< Episode 87: Piece of Truth (5) >
Mo Kyung-un had experienced this feeling before.
Sometimes when I think of my grandfather I miss him.
In that feeling of longing a faint feeling was also naturally buried.
‘What is it?’
Mok Kyung-un had strong doubts about the emotions this being had which was independent of his will.
I don’t know how long this being has been inside me but the feeling of nostalgia comes from longing.
Cheongryeong is a vengeful spirit who died a long time ago so why did he feel that way?
He must have just turned 18.
But how can the spirit…
‘no way?’
Mok Gyeong-un was wondering if anything could happen.
Could it be that a high-ranking vengeful spirit is possessing his body?
If it can take away control of your body when you are unconscious it may be a vengeful spirit so great that even the Blue Spirit cannot deal with it.
However according to what the young spirit said as one overcomes the wall one’s spirit or spirit becomes stronger making possession by vengeful spirits almost impossible. Is this true?
The more Mo Kyung-un thought the more complicated his mind became.
That said
-Rebirth.
Cheongnyeong approached Mokgyeongun and said.
-yes?
-That presence within you… I don’t think it’s simply a part of your personality.
-What if you have personality?
-Have you ever heard of the term dual personality?
-no.
This is my first time hearing it.
-In the past there was an unusual person among the executives of Cheonjihoe. There were two different personalities within one person. Of course it wasn’t like I was possessed or anything like that. But strangely both of them had different speech patterns and behavioral characteristics.
-So you call it dual personality because you have two personalities?
-okay. But I think your case is quite different. He said things that were completely incomprehensible but he spoke as if you were a divine being. The breadth of the experience itself was too different to just be called a dual personality.
-Is there a possibility of possession?
-Possession? That’s absolutely not the case. No matter how high-ranking a vengeful spirit is it is impossible for him to steal your body. From the moment you cross the wall not only your body but also your soul becomes stronger.
-Then what on earth is that inside me?
-….
Cheongnyeong’s eyes became strange at Mok Gyeong-un’s question.
Black eyes like obsidian.
The moment she saw those eyes she was confused.
It was because memories from a long time ago came back vaguely.
However because her memory was a mere moment before her death it was more blurry like a dream than clear.
In her hazy memory she saw ‘him’ roaring.
Everyone around her was afraid and scared by her roaring appearance but to her that appearance was more sad than her anger.
But why did that vague inaccurate memory come to mind the moment I saw Mo Kyung-un’s obsidian eyes?
-Cheongryeong?
Her neck tillage called to her.
Cheongryeong soon became pouty at the look on Mok Gyeong-un’s expression as if he wanted to tell him if he knew anything.
Why am I suddenly so upset with this guy?
This got her on her nerves.
-I don’t know! Do you think there is nothing in the world that you do not know?
With those words the young spirit suddenly flew away.
Mok Gyeong-un who was looking at her shrugged her shoulders and muttered.
“…Well that’s right. “By the way.”
-Sigh!
Mok Kyung-un lightly stretched out his hand to his left side.
Then the body of Seonghwa Yeongju who was struggling to get to a place about twenty paces away from the direction where Mok Kyung-un extended his hand became stiff as if something had caught it.
“Hehe.”
“Where are we going?”
The question sent a shiver down Seonghwa’s spine.
I don’t know why but Mok Gyeong-un’s mood returned to normal and he started acting strangely staring at nothing in front of him like a crazy person so he tried to run away.
He had no hope of ever really being able to escape in the first place.
Not only did he not have any martial arts skills but he was an old man so he acted like he was grasping at straws.
“I just…”
-Sigh!
“Ugh!”
As Mokgyeongun pretended to pull Seonghwaryeongju’s body floated and was forcibly flown in front.
As she had no martial arts skills she had no strength to resist.
She trembled as if the Seonghwa Spiritual Lord who had flown right in front of her and forced her to kneel had taken away her fear.
Her neck Kyung-un smiled and said to her.
“You get stabbed a lot so you’re running away right?”
“Oh no.”
“No it doesn’t matter. “What did you do with the prophecy?”
“yes?”
She gave Seonghwa Lord Ju a puzzled look.
Mu Qingyun whose eyes had become as black as obsidian just a moment ago and had an absolute look spoke as if he knew everything.
But if you look at his attitude now it seems like he doesn’t know anything.
‘what?’
Now that I think about it the atmosphere has changed.
When his eyes were black the majesty he gave off was closer to that of an absolute ruler but now contradictory to his unique politeness he was showing a ferocious madness.
The Holy Spirit of Seonghwa was puzzled by this.
‘Is it true that it is the incarnation and not the thing itself?’
If she was who she was to begin with there was no reason for her to look so different.
Rather because it is an incarnation it may appear imperfect.
So wouldn’t now be the only chance to save her life?
As she watched him she carefully opened her mouth.
“Bo…”
-Okay!
-Tuk!
Seonghwaryeongju’s expression was distorted by pain.
Her left ear was cut off and fell to the floor.
She didn’t scream but she spoke in a dry voice as she cried out in pain as she held on to the side of her ear where blood was dripping from it.
“Please stop talking nonsense and answer questions.”
At those words Seonghwaryeongju raised her red-faced face and spoke through gritted teeth.
“Ugh…you can’t kill Nobu.”
“Can’t kill it?”
“If you kill Nobu won’t it be difficult for the orb as well as you who have to take him to the Lord of Heaven and Earth?”
It is still unclear whether Mo Kyung-un is a great being or an incarnation.
But she also had her own insight.
Looking at the conversation with Lee Gwang and the situation so far Mok Gyeong-un needed himself at least for the sake of his relationship with the Lord of Cheonjihoe.
Make sure she does that so she can protect herself from him.
But that was right then.
-Okay!
‘!!!!!!’
-with a splash!
Something with a different weight than before fell on the ground filled with rainwater.
That’s right
“Aaaahhh!”
The Seonghwa Spiritual Lord screamed as if sobbing.
Even in the underground prison she endured so much torture with great patience.
However it can be said that her torture or interrogation in the imperial palace was to some extent taken into account and toned down as her age could have resulted in her death.
Of course that doesn’t mean it’s weak.
At least whipping and beatings on the back were standard and things like pricking with needles or pulling out fingernails were carried out.
But having a healthy arm cut off was a completely different level of pain.
It was not at an bearable level.
“Off…”
The pain was so great that she held her chest and gasped for breath.
The shock was so severe that her heart suffered paralysis.
Mo Kyung-un then kicked her in pain on the chin.
He then stepped on her chest as she fell.
-closely!
At first glance it seemed like he didn’t care at all whether he died or not but soon the Holy Spirit’s breathing which had been panting stabilized.
This was because the stiffening of the neck loosened as the strong shock to her heart energized her.
“Knock….”
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
And thanks to the pressure on her bleeding point the bleeding in her arm stopped.
It felt like she was giving a bottle and giving medicine but it felt more like a hand was used right before she lost her life.
“If you kill Nobu then what you want is….”
“Don’t try to bargain over useless things.”
“It’s not that it’s useless…”
“I don’t think the Lord of Heaven and Earth needs you anymore.”
“He told me to bring him so how could you do it as you please…?”
“Is it just you that the Lord of Heaven and Earth needs? Or is it the power of prophecy?”
“So even more so…”
“It’s not like I can’t prophesy because I don’t have an orb.”
‘!?’
Seong Hwaryeong-ju’s eyes trembled like crazy at Mo Gyeong-un’s reckless and murderous words.
Does this guy have memories of being his incarnation?
-closely!
Mo Kyung-un said pressing her chest harder.
“Once you lose your ability to prophesy you are a useless old man.”
Although she may have lost control of her body for a moment she was observing the entire situation and was able to deduce her situation without difficulty.
“And I think it would be best not to provoke him any further.”
-Shhhh!
A tremendous amount of murderous energy bloomed and the surrounding area trembled.
Even Lee Gwang who had overcome the wall and Gu Yang Xiao the eight-headed leader of the Gu Yang family could not withstand Mo Gyeong-un’s death.
Of course there was no way the Holy Spirit Spell could withstand it.
Her eyes were red and even a light vapor was rising from her groin area.
The older woman could no longer bear her fear and so she drained her urine.
“I am…”
“iced coffee. Come to think of it you said you had a connection with the head of the Tang family so you entrusted her with her granddaughter right? It’s very interesting. “It seems like the head of that Tang family wrote something called an intangible poison to my grandfather.”
“Now as for Jang’s protection your real grandfather…”
“It would be so much fun to tear the head of the Tang family and your granddaughter limb from limb in front of them.”
With those words Mok Kyung-un laughed eerily.
Seeing this right in front of him Seonghwaryeongju’s face turned pale.
Mok Gyeong-un whispered into her ear.
“So please don’t mess with my patience. “What was the real prophecy?”
Contrary to her whispers Seonghwa Ryeongju who was trembling at Mok Kyung-un’s words filled with intimidation soon opened her mouth.
“The true owner of the sacred flame… will appear in this world… The day when new feathers will grow on those torn wounds… ….Everyone will…worship….”
* * *
Around the same time Daejeon was filled with darkness.
-What a mess!
The sound of cracking is faintly heard.
At that moment the shadowy figure sitting on the podium opened its eyes.
The being opened its eyes and looked at the carved wall where six candles were lit.
In front of the last candle there was a jade tablet with a red thread wrapped around it and there was a crack in the middle of it.
In response the shadowed figure held out his hand.
-Park!
Then a round jade tablet flew out and landed in his hand.
It was the moment when the being holding the jade tablet was about to examine it.
-Bassssss!
The cracked jade tablet shattered and soon turned into powder.
At that the head of the shadowed being suddenly tilted back.
The being slowly turned its tilted head back to its original position.
Something sticky flowed from the creature’s forehead.
Then the two eyes of the being became harsh and soon
-Blah blah blah!
The forehead split open revealing eyes filled with strangely shaped red spots.
The armrest of his left hand which was being held by the being who had opened his third eye was completely broken.
– Quad deuk!
As soon as I could hear it the sound echoed from the ceiling.
-My lord. What’s going on?
In response to that question the being with the third eye opened his mouth removing his hand from the broken armrest.
“Call all the executives in your field that you can muster.”
-yes? How can you say that?
In response to the cautious voice’s question a meaningful voice spoke from a being who had opened his third eye.
“What I was worried about happened.”
-no way?
“I felt him.”
