Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return Chapter 151

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The Demon Bridge surrounding Tianshan Mountain boasted an area dozens or even hundreds of times the size of the imperial palace, and the number of people living within it is said to be as high as 100,000.

Therefore, the Demonic Cult was called Hundred Thousand Demons.

The Demonic Bridge consisted of a huge circle and maze, and at the outermost area, people who generally did not know martial arts gathered together to form a village.

Starting with commoners and merchants who did not know martial arts, there were also parakho and warlords, and they were helping each other by giving their profits to the demon religion in the form of taxes.

Also, inside it, there were people who were demon cultists but of lower rank, and as the circle got closer to the center of Heavenly Mountain, there were members of the Segana clan who were higher in rank and had been protecting the demon cult for a long time.

These were the centers that led the current Demonic Cult.

When Jang Sam-tae arrived at the village on the outskirts of Cheonsan Mountain, he was speechless and drooped.

He looked around with wide eyes, smiled weakly, and dropped his shoulders.

“I ended up here….” Jang Sam-tae smiled empty-handedly.

It wasn’t anywhere else, it was information about the Demonic Cult.

If you wanted to get it, you wouldn’t have to come all the way to Cheonsan in person.

I received plenty of money, so I could have bought information anywhere.

However, not only Hao Wen, but most intelligence groups were unable to provide information about the Demonic Cult.

This is because they assumed that there was no information coming from there.

However, since they could not return without any income, they moved forward little by little and eventually reached a village near Cheonsan.

Jang Sam-tae, who was sitting down on the street in a corner, glanced at the Majang River.

“Isn’t it difficult?”

“it’s tough.”

“Why don’t you sit down for a bit? “It’s hard for me to look at it all.”

“Yotz.”

Majang River sat down with an expression of unwillingness.

After traveling together for several months, I gradually became familiar with the man named Jang Sam-tae. I knew right away that he was a bastard with a swollen liver, but now he just grunted and blurted out the words without even using an honorific.

“You really have a good temper. “If it were like other guys, I wouldn’t have survived even if I had ten lives.”

Jang Sam-tae waved his hand at that sharp word.

His attitude was that he didn’t even have time to respond to Majang Gang’s words.

“I feel like I’ve heard that a hundred times already. Rather, do you think something will come out of this place?”

“Hmm-.”

Majang River swallowed a groan and looked around with a frown. I didn’t get any information while coming here.

However, it didn’t seem like anything had happened to the Demonic Cult.

The Cheonsan village he now saw before his eyes was ordinary itself.

People worked hard to tend the rice fields, and merchants were busy selling goods.

Guys like Parakho were wandering around with their shoulders strained, so it didn’t seem like anything was happening.

but.

‘There are no people who need to be seen.’ Majang River knows.

He, called King Nang,

traveled all over the central plains.

I’ve been to this mountain a few times, but I haven’t seen

a single demonic figure who

manages or patrols the village

.

That was very strange.

Although he didn’t show it, Jang Sam-tae also seemed to notice that.

“I think we should go further inside. What do you think?”

“Are you serious? “If you’re not a demonic cultist, you can’t even go in here. Are you saying this even though you know that?”

Jang Sam-tae glared at Majang River with a puzzled gaze.

If your identity is discovered, it will never end well.

I know that Majang Gang is an expert with outstanding skills, but there are many experts in this demonic religion who are even better than him.

Why are people so afraid of the Demonic Cult?

Why are the leaders of the political faction reluctant to even deal with the Demonic Cult, let alone subdue it?

This was because the power they had was so heterogeneous and strong.

But Majang River didn’t even care and stood up. Then he glanced at Jang Sam-tae and smiled.

“If you think about it, you should be considered a devil since you received the teachings of the old man.”

“under…! What kind of nonsense is that? “Did I say something wrong?” Jang Sam-tae let out a long sigh. Of course, it wasn’t wrong.

The basic martial arts were taught by Dan Woo-hyeon, but after that, Sado Hak taught him.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the current Jang Sam-tae was created by Sadohak. That was the reason why there was a small amount of demonic energy in his Danjeon.

‘There’s a high chance of getting caught if you go in, right?’ I thought about it carefully.

Even if you are with Majang River, the opponent has 100,000 demons… If you are unlucky, your head will be cut off.

But Majang Gang’s words also made sense.

‘I have an old man, right?’ If the manor sends me a letter, everything will be resolved well. Moreover, I had no idea what Dan Woo-hyeon would say if I went back without any income.

‘No, I might get kicked out…’ In the past, being kicked out would have been something to welcome. Because you will find complete freedom.

However, there was Dan So-mi in the manor, and there was also Dan Woo-hyeon, although he was hateful.

I can’t say that we’ve been together for a long time, but because we’ve been through a lot, we’ve grown closer to each other and built trust in them.

There was a seat for Jang Sam-tae in the manor.

But what about outside?

Are you going to live by stealing again?

After thinking about it, Jang Sam-tae suddenly stood up.

“I do not know! “If something happens, I’ll be the first to run away!”

“Do it yourself.”

氷 * *

“Haa…haa…haa…”

Mo Yonghyeokmun was breathing heavily, his entire body bound in chains. His tangled hair, not even properly organized, covered his face.

However, the vaguely revealed eyes had become more fierce than ever.

“Kill… kill… kill!”

“Yes, you must kill him. Your resentment, your jealousy, your anger! “You must vomit it all out and kill it.”

The red-haired man smiled as he looked at Mo Yonghyeokmun’s figure. Feeling his negative emotions and life, I even felt shivers throughout my body.

It’s been a while since I last saw you.

This is someone who has a strong desire to kill him.

That made it even more fun to play with.

“Are you going to be okay?”

Someone came up to me and asked.

Because the shadows were thick, it was hard to see exactly who the other person was, but the red-haired man nodded and smiled deeply.

“Of course. “Where else can you find material like this?”

“…The condition doesn’t look that good.”

The man tsked and clicked his tongue.

It didn’t seem that strong.

What is left, at best, is nothing more than survival and resentment?

It seemed to him that he was very weak and didn’t even have any useful features.

Why did the owner bring such a bastard?

“Go… become stronger… you can become stronger!”

“okay! “You can become strong.”

The red-haired man answered Mo Yong-hyeok’s muttering. Hearing that he could become stronger, Mo Yong-hyeok’s eyes became even redder.

As if he had already lost his sense of self, he had only one goal: to kill his opponent.

Juhwa Ilma (走火入魔).

The shock of being manipulated by Dan Woo-hyeon and the death of his son caused his mind to collapse and his energy and blood to become distorted.

It would be quite difficult to bring him back from his addiction, but the red man didn’t even care.

Rather, I lightly overlooked the life I felt right in front of me.

“Yes, you will definitely kill him.”

“I kill that guy! kill! “I will tear you to pieces and kill you!”

“Hahaha! That’s it! “All you can do, having lost everything and become so weak, is to stand up again, bearing your regret for that bastard.” Mo Yonghyukmun shook his body greatly.

At that moment, the red man held a large glass containing something red in his hand.

Mo Yong-hyeok-moon, who did not even know what it was or what he was trying to do to him, was just spouting out his only desire for Woo-hyeon and repeatedly saying that he was going to kill him.

Rumbling-!

The red-haired man poured what was in the glass onto Mo Yonghyeokmun’s head.

The fishy smell that slowly trickled down and spread in all directions proved that it was birth control.

Before he knew it, Mo Yonghyukmun’s whole body was covered in red blood.

It was an extremely bizarre sight, but no one here paid any attention.

“Do you know what it takes to become strong?”

“kill! kill!”

“It is death. “You have already reached the limit of your talent and have reached a level where you can no longer develop.”

The red man muttered lowly and laughed.

Limits of talent.

It was an inherent limitation that could not be overcome even by human efforts.

A woodcutter who has been chopping wood since childhood gradually increases his strength, but at some point, his strength stops increasing and his growth stops.

That is the limitation that the woodcutter has.

That’s what Mo Yong-hyeok said now.

Although he was outstanding enough to occupy a place among warriors as numerous as grains of sand, he was unable to rise higher once he reached the limits of his talent.

What should such a person do to become stronger?

Either gain enlightenment and undergo a complete transformation.

“You really die.”

Suddenly!

The moment the red man’s mouth fell.

Red blood lines flew out.

In an instant, the blood line that attacked Mo Yonghyeokmun cut his chest open and pulled out all the organs inside.

Sigh!

“Turn it off…!”

The light gradually went out from the eyes of Moyong Hyeokmun, who had only life in mind.

Nevertheless, the desire to live for Dan Woo-hyeon still lingered.

“Doesn’t it take too long to achieve something like enlightenment? In that case, you will be reborn after death. A body that cannot feel pain will release your limitations! “You can become stronger.”

“Keueook….”

Yonghyeokmun let out a groan as if he was in pain, as if he couldn’t even breathe anymore.

However, the red man stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Yonghyukmun’s face with an expression that did not show even the slightest emotion.

He said, staring at the pupils that were slowly diluting.

“And work for me. Create the best stage to compete against him! Resurrect the martial arts of the past! A stronger, more dizzying and more bloody martial arts world! “A real battlefield, not this peace-filled martial arts world!”

The red man gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

Compared to the past, his martial arts skills are so inferior.

The ugly sight of pigs and dogs that are consumed by peace.

When I saw things like that, I got really annoyed.

Martial arts were originally supposed to be chaotic, fierce, and have endless screams.

Such a sloppy stage was not suitable for settling down with that guy.

‘Then I will make it myself.’

The man turned his back, leaving Moyong Hyukmun feeling cold.

I laughed heartily as I remembered the face of the man I had not seen in a thousand years.

He also had a very calm expression, unlike in the past.

The red man didn’t like that.

It didn’t look like that at the time. He wasn’t the kind of guy who harbored such weak emotions.

The sight of him brutally cutting down his opponent and laughing while being covered in blood was still vivid.

How did you become so weak!

How dare you break your own heart like that!

‘I’ll give it back to you too.’

The red man made up his mind.

Our stage is not like this, is it?

I will return everything to the way it was a thousand years ago, when it was stained with blood.

He will welcome it too, because we are destined to do so.

‘Is that so, Mushin?’

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