lord who had captured and killed the two elders and hundreds of disciples.
They were none other than allies who they believed would watch their backs.
“Isn’t it really strange, Dou?”
A low voice.
This is what Hyeon Cheon Jin-in thought, as he barely recovered from his injuries after enduring the ordeal of death for three days.
Why?
Why did they come to mind at that moment when I was vowing revenge like chewing a bear’s gallbladder?
The Black Night King, Sima Gong. Noho swordsman Song Il. Taeeul Martial Sword Hwang Bo-eom.
In addition, there are several spirit beasts of Gansuk who are no different from the hands and feet of the Black Dragon Demon Gate.
Why does a fire well up deep in my heart every time I think of each of their faces and names flowing out from under the silver-white cotton thread?
In the end, Hyeoncheonjinin found the answer to this question.
He came here with his surviving disciples to see the answer with his own eyes.
And at this moment, he is facing a young man who came by himself before starting his revenge.
“Ahaha of the Sima family.”
Before I knew it, the tone of speech had changed.
The voice mixed with the sound of metal was calm, but there was a cold, burning flame in the old master’s eyes.
“Bring your father. “Before you draw your sword, there is something you must check.”
Suddenly.
The ground trembles slightly.
Sima Piao, who had been silently looking down at the ripples forming on the pool of blood, raised his head, which had been deeply bowed until then, and opened his mouth.
“I already left. “To a far away place from which I can never return.”
“…!”
Hyeon Cheon Jin-in’s eyes widened.
The same was true for all the disciples of the communal faction who surrounded Sima Piao and spewed out breathtaking murderous energy.
They instinctively realized the meaning of what they had just heard.
dead.
Sima Gong, the king of the dark night.
A destructive enemy who deserved to be put to death with their own hands.
And Sima Gong was not the only traitor who met this fate.
“Jangmun-in!”
A poignant cry heard from somewhere.
The disciple of the Gong Sect, who had narrowed the distance by dozens of sheets at once with the speed of an arrow, fell down in front of Hyeon Tian Jin-in with a face stained with sadness and anger.
“They, they…!”
Even before the wailing-like cry ended, I was able to clearly see Hyeoncheonjin, who suddenly turned his head.
The flag of the Jongnam faction rises diagonally in the distance.
No, more precisely, two pieces of pure white cloth tied to the flagpole and fluttering helplessly.
“The early flag…!”
At the sigh that flowed from between someone’s clenched lips, the air waves surrounding the area stirred violently.
A white cloth signifying someone’s death. And the reaction of the disciple who just returned.
The implications of this situation were clear.
Noho swordsman Song Il and Taeeul martial arts swordsman Hwang Bo-eom.
Following Sima Gong, the two traitors of the Jongnan faction who must be punished have also left.
To a faraway place, the afterlife, that cannot be captured by any means.
“die? Are you saying he’s dead? “Just like this, just like this!”
Wow.
Hyeoncheon Jinin bit his lip.
His flesh was torn and blood splattered, but this pain was nothing compared to his chest that seemed as if it would burst at any moment.
“How dare you…!”
Xuan Tianjin was furious.
Despite his immature body, the enormous energy emanating from him overwhelmed all directions, and even the disciples of the communal sect around him had to hold their breath.
However, only one person, Sima Piao, was an exception.
“I will do it for you.”
Hyeon Cheon Jin-in’s eyes sank deeply at the voice he managed to squeeze out while enduring the energy waves of the supreme master with his whole body.
“What did you say now?”
“I said I would take his place. “I will receive the punishment I deserve for the mistakes of my sinful father.”
In the silence that fell for a moment, Sima Piao bowed his head to everyone, including Xuan Tianjin, and continued speaking.
“I know these are indeed arrogant words and actions. “I also know that I cannot replace the resentment of those who left with my insignificant life.”
right.
A person’s heart is not something that can be filled at any time.
Once a hole has been created, nothing can fill it.
I just remember by continuing to fill in things to forget, or by looking at the hole that cannot be filled no matter how much I fill.
It disappeared in a moment of mistake. Regret for what was lost.
It was for that very reason.
The reason Sima Biao is in this position now is because he wants to take a different path from his father.
“An eye for an eye. This includes: “Death for death.”
The blood debt between martial people can only be repaid with blood.
“Cut it. “I won’t hold any grudges.”
And that moment.
Sreung.
A dazzling flash of light erupted from Hyeon Tianjin’s waist.
