The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 48

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 48

 

‘As expected, it won’t work.’

 

Jeok-un grasped the battle situation at a glance.

 

For now, Hwang-no’s momentum was high, but it was only because Yasudomma couldn’t respond properly.

 

If Yasudomma regained his composure and counterattacked, the situation would surely reverse.

 

‘Well, I knew that already.’

 

Hwang-no’s dantian was damaged.

 

Even performing to that extent was nothing short of a miracle.

 

‘Well, it’s a plan I made knowing Yasudomma would be here.’

 

Before his regression, Jeok-un had raided dozens of Demonic Cult branches, and among them were records about the deposed elder Yasudomma Yarugi.

 

The reason Yasudomma was deposed was disloyalty to Cheonma.

 

The fact that he discovered the legendary spiritual herb called Gold Pavilion and consumed it alone was exposed, leading to interrogation records filled with torture details.

 

-Huh? Boss, isn’t this that place?

 

-What place?

 

-You know! That abandoned mine we visited when we were making a fuss about making salt from waste stone!

 

Yeo Da-il said this while jumping around excitedly.

 

-I knew it wasn’t an ordinary spiritual herb, but Gold Pavilion!

 

Yeo Da-il struck the ground in regret, then burst into hollow laughter upon hearing that Yasudomma was disposed of for consuming the Gold Pavilion alone.

 

-These guys are really insane. If you ate it, that’s the end of it, but they dispose of an elder for that reason?

 

-The Demonic Cult isn’t called the Demonic Cult for nothing.

 

-Really, all these bastards need to be swept away. Just breathing the same air makes me feel disgusted.

 

Yeo Da-il then muttered, ‘At least it didn’t go into that Cheonma bastard’s mouth. If he had eaten it…’

 

Since Jeok-un agreed with that sentiment, he remembered this conversation clearly.

 

Where the abandoned mine was located, when Yasudomma discovered the Gold Pavilion, how he secured it, and so on.

 

All those details were recorded in detail in the interrogation records, and Jeok-un remembered everything.

 

Thanks to inheriting Xiang Yu’s blood, he had a straightforward and explosive personality, but the blood of the Jegal Clan hadn’t disappeared.

 

‘It’s not that I don’t use my brain, I’m smart when I do use it.’

 

Look, wasn’t he remembering everything clearly even now?

 

The result was exactly this moment.

 

Even after purchasing the mine, he had never checked it once.

 

Setting out secretly on the night of the full moon was also entirely based on the interrogation records.

 

According to the interrogation records, Yasudomma had obtained the Gold Pavilion on the night of the full moon.

 

‘Hwang-no was a bit unexpected, but this much is within the variables.’

 

Hwang-no’s appearance and companionship was a variable, but it worked in a good direction.

 

If he had encountered Yasudomma alone, Jeok-un might have had to rack his brains a bit more.

 

‘So just hold on a little longer. Things are going according to plan, and it’ll be over soon.’

 

Yasudomma’s level was the mastery stage of Hwagyeong, which Jeok-un could handle sufficiently.

 

If he joined forces with Hwang-no, the task would become even easier.

 

But the reason he didn’t do so was simple.

 

‘That bastard is the type who, if he can’t have it, won’t let others have it either.’

 

They say when your in-law buys land, your stomach hurts, but if it’s a Demonic Cult member, they’d tear up the contract entirely.

 

If Jeok-un had instantly dealt with the poison and joined the attack, he would have surely used any means to completely destroy the Gold Pavilion.

 

‘I can’t let that happen.’

 

So Jeok-un left Yasudomma to Hwang-no for a while.

 

It was obvious that Yasudomma was looking down on him, so he thought if Hwang-no stepped forward, his freedom of movement would be guaranteed.

 

That thought was exactly right.

 

When he pretended to panic and fumble around due to the poison, the frequency of glances toward him decreased dramatically.

 

‘Just a little more…’

 

It wasn’t time to step forward yet.

 

When Yasudomma completely regained his composure and began his counterattack.

 

That would be the time to move.

 

“You, could it be? Are you a Shadowless Assassin?”

 

The moment Yasudomma’s momentum changed completely after identifying Hwang-no’s identity.

 

Swish-!

 

Jeok-un also moved.

 

In just two moves, he cut down the Blood Toad Poison and White Hair Spider, instantly dispersing their aura.

 

Yasudomma, intoxicated by his advantage and pressing Hwang-no, didn’t notice this.

 

‘That’s how all Hwagyeong masters are.’

 

Jeok-un sneered at Yasudomma and boldly moved forward.

 

But no one noticed.

 

He didn’t particularly hide his presence or muffle his sounds.

 

Neither Yasudomma nor Hwang-no perceived Jeok-un.

 

By harmonizing himself with the atmosphere, he struck at the blind spot of consciousness.

 

This was movement that didn’t fall short of Hwang-no’s mastery of extreme speed and versatility, and if one had to categorize it, it should be called the Step of Illusion, or Phantom Step.

 

An ordinary person wouldn’t notice Jeok-un moving even with their eyes wide open.

 

Step, step.

 

Thus, Jeok-un stood before the Gold Pavilion without anyone’s interference or obstruction.

 

Pop!

 

“Keu, look at that fragrance. Yes, this is it.”

 

He put the golden bell into his mouth.

 

* * *

 

“Ahhh! Spit it out! Spit it out!!”

 

The moment he swallowed the golden bell, Yasudomma charged at him.

 

Raising his Beast Fighting Technique to the extreme, he looked no different from a complete beast, and was actually charging on all fours.

 

He looked no different from a wild beast that had completely lost its reason.

 

His speed was indeed tremendous.

 

‘How slow.’

 

To Jeok-un, it appeared slow, like a martial artist practicing stillness within motion.

 

As if he alone had stepped out of the world.

 

As if tracing through eons with each fingertip joint.

 

Time flowing slowly.

 

Whoosh!

 

Even in the midst of this, his body was hot as if on fire.

 

The golden bell that had passed down his esophagus was melting and beginning to permeate his entire body.

 

Sensing that he couldn’t miss this moment, Jeok-un drew upon Paecheon Singi with full power.

 

Within the slow timepiece.

 

Jeok-un began devouring the energy of the golden bell with all his might.

 

‘Come. Come and become my nourishment.’

 

Finally, the moment the golden bell passed the esophagus and dropped into his stomach.

 

The massive energy contained in the golden bell began spreading explosively throughout his limbs and body.

 

For an ordinary person, it wouldn’t be strange to suffer internal injuries from torn blood vessels due to the massive energy contained in the golden bell.

 

Kwaaaaaa-!!

 

But for Jeok-un, there was no problem.

 

Rather, the more violent it was, the better.

 

It would suit Paecheon Singi, which pursued the extreme of power.

 

‘Good, very good.’

 

Jeok-un smiled with inner satisfaction.

 

Like torrential rain pouring on parched, cracked fields.

 

His entire limbs, dantian, and all meridians were filled with internal energy.

 

Jeok-un operated the Paecheon Singi to its limits, not wanting to miss even a single trace of energy.

 

Crack-!

 

Finally, one of the walls in his consciousness broke.

 

‘So this makes it the fourth stage?’

 

Reaching the fourth stage wasn’t particularly moving.

 

It was a realm he had already experienced once before.

 

However, it did feel special that this fourth stage was achieved through the Paecheon Singi rather than Paecheon-gi, after obtaining the Grand Celestial Divine Skill.

 

‘This should be enough.’

 

He had obtained the energy of the gold pavilion and surpassed the wall of Hwagyeong.

 

In fact, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he had shattered the wall using the gold pavilion’s energy.

 

‘The remaining energy stayed in my meridians.’

 

Even though he had immersed himself in the world of meditation, there wasn’t enough absolute time to completely absorb the gold pavilion’s energy.

 

But since the unabsorbed energy remained in his meridians, he could gradually dissolve it over time.

 

‘Once I digest everything that’s left, reaching the peak of Hwagyeong will be quick.’

 

The moment Jeok-un thought this, time returned to normal.

 

As his immersion ended, he returned to normal.

 

At the same time, Jeok-un.

 

Thwack!

 

Greeted Yasudomma, who had charged at him, with a straight punch to the jaw.

 

* * *

 

Bang, crash!

 

Being such a massive lump of flesh, both the sound and impact were tremendous.

 

“Kugh…!”

 

Yasudomma, who barely managed to stop after being embedded in the wall, stood up with a bewildered expression.

 

‘What? A mere peak master pushed me back?’

 

He was in a state where he had activated his Beast Fighting Technique to the extreme.

 

The mass he mentioned earlier wasn’t a metaphor but literal fact.

 

Whether from a martial arts or military perspective, overwhelming mass was a weapon in itself.

 

‘How is this possible?’

 

While Yasudomma was bewildered and analyzing the situation, Jeok-un clicked his tongue and spoke.

 

“What kind of man shoves his filthy face forward like that? You looking to die?”

 

At Jeok-un’s mockery, Yasudomma’s face contorted.

 

But that was brief. Yarugi’s eyes widened as if they would tear from sensing the Hwagyeong aura emanating from Jeok-un.

 

‘Hwagyeong? He’s reached Hwagyeong!?’

 

Yasudomma wasn’t the only one surprised.

 

Hwang-no, who had been waiting behind for the right moment to intervene, felt the same.

 

‘…To surpass the wall of Hwagyeong at barely twenty years of age?’

 

Yasudomma calmed his shocked and excited reason to analyze the situation coldly.

 

That couldn’t be achieved with just one gold pavilion.

 

While the gold pavilion was a legendary spiritual herb, it wasn’t powerful enough to elevate a peak master with no foundation to Hwagyeong.

 

If it were, everyone would have searched for the Gold Pavilion with burning eyes.

 

‘Peak master martial arts, dual sword technique, a martial family with foundation…’

 

As he recalled several clues, they naturally combined into one.

 

The notorious scoundrel of Sadocheon who had recently gained fame.

 

To think he was only now remembering that identity and origin.

 

“…Jegal Jeokun.”

 

“Ha, really. That damn Jegal follows me everywhere. When did I abandon that surname?”

 

At Jeok-un’s playful complaint, Yasudomma’s expression hardened.

 

‘This is completely different from the cult’s report.’

 

Naturally, the Demonic Cult had also collected information about Jeok-un. Yasudomma had read it.

 

But the report’s assessment was completely different from the Jeok-un he faced in person.

 

“Were you hiding your skills even when you were in the Jegal Family?”

 

“I told you I abandoned that surname. But well, thanks to you I got to enjoy that spiritual medicine. I’ll let it slide this once.”

 

“How dare you…!”

 

Yasudomma was enraged.

 

Though fury rose within him, he soon coolly used his head.

 

‘There’s no way he properly absorbed all that massive gold pavilion energy. If I devour him alive, I should be able to absorb at least half of it.’

 

Having such thoughts befitting the Demonic Cult, Yasudomma drew up his energy.

 

Crack!

 

Creak!

 

He pushed his Beast Fighting Technique to its limits.

 

Operating his demonic arts this far would reduce stability, but it couldn’t be helped.

 

He had to devour that bastard whole as quickly as possible.

 

Only then could he absorb even a little of the gold pavilion’s energy.

 

“Grrrrr…!”

 

Now even his breathing sounded like a beast growling.

 

His muscles had swollen to a horrifying degree, and his pupils had turned completely yellow.

 

“For someone who just barely crossed the wall of Hwagyeong to be so arrogant is beyond words.”

 

I’ll tear you apart alive!

 

Yasudomma shouted this and kicked off the ground.

 

Boom!

 

With an explosive sound, gravel flew up.

 

Using that recoil, Yasudomma shot forward like an arrow.

 

As if to show that even within the same Hwagyeong realm, mastery and beginner level were different classes.

 

This was incomparably faster than before.

 

It was the kind of momentum and speed that would make someone who had just reached Hwagyeong flinch involuntarily.

 

But Jeok-un remained calm.

 

While facing the approaching Yasudomma head-on.

 

Swish…!

 

He drew one blade, Wol-ha.

 

And slowly took the starting stance.

 

Fengfu, Fengchi, Zhengming, Chengling…

 

Each time he pressed the acupoints of the Yang Heel Vessel in reverse order.

 

Whoosh!

 

An unprecedented energy began to rage wildly within Jeok-un’s body.

 

‘Scatter.’

 

Jeok-un commanded the energy.

 

In response, the energy began to shine.

 

This was the third star of Paecheon Singi, Nokjon.

 

‘And thus, turn it to nothing.’

 

Jeok-un’s sword aimed at Yasudomma.

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