Chapter 411
Chapter 411
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 108
>Chapter Title: Encounter (2)
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The corners of Eldest Young Master Na Yul-ryang's mouth curled up slyly as he gazed at Mok Kyung-un.
"So, that was inside you?"
The atmosphere around Na Yul-ryang, who had transplanted the eyeball from Demon Yak's left eye onto his forehead, was markedly different from before.
Unlike the arrogance and brusqueness he had shown due to his unfamiliarity with emotions, he now exuded a sense of leisure.
He clasped one hand behind his back and raised the other hand upward.
Then,
*Snap! Snap! Snap!*
Lin! Bing! Jie!
He formed simplified mudras and flicked his fingers.
*Snap!*
It was the moment his fingers snapped.
*Whoooosh!*
Curse power spread in all directions, beginning to release the yokai powers trapped here and there.
The released yokai powers,
*Crunch! Crunch!*
"Urk!"
"M-My eyes suddenly—!"
The humans in the area suddenly clutched their left or right eyeballs in agony, leaving those around them unable to hide their bewilderment.
This wasn't limited to the humans on Na Yul-ryang's side; it included some among those under Mok Kyung-un's command.
As those around checked on the suffering humans,
"Hey. Hey, what's wrong with you...? Hic!"
"W-What is this? Your... your eye?"
They couldn't conceal their shock upon seeing their eyes.
The eyes they clutched in pain split open in a cross shape, revealing the bizarre hidden eyes within.
The sight was so grotesque it bordered on repulsive.
But the shocking events didn't end there.
*Stab!*
*Crunch!*
"Gah!"
"You.... What is this...."
Those clutching their eyes soon attacked the people beside them.
The humans, who were comrades and had let their guard down while watching their agony, had no choice but to fall victim to the sudden assaults.
And this wasn't just among the regular humans; some unit leaders and even grand unit leaders were mixed in.
"Urgh.... G-Grand Unit Leader O...."
"Kuhuhu. The time has finally come."
"Ughhh. Unit Leader Gi-yun.... W-Why are you doing this?"
"You fool. Do I still look like Grand Unit Leader Gi-yun to you?"
Screams erupted everywhere, and with incidents breaking out all around, even the leaders and executives of the various sects were momentarily at a loss for how to respond.
What in the world was happening?
"...."
The Assembly Leader's eyes trembled as he looked down at the plaza below.
Just as he had anticipated hidden agents among the elders, he had expected some here as well.
But even he hadn't predicted this.
They were scattered everywhere, making it hard to count them precisely, but at a glance, nearly two-tenths of the humans seemed to have been unknowingly corrupted.
To hide so many kin like this—had it all been in preparation for such a moment?
*You worked tirelessly, child.*
At that moment, a voice echoed in the Assembly Leader's ear.
The instant he heard it, his gaze shot toward a certain direction.
It was his own great disciple, Na Yul-ryang.
"!!!!"
The moment he saw him, the Assembly Leader's expression hardened fiercely.
"So, in the end...."
Even if he possessed innate martial talent surpassing his own, since he wasn't of the Heavenly Vein bloodline, the Assembly Leader had thought it sufficient to simply keep him from the leader's seat.
But when had he planted that eye so close by?
Had he read several moves ahead?
*The grand plan was disrupted by variables, but you fulfill your filial duty so splendidly.*
The Assembly Leader ground his teeth at the voice.
*Crunch!*
He's still arrogant.
This must be because of that entity.
The Assembly Leader's gaze turned to Mok Kyung-un.
He had never once left that spot, yet he revealed himself now—likely because he wouldn't miss this moment for anything.
*Grip!*
'Even if things have gone awry, I can't let it have its way.'
Otherwise, everything would truly bend to its will.
Clenching his left fist tightly, the Assembly Leader looked at Mok Kyung-un and spoke.
"Ryu So-wol. I don't know if you'll trust me, but how about we join hands for now?"
In response to his proposal, Mok Kyung-un, who had been overlooking the plaza below, lifted his head and replied.
"Join hands?"
"I differ from that one in my thoughts. I seek to set everything right.... Gah!"
It was then.
Mid-sentence, the Assembly Leader clutched his chest.
Veins on his exposed skin bulged black and turned bluish-purple, resembling the symptoms of qi deviation.
The Assembly Leader glared at Eldest Young Master Na Yul-ryang with bloodshot, vein-popped eyes.
He was smiling at him.
'I thought.... I'd undone.... everything....'
There were still lingering restrictions.
Realizing this, fury blazed in the Assembly Leader's eyes.
He had restrained himself so much and prepared to overturn everything, yet it had all been mere play within its palm.
It was right then.
*Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!*
Mok Kyung-un formed simplified mudras with his left hand.
Bing! Dou! Lie! Zhen!
They were the mudras of the Nine-Character Activation Method.
In an instant, tremendous curse power filled the space around the Assembly Leader.
*Whoooosh!*
Then,
*Fwaaaah!*
Four pillars arose around him.
Normally invisible to those without curse power, the Assembly Leader could see these pillars.
Mok Kyung-un had conjured them with curse power and spells.
*Slide!*
Mok Kyung-un placed the sword formula slip to his lips and murmured softly.
"Four Peaks Linked Lock Technique."
*Shwaaaah!*
At that moment, the four pillars connected, forming a massive barrier.
Thus, the Assembly Leader was trapped within a space forged of curse power.
But as this happened,
*Hiss!*
The bulging veins on his skin began to subside bit by bit.
'What is this?'
A glint appeared in the Assembly Leader's eyes.
He had heard from Vice Leader Mong Seo-cheon that the one who inherited the Moon Vein's sword style had talent in barrier arts and became a disciple of Sorcerer Jo Ui-gong under Original Killing Corner's division leader.
For his plans, he had prioritized barrier arts in his preparations, but since their system was arguably more complex than martial arts, he hadn't paid it much mind, figuring he couldn't have learned much.
Yet now, it seemed far beyond that level.
But even with possession, could an origin soul wield sorcery—the antithesis of his power—so adeptly?
As he puzzled over this,
*Slide!*
Mok Kyung-un extended his hand.
The Assembly Leader, barely freed from the restriction's pain within the Four Peaks Linked Lock Formation, was pushed back and sent flying through a window into the main building.
*Boom!*
Having launched the Assembly Leader away like that, Mok Kyung-un turned to gaze at Eldest Young Master Na Yul-ryang.
Unlike the others whose eyes now held another eye within, an incomparable yokai power and eerie aura emanated from him.
He looked like a completely different person.
No, had he become a different person?
'That eye....'
An eye had sprouted on his forehead.
Staring at it intently, Mok Kyung-un soon,
*Thud!*
Landed right in front of Na Yul-ryang in midair.
The impact of Mok Kyung-un's landing cracked the ground, sending shockwaves that flung nearby people away.
"Ugh!"
"W-What energy is that...."
*Boom boom boom boom boom!*
Due to the shockwaves and aftermath, only Mok Kyung-un and Na Yul-ryang remained within the radius around them.
Na Yul-ryang smiled and opened his mouth.
"I never imagined that body could wield barrier arts as well. Impressive."
"That eye.... You're not Na Yul-ryang, are you."
"Na Yul-ryang? Ahhh. Of course not. That child is sleeping peacefully within."
Na Yul-ryang patted his chest demonstratively.
Then, glancing toward where he had sent the Assembly Leader flying, he said.
"Thanks to that childish fool, I worried the grand plan might unravel, but fortunately, everything is falling back into place."
"Grand plan?"
"Indeed. I've been weaving a grand design. You were a variable, but nothing I can't overcome."
With those words, Na Yul-ryang extended his hand toward Mok Kyung-un.
And with a smile, he said.
"That fool may have made the first move, but I've prepared much for you. Come with me, So-wol."
No sooner had the words left his mouth,
*Crack!*
The wooden doll in Mok Kyung-un's bosom cracked.
It couldn't withstand the spirit power of Cheong-ryeong inside.
Cheong-ryeong, forcing her way out, spoke to Mok Kyung-un in a voice filled with ecstasy and rage.
*Mortal.... It's him. No doubt about it.*
In Cheong-ryeong's vision, it wasn't Na Yul-ryang but another figure.
The being she loathed so deeply—the one who had ripped out her heart and brought her death.
It was Bi Yong-hyeon of the Heavenly Vein.
However, Mok Kyung-un viewed him differently from Cheong-ryeong.
It was,
"You're the third Mok-gan."
"!?"
Na Yul-ryang's smiling expression froze coldly and turned eerie.
He tilted his head slightly, then spoke through narrowed eyes.
"...I never expected those words from your mouth."
*Mortal, what are you talking about? That one with the eye on his forehead is clearly....*
*Cheong-ryeong. He's the third Mok-gan.*
*The third Mok-gan...? That one is....*
Cheong-ryeong's words trailed off faintly.
Her mind grew chaotic.
The shell was undoubtedly Eldest Young Master Na Yul-ryang, and inside was definitely him.
But him being the third Mok-gan?
From her time with Mok Kyung-un, she knew the third Mok-gan—the fusion of Mok (Eye) and Gan (Gen), the Three-Eyed One—was the leader of the Secret Society.
What in the world was going on?
As she puzzled, Na Yul-ryang raised one eyebrow and said.
"You.... Are you really So-wol?"
At his question, the corners of Mok Kyung-un's mouth slowly curled up.
*Shwaaaah!*
*Flinch!*
It looked like a smile, but the chill and overwhelming killing intent surging from it sharpened Na Yul-ryang's eyes.
No matter if it was an origin soul, the Ryu So-wol he knew would never make such a face.
This was something only one who had wrought slaughter, hellish screams, blood, and agony... could possess.