Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 469

◈ Tax-saving Grand Festival (4)

The manifestation of the doctrine of the Holy Spirit.

The words of the divine wall were merely confirmation. King Gungmyeong and Im Jinmyeong had also noticed this.

The bell located in the inner castle of Seongju was a kind of Buddhist treasure. Not many people could hear its spiritual sound. Only those who had greatly practiced the upper chamber were able to do so.

“When do you think you will arrive?”

The King of the Palace asked the other two. The letter he had been holding tightly had become crisp and new due to his pure internal energy. This happened right after the bell rang.

Im Jin-myeong pretended not to see it.

“I know you went very deep. It’s an abyss that a person would have a hard time getting out of. If the bell rang now, it will take some time.”

“Even so, the black expedition must be covered up as if it never happened. I will not allow it.”

“yes.”

I had no choice but to answer like that.

This is because it has become impossible to reduce the standing forces of the Imperial Army anyway.

The appearance of the best person in the world literally focuses the attention of the entire world. Even if she walks to Jeolgang, the eyes of the world will also be focused on her native city in Yangyang.

The eyes of those who were eagerly awaiting the destruction of Iphwangseong would also have been mixed in.

That is the influence of the Ipmyeolgumju.

“We must strengthen the defense of our nature.”

Im Jin-myeong spoke reluctantly.

Even if all the absolute beings are in action, the weight of the great leaders of the Shingeomdan remains the same.

The fact that there were more than a dozen people who could, even if only through a joint attack, attempt to defeat the unrivaled masters. Constantly reminding the world of this fact was the task that the Imperial Palace General Office had to focus on.

If even one large wave were to invade Yangyang, the order of the world’s rivers and lakes, which had been somewhat orderly, would take on a strange tone.

“The Blood Flame Cult, whose first disciple has ascended to the top, the Paegeom Cult, which has begun to wield greater influence than any other military faction, the Myunggyo Cult that has absorbed Sunmaryeon… Muryonghoe, Yeoryeong, Monginwol, Gunma Nokrim, Mansangsurochae… .”

Knock, knock.

The King of the Palace tapped the table with his index finger.

“The situation is dire for the Mu-gong Army, but I don’t know what’s going on with Sim Mu-ryeon. I left the responsibility of restraining the Shandong Ark to him… I heard that the Ark Master has lost his wits recently.”

“So-Yeon-Ju Gun-Yu-Rin and Gwang-Do-Jon Geum-Min are well-known geniuses in the world, and they are both smart people. They would not neglect their duties now.”

“The Hangzhou affair is a big deal. It will have an impact on the world situation.”

“I guess so. I estimate that there are more than six peerless masters in Zhejiang Province right now. In addition to them, there are also the Divine Spear and the Blue Eye Demon Sword. If all of them were released into the world again… … .”

“The question is how many people will return. I don’t know how far Taemosanseongju’s tricks will work. I also don’t know where Ipmyeolgeomju will go.”

Im Jin-myeong’s eyes widened slightly at those words. This was because he suddenly realized that there was one more place where the Lord of Iphwangseong could walk.

“this…….”

“hmm.”

The silence of the sacred wall.

Three people had the same thought.

Is it the north where the emperor left? Or the south where bad news about Jeongyeonsin was heard?

“… … .”

It’s hard to guess.

Meanwhile, the round window was still noisy. The sounds of the arguments between the general staff and various officials were streaming in along with the sunlight.

* * *

Things are a mess.

Cho Il-seo thought so.

As the lord of Taemosanseong, the perfection that he had painstakingly maintained was cracked. This was because he had failed to fulfill his duty.

Although his grandfather, Emperor Amcheon, recognized him as the ruler of Hangzhou, a series of incidents that occurred in that vast land dragged him down.

‘But it’s not my fault.’

Because every event came like a bolt from the blue, and each and every one of them contained an unavoidable variable.

Cho Il-seo was not discouraged. Rather, he raised the sects under Taemosan Fortress as planned.

“Jonmubang, Hyeonggajang, Gyeongha Chilmun, the owners of Gohyeolsan, Yakhwangsinmun, and Jiangxi Vegetable House… Thank you.”

“Of course you should come. Isn’t Taemosanseong a breakwater like a teacher?”

The man’s answer echoed softly.

It was a dark cave.

A soft halo of light flickers like candlelight, and hundreds of unmanned personnel lined up beneath it take turns taking turns.

The sound of sleeves brushing against skin was unison. The mouths of those who were covered in darkness like masks were as still as plaster.

Rather, the lights of the night markets lined up along the walls of the vast underground chamber were even more dazzling.

These are the people who have followed Taemosan Mountain Fortress for decades.

It had been a long time since Amcheonje and Samsuldaejwa had defeated many powerful schools with their unique and mysterious movements. After that, they gave valuable teachings.

A mountain and river sect. Or a clan sect.

The true power of Daebangpa, who has the studies that everyone desires.

However, even though the Gudaemunpa and the Eight Great Clans have a huge number of subordinate clans, they still have to watch out for the imperial family. They cannot openly command a large number of people.

Taemosan Mountain was different.

He had no hesitation in using all his power.

“It’s not something that should be taken for granted. Didn’t you come from far away Jiangxi and Fujian? The Dark Heavenly Emperor will know.”

Cho Il-seo, sitting in the palanquin, congratulated them in a half-young voice.

There are over a hundred sorcerers from Taemosanseong Fortress, and another three hundred masters from the mountain sects. In addition, there are dozens of zombies whose lineage is on the verge of extinction.

Everyone would follow the command of Taemosanseong, who was well-versed in the art of combined attack formations. Taemosanseong’s Byeokcheongugungjin (霹天九窮陣) was comparable to Shaolin’s Baekpal Arhat Formation in terms of its abilities.

It’s literally overwhelming.

If we go out into the world right now with this power, the Imperial Army will be able to keep up with us.

‘More than enough to make up for the loss of the Cheon Geuk Moon.’

Cho Il-seo laughed.

Fortunately, power was quickly gathered.

Although he had almost suffered a fatal blow from the traitorous Blood Flame Cult, he was able to retreat with minimal damage. This was thanks to the Wonyoungsin of the Dark Heavenly Emperor who had appeared at that moment.

“So Seong-ju.”

Someone raised a hand in the crowd. It was a young man with twin swords crossed on his back, and his face, barely visible in the night light, still looked young.

“I heard a rumor that a strange monk from Shaolin is coming down. He is called Beomheo and can destroy mountains with one blow… … .”

“Which deceased gave permission for the lower one to speak?”

Cho Il-seo cuts off his words with a smile on his face. His voice was as sharp as a thunderbolt. The middle-aged man next to the twin swordsman apologized softly.

It was accompanied by the excuse that he was unable to take care of his disciples.

Choilseo nodded gently.

“The nature has already made the entire Hangzhou area the axis of the formation. The natural energy flowing from this vast land, the energy of the common people, and even the noble warriors, are all yours. The underground cavern you are standing in now is the essence of that. Of course, it is also the tiger dragon technique, and in terms of repelling the invaders… … .”

The story continues.

It was different from that soft tone. It was so shocking that the expressions on the faces of the people standing there with indifferent expressions changed.

Cho Il-seo smiled brightly as he told the story like that.

“The Dark Heavenly Emperor has been watching over this land for hundreds of years. This is also a time when the nature of the land is dark and dangerous. No matter how great a person’s martial arts skills are, they cannot enter the realm that the sorcerer has spent time creating. How much less so would the Dark Heavenly Emperor… ”

“That’s how deep the delusion is.”

A voice that brings to mind the texture of dry wood.

The cloudy, long-flowing underground dust rippled like waves facing a storm, and the crowd’s gaze turned back at once.

Damn it.

It was just an ordinary sound of footsteps.

But the deep underground cavern was filled with that soft sound.

One old monk.

Perhaps because he had no arms, his orange robe flapped long on both sides as he walked. It looked more like the windbreaker of a ronin walking alone through rough terrain than the clothing worn by a monk.

The single eye contained the darkness of the cave, but the hemp cloth covering the other eye had a rough texture.

The atmosphere was different. It was the height of extraordinary.

Percussion!

Cho Il-seo snapped his fingers without hesitation. King Yeomra had already arrived before his eyes. It was natural to activate the Wall Heavenly Palace Formation that had already been laid out in the East Blood.

[Prepared for the task.]

With a short chant, waves of blue lightning spread out in all directions. There was a crackling sound as the ground was scraped. In an instant, the vast underground space was revealed.

Besides the old monk, there were three other people.

It didn’t matter. Now that Shin Seung Beom-heo had arrived, the number of opponents didn’t matter.

The pinnacle of the current martial arts world. The Shaolin abbot of the time was the embodiment of the true martial arts. He was a man who could take on the role of an army all by himself.

“Those two arms… No way?”

“It’s a monster!”

Even the experts gathered here now cannot help but pause for a moment.

While the sound of three hundred or so warriors drawing their weapons resonated loudly, silence flowed between them, who were soon entangled in a net of blue lightning.

[Don’t be afraid.]

Behind those masters.

The energy flowing out of the cave filled Choilseo’s entire body’s acupuncture points.

Compared to the power that the Dark Heavenly Emperor had, it was nothing but dust, but he was able to prepare himself for a fierce battle while secretly spit out mantras that captivated the crowd.

[The Wall of Heaven Palace will unite our qi waves… … .]

As the monk Beomheo approached with an ordinary stride, a dazzling light appeared beneath his feet. Then, like the incense burned when bowing to Buddha, it spread faintly with each step.

It was a strangely shaped wave.

Kugu Palace.

The white light stretched out like fog on the riverbank at dawn, and pressed down on the net of lightning that had taken over the surrounding area.

In that moment, Cho Il-seo vomited blood. His colorless eyes sparkled with shock.

‘With only martial arts… …!’

The Shaolin Buddha’s Light Flow was used like the legendary Heavenly Demon Lord’s Treasure.

The energy waves of the Boshin Gyeonggi, which originally made one’s steps lighter, completely pushed away the energy of the Soolbeopmu Gong. It was a divine being that was beyond the words “monstrous.”

“Calm down. This place is also a place where the Dark Heavenly Emperor has spread his power.”

“The law will return. After all, aren’t you the grandson of the Jade Emperor?”

“Disciples, spread out your examination…!”

The masters of the Sanha school, who realized that they could not just sit still, rushed out in all directions. The artificial wind unique to the art of soolbeopmu-gong swirled translucently from the weapons they each held.

The vast underground space is instantly filled with air waves.

It is of a scale comparable to that of a large-scale anti-aircraft attack, and if it were to emerge from the East Blood, it would be a force that could rule the world.

They had a blind faith in the Dark Heavenly King, for for a long time he had been bestowing very mysterious teachings as if they were good deeds.

If this work ends well, there may be another study that will bring me great pleasure. That was the plan.

But it didn’t last long.

This is because while the Great Master Beomheo was walking from afar, there were beings that came in faster than him.

One of the rushing ones was buried in a bluish cloud. It was a sea of black clouds that suddenly rose up. The sound of skin splitting apart erupted like a storm.

A skill that is difficult to resist with a human body. It was the Cheongseong Jangmunin, who stood out from the start with his appearance, who displayed the Cheongun Sword Technique with his frosty sword.

The only famous person in the group, Yangbyeokgeomgun Cheongsujinin’s hand was extremely firm and worldly.

The atmosphere shook in two other places as well. Many people fell down, unable to properly receive the fragments of red light that were fluttering like flower petals.

Yulhanangrang, who had lowered his sword, did not stop for a single step as the pieces of the power of the foot flew in all directions.

Occasionally, he would swing his sword lightly as if he was striking a fuse with a brush, and the light wave would distort the air like flower petals, crushing the enemy’s weapons and all.

He was a swordsman with a talent for swordsmanship that literally entered the realm of brute strength.

Next to her, a short-haired girl wearing a black robe with a yellowish hue was breaking the ranks with a single spear. It could only be the yellowish hue spear, famous for the story of the ‘Shandong musician’s regret.’

like that.

The sects under Taemosan Mountain were swept away.

All Cho Il-seo was allowed to do was watch the scene in a daze. Instead, the intruders conversed.

“Evil mother.”

“What, me…?”

“Yeonshin must have put his arm together?”

“Of course! But these days, the volcano kids… … .”

“Yulhanangrang, Ak Daehyeop, since we’ve brought it up, let me ask. Is it true that the new purple one defeated Cheon Geukmunju? I’ve been focusing on recovering, so I’ve been away from the rumors of the martial world for a while, but Bindo just can’t believe it.”

“What’s there to disbelieve? Our Yeonshin is now the best in the world. Anyway, the size of Cheonrim in the original city and the famous people… … .”

“Evil mother.”

Aksurim, who had been raising his voice at Cheongseong Jangmunin, suddenly turns his head to the other side.

The Taoist god of volcanoes, Yulhanangrang, with many bloodstains blooming like orchids on his pale pink robe, was absentmindedly licking his lips in the sword wind.

“If that child’s arm has not been properly healed, I will formally return the favor and invite the purple-haired Iphwangseong to the main sect.”

“What are you bringing?”

“I guess I have to repay the favor.”

“If it’s grace, then grace. What is grace?”

“My karma is great. Since we have already shared a life together, my junior who will become the light of the world in the future… … .”

Yulhanangrang’s words were cut off.

Behind the back of Monk Beomheo, who had arrived at the palanquin carrying the first letter, a drop of dew was falling from the cave ceiling.

Saaaaa―

The most skilled practitioners perceive the moment as eternity. They can even see a tiny dot as a vast area.

The same was true of the dew falling at that moment.

In the water droplets reflecting all directions, a human figure suddenly grew rapidly and rose up. It was a sight that seemed to come out of a mirror.

In that moment, a single thought flowed out from Inyoung’s body that had revealed itself.

[A realm of emptiness and silence.]

It is activated immediately.

The one and only realm of sorcery and martial arts in the world known to the world to disrupt the balance of the spirits and bring down the best masters. A space like an invisible bottomless pit.

The dark sky dance of the Dark Heavenly King covered the entire underground area.