Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 1.

Seo (序)

“I guess it’s gone now….”

Even a Jiangshi dies if his head is blown off. Even more so when it comes to people.

thud!

The windbreaker escaped from his blood-covered hand and fell to the ground. The ax, which I usually swung lightly like a whip, became extremely heavy.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked down at his hands.

The hand wrapped in iron chains was completely crushed. It was amazing how he could hold and swing an ax the size of a human body with these hands.

Cheer ring!

Broken chains fell.

“I knew it would be like this.”

I forgot the pain because of the bitterness. These hands can’t even hold chopsticks, let alone an axe.

Still, isn’t that enough to change the head of the evil religious cult, which is said to be the most vicious of the three religions? Of course, both he and I ended up not being able to eat or drink.

“Is that guy dead?”

Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head.

I saw an old man leaning against a small rock. It was Moyonggun, the Murim lord, who was the head of the political faction of the time.

“Can’t you see that my neck is blown off?”

“I can’t see it.”

Yeon Ho-jeong frowned. Looking closely, Mo Yong’s eyes were very cloudy. He became blind due to excessive consumption of internal energy and extreme internal injuries.

He walked in front of Moyong-gun and collapsed.

“It’s all over.”

“You worked hard.”

Yes, it was a lot of trouble.

The political faction and the black faction joined hands to destroy Saeumgyo. Saeumgyo’s behavior was so vicious that it even eradicated the deep-rooted hatred and distrust between the two groups that had been enemies for hundreds of years.

That viciousness and the unprecedented training-training relationship will end as of today.

And your own life.

“Are you okay?”

“…something like that.”

“He is the first giant in history to be called the Great Master of the Black Path, so he should be of that level.”

That’s about it….

Yeon Ho-jeong didn’t mention that the last blow of the Saeum cultist had cut off his heart vein.

I’m somehow surviving my life with only a small amount of internal strength, but I also know that I’m going to die sooner or later.

“This is a surprising thing to the world. “Why are you praising me?”

“I was just telling the truth. “If it weren’t for you, we could have destroyed the Black Island Alliance ten years ago.”

“If that were the case, you too would have been ruined before today came.”

“That is correct. “They said it was a Saeongjima (塞翁之馬), so I never thought they would benefit from you.”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

Prince Moyong, who had been silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Why did you make that choice?”

“What do you mean?”

“Aren’t you originally from the Black Island? “If he had come to us, he would have been renowned as a world expert, so why did he go to the Black Island and become their leader?”

“Why are you bringing that up?”

“I want to answer my questions before I die.”

Mo Yong-gun’s voice was somehow empty.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking down at him, sighed.

“How long can you last?”

“I can’t stand half an angle.”

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Damn it.

Normally, I would have been able to see through other people’s physical condition right away. The heart vein is cut off, the true energy is weakened, and even the sense of energy becomes dull.

‘Is this guy over too?’

This is somehow bittersweet.

“Do you have any will?”

“The life I have lived is my will.”

“Befitting a Murim lord.”

“So what is the answer?”

“It just happened to be like that.”

Of course there was a reason. But I didn’t want to talk about the past in front of people who were dying.

Moyong-gun smiled.

The smile of a blind person made the viewer feel an unknown sadness.

“It’s like you.”

“I will take care of the final route.”

“Thank you.”

It certainly seemed to change when it was time for a person to die. Me and this guy too.

“and.”

“hmm?”

“I’m sorry.”

“What do you mean?”

“….”

“It’s so bland….”

Sigh.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes showed strength.

“Kuweek!”

Yeon Ho-jeong vomited blood. A foul smell came from the blood that had been vomited out.

He looked down at his solar plexus. There was a tiny needle stuck there that wasn’t visible to the naked eye.

‘A cow’s head?!’

Yeon Ho-jeong raised his trembling head and saw the face of an old man covered in blood. The face of the old man, breathing heavily, looked particularly dark.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes were bloodshot.

“Everyone is Tang Guan (唐款)…!”

A high-ranking figure who is the head of the Sichuan Tang family and the vice-leader of the Murim Alliance.

Yeon Ho-jeong clearly saw that Tang Gwan’s chest had been pierced by the evil sword of the Four Masters. Even if the heart had been missed, the heart vein would have ruptured due to the wind blowing, so how is he still alive?

No, why did you attack me?

“I’m not asking you to understand.”

Yeon Ho-jeong glared at Mo Yong-gun.

Prince Moyong said in a bitter voice.

“If I die, who will stop you? “The current martial arts faction… cannot stop the Black Emperor Castle.”

“Cough!”

“I will apologize in the afterlife. “Let’s go together.”

Even if I had left it alone, it would have died.

The heart pulse that had been steadily connected was suddenly cut off. The internal strength evaporated and the five internal organs and six parts began to melt due to Tang family’s extremely poisonous Danjangsan acid. The pain was so severe that I couldn’t even scream.

You son of a bitch, even if you use poison, you use something this strong?

Slurp!

Yeon Ho-jeong knelt down.

At the same time, the building collapsed. After completing his last mission, he relaxed and was the first to die.

“Why…”

Those words came out without me knowing.

A look of guilt appeared on Mo Yong’s face.

“I’m really sorry.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes became increasingly cloudy.

‘Why does the last one always suck?’

There are lesser evils, but if they become the worst and the best, they face the next best moment.

It was always like that. The fate of this guy, who seemed lucky but was incredibly bad, kept him in this mess until the very end.

Even though he learned legendary martial arts, he did not become the best person in the world. I thought he had achieved success, but he turned out to be the head of the Black Island Sect.

It was a tiring life where I couldn’t become the best and had only one burden to take responsibility for.

Still… I lived hard.

‘Lord. You need to go to the afterlife and apologize properly.’

**

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_ It was pure.

‘hmm?’

Beyond the soothing tones, I could smell a heavy scent.

‘what? ‘Have you come to a temple?’

But isn’t it the sound of Buddhist scriptures being recited?

“Please continue to look after us and help us enjoy our family’s glory for a thousand years.”

Movement around the area was captured along with a sonorous voice.

Yeon Ho-jeong opened his eyes.

‘ok?’

All the people kneeling down, front, left, and right bowed.

Yeon Ho-jeong blinked.

‘What’s going on?’

But why?

This place somehow looks familiar. I think I’ve seen the people’s clothing and that old-fashioned yet simple altar somewhere before.

At that time, someone tapped me from behind. Yeon Ho-jeong looked back without realizing it.

His mouth opened wide.

“uh?”

I saw a boy bowing and raising his head. And the boy’s face turned pale.

The boy gestured urgently. It was a gesture as if telling me to bow quickly.

But Yeon Ho-jeong couldn’t do that.

“Jipyeong?!”

For a moment, the solemn atmosphere calmed down.

The air cools rapidly. However, Yeon Ho-jeong was not in the spirit to feel the atmosphere of this place.

This boy in front of me.

This boy, with his witty face and impressive starry eyes, was his younger brother. The younger brother, who died 26 years ago with his family that was destroyed, has proudly appeared.

‘Is it a dream? fantasy?’

That can’t be possible. He was not a person who lived a life so easy that he confused reality with dreams or illusions.

Even if it’s not reality.

Even though the relationship fell apart, the family I wanted to see, even in my dreams, appeared. Yeon Ho-jeong felt a strong emotion rising deep in his heart.

“Open up!”

Yeon Ho-jeong hugged the boy.

Embarrassment appeared on the face of the boy, Yeon Ji-pyeong. I wondered if this guy was crazy.

The boy whispered softly and quickly.

“Brother tongue! Don’t do this! “I’m going to get scolded for doing this!”

“You bastard!”

This warmth and a slightly trembling reaction.

It was clearly his younger brother. Yeonhojeong’s vision became blurry.

“older brother! older brother! Oh really, why are you like this….”

That was then.

“Hojeong.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s body suddenly stiffened.

My younger brother’s face and voice were just as I remembered. And this voice I hear now.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who let go of Yeon Ji-pyeong, slowly turned around.

Before he knew it, a middle-aged man standing in front of the altar was glaring at him with scary eyes.

“What are you doing now?”

It was not a harsh reprimand or question. The simple voice carried a weight that was difficult to bear.

It was a voice I was so scared of and hated when I was young. This was a family I didn’t even try to meet because I didn’t want to hear that voice.

“father?”

The middle-aged man Yan Wei’s eyes frowned.

The sight of my son standing up and trudging along in a daze was very different from usual. It was a look filled with futility, disbelief, surprise, and emotion.

It was definitely a pretty impressive moment. His eldest son had never made eye contact with him since he was young. He was a guy who couldn’t straighten his shoulders properly due to the pressure he was under.

“Oh father!”

Yeonhojeong ran towards Yeonwi. It seemed like he was going to embrace me right away.

Yeonwi’s hand moved.

He immediately grabbed Yeon Ho-jeong’s wrist and gave it strength.

thud!

‘Oof!’

Yeon Ho-jeong knelt down. This is because the energy flowing through my wrists has taken away the strength in my legs.

“Are you really sane to make a fuss during a ancestral rite?”

This voice, which sent shivers down my spine, now only sounds familiar.

Yeon Ho-jeong raised his head.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Yeonwi’s face as she looked down at her son. Yeon Ho-jeong’s face was full of sadness as he looked at her.

For some reason, my eldest child is a little strange today.

“I will ask about the sin of disrupting the ancestral rites after it is over. “Go to the office and wait.”

It was the same cold tone as usual.

But the answer I got back was different from usual.

“yes!”

Isn’t this a too bold answer?

Yeonwi, who was rarely embarrassed, tried to turn around and Yeonhojeong stood up and looked around.

Everyone who participated in the ritual was looking at them. The eyes of about twenty people all had confusion in their eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s face, which was looking around at them with a smile, suddenly became stiff.

‘for a moment.’

I was so moved that I only now realized that this was a strange thing.

He looked down at his chest.

There was no downturn.

‘Am I not dead?’

That wasn’t all.

‘No. Beyond not being dead…’

Surprise appeared on Yeon Ho-jeong’s face as he glanced around once again.

‘This is my past, right?’

I examined my hands and groped my body. I swept my hair and looked at my clothes.

Yes. This was his body, but it was not his body. His body, hardened by countless battles, is full of scars, and his hands are full of calluses here and there.

The slim figure and clean hands were clearly the body he had as a child.

“Unbelievable. Is this really possible…”

“What are you muttering about!”

Yeon Wi finally protested. Yeon Ho Jeong bowed his head as if embarrassed and left the room.

He got out of his seat and looked around once again.

“…It’s really my home!”

One of the Seven Great Families, said to be the most famous martial arts families.

The Steel Family, whose history is only 50 years old, but whose presence is no less than that of other six generations.

Yeon Ho-jeong, the grand duke of Byeoksan Yeonga (碧山燕家), has returned.