Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 293

<Episode 95: The Majesty of the Blood Horse (2)>

The Venerable Hae-ak-cheon, Hyeol-seong, and all the Blood Cultists looked at the red flag and dust fragments in front of them with tense eyes.

In it, the spirit of Mu Sang-do and the leader of the cult, Hyeol-ma, were fighting.

'Hey, guy.'

Unlike other beings, the bizarre and grotesque Hae-ak-cheon watched the growth of Jin-un-hwi, the blood demon of the time, more closely than anyone else as his teacher.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Jin Yun-hwi, whom he had observed, possessed innate talent that was completely out of this world.

I've never seen anyone grow this fast.

However, the opponent is the greatest swordsman of his time and a monster beyond the realm of superhumans.

I don't think that the Blood Demon's Wuwei will be easily defeated by Musangdo Jeongcheon, one of the best swordsmen of the time, due to the incredible attack just now, but there was no way to know what would happen if they fought properly.

It was a moment when everyone's vision was blocked and they were all focused on the sound.

-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang! Kurrurrur!

“Hey, the cliff!”

“It’s splitting up!”

“Everyone step back!”

The followers of the Blood Cult hastily retreated from the cliff that suddenly split and collapsed.

This was also the case for the Jeongpa faction of the Murim Federation.

The Jeongpa people who had their backs to the cliff edge suddenly launched their new type towards the Blood Cultists without even having time to think when the cliff suddenly collapsed.

“Stop those political bastards from coming up!”

The bloody seal shouted at the followers.

I couldn't miss this golden opportunity.

"insect!"

“Let’s sweep away those political bastards!”

“Waaa …

The followers of the Blood Cult, whose morale had risen to its peak, fired new weapons at the sect members who were climbing over the collapsing cliff to survive.

In response, the Jeongpa people also stood up to the Blood Cult followers who were rushing towards them.

“You damn blood cultists!”

“Sweep away all of Sima Weidao’s hordes!”

-Cheong! Cheong!

In an instant, the top of the mountain became a battlefield.

As the swords began to swing wildly and signs of intensifying, Seogalma, the second-ranked Nanmadodoje, hurriedly launched a new attack at Baek Hyehyang.

She stood with difficulty, using the scabbard as a cane.

“Vice-Chief!”

The hand holding the scabbard was trembling.

Baek Hye-hyang's gaze, which looked as if she might collapse at any moment with her pale face, was directed only to the corner of the collapsing cliff.

“This place is dangerous. The old man will take care of you.”

With those words, Ijon Seogalma tried to hug her urgently.

Then Baek Hye-hyang refused, holding out her trembling hand.

“Vice-Chief!”

“Haa……haa…..no. I’ll…..watch from here.”

'Such stubbornness……'

Seogalma was in a very awkward position.

I knew Baek Hye-hyang's personality very well, but who would have thought that she would insist on staying until the end even after suffering serious injuries that were almost life-threatening?

"one….."

“……He said there would be some left.”

'…….iced coffee!'

Seogalma's complexion darkened.

It was because I saw Baek Hye-hyang's back.

Before I knew it, the entire hem of the clothes was soaked in red blood, just like it had been from the beginning.

It is no longer a state that can be prevented by controlling the blood with the Jinhyeolgeumche method.

Seogalma's fist, which had been stretched out to try to breathe some energy into it, gained strength.

It's already too late.

The situation was already critical due to bleeding that had continued for over a month.

In the meantime, the inner beauty of the Musangdo Jeongcheon penetrated into his body and he could do nothing anymore.

It seemed that even if all the gods came, they would not be able to save him.

-Ugh!

This is why the evil Seogalma pulled out his poisonous weapon, a long sword.

“If you do that, the old man will protect the young lady.”

I had no choice but to give her what she wanted.

Even his voice gradually ceased to reach Baek Hye-hyang's ears.

My eyes were open, but it seemed like the fog was gradually creeping in and my surroundings were getting darker.

Baek Hye-hyang bit her lips tightly.

'I have to see it.'

I had to check before I closed my eyes.

She felt it herself.

If you close your eyes now, you may never open them again.

Before that, I want to check one last thing.

That moment when the history of the Blood Cult, stained with defeat, is turned upside down.

Then someone shouted.

“Look, look over there!”

At the sound of the shout, everyone's eyes turned to that place for a moment.

A black figure flew out from the dusty debris of the collapsing cliff and landed lightly on the cliff.

'!!!'

Baek Hye-hyang's red pupils trembled when she saw this.

The peak of the mountain range, which had been clashing violently just a moment ago, was now filled with silence.

Sighs came out of the mouths of the members of the Moorim Federation branch.

“That’s ridiculous!”

“……..How could this happen……”

“Falcon, leader!”

They couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

Blood was dripping down.

A sword held in the hand of the Blood Demon, the leader of the Blood Cult.

It was none other than the head of the martial arts alliance's leader, Mu Sang-do Jeongcheon.

At that moment, a thunderous roar erupted from the top of the mountain range.

“Waaa …

“The Blood Demon has cut off the head of the martial arts leader!”

“Musangdo Jeongcheon was defeated!”

One who has reached the top through the road.

An absolute master who can be counted on one hand among the top five superhumans.

The defeat of the leader of the current Martial Arts Federation, Mu Sang-do Jeong Cheon, who had numerous titles, was enough to send everyone into shock and amazement.

This fight was a decisive battle of utmost importance to both sides.

The loss of that leader in a fight that would determine the future course of events meant that the worst had happened.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha!”

Hae-ak-cheon was so happy that he smiled, revealing his yellow teeth.

It is a blood relationship that has been going on for over twenty years.

Who would have imagined that that wish would be fulfilled by none other than the man he had taken in as his disciple?

'You are a guy……'

Truly, things in this world are unpredictable.

The reason I accepted him as my disciple was because of my impulsive nature at the time.

I never thought that my desire for revenge against the Namcheon Swordsman, whom I considered my rival, and my wish that his sword would never be cut off from this world would turn out like this.

“The three saints’ vision was right.”

The bloodthirsty seal, which had come up to me without me noticing, let out an exclamation and spoke.

At his words, Hae-ak-cheon shrugged his shoulders for no reason.

If it were his usual self, he would want to make a fuss and say that he was his disciple, but now he was the leader of the Blood Cult.

'……Are you watching the leader?'

If the deceased former leader were alive, it would be a day when I would like to have a drink with him for the first time in a long while.

The corners of the bloodthirsty seal's mouth rose.

He too had different feelings.

'That boy then became a world-class master.'

It was Dojangho who saved his life on a moment's whim.

But I even wondered if this would have happened if I hadn't killed the current leader, Jin Yun-hui, and sent him to Yukhyeolgok.

'I really don't know.'

Now, he is not the same child he was back then.

The bloody monk, like the other monks, raised his hands and paid his respects with sincerity.

In contrast to the rejoicing of the blood sect members, the situation for the Jeongpa members was the complete opposite.

They were shocked by the death of the leader, Musangdo Jeongcheon, but they finally realized the reality.

“Fuck!”

“This shouldn’t be happening.”

The top leaders of each branch were instantly annihilated by the hands of the Blood Demon of the time.

Now things are completely different.

'There is no chance of winning.'

Since half of the Blood Demon's troops fell in one strike, there was absolutely no chance of winning in terms of numbers.

If they did not retreat now, they might suffer the same fate.

“Allied warriors, retreat!”

“Retreat immediately!”

As the branch executives shouted, the political party members echoed their calls for retreat.

Having already decided that they had no chance of winning the war, they were in a hurry to escape immediately.

Of course, the Blood Cult was not one to just leave this alone.

“Hahahahaha! Do you think I’ll miss it?”

Haeakcheon shouted heartily.

Even the bloodthirsty Dojangho agreed with his words.

“That’s right.”

“Followers of the Blood Cult! It is finally time to wash away the sect’s grudge with blood! Kill them all!”

“Waaa …

At the shouts of Hae-ak-cheon, the followers of the Blood Cult chased after the fleeing Jeongpa people.

Their spirits were running out as they tried to avenge the humiliation of twenty years ago.

It was no longer in the shape of war.

Having lost their leader and witnessed the monstrous power of the Blood Horse before their eyes, they had no will to fight.

“You are the minister.”

Those political parties were being pushed back like an ebb tide.

Seogalma, the second son of the Yijun Nanmadodoje, who was watching this scene while protecting Baek Hye-hyang, felt his heart swell with emotion.

The victories so far have been different.

The leader who could be called the symbol of the martial arts alliance has fallen.

The excited Seogalma turned her head and spoke to Baek Hye-hyang.

“Have you seen the vice-chairman? The chairman…!?”

Seogalma's eyes widened.

The sight of Baek Hye-hyang bowing her head entered his trembling eyes.

She had her eyes closed and a satisfied smile on her face.

“Vice-Chief!”

Seogalma ran to her in a hurry.

I put my finger to his nose while his head was down, but there was no breathing.

“No, Vice-Chief.”

My heart sank.

When I felt the pulse next to Baek Hye-hyang's neck, she was barely beating.

It was gradually coming to a halt.

Seogalma immediately sat her down and placed both palms on her back to protect her heartbeat.

I will save you even if it costs me all my energy.

I couldn't let the former leader's blood relative die like this.

But her body was growing cold.

“Vice-Chief! You must come to your senses! Vice-Chief!”

* * *

“Vice-Chancellor, woooooooooo!”

Among the numerous shouts, the voice of the Ijon Nanmadodoje Seogalma could be heard clearly.

'!?'

Baek Hye-hyang's figure was visible through the crowd.

Without even thinking, I flew the new model to where he was.

Not only did they hear this sound, but Master Hae-ak-cheon, the bloody Dojang-ho, the bloody Hyeol-eum-maso, and Seommae-hyang gathered together.

The teacher looked at Baek Hye-hyang, who lowered her head with a surprised expression, and asked.

“What is going on?”

At his question, Seogalma's throat got choked up and she spoke with difficulty.

“Miss… Miss….”

I couldn't continue talking.

Everyone's expression darkened as if they already knew what was going on.

The master roughly urged Ijon Seogalma.

“Vicky. Seo Hyung. I’ll connect your heart vein to mine and try to control the blood flow.”

At this, Seogalma stepped aside.

The master placed his hand on her back and performed the True Blood Gold Exercise.

I couldn't understand why the blood flow was regulated, so I asked the blood-thinning doctor.

“These scars on my back. Who gave them to me?”

There were no nicks or tears in the clothes.

But it was strange that the clothes were soaked in blood like that.

It meant that it was not a wound from the confrontation with Mu Sang-do Jeongcheon.

Then, instead of Dojangho, Hyeol-eum-maso Seommae-hyang bit her lips and answered.

“I was cut by the fearful sword of murder.”

'Fearful sword?'

At that moment, the voice of the Blood Demon Sword rang in my head.

-Your bad taste is still there.

'What are you talking about?'

-If you get stabbed by him, the bleeding won't stop. He enjoys watching people die slowly. That's why he manifested in such a strange way.

The Blood Demon Sword clicked its tongue.

Even that guy reacted like this. Was this the extent of the fear sword's power?

Even though the master continued to stimulate her heart, Baek Hye-hyang was still as if she were dead.

'……..'

So that's why you said it was the last one.

How can a dying woman smile like that?

It was the face of a person who had accepted everything.

-Crack!

The teacher's expression hardened.

It seems that he already thought that there was no way to save her.

It was just then.

-……..human. Put me on her body.

'what?'

-Do you think you can save that woman by controlling the bleeding?

'Can I trust you?'

-Do you think I'll let this bastard's bloodline die?

I told the teacher what the guy said.

“Please step aside, Master.”

“Cult leader?”

"hurry!"

Master Hae-ak-cheon, who had been chanting at my strong voice, stepped aside.

Then I laid Baek Hye-hyang down and placed the Blood Demon Sword on top of her.

No one could understand my actions.

“Why on earth, leader….”

“Just watch quietly.”

The teacher tried to stop the island scent from spreading.

At that moment, the veins on Baek Hye-hyang's pale face began to bulge.

The magical power of the Blood Demon Sword, which freely controls the blood vessels while causing them to run wild, was demonstrated.

Normally, a blood vessel that has become so violent would burst, but

"ah!"

“This can’t be happening…."

The protruding veins began to subside, and Baek Hye-hyang's bloodless face gradually took on a fleshy color.

It's as if blood is flowing back into the body.

– I'm forcibly moving my heart to squeeze out the blood. This alone is not enough. Most of my vitality has already been exhausted, and there is still some vitality left in the wounded area, so there is no hope.

'Vitality and energy.'

I looked down at Baek Hye-hyang.

The human body has a source of energy that can be said to be the center of life.

The moment when all this vitality is exhausted can be called death.

I took out the wooden box from the pocket that held everything in my bosom.

When I opened the box, a fairly sized bundle of coins was revealed.

Seogalma, who saw this, asked in puzzlement.

“Reverend, is that it?”

“This is the Shaolin Grand Council.”

Not only Seogalma, but everyone was surprised by those words.

I thought it was just some kind of medicine, but who would have imagined that it would be the Daehwandan, the treasure of Shaolin Temple?

Master Hae-ak-cheon asked with his eyes wide open.

“A great transformation? How on earth would you do that?”

“I broke and received the 108 Arhats of Shaolin Temple.”

“What?”

The teacher was dumbfounded by my words.

It was the same for others.

“You’re destroying the 108 Arhat formations?”

“Surely not the leader’s Wolak Sword…”

“I'll tell you later.”

I put the Shaolin Grand Mantra into my mouth.

Since Baek Hye-hyang had passed out and could not take the Daehwandan herself, she had it chewed into small pieces and swallowed.

[The Great Rejuvenation Potion of our company is not only a potion that increases one’s dexterity, but it also has such a miraculous energy that it is said to even bring the dead back to life. I sincerely hope that this Great Rejuvenation Potion is used meaningfully.]

I really hope that what Shaolin Temple's abbot Jin Gak said is true.

After chewing the Daehwandan finely, I supported her neck and kissed her.

And then he pushed the hardened gum into his tongue.

Looking at her cold lips, I could feel death creeping up on me.

'I'll save you. No matter what.'

He put his finger to her lips.

And then he slowly let the broken down Daehwandan go down his throat.

Let it go down the esophagus,

-Human. Leave it to me. I will spread the medicinal energy.

The Blood Demon Sword has appeared.

If it's the guy, it might be possible.

If I could boost my energy with the Great Transformation, my job was set.

-Squeak!

I sat her down and ripped the back of her clothes.

There was a sharp scar on his back, and the area was stained black.

There was no bleeding as the Blood Demon Sword perfectly controlled the flow of blood, but it was still enough to make one frown just looking at it.

“Phew.”

He placed his hands behind his back and practiced the Seonwonun technique.

The innate energy formed by the Taoists’ methods of movement can be said to be the purest energy, so it can respond to the strange energy.

-Gooooooo!

“This is…..”

Everyone was amazed at the pure energy that came from me.

Regardless, I focused on protecting her heartbeat and expelling the evil energy that had seeped into her wound from the Fear Sword.

'Get out. From her body.'

Then something amazing happened.

-Srrrrrr!

A black mist rose from Baek Hye-hyang's wound.

Then, the discolored skin gradually returned to its original color.

furthermore,

“Coolook!”

Baek Hye-hyang, who had been standing still as if dead, spat out black blood.

“Vice-Chief!”

Everyone was amazed at this sight.

She, who was thought to have lost her life and had no hope, began to breathe slowly.

The bloodthirsty seal muttered, sticking out its tongue.

"Ha!……How much of a surprise are you planning on making?"

ⓒ Hanjungwolya