The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 112

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 112

Death is impartial and fair, visiting everyone regardless of their noble or humble status.

Like water flowing from high to low, it is natural and inevitable.

And in Gangho, the family most closely connected to death was the Jinzhu Eon Clan.

For generations, they produced excellent coroners (Owak), earning the trust of government officials.

They encompassed all roles related to death: providing candles and paper money for funerals, preparing corpses for burial, and guiding the deceased to the afterlife.

Due to the principle of official non-interference, when clients from both orthodox and unorthodox factions found it difficult to receive government help, they would request investigations from this family to determine causes of death, building their reputation—this was the Jinzhu Eon Clan of the past.

For this reason, the Jinzhu Eon Clan’s status was once considered among the top of the Seven Great Clans.

Moreover, after rifts appeared in Gangho, the Eon Family’s role became even more solidified.

Inside the rifts teeming with all sorts of monsters.

‘There are countless ways to utilize the power the Eon Family possesses.’

Seeing the scene unfolding before his eyes, Jeok-un began to understand why Hyeol-gyo had been so desperate to obtain the Eon Family’s power.

Flutter—

Scattered talismans attached themselves to the corpses.

Though the yellow paper was as light as a blank sheet, its weight was like Mount Tai.

The wandering behavior, like beasts that had lost their reason, gradually disappeared.

In its place came calmly organized discipline.

Their previously aimless steps began to form a single direction, starting to create formations.

It could be said they had transformed from beasts to humans.

This was no different from spirits wandering in Gucheon becoming living souls that breathed and moved with vitality—isn’t this exactly what governing life and death looks like?

‘They say that when it comes to jiangshi, no one in Gangho’s history could dare compare to the Jinzhu Eon Clan.’

Jeok-un was considerably impressed.

Just moments ago, the corpses had been consumed by Yukhoenbang’s sorcery, their humanity completely erased.

But Eon Igyeom’s talismans had dispelled that sorcery.

The consciousness that had been forcibly suppressed emerged, bringing control over them.

Formations and discipline began to appear among them.

Originally, jiangshi arts were created to return the bodies of those who died in foreign lands to their families’ embrace.

And the Eon Family’s founder not only returned those who died away from home to their families’ embrace, but also resolved the grievances of souls who couldn’t find peace due to deep resentment, preventing them from wandering in Gucheon.

The Eon Family’s power developed from here.

By resolving resentment strong enough to wander in Gucheon, those souls also felt gratitude and began lending their power.

Thus began a mutually beneficial symbiotic relationship.

Rustle—!

Eon Igyeom pulled talismans from his chest and spread them, drawing upon every ounce of his strength.

Countless jiangshi beyond counting.

He had to move them according to his will.

[Please listen to my words. This is the only chance to save your comrades with your own hands.]

A voice filled with sincerity echoed.

It was also a request filled with truth.

‘The spirits’ resentment is… too great…!’

But it wasn’t easy.

That was natural.

These people had been buried alive during the Jin Dynasty.

How deep must be the grievances of those who suffered for such an eternity?

“Ugh, urgh…!”

Eon Igyeom groaned and trembled.

Blood slightly showed at the corner of his mouth.

He had suffered internal injuries.

These were vengeful spirits numbering two hundred thousand.

Handling them alone was truly an impossible task against overwhelming odds.

Though his level had improved greatly through Jeok-un’s teachings, his skills were still insufficient to handle enemies surging like an ocean.

‘No… I can’t collapse like this…!’

Just as Eon Igyeom’s legs were about to betray their owner’s will and give out.

Thud.

“My, what a troublesome fellow you are.”

“…!”

Jeok-un stepped forward.

Supporting his waist from behind, he placed his hand on the Mingmen acupoint.

Whoosh!

Simultaneously, massive energy penetrated through the Mingmen acupoint.

The Mingmen acupoint was symmetrical to the dantian and, as its name suggested, was like a gate of life.

Being gate-like in nature, energy could flow in and out freely.

‘This is… impossible.’

Eon Igyeom’s eyes widened.

He couldn’t help but be shocked by the massive energy pouring in like an ocean.

But that didn’t help the current situation at all.

“Tsk! Won’t you focus?”

‘I’m s-sorry—!’

Eon Igyeom tried to apologize but clamped his mouth shut.

If he opened his mouth now, both he and Jeok-un might be in danger.

So instead of voicing his apology, Eon Igyeom used Jeok-un’s power to accelerate his sorcery.

Whoosh!

Finally, he was able to attach talismans to half of the corpses that had been charging like madmen.

[Please help me.]

It reached them.

Eon Igyeom’s voice reached them.

A sincere, honest voice.

It opened a path to the one and only truth.

Slash!

Scrape!

The slaughter began.

Or should it be called internal strife?

The jiangshi under Eon Igyeom’s influence began cutting down their comrades beside them like generals holding their swords in reverse.

“Graaaah…!”

This created indescribable, magnificent chaos.

The jiangshi under Eon Igyeom’s control were essentially the dead.

The corpses bound by Yukhoenbang’s sorcery were also the dead.

The only beings they were meant to oppose were the living.

But what if allies who should be on the same side attacked them?

One-sided massacre was inevitable.

Slash!

Crunch…!

Blades cut through ragged flesh, and bones broke and scattered.

This was the work of the jiangshi who had become Eon Igyeom’s subordinates.

The corpses under Yukhoenbang’s control tried to ignore them and attack the two living people.

“Uaaaah…!”

But they could never reach Jeok-un and Eon Igyeom.

The two were already surrounded by a curtain of people—no, a curtain of jiangshi.

Yukhoenbang’s corpses targeting them charged like waves without rest.

But it was no different from crashing against a shoreline.

Unable to leave even the slightest scratch, all their efforts had been rendered useless, so there wasn’t much difference.

‘Well, what a spectacle.’

In the midst of a hellish battlefield that felt like standing in the center of a great war.

Jeok-un smiled brightly.

* * *

The large and massive estate was like a small castle.

Perhaps that was why?

Just as the nobles of the inner city didn’t know what was happening outside the fortress walls.

Inside the largest estate in Sinahn County, Henan Province, Jibugwimo, the master of Six Souls Sect, was spending her time leisurely as if playing immortal games.

“Sect Master, please try this as well.”

Young disciples were serving the old woman.

The old woman wasn’t simply aged, but had grotesquely distorted features.

The juice from the grapes the young disciple was feeding her dripped down, creating a truly disgusting sight.

“The Sect Master is truly magnificent!”

One of Six Souls Sect’s executives smiled slyly while praising Jibugwimo.

“To perfectly display the techniques of Seongheungjisa that only remained in the Demon Scripture!”

“Hehe, what’s so great about that.”

“It is great! Truly great!”

“Oh my, I didn’t create anything new, just recreated what remained in old records. What’s so great about that?”

Even as Jibugwimo said this, she grinned.

She was anticipating the reaction that would come next.

“That’s absolutely preposterous! If anyone could do it just by having ancient texts, there would be no such thing as fools in All under Heaven!”

“That official spoke truly right words! Many have seen the Demon Scripture, but how many could perfectly execute the techniques of Seongheungjisa?”

“It’s truly a great undertaking that only the Sect Master could accomplish!”

The executives unanimously praised Jibugwimo.

“Hehe, really. With people like this…”

Jibugwimo waved her hand as if being modest, but didn’t wipe away the smile that filled her face.

She was enjoying the sweet flattery that filled her ears.

‘Soon our Six Souls Sect will be able to rise above the surface.’

The fact that Six Souls Sect lived inside the Rift was a humiliating matter for Jibugwimo.

To possess such tremendous power yet have to hide in the shadows?

How humiliating was this?

‘But that too will end now. Doyecheon will soon obtain Sadocheon.’

Six Souls Sect standing proudly under the sun.

Herself enjoying all the glory as its leader.

Just as Jibugwimo was savoring this seemingly tangible future once more.

BOOOOOOM!

A sudden explosive sound shook the massive estate.

The impact was so tremendous that even the space they were in was shaken.

Without a doubt, this was no ordinary occurrence.

“What in the world is happening!”

“An, an earthquake?”

“Don’t talk nonsense! What earthquake would occur inside the Rift!”

Just as Jibugwimo was raising her voice at the executive who said something stupid, subordinates rushed in urgently.

“An intruder has appeared!”

At the subordinate’s report, Jibugwimo looked at the executives sitting beside her.

The executives were similar to herself.

They had expressions as if they’d heard that the sun had risen from the west.

“An intruder?”

“That’s completely absurd…”

“It’s true! An intruder has appeared!”

Jibugwimo straightened her previously slouched posture and interrogated the subordinate.

“What kind of person entered inside the Rift!”

“I, I’m sorry. We haven’t fully identified them yet. We, we’re still investigating!”

“Enough! You useless fools!”

Jibugwimo dipped her finger in grape juice and scattered it into the void.

The moment the red grape juice scattered in the void, the technique she deployed fixed the grape juice.

The situation in the red mist seen through that juice was…

‘What…?!’

It was terrible chaos.

Countless dead were killing each other in mutual destruction.

The red mist viewed through the technique wasn’t clear.

She could only grasp the general situation, but even that general view was enough to see at a glance that the dead were killing other dead.

‘The dead are annihilating other dead?’

At this unbelievable situation, Jibugwimo channeled her internal energy to strengthen the technique and began examining more closely.

‘This is impossible, this is impossible!’

Looking here and there, all she saw were corpses grabbing and trampling each other.

In the midst of this, she discovered something strange.

She noticed that the corpses’ movements had a certain directionality.

‘Who?’

At the end of that directionality stood a person, probably a man.

He must be the intruder who caused this chaos.

‘Who are you!’

The moment Jibugwimo concentrated more internal energy to confirm the intruder’s details.

The man standing at the center of the confusion moved his lips.

‘Whe, re, do, you, thi, nk…’

What the man, Jeok-un, said was this.

[Where do you think you’re peeping like a rat.]

Feeling displeasure at Jibugwimo’s peeping gaze, Jeok-un immediately reached out his hand.

His tremendous internal energy grabbed the technique spread in the mist and tore it apart like paper.

“…Keuuk!!”

Jibugwimo let out a death cry and collapsed with a thud.

She had fallen hard on her bottom, but the other pain was greater.

“Uuuuk…!”

The forcibly broken technique and the resulting backlash were raging inside her body.

“Se, Sect Master!”

The executives rushed over frantically to assist Jibugwimo, but she was in no condition to respond right now.

Indeed, Jibugwimo stared blankly up at the void with a half-dazed expression.

The pain that seemed to tear through her body was painful, but.

An unprecedented fear was crushing her spirit.

‘Wh, what is coming.’

That fear was approaching from within the red mist.

A chilling aura of disaster.

She could feel that aura approaching.

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