The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 25

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 25

“…You want to spar?”

Dokgo Cheon’s momentary rage wavered.

It was because those words were so absurd.

However, the person who had spoken was far too dignified.

“Precisely.”

“You, a mere peak-level warrior, want to fight me?”

“We won’t know who’s longer or shorter until we cross swords, will we?”

“…!”

He was so brazen that Dokgo Cheon momentarily lost his words.

Because of this, the reaction came from elsewhere.

“What? This arrogant bastard!”

“Lord Cheonju! You must not accept! We’ll cut down that bastard right now!”

However, despite his subordinates’ outcries, Dokgo Cheon didn’t take his eyes off Jeok-un.

“Your arrogance truly pierces the heavens.”

“I’m really sick of hearing those words.”

Jeok-un shook his head as if fed up.

Seeing this, a strange light appeared in Dokgo Cheon’s eyes.

Normally, he would have flicked his finger and blown off that bastard’s head.

But today was different.

The unprecedented aura emanating from that fellow’s entire body had been stimulating him all along.

Just as Jeok-un’s fighting spirit boiled over upon seeing Dokgo Cheon, his blood also boiled upon seeing Jeok-un.

“I’ll only use power at a level suitable for you.”

“Ho, so you’re accepting?”

Sring!

Dokgo Cheon answered while drawing his Sahu-do.

“When someone volunteers to be my stress relief, there’s no need to refuse.”

And the moment those words ended.

“Yes, that’s how you should be!”

Pabat!

Jeok-un said this and charged at Dokgo Cheon like lightning.

* * *

Dokgo Cheon is Sapa Jeil-in.

Therefore, people commonly assume that Dokgo Cheon was born into an extraordinary family, ate elixirs like meals from childhood, and learned peerless martial arts.

But the reality is completely different.

Dokgo Cheon was from slash-and-burn farmers in Guangxi Province, an orphan who lost his parents to plague right after birth.

In this harsh world, how would a lone orphan survive?

Naturally, he became a vagrant and lived wandering the streets.

But his innate martial talent was real.

Before he even reached adulthood, with just a single blade, he destroyed a Black Dao Faction that had been tormenting civilians.

Through this incident, Dokgo Cheon became confident in his talent and devoted himself to Sadocheon, rising from a low-ranking warrior of the Ten Heavenly Commanders to Sadocheon’s leader through skill alone—the pinnacle of Sapa martial arts.

Truly, every step was mythical, and Dokgo Cheon was a legendary figure like an epic poem.

While people praised Dokgo Cheon’s unyielding spirit and will above all, Gangho warriors were slightly different.

What Gangho warriors revered wasn’t spirit or mettle, but primal power—martial arts.

‘Lion Heaven-Breaking Blade (Saja Pacheon-do).’

It was the peerless blade technique that elevated Dokgo Cheon to one of the Four Emperors.

The Lion Heaven-Breaking Blade performed with the Sahu-do was worthy of being called a divine art that shook an entire generation.

This could be seen from the fact that even Jeongpa, who could be called corpses without their pride and self-respect, acknowledged Dokgo Cheon as the world’s greatest blade master.

It was a famous anecdote when the head of the Hebei Peng Family, famous for their Five Tiger Gate-Breaking Blade, lamented, “I saw heaven in Sapa’s blade!”

The Lion Heaven-Breaking Blade was a blade technique that reached the extreme of the hegemon’s way.

Each move was heavy and contained the power to split the heavens.

Kwaaaaang-!!

A tremendous roar erupted as if a meteorite had fallen.

Energy waves burst forth, sweeping the surroundings—it really seemed like a meteorite had fallen.

But no, not at all.

In reality, it was just their weapons clashing.

A simple collision, and in some ways, it could be called a probing attack.

But the aftermath and consequences were anything but simple.

Kwagagagak!

The shockwave generated by the collision of energy waves swept beyond Yeonmu-jang to the spectator stands.

Because completely different internal energies collided, sparks erupted everywhere.

It’s over.

All the Sadocheon executives watching intuited this.

How could a mere peak-level youngster handle such tremendous power?

“…Huh?”

But after a brief moment passed and the dust raised by the shockwave settled, the executives doubted their own eyes.

Though he had been pushed back, carving up Yeonmu-jang as he slid.

‘He’s enduring… and standing?’

‘No, how?!’

Because Jeok-un had withstood Dokgo Cheon’s strike and endured.

Dokgo Cheon on the opposite side was also perfectly fine.

That was only natural, nothing surprising about it.

But Jeok-un was different.

He was at the Transcendent realm.

Of course, Dokgo Cheon had said he would only use power at a level suitable for Jeok-un, but even considering all that.

Just the fact that he had withstood and endured Dokgo Cheon’s strike was news that could cause a sensation throughout the region.

Trickle…!

At that moment, a thin stream of blood flowed from Jeok-un’s lips.

Though it was just one clash, his insides had been properly shaken.

He had withstood Dokgo Cheon’s strike, but it wasn’t without damage.

“Good.”

However, Jeok-un smiled brightly.

Just once, they had exchanged moves, but Jeok-un was certain.

Unlike those idiots Gwon Hwang and Chang Hwang whom he had directly trampled before his regression.

Saja Dohuang, Dokgo Cheon, was the real deal.

If it had been someone else, they would have already lost their fighting spirit and even their will to fight.

Because this was an unwinnable battle from the start.

With their heart broken, they would have lost without even having a proper fight.

But the current Jeok-un was different.

He knew he would lose.

However, not even a trace of his heart was broken.

‘Ah, I’m dying of frustration. To think I died without being able to fight such a person.’

Rather, his fighting spirit blazed.

Because he knew that only battles with opponents strong enough to easily trample him to death could lead him to higher realms.

Before his regression, when Jeok-un joined Sadocheon, Dokgo Cheon was in a ruined state.

Due to a series of incidents within Sadocheon, Dokgo Cheon had been poisoned and even fell into qi deviation.

Not only had his martial prowess declined, but his very life was in danger.

‘Be grateful, old man. In this life, I’ll hold your lifeline tight and keep you alive.’

In exchange, I’ll steal all of your power though.

For Jeok-un, training in martial arts was not learning but plunder.

Jeok-un thought this as he spoke to Dokgo Cheon.

“I’ll say the same thing I said to Uncle Paejun a few days ago.”

“What?”

“Keep acting cocky and you’ll lose the use of something.”

“…!”

Thud!

The moment Jeok-un kicked off the ground, the surroundings slowed down.

The power of ‘reduction’ from the second star, Geomun, exerted its maximum force, creating a strange phenomenon where everything seemed to move slower.

Swoosh!

Dokgo Cheon similarly entered the world of slow motion, moving in perfect sync with Jeok-un.

‘…!’

But Dokgo Cheon was genuinely surprised.

The power Jeok-un displayed was clearly on a different dimension from ordinary peak martial artists.

‘This is a realm that even I, his peer, haven’t reached.’

What was the foundation of the martial arts that bastard had built up?

What new power would that bastard show next?

He wanted to fight. He wanted to fight more and find out.

For the first time in a long while, the flame of competitive spirit blazed in his eyes.

And that bastard, as if knowing his heart, demanded that if he wanted to see his techniques, he shouldn’t hold back but give his all.

A mere peak-level fighter telling a transcendent realm master to unleash his full power.

What a foolish bastard.

Didn’t he value his own life?

…But ridiculously.

Shhhhh!

Dokgo Cheon was drawing up a fragment of his true power, just as the boy wished.

Swoosh!

Dokgo Cheon drew up his internal energy while taking a drawing stance.

‘I can’t let him lose his twin swords, so one eye should be appropriate.’

That much could be considered sufficient payment for the enlightenment of stripping away arrogance.

Without doubt, the opponent before him would gain an opportunity for greater growth through this defeat.

Slash!

Dokgo Cheon thought this as he swung his Sahudo.

The target was empty air.

Yes, he definitely cut through empty air.

But the sound was strange.

Whoooosh-!

A sound as if something had been cut.

And at the same time.

A complete and perfect blade energy emerged.

Slash-!

Blade energy as cold as the crescent moon flew toward Jeok-un’s right eye.

The blade energy imbued with the intention to cut down Jeok-un surged like a tidal wave to make its master’s will reality.

Whooom!

Jeok-un’s instincts warned him frantically.

To survive here, he absolutely had to dodge.

Swoosh!

But the problem was that Dokgo Cheon had already occupied that direction.

‘What a pointless act.’

But Jeok-un had no intention of dodging from the start.

Jeok-un stared directly at the blade energy flying toward him.

Would the dignity of the king of beasts, the lion, be like this?

Dokgo Cheon’s flying blade energy was both ferocious and solemn like that of an emperor.

Whoosh!

Jeok-un charged at the blade energy.

“!!”

Even Dokgo Cheon was shocked.

It was an act of abandoning the thread of life.

It was like offering one’s neck to a falling executioner’s blade.

But Jeok-un had no hesitation.

When hunting a lion, you must aim for the head in one strike.

Even at the risk of having your own neck bitten, that was the only way.

‘Your turn, Wol-ha.’

Wol-ha, which had been quiet until now, finally awakened.

If Il-cheon was the sun, then Wol-ha was the moon.

When thinking of the moon, one would typically think of yin cold energy or ice techniques.

But the power of Wol-ha imbued with Paecheon Singi was not such a thing.

‘Absorb it.’

Jeok-un gave this command as he brought Wol-ha down toward the blade energy.

Slash!

Eerie energy scattered as an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Hiss!

“…!”

Wol-ha pierced through the blade energy as cold as the crescent moon.

Dokgo Cheon’s blade energy imbued with intention was not mere blade energy.

It was a power that far transcended even blade threads.

Yet that blade energy scattered like cherry blossoms, and Wol-ha was absorbing those energies.

How could one believe this?

It was truly a scene that destroyed common sense.

Whoosh!

Tremendous internal energy filled his eight extraordinary meridians completely.

Not internal energy that originated from his dantian, but internal energy absorbed through Wol-ha.

Wol-ha could temporarily make an opponent’s energy its own.

‘Energy absorption?!’

Confirming this, Dokgo Cheon unconsciously widened his eyes.

This too was a scene that destroyed common sense.

When thinking of energy absorption, nine times out of ten, one would think of Heuksaeng Daebop.

But Heuksaeng Daebop, as its name ‘great method’ suggests, requires various preparations and direct physical contact with the opponent’s body.

Absorbing released energy waves with a sword instead was impossible with any martial art in Gangho.

Yes, that had been the common sense until now.

The opponent’s sword destroyed common sense and absorbed energy.

Like a brilliant moon absorbing sunlight.

Buzz!!

As clear sword threads wrapped around Wol-ha, Jeok-un opened Geomun wide once again.

It was the same Geomun, but different from before.

It had to be.

Originally, Geomun could only be properly deployed with sufficient internal energy.

Until now, he had been barely managing to keep up appearances due to insufficient internal power.

Rumble!

‘Now, let me show you too.’

He could properly execute at least one technique.

In other words, using Wol-ha to temporarily surpass the wall of transcendence.

Jeok-un skillfully controlled his energy.

First, he infused the power of Geomun into his sword energy.

The power of Geomun was contraction, the force of concentrating into a single point.

As the power of Geomun settled into the sword energy that fluttered like dandelion seeds.

The thousands of scattered sword energies completely enveloped Wol-ha.

‘Truly, my sword technique.’

A sword technique created by gathering the insights gained while wandering battlefields as a ronin after being expelled from the Jegal Clan in the past.

Though it was a rootless sword technique made purely through real combat while shedding blood on battlefields.

Jeok-un had unified Sapa with this sword.

‘Crimson Heaven Silver River Sword (Jeokcheon Eunha-geom).’

The moment Jeok-un raised Il-cheon and Wol-ha high into the sky.

As if by magic, the heavens began to turn crimson.

Crimson Heaven Silver River Sword (Jeokcheon Eunha-geom).

First second.

Falling Rain (Nagu)

And the moment he brought his sword straight down.

Meteors made of sword energy began falling from the sky.

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