◈ Episode 25. The Three Evils of the World
The moment the swords of Yeon-seon-jeong and Hyeol-cheon-sura brushed against each other, the leaders of the Gwang-ryong-dae shouted.
“The villain is the man in black!”
The unmanned soldiers, who had not heard anything, looked momentarily bewildered, but soon came to their senses and followed the leaders.
Only then did Hyeolcheonsu realize that he had fallen into a trap and gritted his teeth.
“How dare you bastards!”
I did drink a little bit of poison, but it wasn’t serious because I was wearing a mask.
As I drew up my entire body’s internal energy, energy like an active volcano spread out in all directions.
Bloodshot eyes of Hyeolcheonsura flowed out in streams.
“You will regret being alive.”
Only then did Danryehwa realize who her opponent was.
‘Bloodstream water, evil spirit.’
I was secretly disappointed that he wasn’t the King of the Unseen Mountains, but now was not the time to be concerned about such things.
Slurp.
The Lion Sword, which he had inherited from his master, glowed with the soft moonlight, along with a cool metallic sound.
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When the battle of Gwanjemyo began, Jinmu-rip arrived at Baekha Village.
‘I guess it’s started.’
There are bound to be variables in plans, but I have faith that they will do well.
The peak of the mountain behind Baekha Village.
Jinmu-rip, who had risen above the high tree branches, looked around with narrowed eyes.
‘Where are you?’
Jinmu Rip’s true identity is the leader of the world’s bandits and the lord of the heavens, King Mu-myeon.
Moreover, he is proud to say that he knows the mountains better than anyone else, having followed his father, a hunter, since he could walk.
Jinmu Rip jumped down with his head full of the surrounding terrain.
‘Unless you’re an idiot, you’d probably want to hide underground.’
If it is underground or a cave where yin energy flows, there is no way that Jinmu Rip, who was born with the body of yin energy, would not find it.
When we passed the two ridges and reached the northern slope where the sun did not shine, the yin energy of the Heavenly Sound Body finally responded to the yin energy that was even stronger than that of other places.
There is a deep cave somewhere around here.
Jinmu-rip slowed down and slowly but surely looked around, moving his feet in the direction his body led him.
About an hour had passed since then.
Jinmu-rip, who arrived at the slope of a cliff about five meters high, discovered an entrance in a crevice between the rocks that was barely large enough for one person to pass through.
‘Anyway, they say that those who are dirty always make their hideouts in caves.’
Building a house in the mountains takes time and is quickly exposed.
However, since it is difficult to hide in a private house, they find a suitable cave and hide there.
Jinmu-rip, leaning back against the entrance, sensed the flow of wind.
‘Is this the only entrance?’
This seemed to be the only passageway, as there was no wind blowing from inside.
Jinmu-rip took careful steps.
As we walked about one jang in the darkness, the passage gradually became wider.
Jinmu-rip, who was moving forward slowly and very slowly, felt something indescribable in the heavy silence.
‘watering!’
The moment the thought ended, Jinmu-rip’s new form slid backwards.
Just in time, a bang! Sparks flew from the cave wall.
If I had been just a little bit later, blood would have been spurting from his neck instead of sparks flying against the wall.
[Who are you?]
A sound that permeates the ears rather than audible sounds.
Although it is not possible to completely hide your energy by speaking, it is much more secretive than speaking with your voice.
One of the characteristics of a killer is that he is extremely reluctant to expose his location.
Jinmu Rip’s hand touched the silver sword.
‘Did they remain here? Or were there more than one?’
Jin Mu-rip, who did not know the situation at the control tomb, could not help but think that way.
But what’s important now is the enemy in front of you.
Besides, if the other person is a killer, nothing could be more welcome than this.
‘Hoo hoo hoo.’
Jinmu-rip’s new form, which had swallowed its laughter, melted into the darkness.
The mind of Jo Yang, the murderer in the dark and one of the three evil spirits of the world, the night murderer, became complicated.
‘You think I can’t read your presence?’
The soul-destroying technique of the Eumya Salgwi is so excellent that it was able to assassinate even the Dead Sea Sword’s Cheok Gwanghyeon, one of the Seven Great Swords of the Murim.
However, the Palcheonyeongsingong (八天映神功) that Jinmurip learned is a martial art that is a compilation of the divine arts of the Eight Emperors that ruled the martial arts world.
Among them, the Yin-Hon-Gwi-Yeong-Gong of the Murder Emperor is a divine skill that has put all the Murderers of the world under his feet.
Although there were limits to how far I could go with my limited skills, I was confident that I could pull off a showdown in a narrow space in the dark.
‘Wait.’
Jinmu-rip, who hid his body, endured.
Even the New Sword is ultimately used by humans, so in a duel between two assassins who can inflict fatal wounds with a single blow, you cannot let your guard down.
The night elf bit his lip slightly.
‘What on earth is your identity?’
This situation was disconcerting, as he had never once given up the upper hand in long-term killing techniques.
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The emotional turmoil soon manifested itself outwardly.
The slightest trembling of the air touches the fluff.
Jinmu-rip didn’t miss it.
With a sound, the hidden energy that seemed to be dead suddenly rose to the level of the eight pulses.
Crunch!
Blood is spurting.
In the pitch-black darkness, a silent blow passed by his shoulder, but the evil spirit did not open its mouth.
If you make a sound, it’s not your shoulders but your neck that’s next.
‘Calm down. Calm down!’
After coming to his senses while repeating to himself, Yin Ya Sal Gwi chose to hide out of habit instead of fighting back.
That was the catch.
Jinmu Rip’s sense of smell did not miss the scent of blood floating in the air.
The bastard Salsu was so flustered that he even made footsteps.
The moment a thud was heard, a black light flashed and my thigh split open.
“Huh!”
Drops of blood scatter along with the groans of the horse.
The short sword of the evil spirit that he swung reflexively cut through the air.
Jinmu-rip rushed towards his injured and dulled opponent, grabbed him by the collar and struck him in the face with his knee.
“Ugh!”
I felt like I was going to throw up the dumplings I had eaten yesterday as I was out of breath.
Jinmu Rip instantly subdued his opponent’s demonic power and escaped the cave.
A cool night breeze blew, but it could not shake off the excited cold sweat of the night elf.
“nice······.”
“If you don’t want to die, keep your mouth shut.”
As the cold threat woke him up, Yin Ya Sal Gwi bit his lip.
Even more humiliating than the humiliation of defeat was the fact that he had completely lost in his long-term killing technique.
Chimi is so humiliated that she almost sheds tears.
Jinmu-rip, who had moved to the top of the cliff, threw the Eumya Salgwi to the ground.
“Ugh······.”
As his groans grew louder, Jinmu-rip took a prick at his aching spot.
“If you want to speak, blink sixteen times. Otherwise, just blink.”
Jinmu Rip snatched the sword from his hand and stabbed it into his thigh.
The eyes of the night owl were wide open as if they were going to pop out.
Jinmu-rip smiled as if he was enjoying it and held up his arm in front of his eyes.
“Let’s see how tough the shell is.”
The short sword that touched my forearm slowly began to dig into my skin, drawing a clear line of blood.
‘This crazy guy! Kyaaah!’
The tragic sight of flesh being torn apart right before his eyes. Eumya Salgwi finally couldn’t bear it anymore and began to blink.
“Seventeen times. Was my effort not enough?”
When Jinmu-rip met his mad smile, Eumya Salgwi wanted to die instead.
How can you count to sixteen when your arm is about to be cut off?
Jinmu Rip’s eyes widened as he moved his sword.
“Oh, I’m going to get cut off like this.”
The terrified Yin Ya Sal Gwi blinked his eyes sixteen times with all his might.
Jinmu-rip nodded with satisfaction and relieved his pain.
“If you make loud noises, you die.”
“Ah, ah, I see.”
“I haven’t come to my senses yet.”
As Jinmu-rip’s hand tried to touch Ah-hyeol again, Eum-ya-sal-gwi urgently changed his words.
“All right.”
“I am enough for a spoiled brat in this world. Then I begin to ask the question. Who are you?”
“It’s Jo Yang.”
“Jo-yang?”
The evil spirit that had been rolling its eyes here and there spoke again.
“It is also called the night devil.”
A strange sight appeared in Jinmu-rip’s eyes.
“You’re one of the three evil men in the world?”
I didn’t even think about it because I caught it so easily.
However, it was because he did not get along well with Jinmu Rip, and was flustered because he had given up the upper hand in killing techniques for the first time in his life.
Eumyasalgui said, suppressing his sorrowful feelings.
“yes.”
“Well, let’s leave that aside. Where are the head of the household and the kidnappers?”
“Everyone is in the cave.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. Yes. I’m healthy, just with my history blocked.”
“Are you the only one who planned this?”
“Oh, no. I arrived today. Everything that happened here was planned by Hyeoncheonsura alone.”
A small wrinkle appeared between Jinmu-rip’s eyebrows and then disappeared.
“I guess it’s strange. I’ve never heard of you guys running around in groups or coveting money. Why on earth did you ask for money?”
After a brief moment of hesitation, Eumyasalgui opened his mouth.
“The two of us have too many enemies. We wanted to join hands and create a force to escape the life of being chased.”
Building a force is not something that can be done overnight and it requires a lot of money.
Jinmu Rip, who had confirmed their intentions, asked again.
“Could it be that the mad horse is also part of it?”
“I’ve never even seen that guy.”
“I’m saying that it’s just you and Bloodthirsty Sura.”
“Yes, he just went to the market to get the money.”
If everything that Eumya Salgui said is true, then it is certain that he went to the government tomb called Hyeolcheonsu.
I figured out everything there was to figure out.
Jinmu-rip, who was about to cut off the windpipe, stopped.
‘Wait a minute, if this whole thing was planned by Hyeoncheonsura, then he must have done the same thing somewhere else?’
As Jinmu-rip began to search the body, Eumya Salgwi’s eyebrows twitched.
‘What the heck. Where did this guy come from?’
Jinmu-rip took out a small pouch from inside his chest and checked the inside.
“Huh, three million silver coins? Where did you get this?”
“······This is the Bukcheon Do-mun (Northern River Sword Gate).”
I’ve heard of it.
The Bukcheon Domun, located between Seongdo and Junggyeong, was a small and medium-sized sect slightly larger than Jeonggajang.
It may be better than Jeong Ga-jang’s situation, but it is impossible for them to prepare three million won in silver.
‘It would be better to be torn apart.’
He probably emptied his house and begged for money here and there.
When Jinmu-rip took the money, Eumya Salgwi held back tears.
“Can I ask you something?”
“what?”
“I want to know who I lost to.”
If someone had subdued himself through murder, he would at least not be an unknown soldier, so this question was the true intention of the evil spirit.
“hmm.”
Jinmu-rip, who had been staring into space, opened his mouth with a grin.
[The world calls me a three-headed, six-legged monster.]
The eyes of the night owl opened wide.
The hottest topic in the martial arts world right now is the Heavenly Lord of the Heavens.
Moreover, he is a mysterious master who is among the top 10 masters but no one has ever seen him before.
“No, no······.”
Before he could finish speaking, Jinmu Rip stabbed his sword into his chest.
“Ugh!”
Jinmu-rip’s smile turned bitter.
“You’ve lived happily ever after, doing everything you wanted to do. You should pay the price for your sins. Do you want me to continue living without a conscience?”
Only the woman raped by the evil spirit of the night is more courageous.
Not only did he never promise to spare my life, but he is not a kind person enough to keep a promise to a guy like that.
The truth contained in the eyes of the evil spirit is gradually becoming cloudy.
He poured out his last strength and left a will.
“Dog······ pup······.”
“Are you the only one who’s going to do it? You stupid punk.”
As he pulled out his sword with firm words, red blood gushed out.
Jinmu Rip placed both hands on the chest of the dead Eumya Salgwi.
The energy that surged from the dantian poured into the long heart, and an eerie red flame engulfed the body.
“It’s hell fire.”
Jinmu-rip turned around with cold eyes and checked his body.
The energy of extreme yin and yang.
Those guys who always tried to eat each other after using martial arts were unusually quiet today.
He was in much better condition than when he last fought Jongbiwoong.
‘Is this acceptable now?’
Jinmu-rip smiled and hurried to the cave.
“Judae! Answer me!”
After hearing the sound of a horn, Yudae, who had been holding his breath and concentrating on his hearing, suddenly woke up at the sound of a voice.
‘Is this voice the little prince?’
In that case, the sound of metal being rustled just now must have been the sound of Jinmu-rip fighting that guy.
‘Wait a minute, if I hear the voice of the young prince, does that mean you’ve subdued him?’
Although Yudae had vaguely anticipated Jinmu Rip’s strength, he never thought that he would surpass the Three Evils of the World.
Who is above the three evils of the world?
He is a master who ranks at the top among the Seven Great Masters of the Murim, and one of the ten greatest masters in the world.
‘The little prince was really that skilled?’
Jinmu-rip’s voice was heard again by Yu Dae-ha, who was shivering without realizing it.
“Judae! Are you dead?”
He shouted, shaking the iron bars.
“Who dies? Here! Here!”
It was the first time I had heard Jinmu Rip’s voice so welcome.
