Chapter 137 The Man Who Strikes First

After a while.
sabak, sabak, sabak-, sabak
The sound of rapidly crunching leaves grew louder and louder.
It’s a sign that the owner of the popular chuck is speeding up the unshin toward its destination.
As Nangin stood on the cliff, his gaze fixed on the forest behind him, a figure appeared in the distance.
A hairy man in his forties, short and stocky as a log, with a rather large mole on his left cheek.
He approached the cliff, bent down to his full height, and bowed politely.
Nangyin jerked his chin and called his name.
“Welcome. Naknyeong.”
The man named Naknyeong then bowed low to the ground, as if to set an example.
“Yes, Musa, how have you been?”
Nangyin shook his head and immediately held out his hand.
It means hand over what you’ve been sneaking in until now.
“Oh, yeah, here…….”
Naknyeong quickly pulled out a rather large object that he kept in a bottega bag over one shoulder.
An inkwell in the shape of a fuzzy toad.
It is specially crafted using the rare treasure yellow citrine, the so-called Huangshan soft stone.
“As you know, I risked my life to steal an ancient imperial mausoleum, so I’m asking you to keep my secrets…….”
“Whatever.”
He replied briefly, then handed me a piece of paper folded in several layers and said.
“It’s what you wanted.”
“Ah……!”
As he took the paper, his eyes lit up with joy.
“So, Musa, does that mean I should head for the Ten Thousand Mountains where my family is taking refuge?”
“That’s right. I wrote everything down there. The place, the time.”
With those words, Nangin hands you another small, flat plaque.
“Take this with you.”
There were no words, no symbols, just a single red line on the surface of the oak board.
“What is this?”
“Proof.”
“Right, so when you meet him, you’re supposed to pull out this necklace……?”
Nangyin nods his head slightly once more.
“With his help, your poor son’s body can be mended once and for all.”
Naknyeong’s voice was filled with tears and she was overcome with emotion.
“Thank you, I will not forget this favor until I die!”
“Go and live a new life.”
“Yes, yes, if we ever connect again…… then I’ll treat you to a nice drink.”
And so, Naknyeong bowed again and again, then disappeared like the wind into the dense forest on the flank.
Immediately after.
Nangyin looked at the Huangsomite in his hand.
‘From the moment we realize that some of the stories told as myths are real, the legendary gods are no longer mysterious beings, but objects of inquiry.’Also…….’
Turning around, he silently sharpened the huangsum curb, taking in the panoramic view of the cliff side.
‘I can no longer empathize with the mindset of the …… worshipper, and I think I can only ascend to the throne of the gods as a ruler. Like this very body.’
Right then.
Shhh.
Not far behind them, two figures silently appeared, clad from head to toe in crisp bloodstains.
It was as exquisite as if he had been standing there all along.
Is it a status gap.
While the figure on the left is well-dressed, with his clothes peeking out through the black cloth, the figure on the right is almost ragged and raggedy.
In the hands of the two Pifungs, standing roughly ten paces apart from Nangin, who has his back turned, are iron swords more than a foot long.
Yes.
All three of them wield the same iron sword.
The Pifungin standing to his left moved his darkly shadowed lips.
“Did you get it?”
Then Nangyin took the horse without looking back.
“Sure.”
“We’re reducing it.”
“Refrain.”
It was too soon to celebrate.
Flinching, Pifungin quickly ducks his head.
“I apologize. I got a little carried away and…….”
Nangyin continued his rambling, looking off into the distance.
“They say it’s a two-hundred-year cycle. We are living in one of those times.”
The two Pifungs stood still in the back and listened to him.
“In times of trouble, heroes arise…… When the world is in turmoil, talents that have been hiding in plain sight are unleashed. When a great crisis strikes, people feel desperate, and it brings out the best in them that would be difficult to realize in calmer times. This is what makes the Martial Forest so terrifying, for the countless sleeping dragons of the land will rise up and raise their own banners of heroism. But…….”
Nang Yin placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
“The key to unlocking the power of the gods, which no one knows. The key to unlocking the power of the gods, which no one knows, is already in my hands, and thus the pendulum of fate has swung.”
The courtier shook his head and spoke carefully.
“That’s right. We were ready for the storm early on.”
“I can’t stop that heavenly destiny, so I’ll just have to lead it.”
“Yes, you’re absolutely right.”
“With the destruction of the Martial Divine Sword, which was considered a stumbling block, the remaining nine Ten Thousand Soldiers, no matter who their owners are, are of no concern…… Even so, they cannot be completely ignored.”
Nangyin finally turns his head to look at the two men in the cloak.
Not a big deal.
Hmmm.
Suddenly, they both took a few steps back, as if startled by something.
‘……!’
The atmosphere around the top of the cliff has changed.
A lifeless space.
There’s a deathly silence, like being immersed in a deep, deep darkness that you can’t see, and it sends chills down your spine.
I couldn’t hear the bird chirping.
The grasshoppers stopped crying like a broken record.
In addition.
One by one, the winds that had been blowing through the three fringes of the wind vanished.
It was as if the whispers of nature had been completely swallowed up by a mysterious force.
Time seemed to stand still on the cliffs, with a silence that didn’t match the lush green landscape as far as the eye could see.
Without a straight line of sunshine, it’s almost as if everywhere you look is an illusion…….
The cause was the aura of the dead.
A mere handful of force has completely devitalized the surroundings.
The two Pifungs shuddered slightly, as if they were choking.
No, it’s not.
The quick pursing of their lips was exactly what they were doing.
Soon, as Nangyin gathered his strength, the two Blood Fengs let out a harsh breath, neither knowing who had spoken first.
The whispers of nature paused for a moment.
“What do you think?”
At Nangin’s quiet question, the man to his left barely cleared his throat before answering.
“@Michael_McGee, you’re amazing.”
“But I’m still not satisfied.”
“……!”
“Do you think this is the end of the line?”
“…….”
“Nope. You set your own limits. You’ll have to have that mindset until you get to the real end.”
With those words, Nangin turned his head away again.
“Do not rejoice in the little things. Walk the path I have paved for you, but don’t show any signs of wavering until you reach the end.”
The polite man replied with a serious look in his eyes.
“I’ll remember, I’ll remember, and when I’ve accomplished everything…… then I’ll go and rejoice to my heart’s content.”
“Now I’ll let the Murim play on the board I’ve laid out for them, and we’ll go about our business as we always have, pretending we exist but don’t.”
Hearing Nang Yin’s words, Pifeng Yin adjusted the cloth covering his head, and his eyes glowed with an eerie light.
“The first arrangement will signal the arrival of this turbulence, and the uninformed will flock to it like moths to a flame.”
“Yes, it’s destined to be burned by the light.”
May such a romantic teeter on the edge of a cliff.
“The Naknyeong has come with a tail. I’m detecting a popular ship in the distance, Baidama, which I already expected.”
Immediately, the man on the right, who hadn’t said a word the entire time, responded with a slight movement of his head.
It’s about knowing that it’s your job to take care of it.
“Check it out, and if you find a tail, clean it up. But…….”
“…….”
“If you find your strength lacking, remember my teachings and act with swiftness. It is unlikely, but even if you are unable to do so, you will naturally find yourself in a place of honor in the future…….”
“…….”
Pifeng was speechless.
Chapter gestured instead.
Though he didn’t even look at the man standing in front of him.
Shhh.
Nangyin raised one hand, and Pifeng, who stood to his right, vanished into the forest like a ghost.
The remaining Pifeng asked, frowning.
“Are you headed right there?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, I’ll take you to your temporary home, and I’ve got some new clothes for you there.”
“Let’s go.”
Nangyin threw out an indifferent voice and headed for the bottom of the cliff, and Fifeng followed suit with his Inner Gong.
* * *
sak, sak-, sak-, sak-, sak
As he made his way swiftly through the bushes, he suddenly looked back and heard a low, whispered voice.
“What do you think, Hunlin? Do you think this is the way to go?”
“I’m sure.”
Namgung Heonlin stopped moving, afraid to finish his sentence.
“Ugh!
He senses a swiftly approaching figure in the distance ahead.
That’s not exactly exhilarating.
Tsk, tsk, tsk-.
They exchanged glances, then drew their swords.
Then.
It disappeared like a lie.
‘……!’
Namgung Heonlin and Zhenhui were puzzled.
Flutter!
The cloaked figure stepped on a branch overhead and fell violently through the air.
Frighteningly fast.
Shkaak-!
It’s a double-edged sword that targets both at the same time.
Quack-!
With a loud bang, large amounts of dirt were thrown in all directions.
Namgung Heonlin and Zhen Heng were traveling in opposite directions, narrowly avoiding the attack.
<Yay, cilantro!
<I'm on the left, you're on the right!
As soon as they exchanged the first note, the two approached each other from the left and right.
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!
A dozen seconds of passing unfolded in the blink of an eye, but Pifeng executed his defense and evasion perfectly.
Kang-kang-kang-chang-chang, chang-chang-kicking, kicking, kicking, kicking-!
Echoes in the woods.
Windowpane.
Chirp-!
A flesh-slicing sound echoes.
It's a concise swordplay of Pifungin, the sound of the extremes of speed.
"Ugh!"
The groaning, exhilarated, large body retreated.
He had cut his left forearm in a courtesy strike.
"Boom, strong!
In the blink of an eye, Pifeng Yin leaped and landed in front of Zhen Yun, unleashing a terminating sword qi.
Poof-!
Nan Gongxun Lin stood in his way and struck out with his sword qi, but was shocked by the blood in his body.
It was the sheer force of Pifeng's weight.
"Oh my God!
A gleam of distrust filled Nan Gongxunlin's eyes as his opponent's sword pole magnified.
Bam-!
A flurry of blades.
Inscrutable speed, inscrutable power, and a fierce one-sword.
Clenching his fangs tightly, Nan Gongxunlin reflexively thrust out a sword filled with polarized energy, while Zhen Xue, who stood beside him, also unleashed a sword Qi that was at its peak.
Head-on swordfights.
Kwaaang-!
As the roar and vibrations shake the world around you.
"Laugh."
"Ugh."
With a short groan, Nangong Xunlin and the newcomer slid back a dozen paces before slamming into a large tree with their backs.
Soon afterward, Fifeng remained where he was, crossing the Sword of Excellence, and a sword Qi like the fangs of a giant beast erupted with tremendous force.
Shuaaa …
Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared in front of him and straightened his sword.
Gah!
With a deafening roar, Fifeng Yin's massive sword Qi shattered into powder, scattering thinly into the air.
Namgung Heonlin and Jeon Hyeon looked at the back of Inyoung's head as he stood nearby, questioning.
"Nu, who……?
Pifeng Yin was not surprised by the unexpected arrival.
No, I was more surprised that my blade was blocked than the stranger.
In-young's identity was revealed to be Chul-ryu-hyeon, who was sitting in the center of the three's attention.
Immediately after.
Shhh.
Tilting his head, Chulhyeon asked sternly.
"What do you guys have to do with the Lord of Wuyang?"
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 138 (138/552)