The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 469

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Chapter 469. To Uproot

 

 

Bang!

Il-no roughly slammed down on the desk.

His entire body trembled violently.

It was because of the message that had just arrived.

“Ha Mu-baek… why is this bastard suddenly popping up here…”

A grinding mutter.

Il-no glared at the message with bloodshot eyes.

Complete annihilation of jiangshi.

Six Guardian Deities defeated by Ha Mu-baek.

Dokgo Ya-pae retrieved the six Guardian Deities and disappeared.

Ha Mu-baek disappeared then reappeared.

This was the report densely written in the message.

He had sent all the jiangshi from Sanwol Demon Forest, yet they were completely annihilated.

Six Guardian Deities were there, yet they were defeated by Ha Mu-baek.

An impossible situation had occurred.

On top of that.

Even Dokgo Ya-pae, the First Guardian God, had lost contact.

The herb gatherers scattered throughout Sanwol Demon Forest had confirmed his appearance.

But his whereabouts after rescuing the six Guardian Deities who had fallen to Ha Mu-baek were unclear.

Ha Mu-baek, who had finished his energy circulation, disappeared somewhere, then returned exhausted and wounded.

The end of the message speculated that he might have fought a battle with Dokgo Ya-pae.

Il-no unconsciously gnawed at his fingernails.

It was originally a habit he never had.

But faced with a situation he couldn’t even imagine, he found himself acting this way without realizing it.

“The, the Sect Leader is…”

Il-no hurriedly tried to find the Sect Leader.

Just then.

“G-Grand Elder! This is terrible. The S-S-Sect Leader…”

At the sight of a subordinate running with a face pale as a sheet.

Il-no urgently asked.

“What happened to the Sect Leader?”

“You need to see for yourself.”

Following the subordinate’s guidance, he came to the entrance of the cave where the Sect Leader had holed up.

He had only heard reports about it.

This was his first time coming to such depths.

But.

“The entrance collapsed?”

Il-no looked incredulous.

Seeing that sight, he muttered.

“When the hell did this happen!!”

At Il-no’s furious question.

The warriors guarding the place said while prostrated flat on the ground.

“J-just now it suddenly collapsed with a tremendous roar.”

It had collapsed completely.

There wasn’t even a trace left.

If someone came here for the first time, it had disappeared so perfectly that they wouldn’t even know there had been a cave here.

Il-no gritted his teeth.

The Sect Leader had disappeared.

No, he was dead.

Buried in that deep cave, there was no way he could be alive.

‘The, the Blood Cult…’

Il-no turned away from that place and walked unsteadily.

His vision went dark.

With even the Sect Leader ending up like this.

What remained was.

The former Sect Leader.

Gae Hong-cheon.

Only he remained.

Il-no hurriedly headed to the secret chamber where Gae Hong-cheon was.

The Asura Blood Heaven Jiangshi on the verge of completion.

Il-no concentrated on the final work.

‘One part. Only one part remains.’

Il-no’s eyes blazed fiercely.

But he was extremely anxious.

Everything in Sanwol Demon Forest had been lost.

There was So Hwi-ung and the mysterious master of unknown identity.

But above all, Ha Mu-baek.

He had single-handedly defeated six Myeolcheon Gangsi.

According to the report’s contents.

Even though Guardian Deity Deung Ang-cheon had used the legendary Great Blood Technique.

Fear came rushing in.

Without realizing it, Il-no had been consumed by terror.

The flames of rage blazing in his eyes were flickering unsteadily.

 

***

 

Morning had dawned.

The forest air seeped refreshingly into his lungs.

Han Seol-bing, who had come out of the barracks, looked toward the center of Sanwol Demon Forest with curiosity.

“To feel such refreshment in this place…”

This had never happened before.

It wasn’t called Marim for nothing.

Perhaps it was because all the jiangshi had disappeared.

What a strange thing.

“Hm?”

Her senses detected the movement of numerous people.

Yang Bi-chang, who had left saying he would gather the Bongma Corps.

He was returning.

Bongma Corps members appearing in the wretched state of defeated soldiers.

Yang Bi-chang’s face, leading them at the front, was extremely grave.

He headed straight for the barracks where the Alliance Leader resided.

“What’s going on?”

Han Seol-bing, who had been tilting her head at that sight, soon lost interest.

He was the Vice Commander of Maengryong Corps.

There was no need for him to concern himself with Bongma Corps’ affairs.

So Hwi-ung greeted Yang Bi-chang who entered with a serious expression.

And together with Dam Mu-heun, he listened to his report.

Some jiangshi had appeared.

Collapsed the castle wall and emerged.

It had devoured the dantians of Bongma Corps members.

What a horrifying story this was.

What was strange was that as if it had targeted specific people, it persistently chased only a few and devoured them.

So Hwi-ung frowned.

Dam Mu-heun recalled when Dokgo Ya-pae first appeared in this place.

The place that bastard had rushed to first was.

Dam Mu-heun’s gaze turned toward Yang Bi-chang.

Yang Bi-chang.

It was him.

Perhaps sensing that Dam Mu-heun’s expression had changed.

So Hwi-ung asked Dam Mu-heun.

“Do you have some idea about something?”

“I have a feeling that Yang Vice-Leader might know the reason.”

Dam Mu-heun answered with a confident tone.

So Hwi-ung and Dam Mu-heun.

Under the gazes of these two people.

“Huu.”

Yang Bi-chang let out a deep sigh.

It was true that he had some suspicions as well.

After hearing all the names of those who had lost their dantians.

He couldn’t help but know.

They were those who had taken the spirit pills they had secretly created and had come to stand on their side.

There were also some who had been in this place.

Thanks to that, they had been able to avoid the disaster of having their dantians stolen.

Yang Bi-chang closed his eyes tightly.

And slowly told them what he knew.

 

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“What exactly was that jiangshi?”

Wi Ji-gun asked Ha Mu-baek.

Ha Mu-baek’s tent.

Many people had gathered.

Ha Seol-ran was there naturally, along with Wi Ji-gun, Gongsun Mu-oe, Ma Jin-gi, and Han Seol-bing.

And the Maengryong Corps Seventh Group.

Since all of them had come in, the not-small tent was filled with people.

“Myeolcheon Gangsi. The first time I saw this bastard was near the end of the last war.”

Han Seol-bing nodded.

She had been there at the time as well.

“It said it had a mission to protect the Blood Cult. Called itself Myeol-cheon.”

And Ha Mu-baek’s story continued.

The scene he had witnessed when chasing Dokgo Ya-pae.

What that bastard had done.

“It, it ate jiangshi…?”

Dang Jin-san muttered as if it was horrifying.

“To be precise, it was inner cores.”

Yeon Ha-min corrected the wrong fact with her usual indifferent voice.

“Those jiangshi bastards have something called inner cores?”

Dang Jin-san muttered as if he couldn’t believe it.

Since they hadn’t arrived at Bongma Corps yet.

They hadn’t received education about Blood Jiangshi inner cores.

Ha Mu-baek and Han Seol-bing hadn’t told them yet either.

Ha Mu-baek and Han Seol-bing had deliberately not told them because they contained all sorts of miscellaneous energies from the Blood Cult.

“Demon… That word perfectly describes this monster that goes against heaven.”

Wi Ji-gun closed his eyes and spoke calmly.

The story about the battle with that bastard that followed.

Was so surprising.

That the horrifying story they had heard earlier had already disappeared from their minds.

“Just how strong are you, Corps Leader?”

What everyone wanted to ask but couldn’t bring themselves to ask.

Dang Jin-san, true to his nature, just asked directly to his face.

“Just as you heard.”

When he had entered the tent yesterday and practiced qi circulation.

Though he had hoped, he didn’t enter the world of mental imagery again.

At Ha Mu-baek’s current level, that place was a wall.

“I can’t imagine it at all. It’s a story that exceeds the limits of my imagination.”

Dang Jin-san said while putting on airs.

Ha Mu-baek chuckled.

“If you’re curious, why don’t you follow along and see.”

Ha Mu-baek rose from his chair.

It was still early morning.

Smoke from cooking was rising from various places in the camp.

“To uproot them.”

Ha Mu-baek answered as he pushed aside the tent entrance and went out.

“What?”

“I said I’m going to uproot the Blood Cult.”

Ha Mu-baek’s gaze turned toward where the Blood Cult’s main branch was located.

“Huh?”

Dang Jin-san hesitated.

The atmosphere Ha Mu-baek was showing right now seemed like he would depart immediately.

“Elder Brother. Be careful.”

Ha Seol-ran had already heard about it the day before.

So she could only say that.

It wasn’t something she could dare to follow along with.

Ha Mu-baek glanced at Dang Jin-san.

“Ah, well. I think I can imagine it now. Instructor, no, Corps Leader! I’ll do my best to imagine with my imagination just how strong you are.”

Ha Mu-baek chuckled at his desperate hand-waving and kicked off the ground.

Swoosh!

He launched his body toward the Blood Cult’s main branch, cutting through the wind.

 

***

 

Yang Bi-chang was kneeling.

His entire body was already bound, and even his internal energy was sealed.

It couldn’t be helped.

Because he had committed sins.

This was the measure taken immediately after his story ended.

“Bind the rest as well.”

Those who had consumed the jiangshi’s inner cores.

At So Hwi-ung’s command, the Hocheondan members dragged Yang Bi-chang away.

“Hm?”

So Hwi-ung, who had been watching their movements, turned his gaze.

He sensed Ha Mu-baek leaving.

“Where is he going in such a hurry again…”

“He said he would uproot them.”

Already last night.

Dam Mu-heun, who had a brief meeting with Han Seol-bing, spoke.

“Uproot them…”

So Hwi-ung muttered quietly.

“Mu-baek. That fellow might be able to do it. We couldn’t do something so simple back then. Instead we created such abominations…”

His voice carried deep regret as he muttered while looking at Sanwol Great Wall.

“No one could have done it at that time. The Dan-ju, no, the Corps Leader simply became a monster.”

His face looked somewhat sickened.

At those words, So Hwi-ung gave a bitter smile.

“A monster… That’s right. He’s a monster. That friend.”

Many emotions were contained within.

‘I thought I had caught up to some degree.’

So Hwi-ung placed his hand on his Mukgeum Divine Sword.

Sanwol Demon Forest.

Blood Cult.

One of the Jeongcheon Alliance’s headaches would soon be resolved.

Not by his own hand, but by Ha Mu-baek’s.

‘When I return to the Alliance, I should enter seclusion.’

The destruction of Sanwol Demon Forest.

The aftermath would be considerable.

Since political interests were also entangled in this matter.

It was obvious that the Righteous Path Association wouldn’t stay quiet.

Still, it was fortunate.

Yang Bi-chang.

That bastard was alive.

If he handed over that bastard’s custody to Gongsun Dan-gyeong, the Righteous Path Association’s matters would be handled accordingly.

He would pass the troublesome matters to Gongsun Dan-gyeong.

He only wanted to focus on training.

‘Come to think of it.’

When that jiangshi Ha Mu-baek called Dokgo Ya-pae first appeared here.

The first person it targeted was Yang Bi-chang.

He was able to survive because Ha Mu-baek’s Master, Wi Ji-gun, blocked that attack.

“I owe a debt to both master and disciple.”

So Hwi-ung’s quiet murmur.

Dam Mu-heun guessed the meaning but said nothing.

 

***

 

A herb gatherer observed Ha Mu-baek’s group’s camp from afar.

His appearance was disheveled.

It was because he had traveled to the place where Ha Mu-baek had fought Dokgo Ya-pae.

Thanks to that, two horses had died from exhaustion.

Still, it had been worthwhile.

He could estimate just how much of a monster Ha Mu-baek currently was.

‘Even the Blood Demon who unleashed the Blood Heaven Death Spirit Soul Return Great Blood Technique couldn’t withstand him…’

His face was serious.

In his eyes, he could see Ha Mu-baek’s retreating figure leaving the camp in the distance.

The destination was obvious.

In Sanwol Demon Forest where the jiangshi had disappeared, there was only one place Ha Mu-baek could go.

“Tsk. It seems the main branch’s underground has been discovered too.”

The place at the end of the straight path Ha Mu-baek was taking was the cult’s main branch.

“Senior Brother. You worked hard. However, Senior Brother’s method was wrong. I will wait for a better time.”

The herb gatherer who muttered this looked at the camp once more.

There were those watching Ha Mu-baek’s departing figure.

The herb gatherer’s eyes were fixed on one among them.

Nak U-jin’s back.

After watching for a moment like this.

He soon turned and left Sanwol Demon Forest.

This place would no longer be a demon forest.

He had to find another demon forest land.

The final stages of the Murim Great War.

The day the cult collapsed.

He who had made a different choice from Il-no, his Great Senior Brother.

Once again confirming that his choice had been right, he quickened his pace.

 

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