The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 482

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Chapter 482. There’s Something

 

 

“Huh.”

Won Pyeong-sam let out a sigh.

It was because of the wretched state of the person before his eyes.

Both arms and one leg were missing.

Yeong So-hyang simply stood quietly behind him.

The Strange Person missing both arms and one leg was streaming killing intent from both eyes.

From his body.

Poison energy began to slowly flow out.

Won Pyeong-sam immediately noticed this sign.

“Stop breathing.”

He briefly told Yeong So-hyang and stopped his own breathing as well.

He circulated his internal energy to resist the poison energy.

Since he was said to be the owner of the Poison Well.

He could predict how terrible that poison would be.

The poison energy that penetrated Won Pyeong-sam’s skin after he stopped breathing wasn’t as terrible as expected.

Of course it was powerful poison energy.

But it wasn’t to the degree that made him think it was poison from the Poison Well.

The reason was something else.

The final strike that Ha Mu-baek had delivered.

It wasn’t just the remaining one arm and one leg that were lost.

His dantian had also been damaged, and he was currently using all his internal energy and poison energy to recover the lost arms and legs.

That’s why the poison energy couldn’t display its full power.

And why Won Pyeong-sam thought the poison energy was weaker than expected.

‘As expected…’

Seeing his opponent withstand his poison energy, Myo Gu-eung gritted his teeth.

The first thing to do was recover his internal energy.

And what he had to do with that recovered internal energy was heal his injured dantian and restore his severed arms and legs.

The idea of severed arms and legs recovering was absurd.

But Narak said it was possible.

And slowly, very slowly, something was growing again from the severed wounds.

Won Pyeong-sam looked at Myo Gu-eung leaning against the wall with a surprised expression.

He had simply thought the limbs were just cut off.

But that wasn’t the case.

The severed areas were bulging upward.

According to what he had heard from the Heavenly Poison Valley Master, it was insufficient time even for the limbs to heal.

‘Is this indeed the power of Manhwang…’

It was an absurd situation.

But the sight of all the severed wounds healed and bulging upward made him form one hypothesis.

“Were you in the process of recovering your arms and legs?”

“Who are you?”

A rough, cracked voice shot out sharply.

“Won Pyeong-sam. I came from the Great Heaven seeking the energy of Manhwang.”

It was the same answer.

The one thing that changed was that Won Pyeong-sam revealed his name.

“Great Heaven? Was there such a place in All Under Heaven?”

To the question full of disbelief.

Won Pyeong-sam slowly explained about the Great Heaven, Jin Ma-cheon.

The person before his eyes was one who had lit the fire of Manhwang.

Since he was someone who needed to be won over.

Won Pyeong-sam slowly continued his story.

It wasn’t only Myo Gu-eung who was drawn into that explanation.

Yeong So-hyang, standing behind Won Pyeong-sam, was also drawn in.

She had heard stories about the Great Heaven before.

But the explanation he was giving to the Strange Person before them was more detailed.

“Thus we briefly met one of the Manhwang, but he soon disappeared. Leaving behind eight super blades. After that, we waited through long, long years. Waiting for the time he prophesied.”

“Time?”

“The time when all the fires of Manhwang are lit, bringing about a complete Bone Transformation Skin Shedding to All Under Heaven!”

At Won Pyeong-sam’s words, Myo Gu-eung’s eyes seemed to change complexly.

“Who was that Manhwang?”

He received the will transmitted from within and asked the question.

“Is this Narak’s question?”

Won Pyeong-sam asked thus.

And Myo Gu-eung nodded.

“Manhwang was divided into eight pieces, each containing the energy of the world. The Manhwang we met at that time is recorded as being a fragment that contained the energy of Heaven.”

Manhwang Geon.

In the distant past of unknown time.

Probably some day thousands of years ago.

Jin Ma-cheon met Manhwang Geon.

Recording that fact and passing it down to future generations.

They had been waiting for the time.

When all eight pieces of Manhwang would awaken.

When the world would be turned upside down and their heaven would open.

Myo Gu-eung’s eyes sank deeply.

Having a conversation with Narak.

And he reached a conclusion.

“What do you want from me?”

“To come to Heaven and help prepare for the new All Under Heaven.”

“What would be my position?”

“Below one person, above ten thousand people. That would be the same for the other owners of the Manhuang Eight Pieces. But currently, you’re the only one whose Manhwang fire is lit.”

“For such a thing, your words are rather brief?”

At Myo Gu-eung’s question, Won Pyeong-sam smiled broadly.

Because he sensed that he had almost won him over.

“Because you must go to Heaven and receive recognition from the Supreme One.”

Myo Gu-eung nodded.

“I am Myo Gu-eung.”

And.

He told his story.

Crack.

While listening to that story.

Yeong So-hyang ground her teeth.

Myo Gu-eung cast a questioning gaze at her reaction.

“She’s my disciple. That child also has a grudge against that Ha Mu-baek fellow.”

At the convincing explanation, Myo Gu-eung nodded.

After all the stories ended.

‘Ha Mu-baek. Just what kind of human are you…’

He couldn’t help but have such doubts.

While Won Pyeong-sam was lost in thought.

Myo Gu-eung’s mouth opened again.

“I can recover my limbs. After recovering all my strength, Ha Mu-baek. I’ll tear that bastard apart and kill him. Going to heaven comes after that. So can you help me until then?”

At Myo Gu-eung’s question.

Won Pyeong-sam thought for a moment.

Then answered.

“Good.”

Let’s do that.

The two purposes for entering the Central Plains.

Finding out about Seokga’s whereabouts and searching for traces of Manhwang who lit the flame.

It was the moment when both of those would be accomplished.

 

***

 

Early morning.

Just as dawn was breaking.

The Bongma Corps had finished all preparations to depart.

The Gyoryong Hall cadets were the same.

The Maengryong Corps members remained with Han Seol-bing.

After all, the place where the Maengryong Corps should be was here in Sanwol Demon Forest.

The Gyoryong Hall cadets would be led by their instructors and return to Gyoryong Hall.

The Bongma Corps would return to the Main Alliance with So Hwi-ung like this.

The measures to be taken regarding them had to be decided there.

And Ha Mu-baek had also decided to accompany them on that path.

So they moved busily from early hours and departed on their respective paths.

Since Ha Mu-baek was accompanying them, there would be no problem maintaining the corpses Han Seol-bing had frozen or releasing the ice technique.

Han Seol-bing saw off those departing in two directions together with the Maengryong Corps members.

Ha Seol-ran watched that procession with regretful eyes.

Because her elder brother was leaving again.

Behind her, Wi Ji-gun stood with a calm face.

‘You will overcome this as well.’

He looked at his disciple’s back with eyes filled with faith.

 

Rumors about the terrifying battle close to a natural disaster that occurred in Sanwol Demon Forest and its results gradually spread.

It had to be so.

Because there were quite a few people who witnessed that battle.

Most were herb gatherers who risked their lives to collect herbs in Sanwol Demon Forest.

Among them were several figures from the Blood Sect.

However, they survived this bloodbath.

Because they were those without internal energy.

They escaped Ha Mu-baek’s Ki Sense.

The Blood Sect informants disguised as herb gatherers cautiously watched Ha Mu-baek’s departing figure as he left Sanwol Demon Forest.

“Whew. Finally that monster is leaving.”

“What do we do now?”

“What else? We become real herb gatherers.”

Someone answered another’s sigh.

“Then what about the sect?”

Another’s question.

“Didn’t you see that monster? It’s obvious what state the headquarters is in now without even looking… What do we care about the sect anymore.”

It was the answer from the one who said to become real herb gatherers.

“The Blood God will be angry.”

One with deep loyalty and faith in the sect spoke with an angry voice.

“Hmph, Blood God? It seems like that monster will eliminate even that Blood God.”

“Ugh. How dare you…”

The angry one’s fury grew even greater.

But he could do nothing.

These were all ordinary herb gatherers without internal energy.

Though they were sect members who had been recruited by Il-no and joined the Blood Sect.

That was all.

They hadn’t learned blood techniques or been taught special martial arts.

Truly ordinary herb gatherers in every sense.

The only difference from others was that they had very keen eyes.

“And. The Sect Leader is dead, the elder is dead, and the headquarters has probably disappeared too. So what will you do now? Whether you serve the Blood God alone or not is up to you. I’m just going to live as an ordinary herb gatherer now.”

The messenger birds they had sent out hadn’t returned either.

The one who said that turned around.

Those who had been watching nervously also turned and left.

Only a few herb gatherers remained.

They too soon scattered here and there.

They had grasped reality.

Only the herb gatherer who had burst with anger remained alone.

He still looked at the disappearing herb gatherers with eyes full of rage.

“Apostate bastards.”

The one who muttered that also slowly began walking.

It was in a different direction from where the other herb gatherers had disappeared.

The place where the Blood Sect’s headquarters was located.

Just once.

He began walking toward that place he had visited when joining the sect.

 

***

 

The journey to Luoyang went smoothly.

They arrived faster than expected because they hurried their steps.

But the rumors were even faster.

Therefore.

The atmosphere at Jeongcheon Alliance Headquarters was somehow unsettled.

The Bongma Corps.

And despite it being the return of the fallen.

The gazes of the Jeongcheon Alliance warriors moved busily.

They appeared to be searching for who exactly that rumored martial artist was.

The mysterious warrior who alone swept away all the jiangshi that even Jeongcheon Alliance Leader So Hwi-ung had difficulty facing.

No, monster.

Because they were herb gatherers watching from afar.

They had only seen the monster.

They couldn’t confirm Ha Mu-baek’s appearance and clothing.

They didn’t dare think of approaching closer.

If it were Il-no.

He would have guessed it was Ha Mu-baek just from that content, but he was already dead and gone.

However.

Now the rumors would change.

Since the Bongma Corps had returned to the Jeongcheon Alliance, more detailed news would spread through their mouths.

 

“Hmm.”

Yeon Ja-gyeong frowned.

They said that bastard Ha Mu-baek was with the Alliance Leader upon his return.

On top of that, the entire Bongma Corps had returned as well.

Having frozen all the corpses of the fallen with ice arts.

‘Something’s up.’

His intuition warned him.

That this would not be good news for him.

Yeon Ja-gyeong’s actions were swift.

He erased all traces connecting himself to the Bongma Corps and the Gongdong Sect.

The parts connected due to the White Flame Purple Light Grass couldn’t be helped, but he erased all traces in other areas.

Especially anything related to the Bongma Corps.

‘Do Sim-geuk is dead, and Yang Bi-chang has been detained.’

It was obviously bad news.

The moment he heard those two names, what came to Yeon Ja-gyeong’s mind was.

‘Inner cores.’

The inner cores of jiangshi.

Hadn’t Cheon Gi-buk said so?

That Sanwol Demon Forest was like a cornucopia of spiritual pills.

He had even gifted him pills made using those inner cores, but he had refused and returned them.

Not for any other reason.

Before being a cunning Grand Elder of the Jeongcheon Alliance, he too was a martial artist.

Even if he would secretly join hands with Blood Cult members.

He couldn’t bring himself to consume jiangshi inner cores.

Yeon Ja-gyeong fell into thought, tapping the armrest of his chair.

“Ha Mu-baek…”

He muttered that bastard’s name.

If it was that bastard.

Given that bastard’s nature.

He would have surely uncovered even the deepest secrets.

Since they said Yang Bi-chang had been detained.

‘I might be in danger too.’

Yeon Ja-gyeong rose from his chair.

And once again checked not only his office but also his secret vault.

Whether there were any remaining secret letters exchanged with Il-no.

Whether any traces of that remained.

‘The inner cores aren’t the only problem. What Cheon Gi-buk had his disciples do will be the issue. That’s probably why that bastard Ha Mu-baek came all the way here.’

To make Sanwol Demon Forest into a cornucopia of spiritual pills.

Jiangshi had to appear constantly.

For that to happen.

Yeon Ja-gyeong roughly guessed what method Cheon Gi-buk had used.

Nevertheless, when Il-no threatened Yeon Ja-gyeong, saying he was troubled by the decreasing jiangshi in Sanwol Demon Forest.

The scheme Yeon Ja-gyeong employed was the same thing.

There was one difference between Cheon Gi-buk and Yeon Ja-gyeong.

Cheon Gi-buk left traces.

A disciple named Yang Bi-chang.

Yeon Ja-gyeong himself had no such traces.

“I’ll have to abandon the Gongdong Sect.”

A cold voice flowed from Yeon Ja-gyeong’s mouth.

 

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