The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 73

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

 

Chapter 73

 

Yang Gang, the branch leader of Sadocheon’s Tongseong County branch, had only one thought filling his mind right now.

 

‘I’m going to lose my mind! I’m going to lose my mind…! Aaahhh!’

 

The reason Yang Gang had become like this was because of the surreal scene before his eyes.

 

This was the reception room of the Martial Arts Alliance’s Tongseong County branch that Sadocheon had taken over.

 

And the three great figures seated in the reception room were the culprits tormenting him.

 

Representatives of Sadocheon, the Martial Arts Alliance, and Heukpaesong.

 

They were delegates reflecting each faction’s will regarding this Tongseong County incident, and at the same time, if things went wrong, they were the force that would carry out that will.

 

In other words, they were bombs that could explode at any moment if things went awry.

 

‘Thank heavens. If I had been sitting in the representative seat, I probably would have fainted immediately…’

 

What was fortunate was that Yang Gang hadn’t stepped forward as Sadocheon’s representative.

 

Yang Gang was an adjutant accompanying the representative.

 

Sadocheon’s representative was none other than.

 

Gwimong Daeju Jang Bo-heum.

 

Though Yang Gang was the branch leader of Tongseong County, Jang Bo-heum stepping forward as representative was a matter of status and dignity.

 

The status and dignity of those who had come representing the Martial Arts Alliance and Heukpaesong were not at a level that a mere branch leader could receive.

 

‘Who would have thought that Mudang’s Sword Star Hyeon Un-jin would come.’

 

Northern Shaolin, Southern Mudang.

 

Among the Gupa Ilbang, it was a sect with such high prestige that it was always called the North Star of the orthodox sects alongside Shaolin Temple.

 

Elder Hyeon Un-jin of the Mudang sect had personally come and was present.

 

He held the position of Mudang elder while simultaneously serving as the branch chief of the Hubei Province Wuhan branch.

 

Hyeon Un-jin wore Taoist robes with a pine-patterned ancient sword at his waist, and thanks to his white eyebrows and beard, he seemed like an immortal sitting there rather than a martial artist.

 

Though the master appeared very benevolent and generous.

 

Yang Gang knew Hyeon Un-jin’s true nature well.

 

The title ‘Sword Star’ wasn’t given to just anyone in the orthodox sects throughout history.

 

The master had earned the title Sword Star by cutting down countless evil heretics and protecting the righteous path.

 

‘And next to him is even Ghost MoonDemon Dan Gyo-ik…’

 

Next to Hyeon Un-jin, who naturally brought to mind the phrase ‘immortal bearing,’ sat a figure of the complete opposite nature.

 

He wore brilliant black curved robes made of silk and decorated with golden thread, making him very splendid.

 

At first glance, they seemed similar to the master’s Taoist robes, but looking closely, they were different.

 

The reason was that Dan Gyo-ik was not a Taoist but a sorcerer.

 

The sinister evil sect, Hyeolwol Sect’s Chief Priest Ghost Moon Demon Dan Gyo-ik.

 

Hyeolwol Sect was one of the Seven Evils that comprised Heukpaesong, so Dan Gyo-ik, the leader among all priests, was a major figure among Heukpaesong’s major figures.

 

‘A crazy murderer who absolutely doesn’t fall behind Hyeon Un-jin.’

 

Gulp…

 

Yang Gang swallowed dry saliva while carefully observing Dan Gyo-ik.

 

Dan Gyo-ik had an androgynous appearance that made it confusing whether he was male or female.

 

Even with a sideways glance, his sinister aura was evident, and what was surprising was that Dan Gyo-ik held the same status as Hyeon Un-jin sitting beside him.

 

But his much younger-looking appearance, androgynous bearing, and the chilling energy flowing from his eyes revealed that Dan Gyo-ik was definitely not a safe person.

 

‘If these two were to fight…’

 

If Hyeon Un-jin and Ghost Moon Demon fought, someone like himself would be swept away and die without being able to do anything.

 

It wouldn’t just be a case of shrimp getting their backs broken in a whale fight, but he would bid farewell to the world entirely.

 

So Yang Gang couldn’t shake the thought that he was going to lose his mind.

 

But contrary to Yang Gang’s thoughts, the current atmosphere was quite calm.

 

First of all, this meeting itself had been proposed by the Martial Arts Alliance side, worried about an all-out war breaking out between the three major forces.

 

Though news of Tang Meng’s death causing chaos in the Sacheon Family was making a commotion, the Military Division was cautiously observing the situation.

 

Heukpaesong seemed to have agreed to the meeting to gauge Sadocheon’s strength, since their Geukrakdo branch had been completely annihilated and even the divine creature had disappeared.

 

Of course, Jang Bo-heum had agreed thinking that anything would be good if it could buy time, since Jeok-un still hadn’t returned.

 

Gulp…

 

The moment Yang Gang swallowed dry saliva again.

 

“It seems both of you don’t particularly like tea.”

 

Jang Bo-heum was the first to break the ice.

 

“I prepared expensive items, but somehow neither of you has taken even a sip.”

 

Unlike Yang Gang, Jang Bo-heum showed no signs of trembling at all.

 

Even as the gazes of two absolute masters poured down on him the moment he opened his mouth.

 

Jang Bo-heum received their gazes with an attitude of indifference.

 

‘Wait, was that guy’s mental fortitude that deep?’

 

At Jang Bo-heum’s bold appearance, Yang Gang was inwardly amazed.

 

But it wasn’t just Yang Gang.

 

‘I heard he was the most cunning and cowardly among the Ten Heavenly Commanders.’

 

‘Indeed, rumors in Gangho can’t be trusted.’

 

Hyeon Un-jin and Dan Gyo-ik felt the same way.

 

Since the information about Jang Bo-heum differed from reality, they internally raised their evaluation of him.

 

Jang Bo-heum had also adjusted his evaluation in the same way.

 

‘Strange. Why am I not afraid of them at all.’

 

He pondered briefly, but this wasn’t really something to ponder about.

 

Having endured a tiger’s tyranny daily, how could he fear wolves running wild?

 

It was because he had been with Jeok-un, who was more ferocious and frightening than both Hyeon Un-jin and Dan Gyo-ik.

 

In other words, Jang Bo-heum’s courage was considerably inflated.

 

Then, Hyeon Un-jin spoke quietly.

 

“There’s a flaw in your words.”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Everything here originally belonged to our Martial Arts Alliance, yet you say you prepared it. Doesn’t this make no sense?”

 

At Hyeon Un-jin’s pointed remark, Jang Bo-heum calmly countered.

 

“Hmm, I find that difficult to agree with. This place has now become ours, Sadocheon’s, so whatever is inside should be Sadocheon’s property, shouldn’t it?”

 

“…!”

 

Perhaps he hadn’t expected someone like Jang Bo-heum to counter his words without backing down at all, as Hyeon Un-jin showed a slightly flustered expression for a moment.

 

“Puhup, kyahahaha!”

 

Dan Gyo-ik burst into chilling laughter.

 

Swaying his upper body gently, he let out coquettish laughter.

 

Just watching that sight made one feel unpleasant.

 

“Your silver tongue is truly remarkable. It’s been quite a while since I’ve seen such an expression on this old fool’s face.”

 

“…”

 

Hyeon Un-jin’s eyes turned coldly sharp.

 

Though Mudang was renowned as a sword sect, it was first and foremost a Taoist temple where Taoist masters gathered.

 

Therefore, Hyeolwol Sect, which deceived people with sinister sorcery and magic, was a target that Mudang despised without end.

 

“How dare a mere slave of evil spirits…”

 

As Hyeon Un-jin gritted his teeth, Dan Gyo-ik seemed quite pleased with that sight and said with a spinning smile.

 

“Cluck cluck, getting slapped by Sadocheon. Taking out your anger on us for no reason. You just look ridiculous.”

 

“Won’t you shut up!”

 

Kurururu!

 

Space trembled at Hyeon Un-jin’s roar.

 

Tremendous energy waves burst forth from Hyeon Un-jin.

 

Kwarurururu!

 

Naturally, Dan Gyo-ik also countered by releasing his energy waves, making the space vibrate to an extreme degree.

 

“I said something ridiculous was ridiculous, but seeing you get so angry… It seems you also know you look ridiculous?”

 

“This wicked bastard…!”

 

Both were masters who had surpassed the wall of Hwagyeong and reached the beginning stages of Hyeon-gyeong.

 

They were among the renowned masters of the Martial Arts Alliance and Heukpaesong, two major forces.

 

In a situation where such masters were clashing with genuine intent, one could die from twisted qi and blood just by being swept up in their energy waves.

 

Naturally, their initial purpose would disappear, and a bloody battle of blood for blood could unfold.

 

In this truly explosive situation.

 

“I too share the same desire to take your head, but let’s stop here.”

 

Dan Gyo-ik withdrew his momentum first, wearing that characteristically unpleasant smile.

 

“We can’t let others reap the benefits while we fight.”

 

“…!”

 

If the two of us fought, Sadocheon would benefit from the outcome again.

 

That’s what Dan Gyo-ik was saying.

 

Though he wanted to cut down the wicked man before his eyes right now.

 

‘…Amitabha.’

 

Hyeon Un-jin chanted a Buddhist invocation in his heart and slowly withdrew his momentum.

 

“But you know.”

 

Having settled the situation with a single word and reversed the atmosphere, Dan Gyo-ik looked at Jang Bo-heom and spoke meaningfully.

 

“How is it that no matter how long we wait, your leader doesn’t show his face?”

 

At the words pointing out Jeok-un’s absence, Jang Bo-heom’s expression wavered for the first time.

 

But that was only momentary, as Jang Bo-heom calmly delivered his prepared words.

 

“…As I mentioned, our Daeju has stepped out briefly on business. We’ve sent word, so he should be returning urgently…”

 

“Hoong, you say that, but it seems like he’ll never come. Isn’t that right?”

 

“-!”

 

Dan Gyo-ik cut off Jang Bo-heom’s words and declared firmly.

 

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

 

-Jeok-un is not here.

 

This was the conclusion Dan Gyo-ik had secretly had his subordinates discover after entering this place.

 

He judged that Jeok-un hadn’t stepped out temporarily, but had fled entirely.

 

“Hmm….”

 

Hyeon Un-jin, having also realized this fact, slowly stroked his beard.

 

“It seems this Jeok-un fellow who supposedly killed Tang Meng is either severely injured and recovering, or has fled to his main base….”

 

Dan Gyo-ik raised his momentum sharply and pierced into Jang Bo-heom.

 

Sharp as a dagger stabbing in.

 

“You lot, can you even withstand our assault?”

 

“….”

 

Jang Bo-heom couldn’t say anything. Confirming this, Dan Gyo-ik raised his momentum even more and pressed Jang Bo-heom.

 

“Even now, if you cough up Sinmul and pay compensation, I’m prepared to overlook this….”

 

It was before Dan Gyo-ik could finish his words.

 

Swoooosh!

 

Whooosh!

 

Suddenly, tremendous energy appeared from the corridor, and as if responding to it, a chilling breeze penetrated the room.

 

As if forcibly ventilating the atmosphere, Dan Gyo-ik also closed his mouth and watched the corridor.

 

‘What?!’

 

‘Who-.’

 

Step, step.

 

As the two men harbored doubts, footsteps and a voice were heard.

 

“Tsk, I told them to install a main gate but they still haven’t done it. Really, they just don’t listen at all.”

 

As the voice became clearer, Jang Bo-heom and Yang Gang’s expressions brightened.

 

Creeeeak-!

 

Following that, the door opened and a man appeared.

 

“…!”

 

‘That guy is-!’

 

Everyone’s gazes flew toward him like arrows.

 

Jang Bo-heom and Yang Gang, Hyeon Un-jin and Dan Gyo-ik.

 

The four men’s gazes were all different.

 

Yang Gang’s eyes held emotion.

 

Hyeon Un-jin showed bewilderment.

 

Dan Gyo-ik displayed doubt.

 

And Jang Bo-heom’s gaze contained faith.

 

‘Jeok-un,’ who calmly received the numerous emotions and reactions, soon twisted up the corner of his mouth.

 

“Ho, what are these things again.”

 

His gaze was directed toward the two people sitting at the head seats.

 

Hyeon Un-jin and Dan Gyo-ik.

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