-Woowoong!

The sacred orb shining much brighter than before.

Its light was so brilliant that it illuminated the dark precipice cliff.

‘Is that really the true source?’

The blade user suddenly had doubts.

Looking at the tremendous energy flowing out, he could only think it was the true source, the core of spirit beasts.

However, he had never seen a true source that emitted light like this among all the ones he had seen before.

As he was caught up in this doubt,

-Heumchit!

The blade user looked down the precipice.

The end of the seemingly endless precipice was becoming visible.

But the moment the light shone, a strange wild nature completely different from human presence was felt from below.

Yet it was difficult to consider it a spirit beast.

Something eerie and ominous could be felt, but

‘A monster?’

It seemed to be some kind of evil spirit or ghost.

Such natural places with little human presence and abundant natural energy were indeed good conditions for evil spirits or spirit beasts to inhabit.

Seeing things bulging here and there on the ground, could they be reacting to the light?

The blade user looked down, then raised his head again.

‘That’s not what’s important.’

What he was interested in wasn’t mere monsters, but spirit beasts.

And those were beings of high rank enough to be called the Five Spirits.

Such low-grade monsters were outside his realm of interest.

-Paang!

Despite the strong valley wind, the blade user kicked off the void and launched his body towards the Cheonma.

He could no longer be certain whether that was the true source or not, but seeing how the Cheonma was trying not to let it be taken, it was clearly something important.

But something was strange.

Despite him approaching, all of the Cheonma’s attention was focused on that thing.

Looking at his dazed eyes, it seemed as if he had entered a state of deep concentration.

***

A space of nothingness, like a void.

‘Huh?’

Mok Gyeong-un looked around, unable to hide his bewilderment.

When did he enter this state of deep concentration?

This was clearly the world of the mind’s eye.

‘I’m sure…… I was looking at the sacred orb.’

The strange energy emanating from the sacred orb dyed in bright light.

Feeling a strangely familiar sensation from it, the moment he reached out to touch it, he entered this world of the mind’s eye like this.

‘……What is this?’

As far as Mok Gyeong-un knew, this was an object that gave revelations, and only the chosen ones could receive those revelations.

But why did he fall into this mind’s eye the moment he touched it?

As he was wondering about this,

‘Ah……’

Come to think of it, what he was thinking about at the end wasn’t about this sacred orb.

Although he had touched the sacred orb, he was thinking about something else.

It was the warning-like prophecy spoken by the person who called himself a prophet.

[I am a being close to immortality.]

When he heard those words from the guy, the prophet’s words came to mind.

[Due to an immortal being, the vast organization you will create and your descendants, no, the entire martial world will be in danger.]

‘……’

Is this blade user the one the prophet warned about?

Just who on earth is this person?

He talked as if he knew a lot about him, and even knew his route from Shaolin.

[……And the third is this place called the holy land of swords, Spiritual Sword Sanctuary…… It was worth the wait, indeed.]

Although Shaolin and the Tang family were already past events, the guy spoke as if he knew in advance that he would come here.

It’s utterly incomprehensible.

It’s not even a concept of predicting future events, nor does it feel like he heard a prophecy.

He speaks as if it’s a past event.

Who on earth is that person to speak in such a way?

As questions kept piling up,

-Woowoong!

At that moment, the space of this world presumed to be the mind’s eye began to waver, and something blurry started to appear in the surroundings.

Undergrowth grew, trees covered the area, and the space of nothingness transformed into some kind of place.

Then, a terrible scene appeared in this created world.

Numerous people had been slaughtered and turned into cold corpses, and in the center of it all, someone was leaning on a black treasure sword like a cane, holding it with difficulty.

Mok Gyeong-un’s gaze became strange as he looked at that someone.

This was because, although he was seeing that person for the first time, the features of that face somewhat resembled his own.

Who on earth is that?

As he was wondering, someone’s voice was heard.

[How disappointing. I had expectations since you were said to be an ancestor, but it’s no comparison to him.]

‘!?’

At the familiar voice, Mok Gyeong-un looked in that direction.

There, he saw that blade user standing with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Judging by his treasured blade and entire outfit being stained with blood, it was clear that all this was the blade user’s doing.

What is happened happened here?

As he was thinking this, the injured man barely stood up and opened his mouth.

[Cough cough…… You…… Who…… are you?]

[Didn’t I tell you? I am the one who will achieve the extreme through the blade.]

[How could someone like you be in this remote area of Xinjiang……]

-Seureuk!

Before the man could finish speaking, the blade user’s form blurred, and using a technique of shape-changing, he appeared behind the man and thrust his treasured blade into the middle of his back.

-Puk!

[Keok!]

[Why am I here, you ask? To personally annihilate you arrogant Heavenly Families with my own hands.]

‘Heavenly Families?’

-Seuseuseuseu!

As soon as those words ended, the surroundings shook again, and everything that was visible returned to nothingness.

Mok Gyeong-un couldn’t understand what this phenomenon was.

Why was he seeing such things in the world of the mind’s eye?

‘……’

Then, the world of nothingness changed again and became some kind of place.

But this place seemed somehow familiar.

This is,

‘Mount Song?’

It was certainly Mount Song without a doubt.

Having been there before, he could be sure looking at the surrounding scenery.

However, it wasn’t exactly the same.

Rather, everything seemed more mature than when he had seen it before, but it was difficult to understand why.

Then someone appeared.

It was an old monk.

The old monk, whose entire body was covered in wounds, looked at someone and spoke with difficulty.

[Amitabha, patron…… This humble monk has lost.]

Most of the old monk’s wounds appeared to be from blade marks, and this too seemed familiar, so when Mok Gyeong-un turned his gaze to where the old monk was looking,

‘!?’

The blade user was standing there.

He had wondered, but what on earth is this?

As he was puzzled, the blade user approached the old monk and spoke.

[As expected of the Shaolin Divine Monk titled one of the Five Great Experts of the Central Plains. At least better than that Demon Sword Emperor I had anticipated.]

[Demon Sword Emperor? …… Could it be that you are the one who appeared in Xinjiang……]

-Seuseuseuseu!

Before the old monk could finish speaking, the surroundings wavered and became blurry again.

The space that returned to nothingness was already changing into another place and showing something else.

[Catch him!]

[We must kill him!]

Countless high-level experts could be seen, and they were chasing someone, and that someone was once again the blade user.

-Chwachwachwachwachwak!

[Foolish ones.]

The blade user leisurely swung his blade in front of these many high-level experts pursuing him, slaughtering numerous experts.

The visions kept changing like this, showing the blade user’s path.

Those killed by the blade user were too many to count, and it was difficult to measure the end.

At first, Mok Gyeong-un thought these were things the blade user had done, but he suddenly realized.

‘Could it be……’

Are these events that will happen in the future?

Come to think of it, after touching the sacred orb that reveals the future, he saw these scenes.

Does this mean the sacred orb is showing him future events as a revelation?

‘Why?’

He wasn’t the chosen Holy Fire Priestess.

So why is it showing him such things?

Could it be to let him know that this person is extremely dangerous?

Is it giving a revelation to stop him for that reason?

‘If I kill this person, will all the things I’ve just seen not happen?’

He wasn’t some kind of hero.

Nevertheless, showing this to him, is it because his future generations will suffer as that so-called prophet said?

‘……Will I have descendants?’

Mok Gyeong-un had only thought about revenge, so he had never considered children or descendants.

The only reality he saw was stained with blood.

It’s truly incomprehensible.

Descendants……

He still wasn’t sure if these scenes being shown were really revelations or future events.

Is there really no one else who can do anything about the blade user except himself?

Is that why a mere object is urging him to kill this being?

It was at that very moment.

-Woowoong!

Once again, the surroundings wavered and changed into some place.

This looked like a battlefield.

Countless high-level experts from various sects were divided into two factions, engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

‘Is this also an event that will happen in the distant future?’

Will I see the blade user’s slaughter again?

As he was wondering, this time he saw unexpected scenes.

It was not the blade user, but several high-level experts using the same martial arts as the blade user, slaughtering numerous people.

They seemed inferior compared to the blade user, but these were also considerable experts.

Seeing this, Mok Gyeong-un clicked his tongue.

Will there be so many high-level experts reaching this level in the distant future?

‘It looks dangerous.’

Whether these were descendants raised by the blade user or his subordinates, he wasn’t sure, but if such people were to overflow, it certainly seemed like the martial world would become chaotic.

Whatever it showed, it seemed the sacred orb was trying to make him aware in some way that the blade user was dangerous.

It was just as he was thinking this.

-Gooooooo!

At that moment, the surroundings stirred, and the gazes of the martial artists on the battlefield, whether allies or enemies, were seen turning towards someone.

It was in the middle of the battlefield in mid-air.

Someone wearing a black dragon robe could be seen floating in the air.

Could it be the highest realm of lightness technique called Transcending Void Path?

‘Who is that?’

Due to the viewing angle, only the side profile was barely visible, but it was a handsome man with an extremely pale white face and long flowing hair.

It’s hard to see clearly, but this person also gives a strangely familiar feeling.

Then,

-Deureureureuru!

A strong vibration arose from the ground.

Then, weapons that had lost their owners and become corpses began to float into the air.

-Dungdungdung!

The sight of numerous weapons adorning the top of the castle was truly spectacular.

The eyes of the martial artists watching this from the ground were filled with astonishment.

‘……’

It wasn’t just them who couldn’t help but be amazed.

Mok Gyeong-un too couldn’t help but be amazed at the monstrous, incredible inner force of the man lifting so many weapons with Void Object Grasping? No, Qi-Controlled Sword.

In terms of inner force alone, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he had reached the realm of the best in the world, no, the realm of supreme-rulers.

But then, an even more astonishing thing happened.

-Woowoong!

‘!!!!!!’

Just Qi-Controlled Sword Technique alone would be amazing, but when numerous swords and blades raised blue strong energy, it felt like stars twinkling in broad daylight were embroidering the sky.

While everyone was speechless with their mouths open seeing this, the being showing this incredible sight opened his mouth and said something.

[……]

Along with this, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched, filled with ecstasy at the incredible sight unfolding before his eyes.

As he was unable to take his eyes off that scene,

-Mortallllll!

‘!?’

At Cheong-ryeong’s piercing cry ringing in his ears, the world of the mind’s eye disappeared in an instant, and Mok Gyeong-un was able to return to reality.

‘Huh?’

Returning to reality, Mok Gyeong-un saw the blade user unleashing a blade technique towards him.

It was an incredible ultimate technique tracing numerous trajectories.

-Chwachwachwachwachwachwachwak!

Because it was so close, Mok Gyeong-un had no time to avoid and unleashed the third technique of the Demon Sword Art.

-Chaechaechaechaechaechaechaeng!

Between the precipice where valley winds raged, the sword techniques and blade techniques of the two clashed fiercely.

-Chwak chwak!

Although they were mere scratches, his arm and thigh were cut simultaneously as the guy pushed forward, disregarding the sword techniques aiming for his vital points.

Unlike before, the blade user’s blade techniques had become extremely fierce.

‘Could it be?’

Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes narrowed.

Normally, one wouldn’t want to miss a single move as each was so strong it could be fatal, but whether overconfident in his own regenerative ability or not, he pushed forward too recklessly.

‘The outcome of our battle is already decided, you whose life would be in danger from a single blade cut, Cheonma!’

The blade user, certain of victory, unleashed his blade techniques even more recklessly.

As he was trying to decide the match before reaching the ground of the precipice, at that very moment.

A thunderous sound burst out from the end of the precipice.

-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

At the thunderous sound, both people simultaneously stopped their contest and created distance while looking down.

‘What is happened is that?’

A bizarre sight met their eyes.

It was because huge, elongated things that looked like earthworms in form had broken through the bottom of the precipice and sprung out.