The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 89

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Evil Hegemon Martial God

Chapter 89

The Nine Provinces Rivers and Lakes are vast and expansive, filled with all sorts of mysteries and strange regions.

Those ignorant of worldly affairs or lacking experience, when hearing such words, carelessly imagine beautiful paradises like utopian realms.

But in the Central Plains, there were more brutal and dangerous places than beautiful ones.

This manor located somewhere in the Central Plains was also such a place.

A disgusting and unpleasantly red, blood-colored mist spread throughout.

Its thickness was so dense that it was difficult to see even an inch ahead.

It was truly fitting to be called pitch darkness.

The only thing visible here were palace-like eaves that could barely be discerned by craning one’s neck upward.

Swoosh—!

Though there was no presence at all, there was a feeling of something brushing past.

Would it feel like this if ghosts walked around?

Doyecheon unconsciously cast his gaze toward where he felt something, but as expected, nothing was visible.

‘Really, this place gives me chills every time I come.’

Doyecheon was advancing toward the palace-like manor, cutting through the red mist.

Suppressing the rising unpleasantness with each step he took.

His senses, having reached Hyeongyeong, weren’t working properly.

It was all because of the sorcery carved around this manor, so one could imagine how terrible its efficacy was.

Normally, Doyecheon would have swung his fist and destroyed such an unpleasant space outright.

But as mentioned before, Doyecheon endured the unpleasantness and pressed forward.

Recalling the purpose of visiting this place, such trivial unpleasantness could be easily endured.

Step.

Then, Doyecheon stopped.

Because something rippled and revealed itself before his eyes without any presence or sign.

“I have been waiting.”

Should it be called a shadow?

No, it had a more distinct texture than that.

It was as if shadows had merged and mixed like clay, taking on human form.

It welcomed Doyecheon.

“O noble presence of Sadocheon.”

“…”

Doyecheon silently looked at the strange figure that appeared before him.

Being the gaze of a master who had reached Hyeongyeong, it would be quite intimidating.

But the attendant of this place he had sought, ‘Six Souls Sect’, seemed unaffected.

“Inside, the ‘Sect Master’ is waiting.”

“Guide me.”

With those words, the attendant retreated like a ghost.

Doyecheon silently followed behind the attendant.

It was time to meet the master of this place.

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“—Impossible, you say?”

Doyecheon reflexively frowned.

Having come all this way, the first words were not at all what he had expected.

‘I can even kill Dokgo Cheon. How can you not deal with one mere brat?’

A few days before departing for this place, Doyecheon had requested along with Sadocheonju Dokgo Cheon to kill Jeok-un.

But upon arrival, the old woman before him said that while she didn’t know about Sadocheonju, she couldn’t kill that brat Jeok-un?

“Why is that?”

Doyecheon asked with his eyes gleaming fiercely.

“I said I would pay as much money as you want?”

“Hehe, how ignorant you are.”

At Doyecheon’s question, Jibugwimo, the master of Six Souls Sect, laughed eerily.

Her already wrinkled face looked like she was wearing some animal hide turned inside out.

Her laughter was also eerie, making one’s skin crawl just by looking at it.

“Completing the sorcery of Star Malevolence Ultimate Kill certainly costs a lot of money. However, not being able to send death to that child is separate from money.”

“Then tell me why it’s not possible. I’ll resolve whatever it is.”

“Resolution, you say.”

Doyecheon’s voice became sharp.

Jibugwimo lightly brushed off Doyecheon’s momentum while muttering as if reciting scriptures.

“A living person whose three souls and seven spirits remain intact can only be sent to the end of the Six Paths, to the Five Path Reincarnation, at the moment when countless conditions unite.”

At Jibugwimo’s chanting, Doyecheon frowned and said.

“Explain it so I can understand!”

At that moment, Jibugwimo’s glass-like eyes gleamed palely.

“Hehe, it’s impossible because the size of that person’s destiny is so great that it can dare to defy the heavenly order.”

“…!”

Doyecheon’s eyes flashed wide.

It was completely unexpected words.

But soon, where shock had crumbled, anger rose up.

“Ha, does it make sense for that bastard’s fate to surpass Cheon-ju! That vermin is merely a Hwagyeong brat!”

It was a seemingly reasonable statement.

The vessel of destiny possessed by Dokgo Cheon, who had reached the peak of Hyeongyeong that he himself had not yet attained, and that bastard Jeok-un would be overwhelmingly larger for the former.

“Hoho, destiny has nothing to do with the level of martial arts. It’s just that the size of the inevitability that person carries is too great to touch…”

“What does that—”

When Doyecheon was about to say something, Jibugwimo cut him off.

“It would be better to focus on your original purpose, Cheon-ju. The more you get entangled with that child, the greater the misfortune in your path will grow, and your fortune will be driven away.”

“…!”

Jibugwimo chanted in a strange voice.

“In the end, you will be swallowed by calamity.”

Even at such a terrible prophecy.

Doyecheon, who heard it, paid no mind at all.

No, rather he dismissed Jibugwimo’s words as nonsense.

‘That rampaging maniac could harm me? Hah, misfortune and calamity are all bullshit.’

He’s merely a Hwagyeong brat.

There exists an incomparable wall between him and the mature Hyeongyeong that he himself had reached.

Being defeated by such a brat was impossible even if heaven and earth split in two.

“Hmph, fine. Anyway, after killing Cheon-ju, I’ll deal with that bastard myself.”

“Hehe, I merely show the path. Whether to follow or not is your choice, so do as you please.”

At Jibugwimo’s nonchalant attitude, Doyecheon’s insides twisted again, but he soon recovered his composure and focused on the main topic.

“Enough with the nonsense. So when is the day to kill Dokgo Cheon? Can it be moved up or not?”

“…”

At Doyecheon’s question, Jibugwimo fell silent.

But that was only for a moment, soon a strange light flickered in the old woman’s eyes before disappearing.

Then Jibugwimo slowly moved her lips.

“It’s possible.”

“—!”

It’s possible. At those words, Doyecheon’s expression brightened.

The reason he became Bucheonju and personally came instead of sending someone from the faction.

It was precisely because of the Star Malevolence Ultimate Kill sorcery to be used on Dokgo Cheon.

The Star Malevolence Ultimate Kill sorcery was a terrible curse that even beings who had reached Dokgo Cheon’s level of Hyeongyeong peak could not avoid.

A great sorcery that would bring calamity to one of the Four Emperors and Six Saints.

Instead, it required absurd preparations and conditions.

First, he had to pour in eighty percent of all the funds he had embezzled so far to prepare various rare materials.

Even the lifespan of the sorcerer using the spell had to be sacrificed.

Every detailed piece of information about Dokgo Cheon, the target of the spell, had to be confessed one by one.

‘From his birth chart to finding out exactly what level he had reached. That’s why it took so much time.’

But nothing would change now.

Unless that man crossed the legendary wall of life and death overnight.

“So when exactly will the spell manifest?”

The spell of Seongheungjisa was a so-called ‘curse poison,’ a truly formless poison.

A poison with no trace or form, making it impossible to detect the poisoning itself.

When the curse poison activated, the poisoned opponent would gradually weaken and feel bodily abnormalities for several days, as if afflicted with illness.

Then, during the day when the poison’s effect reached its peak, they would become extremely weakened—this was the day of action Doyecheon had mentioned.

‘That day, I’ll take Dokgo Cheon’s head.’

Murderous intent gleamed in Doyecheon’s eyes.

He wanted to quickly destroy that man’s dantian and trample his head underfoot.

‘The position of Cheon-ju should have been mine. I’m only reclaiming what’s mine…’

Since Dokgo Cheon ascended to Cheon-ju, Doyecheon had never once accepted it in his heart.

The only thought he harbored was that his rightful position had been stolen.

All his current actions were merely legitimate self-defense to reclaim his rightful authority.

From the moment this grand plan was completed, Sadocheon would become entirely his.

‘After that, I’ll have to cut down all those who got in my way.’

Without Dokgo Cheon, there was no one in Sadocheon who could stop him.

Even if several Danzu attacked together, he could just cut them all down.

Moreover, on the day he unleashed the curse poison, he would challenge for the position of Cheon-ju fairly and squarely according to Sadocheon’s laws.

If they rebelled against him, he would gain legitimate grounds to cut them down legally.

‘Of course, Jeok-un—that bastard will need to be killed immediately without needing such excuses.’

As Doyecheon mentally reviewed his grand plan, an aged voice was heard.

“If your promise is firm, that is.”

“Don’t worry about that.”

Doyecheon declared firmly.

“The moment I seize the position of Cheon-ju, I’ll allow the Six Souls Sect to walk proudly under the sun with a new name.”

The Six Souls Sect was a group shunned even within Sapa.

This was because they had committed all kinds of evil acts for the development of sorcery, accumulating countless grudges in the process.

But who would want to roll around in the shadows, rejecting the warm sunlight?

The Six Souls Sect—no, Jibugwimo—now wanted to rise to the light.

And through contact with Doyecheon, she had finally found an opportunity.

“Hehe, indeed, how could you turn away from us? We both hold each other’s secrets.”

“…”

Doyecheon would use the Six Souls Sect to seize the position of Cheon-ju.

The Six Souls Sect would use Doyecheon to rise to the light.

The price of this deal was Dokgo Cheon’s assassination using curse poison, and Jibugwimo’s words hinted at this.

It seemed like she was threatening him, so it wasn’t strange that Doyecheon frowned.

But regardless of whether Doyecheon did so or not, Jibugwimo didn’t care and suddenly turned around.

Then she showed that characteristically eerie smile and snapped open the fan in her hand.

Whoooosh!

Swooosh…!

At the same time, the candles placed around the room flickered to life.

In the shadows created by the ominously swaying candlelight.

Jibugwimo’s sinister voice echoed.

“The ninth day after the Jeonghaewol Gichuk day.”

Jibugwimo prophesied.

‘One month later…!’

From now, when one month’s time had passed.

“Saja Dohuang will die by your hand.”

Receiving the prophecy, Doyecheon smiled coldly.

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