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It is a martial arts sect founded in Hwangcheon-hyeon by Jeon Gwang-do Oh Il-sik, who was active in Henan Province five years ago.
It is said that because he was more famous as a bodyguard than a warrior, he started as a military officer, but at some point changed his name to a sect as many aspiring bodyguards joined.
“What about Denggohyeon?”
The others also ate the Blood Explosion Pill, but Deung Go-hyeon was the only one who turned into a demon.
I stopped them from eating the Sleeping Blood Pill and waited for a long time, but after that, no warrior of the Lantern Gate turned into a demon.
Then that implies there is something special only to Deunggohyeon.
Deung Go-hyeon was a disciple whom Oh Il-sik had been taking with him from the beginning.
“From the beginning?”
“Yes. I heard that he took in a child who had lost his parents and been left all alone while on a royal escort trip. That is why it is said that Oh Il-sik cherished him especially.”
“Is it true that Oh Il-sik was a disciple of the Seokga sect in Cheongseong?”
Poison Fang Sword nodded.
“It is true that I am a disciple of Punghyangmun. I wasn’t particularly famous when I used a sword, but I earned the nickname Jeongwangdo after wielding a saber.”
In that case, did he start wielding the Tao after acquiring demonic powers?
At first, I suspected that something might have changed because of me.
However, after hearing the story, that wasn’t the case either.
I heard that Oil-sik was already active as Jeon Gwang-do before I regressed.
This is where things start to get complicated.
“Nowhere in any of the Murim Alliance reports I have seen was there any mention of anyone in the White Path faction having mastered demonic arts. ‘Did they not know? Or were they hiding it?’ If I’m lucky, it’s just some guy who happened to learn demonic arts and was unlucky enough to run into me, but if I’m unlucky… ‘The mere thought is terrifying.’ As if getting thrashed by the Demonic Cult in the Great War against the Righteous and Demonic Sect wasn’t bad enough, to think there was a demon hiding within our ranks.”
But what’s confusing is that Deng Guxian didn’t seem to realize he had mastered demonic magic.
What on earth is going on?
I have arrived.
As I looked up at Dokageom’s words, a splendid signboard caught my eye. ‘Jeondeungmun.’ Had they heard the news that Denggohyeon had been defeated?
The main gate is wide open, and armed warriors are lined up.
As I tried to go inside, the Poison Fang Sword grabbed me.
“Oh, are you planning to go in alone?”
But why has he been using honorifics since earlier?
I slapped his hand away and said.
“Then shall I lead the Dokkamundo in?”
“……!”
What’s wrong with him? Why is he acting like this?
I merely answered a trivial question, but for some reason, this hideous-looking guy wore a moved expression.
I, I will be with you.
“Whatever.”
As I walked through the lighted doors aligned on both sides and stepped inside, a middle-aged man sitting on a chair on a platform stared at the Poison Fang Sword with an indifferent gaze.
“What happened to Hyun…?”
“Hehe. What do you think happened?”
Dok-a-geom answered in a somewhat villainous tone.
A middle-aged man… that is, someone presumed to be Oil-sik, frowned.
“Did Hyun die?”
A look of complete surprise.
Only then did Oil-sik turn his head and look at me.
“……
So, Hyun’s death wasn’t because of the Poison Fang Sword.
Oil-sik’s face, somehow devoid of any emotion other than annoyance despite hearing the news that his beloved disciple had died.
“Who are you?”
The moment I saw Oil-sik’s expression, I was convinced.
I am Jin So-un.
That he knows about the Demonic Arts.#“If it is Jin So-woon……. You mean the Black Flame Dragon Jin So-woon?”
Oil-sik continued his questioning without ever relaxing his brow.
“I was sure I heard you were the top student at the Murim Academy. How is he with those Black Sect members? Is he really colluding with them?”
I first grabbed the bow.
“First of all, there is something I would like to ask the Sect Leader.”
“Moon-ju-ra……. Are you paying your respects while glaring at me as if you want to kill me?”
Please excuse the look in my eyes. I can’t control my emotions right now.
As expected, an expression that showed not the slightest hint of disarray.
“Right, what is the question to ask at this critical moment?”
I stared straight into his eyes.
“Did you really send Deng Gaoxian to the Poisonous Whale Sect because you were convinced he would win?”
The faintly spreading killing intent of the oil indicates that his skill surpasses that of the Poison Fang Sword.
Someone like Oil-sik would have had the discernment to gauge the level of Dok-a-geom and Deung-go-hyeon.
Nevertheless, it was difficult to understand why Denggohyeon was sent to Dokamun with only a small number of personnel mobilized.
“I didn’t send him. Hyun went on his own.”
You just let a kid you took in like your own child go into their death?
Are you trying to get away like this?
“Even though you knew Denggohyeon would die?”
“Is Hyun… dead?”
“yes.”
“Did you kill him?”
Oil-sik’s gaze turned fierce for the first time.
“You’ll have to answer carefully. It may not be direct, but I am holding a connection to Cheongseong.”
It is hard to believe.
If we’re talking about the secular family of the Cheongseong Sect, then they’re practically strangers.
However, his only redeeming quality must be that, one way or another, he is connected to Cheongseong.
Whether I have a connection with Cheongseong or not, I am certain of it right now.
“Well, Master, you will have to answer carefully.”
His expression is finally relaxing a little.
“I saw something unusual about Denggohyeon.”
Oil-sik knew.
That Deng Gaoxian, who has mastered demonic magic, would never lose to Poison Fang Sword.
That is probably why they didn’t stop him even though he was going into a death trap.
What he couldn’t predict was… … .
Something unusual?
It is precisely the existence of me.
“Let me ask one more thing. Did you happen to pass on the martial arts you taught Deng Gaoxian to others as well?”
For a moment, I noticed the corners of Oil-sik’s eyes trembling slightly.
“What… what is that sound?”
The fact that they didn’t stop the incompetent Denggohyeon from storming the Poisonous Whistle Sect surely means they trusted him for something, doesn’t it?
I spoke softly, without taking my eyes off Oil-sik.
Is it demonic magic?
“…….”
There was no change in Oil-sik’s expression.
A heavy silence continued for quite a while.
and.
Haha!
Oil-sik smiled for the first time.
The eyes had a dry smile that did not smile.
“They said that the cunning of this kid Jin So-un rivals that of a seasoned dark sect member, earning him the nickname ‘Black Flame Dragon,’ and it turns out that was true…”
“Shut up!”
Just then, Poison Fang Sword suddenly let out a loud scream.
The Black Flame Dragon is not that kind of person!
Who are you to suddenly step in…?
As I pushed him back in disbelief, Poison Fang Sword retreated, panting heavily.
Oil-sik speaks again.
“So… do you intend to cover up Denggohyeon’s death with a golden sledge?”
He speaks as if he sees right through the opponent’s moves.
“Being the top student at Murim Academy wasn’t just luck. Should I really call him brilliant?”
His praise was not very pleasant.
“But… do you really think that will work?”
“Since evidence has already emerged from Denggohyeon, please put my safety at ease. Let me speak of the Sect Leader. How did you master the Demonic Arts?”
“How ridiculous. To think that the pillar supporting the White Path of Martial Arts would do nothing but cover up his own flaws with a frame-up.”
You don’t seem to have any intention of talking.
I reached out my hand to the Poison Fang Sword standing behind me.
“yes?”
Seriously, why are you so clueless?
“Give me the remaining Blood-Explosion Pills.”
“Ah, yes. Please speak.”
Why is this bastard’s tongue so long?
I showed the Blood-Explosion Pill I had been handed to Oil-sik and made a request.
“Would you please try this?”
Every single thing you do is ridiculous.
Oil-sik, letting out a mocking laugh, gets up.
“Did you all hear? That man intends to frame our Jeondeungmun and wipe out our clan.”
Then.
Chae chae chae chae chae chae chae chaeng!
The lighthouse gate is eternal!
The disciples of the Jeondeungmun on both sides drew their swords in unison.
At the fierce atmosphere, Poison Fang Sword stomps his feet behind me.
“Hmph, Young Master Black Flame Dragon. What shall we do now?”
What can I do? I have to handle it step by step.
Srrrr.
As I drew the Red Light Sword, the Poison Fang Sword’s face turned pale. #Chaechaechaechaeng!
Sparks fly as the sword and blade clash.
One would expect their hands to hurt, but the disciples show absolutely no sign of it.
“Die!”
I extended my foot at the one charging at me, radiating a murderous aura.
puck!
Two people rushed to catch the one flying like a cannonball, even the lamp door.
Perhaps because they had put so much internal energy into it, they couldn’t hold on and the three of them were slammed into the wall side by side.
That’s tear-jerking camaraderie.
Since it was not yet known who had mastered the demonic arts, I turned the blade.
However, that did not mean the situation had become unfavorable.
Because sometimes the blade surface can hurt more than the edge.
Swish, swish!
The disciples of the Electric Gate collapse, clutching their wounds as if struck by a sharp whip.
“Gather everyone!”
Eventually, they formed a team and began to attack.
The shape follows that of Cheongseong, but it is slightly different.
Cheongseong’s sword technique is characterized by being as free as the wind flowing through the Cheongseong School, and this seems to have a slightly clearer purpose.
It looked less like a sword balanced in offense and defense, and more like one focused on offense even at the cost of sacrifice. ‘A sword created with sacrifice in mind from the start…’ I wondered if such a sword would actually function properly, though.
“Aargh! The Electric Gate is eternal!”
Seeing the Jeondeungmundo throwing themselves for the sake of others, it seemed to be functioning properly. ‘At least it’s better than the Black Sword made up of riffraff.’ By the time I had neutralized nearly twenty Jeondeungmundo like that.
Suddenly, I felt something strange. ‘Why aren’t they feeling fear?’ Wondering if it was because they hadn’t seen blood, I deliberately sharpened my edge and attacked.
Whoosh!
Attacks that were not serious injuries, but were certainly life-threatening.
The marble flooring under the lighthouse quickly turned to blood.
however.
“That electric door is eternal!”
Even the one who collapses.
Even those who raise their swords while watching the one fall show absolutely no intention of retreating.
“But why do they keep shouting that fucking slogan? How strange.” People commonly think that mastering martial arts makes them fearless, but the truth is the exact opposite.
Once you realize the level of your own power, the martial arts world is bound to feel even more harsh and terrifying.
However, the disciples of the Electric Light Gate did not have that.
Feeling something strange, I looked at Oil-sik, and he opened his mouth with a still emotionless gaze.
Seeing that you are not using lethal herbs, it seems you are afraid of the consequences.
That bastard.
I kicked off the floor and ran straight to Oil-sik.
“What are you talking about!”
Tsutsutsu.
Wasn’t Oil-sik’s new model standing among the disciples before anyone realized it?
“Although I haven’t made a name for myself through military force, I am confident in my feet.”
This bastard.
I immediately stepped on the Taeeulpalmansinbo.
Tsutsutsu!
Five illusions remained and chased the guy straight away.
While the Lantern Sect members were swinging their swords at the illusion, the moment I approached within close range and swung the Red Light Sword at him.
“Gasp!”
The guy grabbed Mundo by the hair and thrust it out to defend against the Red Light Sword.
Mundo, having taken the blade of the Red Light Sword to the head, rolled his eyes and fainted.
“Uh, the electric lamp door…… eternity…….”
Meanwhile, Oil-sik poked his head out from the opposite side.
“Damn it… another noble disciple has fallen. At this rate, the Jeondeung Sect is going to be wiped out.”
With Oil-sik’s shout that sounded like a monologue, the disciples of Jeondeungmun began to simultaneously draw single-shot pills from their bosoms.
“crazy…….”
Then, without hesitation, he devours the Blood Explosion Pill.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff!
As the sound of martial arts uniforms swelling was heard from all directions, those emitting white steam began to rush in desperately.
Shouting that fucking slogan. #He looks quite different from when he was in Dokamun.
At Dokamun, they clearly recognized the limits of Baekchosik themselves and attacked while adjusting.
“Aaaargh!”
“asleep!”
The Jeondeungmun guys were charging in like madmen, completely disregarding their own safety.
Pow! Pow pow!
However, those who ate the Blood-Explosion Pill repeatedly wiped their mouths and stood up again.
This time, I put more force into it and broke the arms and legs.
Bang! Bang!
“Hey, the light door!!!”
But instead of screaming, he tries to get up again while shouting shitty slogans.
Fuck, seriously… … .
The difference in physical strength is obvious, but that tenacity gives me goosebumps.
They are desperate.
As if sacrificing one’s body to protect something more precious than one’s own life… ‘Protect?’ I met the gaze of Oh Il-sik, who was standing tall among the disciples with a carefree expression.
The guy smiled.
“Why? Are you a little scared now?”
He strokes the head of one of his own doormen and asks me.
“Can you kill Baek Do-in, who possesses such a noble spirit?”
The guy said those words and hid himself among the disciples.
The moment I spread my senses to find him.
“Aaaargh!”
One of the lanterns rushed toward me as if prepared to die together with me.
The moment he throws a punch after dodging the disciple’s sword.
Phew!
Suddenly, the sword burst out, piercing through Mundo’s stomach.
Because I twisted my body just barely, I wasn’t injured, but the hem of my clothes was torn long.
What followed was even more surprising.
“Cough! Th-that electric door is eternal……”
all!”
Mundo, whose stomach had been pierced, suddenly opened his eyes wide and swung the sword in his hand once again.
“You bastard!” He forcibly let go of the sword that was striking his head as if to split it open, and rolled on the floor.
A dry voice heard from above.
“To think the top student of the Murim Academy is Naryeo Tagon… The world is coming to an end.”
I looked up.
Oil-sik, who had taken the sword out of Mun-do’s stomach, was shaking his head.
He doesn’t even give a glance to the fallen disciple.
Mundo, who met his death at the hands of Munju, gazed earnestly at Oh Il-sik as if he were obeying his master even at the moment of his death.
“How about it? Why don’t you quietly go back now and live your daily life?”
“under…….”
This is ridiculous.
That footwork that darted through the gates.
An action that does not care at all about sacrificing a comrade’s life for the sake of the goal.
Even without looking at the black eyes, the enjoyment is certain.
Proof that the guy is a Mine.
You showed me Mine right in front of my eyes and told me to go back?
I’m sorry, but I have no intention of doing that.
I crushed the Blood Explosion Pill I was holding in my hand.
The Blood-Explosion Pill, which had been clumped together into a single pill, turned into powder and scattered onto the floor.
“Right. That’s a good idea.”
Whether abandoning the Blood Explosion Sect meant something different to him, he flashed a wide smile.
I smiled at him too.
“Idiot. You’re just messing around.”
huh?”
I just threw it away because I didn’t need it anymore.
That’s a decent expression to look at now.
I was disgusted by how you’ve been acting so nonchalant all this time.
Now that it has been confirmed to be a mine, no further evidence is needed.
“What is that…….”
I lunged at him immediately.
Ten people blocked my way with their whole bodies, but so what?
Pow pow!
With the sound of the air bursting, the ten men who had rushed in flew away like artillery shells.
I don’t know what he had done, but the disciples of Jeondeungmun cherished Oil-sik more than their own lives.
It is unfortunate, but this is not the time to worry about these guys’ safety.
If we miss the oil-based method here, there will be more victims.
Now that the bolt was unlocked, there was no need to hesitate.
“Ugh!”
Mundo, whose wrist was severed, screams as he looks at his wrist gushing out a fountain of blood.
Still, I don’t shout that shitty slogan anymore.
Oil-sik’s panicked voice is heard from the front.
“Can you take responsibility for doing something like this!”
Right. Maybe it will become a problem in the future. We might end up at odds with the Cheongseong faction.
But so what?
No matter the cost, it would be better than letting Mine escape here.
“So what, you idiot!”
Pow pow pow!
He knocked out three people at once with a single blow and got within striking distance of the guy.
Oil-sik finally wiped the relaxed smile from his face and recoiled with a stern expression.
I shot the ocean gun straight toward where the guy was going to appear.
Three of the electric lights were swept away by the tension and flew away, and Oil-sik, who had sent the new model flying, also rolled on the floor.
“Uh, how!”
“The footwork you use is the Silver Demon Form. The Silver Demon Form is designed to occupy the six directions on the fifth step.”
Just as the guy was about to say something, I shot a Flying Dragon and wrapped it around his neck.
And then, he immediately swung the Red Light Sword and cut off the guy’s right arm.
“Now. Never reveal your demonic powers! That way, I’ll be in a difficult situation after you die. Understand?”
Now, wait a moment!
The man being strangled turned bright red.
At the same time, as the blood rushed to one side, a fountain of blood gushed out from the severed shoulder.
“Oh dear… I’m left with only one hand. I wonder if I’ll be called the Eagle Demon from now on?”
“Burp!”
Just as he was gasping for breath, Oil-sik’s eyes finally turned black like obsidian.
Storm-like energy waves spewed from the guy’s body, and his body trembled.
I performed the Thousand-Pound Strike and put weight on the guy’s body.
The guy, who had seemed to catch his breath for a moment, had his eyelids flutter again as if he were suffocating.
Meanwhile, the Jeondeungmundo were all leaping toward this side.
Charrrrr.
I immediately unleashed the Great Heaven Sword Technique and severed the wrists and forearms of the Jeondeung sect members one by one.
Blood splatters from all directions and screams fill the lighthouse door.
Now it’s time to drive in the wedge.
“Poison Fang Sword!”
“Yes, yes!”
Stop them!
“yes?!”
On one side of Jeondeungmun, Dokageom, who had been fighting four Jeondeungmundo, began to run toward this side against his will.
I severed the tendons in both of Oil-sik’s ankles and punched him in the lower abdomen.
pop!
A popping sound echoed from Oil-sik’s abdomen, and Oil-sik vomited out a bucketful of blood.
Then, after releasing the Flying Dragon Bird a little, he spoke to the guy.
“I lost my martial arts, but I can still live. Tell me. Where did you obtain the demonic arts?”
As the Flying Dragon Bird releases and his breathing returns, Oil-sik lets out a rough sigh.
Crack!
I smashed the guy’s kneecap and asked again.
“Oil-sik! Where did you get that demonic power!”
At that moment, the guy’s body trembled.
mama……
luck.”
Mabok? Was there a region called Mabok?
“what?”
The guy’s eyes returned to their original state.
His entire eyeballs are bright red, probably because the blood vessels burst from being strangled.
Heavenly Horse……
“The Second Coming of God!”
Crunch.
Along with the guy’s shout, the sound of something breaking was heard from his mouth, and smoke rose.
I quickly tried putting my hand into his mouth, but I had no choice but to pull it out because of the burning sensation.
In that short time, part of the skin had peeled off.
And then, fire began to engulf Oil-sik’s entire body.
“Fuck…….”
The demon fire that we saw so often in the War of Righteousness and Demons
was.
