Episode 314: What kind of life have you lived?
Today, Geommu-geuk saw a new side of the leader of the Pungcheon sect. No, he saw his world. His world inside the illusion.
Last time, during the space-time transfer technique, the leader of the Fengchun Church said:
―When I’m here, there are times when I get confused as to whether this is the real world or that is the real world. Is it because I want to be in the space I created?
Now I finally understand the true meaning behind those words.
It wasn’t just the desire to stay longer that he felt while lying on the sandy beach. How could he want to go out into the world when he was so powerful in this world?
“Reverend.”
“But why?”
“Please forgive me if I have done anything wrong.”
“Then there are so many things you have to forgive? Why? Are you afraid? Are you afraid of being sucked into a place like that and disappearing?”
“I don’t even want to imagine it.”
“I don’t want to imagine you tearing that thing apart.”
“You’re overrated! Just swear at me like you usually do.”
Geommu-geuk and Pungcheon-gyoju were talking to Hwan-yeo and Gwi-suk, who were standing in front of them. Even in this moment of teasing, they did not let their guard down for a single moment.
The sword dance received sincere respect and praise as a martial artist.
“You are wonderful, Reverend.”
It’s always nice to be recognized by someone, but it was even happier because it was Geommugeuk.
“Thank you.”
The Sword Dancer and the Pungcheon Church Master looked at each other and exchanged glances. The two people, facing the enemy, felt a deeper connection than usual.
Meanwhile, Hwan-yeo and Gwi-suk did not give up their fight even in the face of the overwhelming illusion magic of the leader of the Pungcheon sect. They still had something left to show.
“It’s my turn now.”
As soon as the sword dance began, this time Hwanyeo stepped forward.
If Gwisuk is a master of the ghost art that summons the dead, Hwanyeo is a master of the soul-taking art.
“Young Master, I tried my best not to touch you.”
Because the goal was to quietly plant their own people in the Demonic Cult. But if I had known things would turn out this way, I would have aimed for the Sword Dance Theater instead.
“To mess with Amazon is to mess with me.”
At the moment when Geommugeuk answered coldly, a crimson light poured out from Hwanyeo’s torn eyes.
Swaaaaaaaaaah.
The light flew into Geommugeuk’s eyes in an instant.
The next moment, the two stopped moving. As if time had stopped, the two stood still with their eyes open.
Since it would have been dangerous for both of them to have been touched while the marriage rite was being performed, both the Fengchun Sect Leader and Gwisuk just watched quietly.
“If it were you, you would have known she would use the magic of seduction on the young sect leader?”
“Okay.”
“Why didn’t you stop it? Aren’t you worried that the leader of the cult was under the influence of the sorcery?”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church leisurely responded to Gwisuk’s words.
“Even if the eight demon lords of the Heavenly Demon Sect were here, they would all say the same thing.”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church quietly looked at the sword dance and added.
“You don’t know because you haven’t experienced it.”
* * *
The seduction technique that Hwan-yeo chose was not an aggressive seduction technique that would make people commit suicide or kill the leader of the Pungcheon cult. She felt instinctively that such a technique would not work.
So, the method of marriage conquest she chose was this.
The art of controlling the soul.
It was a seduction technique that allowed one to see into the other person’s mind.
It was a secret technique that allowed one to find the weaknesses of an opponent through the mind’s desires. Sometimes, it was the ultimate secret technique that could penetrate the subconscious of the opponent who was being seduced without even knowing it.
Since this is a proven illusion technique of the Blood Sect that only he can perform in this martial arts world, if he dies, this illusion technique will also be lost.
Wheww.
Hwan-yeo was now standing in a snow field where a blizzard was raging.
‘This is his heart.’
In that empty place, there were only footprints left by the sword dance.
She followed the footsteps slowly.
When the magic spell of marriage was cast, the way the other person showed up varied from person to person. Some showed a part of their life that they were most proud of, while others showed something they were ashamed of and kept secret their whole lives. Some showed the moment they regretted the most, while others showed the most precious thing in their lives.
It didn’t matter what it was. I would shake him up by making his joy, his pain, his secrets my mind.
The fear of suddenly losing that joy will grow and grow until it drives you crazy. It will grow and grow that pain until you take your own life. It will make you unable to even breathe a wink of sleep because of the fear that your secret will be revealed.
This was the magic of conceiving a child.
The magic of the mind-blowing ritual could not be used often. Every time it was used, a great amount of one’s innate energy was consumed. It was truly dangerous and difficult to look into someone’s mind.
Hwan-yeo wondered what he would find at the end of these footprints. And what the Geommu-geuk would look like. What was his secret?
I followed the footprints in the snow. How long did I walk like that? No matter how long I walked, I couldn’t see the sight of the sword dance.
This is the first time something like this has happened. Usually, something is shown after a while.
Hwan-yeo quickened her pace. The blizzard was blowing harder and harder, making it difficult to walk.
No matter how long I walked, I only saw footprints in the snow, and there was no sign of the sword dance.
Is something wrong? No.
Standing there alone, with no one around, she could tell.
That this is the life of a swordsman.
It was a lonely life, walking a long, endless path through a snowstorm.
The emotions he had been through were conveyed by the wind that brought the blizzard. The hardship, the desperation, the loneliness. Everything was contained in these silent footsteps.
‘What kind of life have you lived?’
She stopped using the Simma Jehon Mantra because she could no longer consume her innate energy.
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Hwan-yeo and Geommu-geuk both came to their senses at the same time.
She stared blankly at the sword dance for a moment.
“What are you? You’re the leader of the Demonic Cult. You’re so young and innocent. But what are you?”
Both the Pungcheon Church leader and Gwisuk were curious about what she had seen.
“I’m in a position that everyone in the world envies… … Why am I so lonely?”
The sword dance gave no answer.
The leader of the Pungcheon sect looked at Geommu-geuk. The heart of Geommu-geuk that Hwan-yeo could see seemed to be extremely lonely. The leader of the sect was always busy teasing and flirting with himself.
While everyone was silent, only Hwan Yeo was speaking.
“I know you made all the Amazons into four people, so why are you alone?”
The leader of the Pungcheon sect, who had been listening, opened his mouth.
“I guess there’s a dark hole in your heart too.”
It was the very same hole that the leader of the Fengchun sect had previously mentioned. It was something that inevitably appeared in the hearts of those who had mastered illusionism.
“Why wouldn’t I have it?”
“Your hole will be different from ours. It will be the kind of hole you would want to enter with a torch at least once.”
“You will be disappointed.”
“I’m just going in to tease you. It’s okay.”
After smiling faintly at the leader of the Pungcheon Sect, Geommugeuk looked at Hwanyeo.
“When you look at me, I see you too. I see that dark hole in your heart.”
For a moment, Hwan-yeo was startled. What does that mean? While wondering, unexpected words came out.
“I saw your brother.”
For a moment, Hwan-yeo froze. The existence that Geommu-geuk absolutely could not know was mentioned. Hwan-yeo was so surprised that she looked at Gwi-suk. She wondered if Gwi-suk had been talking about him. But that couldn’t be the case.
‘You really saw my heart? How?’
In fact, the sword dance drama did not see her heart. It was because he knew about his younger sister that he spoke as if he had seen it. Now that his younger sister was mentioned, he might be able to get some clues.
“You have a younger sibling who looks just like you.”
All the strength left her body.
‘You really saw it.’
I never dreamed that someone would look into my heart. That person was not even the leader of the Fengchun sect, but Geommu-geuk? Was the Guhwa-ma-gong really this great of a martial art?
“You hate your little brother, don’t you?”
Hwan-yeo’s eyes trembled.
In her life before her return, Huan Yu did many things for the King of Huan. However, the one who took the honor was the King of Huan. It was much later that it was revealed that she had a twin sister.
She was not truly devoted to her brother. She knew that due to unavoidable circumstances, she had become darkness, and the King of Huan had become light.
Just from her reaction now, I could definitely feel the love and hate.
“It seems I hate you even more because of you, Young Master.”
Because this whole thing has gone to shit. Even if I’m lucky enough to survive this situation, my younger brother will be the one taking over the important work as punishment for messing up the Cheonmasingyo business.
At that time, Gwisuk sent a message to her.
-Please get out of here first.
-Gwisuk can’t deal with them alone.
Gwisuk decided that nothing would change if she was there. He had to save her at least.
-When you go out, ask your younger sibling for help first.
The moment Hwan-yeo was about to answer, her new form disappeared in an instant.
Hwan-yeo did not leave voluntarily; Gwi-suk forcibly kicked her out of here.
Even though she was gone, the Geommu-geuk and the Pungcheon religious leader were not shaken at all.
“Do you know the destruction method here?”
The leader of the Pungcheon sect answered the calm question of the Geommugeuk.
“What kind of great destruction method is there? If the hostess and owner die, the restaurant closes.”
Guisuk’s expression hardened completely. The leader of the Fengchun sect knew exactly how to destroy it. If he and his followers died, this place would disappear.
It was the first defeat I had ever experienced in my life. On the contrary, I felt relieved. If the opponent was the leader of the Pungcheon cult, then my death would not have been in vain.
“But I won’t go alone.”
The prayer of the lord changed. As the murderous intent and malice blossomed, his appearance also changed. His eyes and ears were torn long, just like Hwan-yeo had done before. A blue ghostly fire began to burn around his body.
When looking at the sword dance, I was certain that it would be difficult to find a master as strong as Gwisuk.
The sword dance took a step back.
“Fortunately, it’s the leader’s turn to fight.”
“Isn’t it your turn?”
“Didn’t I just deal with the sorcerer?”
“I just got hit unilaterally. We didn’t fight, right?”
“There was a tremendous battle going on in my mind.”
The conversation did not continue any further.
Gwi-suk ran towards the two people. Gwi-suk’s palm, which was screaming, was also burning with Gwihwa.
The leader of the Pungcheon Church did not dodge but instead took the blow head on.
Boom!
As the tension collided, both of them were pushed backwards with a loud noise.
The spirit was pushed back even further. The leader of the Fengchun blew the spirit that had been transferred to his hand with his mouth. The burning spirit was extinguished.
The moment he saw that sight, Gwi-suk despaired. The fact that the never-ending Gwi-hwa was going out meant that he could never defeat the Fengchun sect leader by simply fighting. He felt a clear difference in skill that could not be overcome with any struggle.
‘That’s all there is to it.’
The fire that was rising from Gwisuk’s body burned even more fiercely. It seemed as if it would burn him at any moment.
Droplets of blood began to spurt out from his skin. Hundreds, thousands of drops of blood began to spurt out, filling the surroundings. These were not ordinary drops of blood. They were drops of blood that contained the last essence of the master of illusionism, Guisuk, who was filled with a grudge. It was also Donggwi Eojin’s method of pouring out all of his innate energy and dying along with it.
“One person’s self-defense will definitely be pierced. Leader, choose. Stand in front of the junior leader or behind the junior leader.”
The leader of the Pungcheon Church did not worry.
He tried to stand proudly in front of the sword dance.
“Because this is my world.”
However, it was not a sword dance that would put the leader of the Pungcheon sect in front.
He had already made his last move.
“I’m sorry, but it’s my turn.”
The Great Destruction of the Nine-Handed Demon King Jayshik.
The evil spirit that appeared before him split into four.
bang!
Droplets of blood were spurted out with an ear-piercing roar. There was no room to escape the thousands of drops of blood that burst out in all directions.
At the same time, your demons rushed forward, sweeping everything away.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!
Drops of blood flew towards the demons.
Pak pak pak pak pak pak pak!
Although he was confident that he could penetrate the self-defense system, the blood droplets could not penetrate the demons. The four demons charged towards Gwisuk, acting as a shield to block the sword dance and the leader of the wind-heaven cult.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwak!
The room was covered in blood, but the area where the Great Annihilation had passed was clean.
In the place that the evil spirits swept through, only the blood of the once precious place flowed.
The leader of the Pungcheon Church, who was watching the scene, repeated what Geommugeuk had said to him earlier.
“If I did something wrong, please forgive me.”
* * *
Hwan-yeo was walking unsteadily through the space she had created.
It was the exact place where I had a nightmare earlier. Maybe this moment felt more like a nightmare.
As she reached out, paper came down from the ceiling, writhing as if it were alive.
Ding ding ding!
The bell rang urgently.
It is to notify the younger sibling to contact you. When you receive a call from the other party, a signal will be sent to the other side as well, just like the sound of the wind chimes in a flower garden.
After ringing the bell, I went to the wall and waited.
‘Hurry up! Quickly!’
At that time, I was waiting for the person in charge of contact to arrive.
I felt a presence behind me and turned around.
She was startled and shocked.
The Sword Dance Theater and the Pungcheon Church Master were standing in front.
It wasn’t surprising anymore that his space had been breached.
She could tell. She had already been defeated.
I expected that he would use Donggwi Eojin’s method when he forced me out. Even though he used that method, the two of them are still fine.
Then the leader of the Fengchun sect turned his gaze to the wall behind her. His expression grew cold.
“Is that the Great Wall? Thousands of lives must have been sacrificed to build that?”
He was truly the leader of the Fengchun sect who knew everything about illusions.
“If you come near me, I will kill myself!”
He knew that he could not kill himself because of the Demon Lord.
At that time, the leader of the Pungcheon sect spoke coldly.
“asleep.”
“!”
“You just have to find a new disciple.”
When the opponent came out like this, it was not easy to commit suicide.
As if he already knew how to use it, the leader of the Pungcheon Church walked briskly and began to stick his head inside the Manrijeon Wall.
The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked inside for a moment and then popped his head out.
Then, in an instant, he rushed towards Hwan-yeo, subdued her internal energy, and grabbed her neck.
“Do you want to die!”
The sword dance was the first time he had seen him this angry.
It felt like he was going to break Hwan-yeo’s neck and kill her at any moment.
Geommugeuk calmly took his arm and asked softly.
“Why are you doing this, Reverend?”
“Do you know where that is?”
An unexpected place came out of the mouth of the leader of the Pungcheon sect.
“It’s called Pungcheon Bridge.”
