Dark and Light Martial Emperor Chapter 1097

Episode 1097 Burning fire under heavy rain (6)

“… … .”

After reaching a certain distance, Makwon’s steps stopped.

Grumbling.

Beads of sweat flowed from my forehead. In an instant, even his complexion became pale.

‘what?’

It was a good five miles away from where the enemy was expected to be.

The Cheonmushin weapon was thoroughly killed and the movement proceeded quietly. Although he was not as good as a professional assassin, he was moving to the highest level in martial arts and even using the footwork he had learned through deep learning in martial arts.

But why?

It felt like an invisible net was entangling my entire body. It was difficult to even breathe, let alone take a step.

‘what’s this?’

Mo Yuan almost instinctively used the Heavenly Martial God Weapon.

Cheonmushin weapons are based on gold energy. After reaching the ultimate state, we are greatly freed from the coexistence and opposition of the five elements, but the characteristics of the energy remain the same, so the moment it is released, it will spread out in all directions, surpassing the wood energy of the forest.

In other words, there is a possibility that the enemy will notice the heterogeneous non-polar energy. So he couldn’t burn off his true energy.

However, if you do not unleash your spiritual energy, it will be difficult to escape from this unknown and intangible net.

Makwon took his foot back with superhuman patience and effort. It was similar to a person being held down by scissors and trying to somehow move their limbs.

Sreuk.

When I took one foot back, the pressure of the net that bound my body seemed to ease slightly.

Mak Won carefully took a step back, step by step. Then the pressure on the net noticeably weakened.

Only after moving back a dozen pages was he able to regain his original self.

‘Could it be a drinking method?’

That was my first thought.

But if it was a trick, there was no way he wouldn’t have known. Makwon only learned martial arts, but since he was someone who had reached martial arts, there was no problem in distinguishing whether a phenomenon was martial arts or a technique.

In other words, this was not a technique.

‘It may be a technique I don’t know about, but… … ‘I don’t feel any of that unique skill.’

then?

‘It’s not even martial arts.’

It’s not a martial art or a technique.

This was just energy. He bound his body with overwhelming force. He could only judge it that way.

Makwon swallowed his saliva without realizing it.

‘whoever?!’

Of course, it won’t be a Jinbeop or an institutional Jinbeop.

In that case, he can only be a human being, but who can put such pressure on him, whose martial arts skills he possesses as a member of the Seongcheonsamgun are now at the level of a king?

‘The pressure was such that it was difficult to breathe. If the person who bound my body with energy is really a person, then his martial arts skills are truly… … .’

It would be heaven and earth.

‘No, that can’t be possible. No matter how different each person’s enlightenment may be, it would be difficult for such a difference in power to exist.’

It wasn’t because I wanted to deny reality.

Mak-Won, who reached the peak of martial arts, was able to read a side of the world that other ordinary people could not even imagine. It won’t be just him, it will be the same for everyone who reaches the top.

However, some people will be curious about that aspect and become obsessed with it, while others will not be interested in such metaphysical things because their only goal is to become stronger.

Makwon was clearly the latter. Probably the majority of Seongcheon are like that.

Sigh.

He quietly opened his mouth.

For a moment his eyes wavered.

‘does not exist?!’

Until just a moment ago, I knew roughly in which direction and how far the enemies were.

But now I had no idea. The senses were not blurred, but disappeared altogether.

Wow!

Makwon instinctively ran forward.

This time, that intangible energy did not bind my body. Makwon was surprised, but on the other hand, he could see himself somehow convinced that it would be so.

How long did it run like that?

“does not exist!”

The plain where 10,000 cavalrymen were expected to rest was filled with only torn grass and wind.

‘Where on earth…? … ?!’

It was then.

“omg!”

Mo Won looked up at the sky and felt astonished.

The sky had already darkened. I had no idea that so much time had passed in that short period of time.

‘This is crazy!’

It was an absurd situation. It was the first time Makwon experienced such an embarrassing moment since he went to Gangho.

Wooooow!

The Heavenly Martial God Weapon filled his entire body.

Only then did Makwon realize that his five senses had become blurred. He was mistaken in thinking it wasn’t cloudy. Not only my five senses, but even my energy senses were sufficiently blurred and dulled.

‘You didn’t even know that time had passed? ‘You’ve been wandering alone in the forest for over half a day?’

It was an unbelievable situation, but there were also questions along the way.

If someone really great had ensnared himself with only his energy, that person would most likely have had a hostile will.

However, he let himself go. How did this happen?

Makwon, who was embarrassed by the incomprehensible situation, suddenly brightened his eyes.

“I have to go back.”

Whatever happened, I came to scout and didn’t even see the shadow of 10,000 cavalrymen. It must be heading south by now.

Wow!

There was a sense of nervousness in Makwon’s steps as he unfolded Baekgangbi.

* * *

‘Unbelievable.’

Yeon Ho-jeong had seen this scene before.

This was the sight I saw right before I died. This was the place where the three Murim lord Geomshin Moyonggun, Mandokje Danggwan, and Heukamje himself had come to subdue the Four Masters.

In other words, the scene he sees now was the situation after his death.

‘How can this be?!’

I couldn’t figure it out at all.

I was able to see the conversation I had with my teacher in my dream before. Although he was unconscious, he could hear what his teacher was saying at the time.

But at that time, I was there. Furthermore, this was possible because the teacher’s thoughts remained within this body.

It was different now.

It was clearly the situation after his death. Although the body may be here, the soul must have been lost. How can I see this in a dream?

‘Is it my unconsciousness? ‘Is it literally just a dream?’

This air was too familiar for that to be true.

Not the air that hangs over this place, but the air of the dream that surrounds the translucent self.

‘Is it really true?’

At that time, the officer vomited blood.

“Uweek!”

The spilled blood soaked the ground. The blood-stained ground began to melt, emitting white smoke.

No matter how poisonous you are, even your blood is not poisonous. Of course, it would be possible to spray poisonous blood with the power of internal energy, but there is no way for poison to be mixed in the blood that is spit out.

In other words, it was not normal. The tyranny was broken and spread throughout the body. There is not much left for our party to live.

‘Well, because my heart vein ruptured.’

There was a hole in the person’s chest. It was a wound pierced through the shadow of the Saeum cult.

“Are you okay?”

“Tsk!”

The official, who spat out blood mixed with blood, spoke with a grave expression.

“Is there any way it could be okay?”

Although they were the leader and vice-lord, in private they had almost no age difference. Considering the pride of our institution, it was natural to speak informally.

Moyong smiled bitterly.

“They all look like they’re going to die like this.”

“… … because.”

“What do you mean?”

The official looked at Yeon Ho-jeong’s body.

For a moment his eyes wavered. In Yeon Ho-jeong’s dream, he could see deep guilt and frustration in Dang-gwan’s eyes.

“Why did you tell me to kill that guy?”

“Because I have to kill him.”

The official glared at Mo Yong-gun with menacing eyes.

“Even though he was an unlucky guy, he was real. He was a man who truly went out for the world. “He’s a black guy who doesn’t want to mingle a word, but he’s at least better than you and me.”

“It did.”

“We even formed an alliance.”

“… … .”

“Are you telling me to kill the junior guy with whom I formed an alliance just because you and I are going to die? There is no one to stop the Black Emperor? “Are you really the Murim lord?”

“Then you shouldn’t have refused.”

“… … .”

“If I had refused, that guy wouldn’t have died.”

The official’s face distorted.

Even as he was dying, his face, glaring at Prince Moyong, was truly reminiscent of a vicious murderer.

“It was the order of the Murim Lord. “I had no choice but to do it.”

In her dream, Yeon Ho-jeong looked at the hall with sad eyes.

The party was exhausted.

It was not only the common people who were tired of the long war. Many of the martial people fighting against Saeumgyo were exhausted and also crazy.

The same was true for our hotel. He fought on the front lines and consoled the warriors who did not die.

As those years continued, the spirit of the party was greatly damaged.

He completely separated himself as a vice leader and himself as a member of the Sacheondang family. He couldn’t carry on with this crazy war without doing that.

There was also a sad light in the cloudy eyes of Mo Yong, who had gone blind.

“I received intelligence a few days ago. “About the Lord of the Black Emperor.”

“… … .”

“It was said that the Lord of the Black Emperor was colluding with the Shinhwa Church.”

“… … what?”

“It was information I got from a trustworthy source. “It was very likely true.”

“Damn it! “You call that a horse?!”

“You don’t trust me?”

“You should look at people rather than just information! Thanks to that guy, the warriors of the Murim Alliance, and even me, escaped from danger that almost cost us our lives several times! That guy got involved with the Shinhwa Church? “That makes sense!”

“… … .”

“Now the midfield is over. Do you think that destroying one Saeumgyo church is the end? Gwanghyeol hasn’t even shown half of the troops he has yet. The Shinhwa cult is planning to take over the imperial palace and even establish a country! “If that guy were still alive, our descendants could have at least laid the foundation for a comeback!”

“… … “I’m sorry.”

“I’m saying I’m sorry now… … !”

“I don’t know either.”

“what?”

The vitality drained from Mo Yong’s face.

“Me too, I don’t know anymore. I’m not the same anymore. I thought a hundred or a thousand times more about texts that would not be misunderstood and rumors that would not be misunderstood. “I’ve thought countless times about what if, just in the unlikely event, it turns out to be true.”

“… … .”

“If even just one chance, even one chance in ten million, the Lord of the Black Emperor is in collusion with the Shinhwa Church… … “Not a single one of our descendants will survive.”

“… … Damn it.”

“I had no choice but to give orders.”

In the end, Moyonggun was no different from Tanggwan.

In the face of the countless deaths for which he was responsible, the spirit of Prince Moyong, who was even called the Sword God, was broken. He could no longer judge right and wrong, and could not distinguish between truth and lies.

Chii Iik.

The party’s legs slowly began to melt.

Once it started to melt, it was an instant. As soon as the legs disappeared, the abdomen also disappeared.

The official closed his eyes.

“I’m sorry… … .”

Before I could even finish my sentence, the hall was covered in blood.

Yeon Ho-jeong in his dream closed his eyes.

War drives even those who are said to have reached the ultimate level crazy. The more responsible a person is, and the more strongly he feels that responsibility, the more difficult it will be for him to escape that pressure.

‘it’s okay. ‘Because we started again anyway.’

It was then.

Sreuk.

Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head when he heard the sound of something moving.

For a moment his eyes widened.

The leader of the Saeum sect, whose head had been lost, was standing up. He was standing up slowly, with both hands on the ground, as if he were alive and well.

‘what?!’

Mr. Moyong also seemed to feel strange.

“Someone there? “Are you a warrior of the Murim Alliance?”

The headless Saeum cult leader approached Moyonggun one step at a time.

Mo Yong-gun’s face became increasingly pale. It seemed to him that it was not just because his life was coming to an end.

“Aren’t you asking who it is?”

Both hands of the Four Masters grabbed Moyong’s face.

Moyong’s mouth is forcibly opened.

A wisp of cloudy smoke flowed from the severed head of the Saeum cult leader and entered Moyonggun’s mouth.

martial arts,