Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 967

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Chapter 967
It had always been this way.
Even if I did things half-heartedly, I’d still follow the path anyway, so why not play around a bit?
Once I became Gaju and stopped doing things half-heartedly, I’ve grown to this extent.
‘That irritating gentleman really is annoying….’
I opened my eyes wide and looked at Namgung Un.
Whether Namgung Un lacked perception or was pretending not to notice, he completed the formation array smoothly according to my instructions.
“I’ve seen many people install my formation arrays before… but this one is a bit unique?”
“Well, the Namgung Family is also renowned as a formation array and mechanical installation contractor, after all.”
“Installation contractor? What kind of term is that…. Anyway, that’s how it is. Even when the Jegallim Family was thriving, they earned quite a reputation. The Jegallim Family… I heard they charged excessively high prices.”
The previous Gaju likely aimed for premium quality.
The Namgung Family apparently capitalized on that point and installed decent quality formation arrays at one tier lower prices.
“Competing on price is a good thing. In any case, Namgung observed keenly. This is a formation array mixed with sorcery.”
“Sorcery?”
“I had business with the Moshan Sect… and learned a bit from them.”
At those words, the Namgung patriarch rubbed his chin.
“Hmm…. Is this safe? I know the Moshan Sect’s sorcery is absolute, but sorcery can go haywire if you’re not careful, can’t it?”
“Yes. It’s fine. My motto is non-killing.”
“I don’t understand what motto means.”
“Just understand it by feeling.”
The two of us continued to move about, installing and reinforcing the formation arrays.
At the same time, Yeo Ha-ryun watched the two of them move from a distance, then eventually turned his head.
“….”
Not all of his subordinates had assembled.
Only the elite—about three hundred of them—were here.
Yeo Ha-ryun asked Ilkana.
“Didn’t everyone come? Why only these people?”
“Ah, they all came, but I moved the majority elsewhere. This is how we draw them in.”
At Ilkana’s answer, Yeo Ha-ryun nodded.
Normally in such situations, one would suspect the strategist of betrayal, but Yeo Ha-ryun had no such habit.
With fists, why would there be a need to suspect people?
Ilkana, having witnessed firsthand how that mad monster tears people apart, would never entertain such thoughts.
They don’t become a handful of blood,
They become star-shaped blood.
A handful of stars.
Those called the ‘Demon Head’ and ‘Demon Emperor’—beings I once thought absolutely unbeatable.
Saying “I’ll offer your neck to Ilwol, the air you breathe is wasted”…
Didn’t he turn them all into a handful of stars, ‘★Head’ and ‘★Emperor’?
In the old days he’d only burst heads, but these days, perhaps he’s achieved something, he bursts people limb by limb.
The mad Vice Patriarch Cheon Sal-seong continues to turn people into a handful of blood—no, ★blood today as well.
In the desert, there are tribes that believe people become stars when they die, but Ilkana did not believe this.
However, watching that madman burst people into star-shaped patterns, she now believes.
Humans become a handful of ★dust when they die.
Yeo Ha-ryun asked.
“Hmm. Do you have information?”
“The enemy of my enemy is my friend…. Two of the Vice Patriarchs have made their move, I hear. And those who oppose them provided the information.”
Yeo Ha-ryun believes. He does not doubt.
“I see. Two of them. That works well.”
Speaking thus, something pitch-black rises from Yeo Ha-ryun’s hand.
Cheonma True Qi.
As if piercing a hole through the world itself, something unfathomably deep moved like an anemone according to Yeo Ha-ryun’s will.
‘Yes, Brother Jin Cheon-hee. Ilkana is working diligently today to avoid becoming a handful of ★dust.’
When that madman becomes the Cheonma later, I will achieve my revenge.
That is the contract between the two of us, after all.
Is he not the one who honors contracts more faithfully than anyone?
Yeo Ha-ryun felt the Cheonma True Qi and reached his conclusion.
“Strike down those fools and clean up the rest as well.”
“What will you do after that? Are you thinking of confronting the Cheonma, Brother?”
Normally, the Cheonma should shed her shell and ascend to heaven.
However, the position of that Cheonma, whom I thought had passed away, remains unfilled.
Then….
“….”
Yeo Ha-ryun did not answer.
Only the Cheonma True Qi rippling in his hand grew darker, darker, and darker still.
At that sight, his subordinates felt their skin crawl and their bodies froze.
Only the strategist Ilkana could think clearly.
‘That crazy brother is releasing his demonic aura again.’
Oh, gods of sand and night.
I am suffering so much among these ignorant Central Plains heretics.
* * *
The Ilwol Singyeo.
However, outsiders call it the Demonic Sect.
There, Vice Patriarchs are made to kill each other to select the Leader.
Therefore, the Vice Patriarchs live with intense murderous intent toward one another.
Yet sometimes they join hands against a common enemy, and now was precisely such a time.
Cheon Sal-seong Yeo Ha-ryun.
A Vice Patriarch possessing unparalleled strength.
The current Leader Cheonma’s favored disciple.
However, the Cheonma’s favor was unlike anything ordinary, so Yeo Ha-ryun had to cross countless death lines.
And it is the same now. Two of the Six Demon Clans have sent their maximum forces.
“You weren’t interested in the position of Vice Patriarch, were you?”
“My brother is dead. There’s no helping it now.”
The peak of a mountain overlooking the island where Supachai was located.
Two figures stood there.
A towering man with bronzed skin nearly nine feet tall, and Cheong-yeon, who had represented the Demonic Sect during the Patcheonmusang Divine Art incident in the past.
“I heard Dokun became a cripple.”
“I knew that fool would rush in recklessly like that. He probably didn’t know what kind of person Ilgwang is.”
“Cheong-yeon. Aren’t you overestimating Ilgwang?”
“Perhaps. You haven’t faced him yourself. True to his epithet, he’s a madman. I’m reluctant even to enter that place.”
At Cheong-yeon’s words, the giant stared at the island with an expressionless face for a moment.
“They say the Jegallim Family’s formation arrays are unparalleled under heaven. But… they won’t be able to withstand the elite forces of the main family.”
“That’s true. But what about casualties? You understand that if we suffer heavy losses here, we could be pushed aside by the others, don’t you?”
“If we can eliminate Cheon Sal-seong, it won’t be a loss. Don’t forget the agreement.”
“First, Yeo Ha-ryun. Then, only one of us two survives. I know. Heukrok. You shouldn’t forget either.”
“Good. Then. Let’s begin.”
Heukrok, the new Vice Patriarch of the Iron Blood Demon Family.
And Cheong-yeon, the Vice Patriarch of the Myriad Weapon Killing Family, one of the Six Demon Clans.
The two summoned their subordinates.
Now it was time to charge toward the fortress created by the Jegallim Family.
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Jin Cheon-hee.
Ten days had passed since I arrived at the island of Supachai.
I had fortified the entire island with formation arrays and sorcery, and in my spare moments, I had transmitted the secrets to countless martial techniques to Ha-ryun.
Martial techniques related to external cultivation or regeneration techniques—what one might call miscellaneous skills.
Yet I knew how those miscellaneous skills saved human lives.
‘That’s right… A seatbelt may look like a miscellaneous skill to martial artists, but thanks to that seatbelt, lives are saved.’
Driving a massive monster truck around, that black strap and the white balloon that bursts during accidents look so unglamorous.
But because I know how much those things save lives, I teach them even if they lack style.
Ha-ryun as well.
“Hmm… I see.”
This man had never tried to pose for effect.
Every action and movement was naturally stylish, as effortless as breathing.
Black and white skin and hair, and crimson eyes.
Black robes were undoubtedly the garment that suited this man best.
Wherever he breathed, the air always felt slightly heavier.
‘I can’t replicate it even if I try.’
Without even attempting to capture the atmosphere, it naturally emerged around him.
I stood atop the highest peak of the island, gazing down at the surroundings.
Ha-ryun also completed a full cycle of circulation beside me and opened his eyes halfway.
Beneath the stars scattered like salt, a pair of crimson Cheon Sal-seong eyes gazed upon me.
A night pitch-black, and yet another pitch-black night.
Whooooong—
The Heukseolmyo brushed against Jin Cheon-hee’s ankle and slipped past.
A sensation like a dark current sweeping by.
And in the distance, I could see boats cutting through the water approaching.
Faint lantern lights.
Lights so dim that ordinary people would struggle to discern them, yet Jin Cheon-hee and Yeo Ha-ryun could see them clearly.
The two of them counted the boats and spoke thus.
“Ou, quite a few are coming~”
“Mm.”
“We need to wait until they’re completely inside the island. Ha-ryun, you understand?”
“I understand.”
Shhhhhhh—
As Yeo Ha-ryun exhaled deeply, the grasses trembled and lay down with a rustling sound.
‘He’s sealing his murderous intent inward.’
Having passed through countless layers of killing intent, the inner Cheon Sal-seong within him had grown far too immense.
Merely swallowing that killing aura inward caused the very will to stir, and small plants trembled at his presence.
Yet the surroundings of Yeo Ha-ryun remained only silent and serene.
“….”
As if the coming battle were a lie, everything was dark, slow, and quiet.
That was the landscape where Ha-ryun existed.
Jin Cheon-hee tapped his younger brother’s shoulder.
Yeo Ha-ryun took it as a signal and completely swallowed his murderous intent inward.
Gulp—
There was no need for lengthy words.
Jin Cheon-hee spread his arms toward the cliff and leaped backward off the edge.
Yeo Ha-ryun followed the trajectory of his older brother and fell with him.
Downward, downward.
The pitch-black darkness swallowed the two of them.
* * *
The boats began drawing near.
“Ready!”
Fire arrows are the standard method for seizing an island at night.
Especially in a formation like this, with the wind at their backs.
Oil-soaked arrows ignited, flames consuming them.
“쏴라—-!”
With an inner force-infused shout, thousands upon thousands of fire arrows rose like stars.
Kuwowoowowow—!
Those expensive oil-soaked arrows from Saeoe.
No matter how humid the season, they would surely ignite.
In Saeoe, they called this oil the Breath of Demons.
However….
Ping ping ping ping ping!
None of the arrows that entered the forest ignited into flames.
I sensed something amiss, but someone spoke.
“It appears Ilgwang has constructed a barrier formation.”
“There’s also a possibility it could be an illusion formation.”
Screech, boom!
The ship began to touch the island.
With the wind at our backs and demonic energy pulling the vessel, the ship surged onto the sandy beach in an instant, and the demonic sect members poured out in a rush.
On one side were those clad in iron armor, spears strapped to their backs, and multiple swords hanging from their waists.
From another ship, muscular giants standing seven to eight feet tall leaped down, all bare-handed.
Crash!
Two of the Six Demon Clans.
“The Iron Blood Demon Family and the Myriad Weapon Killing Clan have arrived.”
As the Iron Blood Demon Family raised their banner high, everyone roared in unison.
Since they had already fired flaming arrows, breaking the enemy’s will to fight was standard procedure!
“Iron Blood Demon Family, advance!”
At those words, the eight-foot muscular demonic sect members charged forward.
The Iron Blood Demon Family’s demonic energy was fundamentally rooted in external martial techniques.
It was said that the patriarch of this clan, which primarily cultivated such demonic energy, possessed a physique so formidable that even powerful force felt like a gentle breeze.
The moment they ran, the earth trembled with thunderous booming sounds.
It was as if giants from ancient mythology were being resurrected.
“Myriad Weapon Killing Clan, are you ready?!”
Uooooo!
Those clad entirely in black iron armor maintained their formation as they entered the island.
Helmets pressed down on their heads, and at their waists hung swords and small axes, with throwing blades densely packed across their belts and shoulder straps.
The Myriad Weapon Killing Clan was a family that cultivated killing techniques through the use of weapons.
This killing technique was demonic energy among demonic energies, growing stronger by absorbing the life force and blood essence of those slain.
The name “Myriad Weapons” came from their mastery of all types of weapons.
The Myriad Weapon Killing Clan advanced as well, unwilling to be outdone.
Slower than the Iron Blood Demon Family, yet their charging form resembled dozens of black dragons crawling across the earth.
The elite of both families charged forward, beginning their simultaneous assault into the island.
Behind them all.
Four individuals with intense auras walked slowly forward.
Cheong-yeon, the Vice Patriarch of the Myriad Weapon Killing Clan.
“I would have preferred to handle this quietly, but it seems unavoidable.”
“The morale of our subordinates is important as well. Besides, given the nature of our Iron Blood Demon Family, moving covertly is impossible in the first place.”
Heukrok, the new Vice Patriarch of the Iron Blood Demon Family, also stepped forward.
And.
“Excellent. Excellent! Shall we go take a look?”
Heukchul, the Vice Patriarch of the Iron Blood Horse Clan and the Iron Demon Fighter.
“Are the weapons sufficient?”
Cheongseol, the Vice Patriarch of the Myriad Weapon Killing Clan and the Blood Killing Demon Fighter!
Four absolute masters. And on top of that, hundreds of elite warriors from two of the Six Demon Clans!
They moved inward across the island, their killing intent blazing.
What awaited them was the Absolute Swordsmanship of Jin Cheon-hee, the Unparalleled Sword of the Heavens.
Sssssss—
The mist shrouding the Absolute Swordsmanship began to writhe as if alive at the arrival of these guests.

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