Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 409

Episode 409

Shake (3)

“Whoa.”

Yang Chen’s face lit up as he exhaled lightly.

He looked down at his hands.

The repetitive motion of squeezing and pulling felt natural again.

‘Was it this?’

Did you say that in order for a person to realize that they have lost something precious, all they have to do is try to get that precious thing back?

Yang Chen had no choice but to admit his mistake.

‘I thought it was just that I was a little tired because there was so much to worry about.’

In the first place, I didn’t even realize that my physical condition was abnormal. The only thing I felt was that I got tired a little faster than before and my perception was slower than when I was younger.

When I think about it now, it was absurd. Not only did he reach a state of invincibility, but he continued to run even in that state and became an absolute person who surpassed the pinnacle of the world.

In the realm of martial arts, age has no influence. Rather, his maturity, wisdom, and realization only increased, and his skills did not decrease.

Nevertheless, as I got older, I got to this point and cried out for the impermanence of time. It was truly absurd.

Yang Chen closed his eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s voice came to his ears.

‘The leader of the Saeum Church is strong. So much so that Vice Lord Yang was defeated. What do you think is the reason why a master of his caliber kept Yang Buju alive even though he used martial arts that were powerful but would reveal his countermeasures if a rumor spread?’

‘The person concerned will not know. The reason is because I see the world as an already polluted truth. It would be better if you had a life-or-death fight with someone. You can’t find an answer by just looking at the wounds without a proper fight. ‘I haven’t even tried to exert my utmost strength.’

Yang Cheon sighed.

“I didn’t even fight properly… hehe.”

In fact, I was angry that I was treated by the leader of the Saeum cult, but I was just very surprised and not as angry as I thought. Although I felt defeated because I was inferior in skill, I could understand it.

What Yangcheon was really angry and embarrassed about was the fact that he only looked at the wounds without even fighting properly, and that he lost his identity as a man living under the name Tuwang.

He also wanted to turn the helpless and depressed Heukdo Moorim into another sun of Moorim. Although my personal desires were great, I pushed ahead with this project with the mindset that it could only be done by myself.

In this way, he established the Mukryongbu and built up enough power to make even the Murim Alliance watch in suspense.

But he was a fighting king. The King of Fighting, he was an invincible fighter who was considered the best in the world in terms of fighting skills.

Just because he became a monarch, he forgot the foundation that made him who he is today.

It was truly shameful.

‘I decided that I would be different from the countless monarchs that existed in thousands of years of history, and that I would become a magnanimous monarch befitting the identity of King Tu.’

Yang Chen sighed.

‘But what do I look like now? ‘It’s a failing mark both as a monarch and as a king.’

Grumbling.

Dark red energy rose from his fist.

The energy of a lion criticizing the continent was there. It was even darker than when he was fighting with Yeon Ho-jeong, and his energy was extremely fierce, with not even a trace of impurity in his eyes.

This is the real black lion energy. Although it was left unfinished because the last piece could not be put together, it was nonetheless an invincible new skill that boasted overwhelming concentration and usability over blood lion porcelain.

“…It will be different from now on.”

Woe!

The black lion flag disappeared and in its place was Tuwang’s will.

“The world is facing upheaval, and there is no reason for us to be the only ones concerned about it.”

Yang Cheon turned his eyes to the window.

“Saeumgyo… you guys have crossed the line.”

It’s a relationship where you’re deceived and deceived anyway. It’s a relationship where you wipe your mouth and throw it away when the useful value disappears.

However, I could never forgive the behavior of the Four Eum Cultists who not only polluted the true spirit of the Lord of the Dark Island but also planned to turn him into a puppet.

“I will kill you with my own hands.”

A dark murderous look emanated from Yang Chen’s eyes.

Kugugoogung!

Daejeon was shaken even though they didn’t show off their inner strength.

The air was vibrating just by revealing his murderous intent. Stone dust was falling from the stone ceiling.

This was the true power of an absolute master who had entered the realm of martial arts. There was a reason why his disciple, Bu-seon, could not look his teacher, Yang-cheon, in the eyes even though he had reached a certain level.

After a while.

“My lord.”

“What’s going on?”

“Someone from Bothaam has arrived.”

For a moment, Yang Chen’s eyes lit up.

“In Bothaam?”

“That’s right.”

“The disciple said that the situation there ended well.”

“He said he would discuss the details after meeting the vice-lord. However, after doing a little research, it seems that I came here to get help in deciding the position of the next prosecutor.”

Yang Chen’s eyes became cold.

Get help deciding on your next checkup. In other words, it meant that they would seize power by borrowing the power of foreign powers.

‘I thought it would cause conflict between us, but you came to headquarters to ask for help?’

Even though he was the one who sent his disciple to make Bothaam embroiled in internal strife, he was really laughing out loud.

This is why people who have never been dipped in ink are scared. It’s clumsy and stupid, but at the same time, you don’t know where it will end up.

‘But it’s not bad.’

Botaam was a sword that produced swordsmen from generation to generation.

The Sword Master’s abilities were much greater than expected, and although he did not often participate in the battles, whenever he appeared, he would show his power enough to turn the world upside down.

His power was so great that it was said that every time Geomhu appeared in the world, another place should be created among the world’s top ten masters.

‘If the headquarters intervenes in Bothaam’s turmoil, we will build a bridge to intervene in Bothaam’s politics.’

I was simply trying to stop him from getting involved in this matter, but instead he put his hand out first.

This was an opportunity. A golden opportunity to create a chess piece worth using.

“Let them in.”

* * *

Shhh!

An extremely destructive sword pierced the air, leaving an afterimage of light.

Deep.

There was a hole about half an inch wide in the middle of a rock five feet away.

Considering that the sword energy was explosive like an active volcano, the traces of the sword energy that were fired were very small. It was an absolute sword that wouldn’t be surprising if it could pulverize several rocks that size.

However, the official who saw the sword could never disparage its power as weak.

Rather, I felt eerie.

‘Is this how much it is?’

I got goosebumps all over my body.

‘Is it possible to condense and unleash that enormous power to this extent?’

It should not be ignored just because the traces were small. In fact, it was an amazing sword that was even more impressive because the traces were small.

The destructive power of Yeonwi’s absolute sword was so overwhelming that even the number one general’s prosperity could not handle it. In other words, it meant that it was a sword power that no one could stop except for the strong of the Holy Heaven.

It was difficult to extract such great power, but maintaining and controlling that power was many times more difficult.

Yeonwi made the explosive power of a volcano as small as a bonfire. Although it is small in size, its heat is so overwhelming that it condenses and evaporates even the lake.

‘He’s a monster-like martial artist.’

Slurp.

The Royal Commission took the lead.

“I’m embarrassed.”

“What do you mean?”

Yeonwi whetted her appetite.

“What I pursue is not the absolute one sword, but the three swords. But even the first sword, the sword, cannot be controlled properly.”

“…?!”

“Originally, there shouldn’t be even a trace the size of an eye… but there’s a big hole like that. “What I wanted was penetration and diffusion, not penetration.”

Yeonwi shook his head.

“After all, martial arts is a penance. “I thought it was enough, but it’s still a long way off.”

The official felt dispirited.

“Is that what you want to say now?”

“hmm?”

“How many people in Tanggeum Wulin, excluding the strong of Seongcheon, do you think can block that sword?”

These words came out of the mouth of a proud party official. It was the highest praise of all praise.

Yeonwi smiled.

“Thank you for the compliment, but I just want to complete what I pursue. “Thank you for telling me it’s amazing, but it’s still far away.”

“Huh.”

“I think Mancheon-gong and Hwa-woo-gong of Danggaju are much more powerful than my sword. I’ve never seen a martial artist who can use Jinki so delicately. “Perhaps no martial artist in the world can come close to him in the field of art.”

The official laughed.

“This is inconsolable. Unlike me, who pours out all the memorization I have, Yeongaju pursues absolute murder with a simple sword. “For some reason, I feel shabby.”

It was a joke that was unbecoming of the hotel. Of course, even if we say that, our pride in Mancheongong and Hwawoogong was no less than that of Yeonwi’s absolute sword.

“Besides, aren’t you still far away from perfecting your martial arts skills? Even if you separate Mancheongong and Hwawoogong, it would be difficult to handle them, but you say you will combine them and make them into one work of art. With my poor creativity, I can’t even imagine it.”

“That’s it. Let’s stop putting gold on each other’s faces. “I can’t do it because it’s so itchy.”

Yeonwi burst out laughing.

The official asked with a puzzled look.

“Anyway, do you think he’ll try to take that sword?”

“hmm? “What do you mean?”

“The eldest son of the family head.”

“You mean Gojeong?”

“exactly.”

Yeonwi tilted his head.

“I have no intention of passing this sword on to Gojeong.”

“Yes?!”

The official’s expression became absurd.

“You’re not teaching that sword?”

“Of course, if my eldest son wants, I will pass it on to him. But will he want it? “I am already steadily creating my own martial arts.”

Yeonwi shrugged his shoulders.

“You never know. Judging from his growth, he may have surpassed even my level now.”

“That’s nonsense. “No matter how genius he is, that would be impossible.”

“haha.”

“By the way, if you don’t teach it to Yeonhojeong, who are you going to teach it to?”

“…My son is not just a Gojeong.”

“You’re passing it on to your second child? “That sword?”

“What else can’t you do?”

The official frowned.

“It’s not that I’m disrespecting the family’s son, but… can the second child handle that? “I would be lucky if I didn’t get caught by a mental demon while chasing that sword, let alone handle it.”

Yeonwi’s sword was a martial art that was as dangerous as it was powerful. The level was so high that if you approached it with a half-hearted understanding, you could end up regressing.

Yeonwi smiled.

“If it’s hard for you to handle it, you can pass it on after you’ve grown enough to handle it.”

“That’s true, but…”

The officer trailed off.

It was definitely a hotel that felt different in this regard. He had no intention of passing down the completed Mancheon and Hwawoo to anyone other than his true successor.

This is because the absolute martial arts alone becomes the authority of the family.

“And it won’t be too late. Jipyeong’s understanding of the sword is surprising. “As far as swords are concerned, he will be superior to the Gojeon.”

“Yeonhojeong said that too. “I don’t believe it, but I do.”

“Hehehe.”

As if to change the mood, the official told a truly unique joke.

“No matter who you teach it to, you must first return with your limbs intact before you can even think about it. “Put aside your happy worries for a moment.”

It was a harsh joke.

Yeonwi looked up at the sky with a wry smile.

“I don’t want to. I decided to believe that my children were not vessels worthy of dying in a place like that. So, I’m going to think about it from now on.”

Although she said so, Yeonwi’s worries were deepening as time passed.

This was also the reason why his absolute sword skills grew at a rapid rate. Because he constantly swung his sword to forget his worries.

Yeonwi looked up at the sky for a long time and closed her eyes.

“Come back safely, you troublemakers.”