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< One is enough >
“Click click. Kids. It’s been a while.”
The confident smile of a man caught, his eyes looking at the world at his feet.
The moment he saw him, Cheonhasamjeol felt as if he had gone back 100 years.
“Cheonmu-geuk···.”
Do-wang and Shin-chang grabbed their weapons without realizing it.
Cheonmu-geuk snickered at the sight.
“Keep on going. The little ones who used to follow the Emperor around have grown up a lot.”
“Shut up!”
“Do you still think it was 100 years ago?”
The momentum from the two absolute masters stimulated Cheonmu-geuk. The corners of Cheonmu-geuk’s mouth went up in a smirk.
“Kekekekeke···.”
I remembered the days a hundred years ago when I fought against the Sword Emperor for supremacy over the world. At that time, the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Cheonmu-geuk, was a man who did not know mercy.
But not now. Cheonmu-geuk laughed loudly and then calmed down first.
“Keep going. Let’s stop. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you guys that I’m glad to see you all.”
Geomseongdo also came forward and stopped the two excited younger brothers.
“You guys stop it too. Didn’t I tell you that the author taught martial arts to Pacheongeomje?”
“But large···.”
“How can we trust the author!”
The King of Do and Shin Chang still did not let their guard down.
A hundred years ago, they were almost killed several times by Cheonmu-geuk, the Heavenly Horse of the time. Finding out that he was alive and meeting him in person were two entirely different things.
Geomseong was also surprised by the appearance of Cheonmugeuk.
But he treated Cheonmu-geuk more calmly than his younger brothers.
“It’s been a while. You seem to have gotten stronger than before.”
“Click, click. This is the love song of the Mo Yong family.”
“I’m a bit too old to be called a kid, huh?”
“Huh. Well, once you’re a lover, always a lover.”
“Your arrogant personality is still the same.”
“Keep on going. You’re still being cheeky.”
The two men stared at each other for a moment and then snickered.
It had been 100 years. Just meeting the person I had spent those days with gave me a strange feeling. The conversation was also quite pleasant.
“Click, click. We’ll solve the regret later. First, we need to take care of our family problems.”
Cheonmu-geuk turned around. The monster that had been lying on the ground was staggering and getting up.
Wow! Wow!
Geomseong asked from behind Cheonmu-geuk.
“Do you need help?”
“Keep on going. I hear all sorts of nonsense from that Jeongpa kid.”
“I knew you would answer like that.”
Geomseong took his younger siblings and retreated. Even if he intervened later, he planned to first look into the King’s injuries.
The monster swung its huge arm towards the three heavenly beings who were trying to retreat.
Hoooooow-!
But the arm could not be extended all the way. As if space was splitting, the Heavenly Horse’s arm was cut off diagonally.
Wow! Wow!
The monster roared in pain. Magic energy spurted out like a fountain of blood from the severed part.
“Infinite. I’m going to stop now.”
Cheonmu-geuk looked at the monster with pitiful eyes. In his hand was a purple sword.
Heavenly Demon Sword
A sacred object of the Cheonmasingyo religion, said to have been brought from paradise by the Cheonmasajosa 500 years ago.
It was reported that Cheonma Josa had disappeared while on a journey, but in fact, it was an object that had been left behind together with the 『Cheonma Birok』 in the Josadong.
Krrrrrrrr···.
The ominous light streaming from the monster’s eyes shook uneasily. It seemed as if it was afraid of the Heavenly Demon Sword.
Cheonmu-geuk spoke to his grandson who was eaten by Simma.
“I know it might sound harsh for me to call you grandfather now.”
As Cheonmu-geuk took a step closer, the monster hesitated and took a step back.
“But the path you are taking now is also the path I intended to take.”
Cheonmu-geuk raised his Cheonma Sword and aimed it at the monster. The monster puffed up its body and roared.
Kyaaaaaaaah!
“···At the end of that road is destruction. Knowing that, I cannot leave you like this.”
The monster began to emit an enormous amount of magic energy. It was as if it was struggling to survive, squeezing out all the strength from its entire body.
At that moment, Cheonmu-geuk’s eyes glowed coldly.
“So even if it hurts a little, bear with it.”
Slurp.
Cheonmu-geuk began to unfold the Cheonma Sword Technique. Like a butterfly flapping its wings, the purple sword drew elegant lines in the air.
Chook, chook!
The lines began to cut through the monster’s body.
Just like peeling off the layers of an onion, the monster’s body surrounded by magic gradually became smaller.
Kwaaah! Kwaaah!
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The monster roared and swung its limbs wildly.
But it was no use. Like a butterfly caught in a spider’s web, the monster was just struggling within the web created by Cheonmu-geuk.
“It’s finished.”
The man who came down to the valley muttered as he saw the sight. There was no reason to hide any longer.
The Great Man took out a potion and approached the Three Heavenly Kings, intending to treat their injuries.
“······.”
However, the three heavenly kings had expressions that showed they did not even feel pain. They were absentmindedly watching the martial arts skills displayed by Cheonmu-geuk.
“Heh heh···.”
“Who the author is···.”
“···Is the gap still this big?”
The divine power displayed by Cheonmu-geuk was so overwhelming. Even the great man could not help but be amazed when he saw the appearance of his master.
“I was wondering why I couldn’t contact you for a week···.”
Cheonmu-geuk was reborn again using the magic energy that the Great Man had breathed into him.
Two days would have been enough to get there.
However, as the body became younger, enlightenment that had previously been out of reach due to the limitations of the body began to be embodied in an instant.
Here is the enlightenment gained from reading the 『Cheonma Birok』 left by Cheonma Josa.
It took a week to digest it all.
“Phew···.”
After finishing his sword dance once, Cheonmu-geuk took a deep breath and lowered his sword.
At that moment,
Pubbubububububu!
Pubbubububububu!
Pubbubububububu!
The monster’s body exploded into thousands and tens of thousands of pieces, and the debris scattered like flower petals.
And in the meantime, the body of the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, who had lost consciousness, fell.
Bam.
Cheonmu-geuk lightly picked up the falling Cheonma Cult Leader.
His grandson had turned into an old and shabby man, just like himself, who had been called a Manbaknogoe not long ago.
“······.”
A man approached Cheonmu-geuk, who had a bitter expression on his face.
“Don’t worry too much. I will treat you well and make you healthy again.”
It was overkill to use an elixir on the cult leader, but it was no problem to restore his health by using a few top-grade potions and herbs.
As the Great One took out the potion and fed it to the leader, his pale complexion gradually returned.
Cheon Mu-geuk, who felt a little relieved at that sight, looked at the man with an embarrassed face.
“You are a teacher, but you only owe debts to your students.”
The man shrugged his shoulders as if it was no big deal.
“What’s this? But I really can’t get used to this face. Is this how it originally looked?”
The man looked at his teacher’s young face.
There was no longer any trace of the gaunt old man who had been called Manbaknogoe. A young man with a thick face smiled, revealing his white teeth.
“Yeah, you punk. Are you surprised that your teacher is so handsome?”
“Rather than being handsome, he looks like Rambo…”
Broad shoulders and a muscular body. Thick neck and forearms that looked like they could kill an elephant with their bare hands.
“Rambo? Is that the most handsome man where you live?”
“Anyway, it’s good that you’ve regained your youth.”
The man changed the subject appropriately. Fortunately, Cheonmu-geuk didn’t ask for details.
It was not a good idea to chat with my disciple for a long time because my grandson was not in my arms.
Physical wounds could be treated with potions, but the remaining evil in the mind was not so easily cured.
‘Poor guy···.’
Cheonmu-geuk stroked his pale grandson’s cheek. The cheek was very cold. Cheonmu-geuk said to the elder.
“Let’s talk more later. I want to hurry and take this child back to the Heavenly Demon Sect. Is that okay?”
Cheonmu-geuk wanted to help his grandson control Simma as soon as possible.
The man nodded.
“Okay, Master, your work is done.”
“···Okay. Thank you very much.”
Cheonmu-geuk looked at the great man intently.
When I first met the great man, I was so surprised to learn that he was the descendant of the Emperor.
“At that time, I was a guy who had a lot of internal energy but was terrible at swordsmanship···.”
“Huh? Are you suddenly talking about the old days?”
“You punk. It hasn’t even been a few months.”
From then on, I became curious and followed him around for a few days, and soon decided to take him on as my disciple.
Half of the time, I hope that someone will fulfill the dreams of the greatest people in history and the world that I could not achieve.
And half of what he taught was to repay the debt he owed to the Emperor for his entire life.
‘And yet… Instead, you saved me, and you saved my grandson. And now you are trying to save the Cheonma Singyo.’
saver.
A name I read over and over again in the scriptures of the Cheonmasingyo religion.
But it was a being that even he himself hardly believed in.
A lie made up by Cheonma Jo-sa to give hope to the disciples who fell into a harsh environment.
The following was written in 『Cheonmabi-rok』 that Cheonmu-geuk saw.
-There is no such thing as a savior. We are just a tribe that lost a war and fled to another dimension…
‘You are wrong.’
If Cheonmu-geuk met Cheonma-josa, he would like to say this.
‘There is a savior. I have met the savior. The savior that the Cheonmasingyo has been waiting for is right in front of me.’
Cheonmu-geuk said with a big laugh.
“I’ll be in the investigation room for a while, so come see me when you’re done. I have something for you.”
“What are you going to give me? What is it?”
At the great man’s question, Cheonmu-geuk smiled meaningfully.
“Keep on going. You punk. It wouldn’t be fun if you knew in advance. Anyway, you can look forward to it.”
Cheonmu-geuk left those words behind and rose into the air.
“Then I will go first.”
WHEEK-!
As he watched his master’s figure disappear into thin air in an instant, the great man grumbled softly.
“Why aren’t you telling me? I’m just curious.”
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Daein sent word to the younger cult leader via telecommunications that Cheonmu-geuk had subdued and taken away the Cheonma cult leader.
[···Are you seriously injured anywhere?]
[There is no danger to life.]
The young sect leader seemed relieved by that fact alone. He sighed and said,
[I see. Then our school should retreat now.]
After a while, the troops of the Cheonmasin Sect began to retreat at the order of the sect leader.
In the absence of the leader, the orders of the junior leader (and the elders who fully supported him) were absolute.
The warriors of the Cheonghae Murim Alliance did not chase them.
Cheongun and Sogyoju talked through the communication channel.
[Be careful.]
[See you next time. Be sure to bring your badge then.]
[Oh, I said I’m your older brother···.]
The man who heard their conversation looked dumbfounded.
“When did these guys become so close?”
It wouldn’t hurt if the two became friends. They were the future leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult and the leader of the Martial Arts League.
“Then the issue of the Cheonmasingyo has been resolved···.”
This Jeongma War broke out after the Murim Alliance and the Cheonma Shingyo had been waiting and fighting each other for a long time.
In other words, it wasn’t something that would end with one side backing down.
The man spoke into the communicator.
“Cheongun. Where is the main force of the Murim Alliance now?”
[···They say the leader is two days away. Considering the time it took to receive the messenger, he must be less than a day away now.]
The leader of the martial arts world entrusted the Demon Destruction Corps to Daein and sent them to the Cheonghae branch first, while he gathered his troops and headed up with the main force.
“How many troops?”
[They said there were 30,000 in total.]
Within a day’s distance, 30,000 warriors led by the leader of the martial arts world were rushing to attack the Cheonma Shingyo.
“30,000… That’s less than I thought.”
The man intended to send them back.
< One is done > End
ⓒ Ganjjajang
