< Episode 120: The Beginning of Disaster (3) >
“uh. How dare I try to disturb you. “You fucking parasitic eyeball.”
“under?”
Mokgan’s face turned cold at the thick curse that came from the mouth of Chunchu the first class of the secret relationship.
Whether it’s an alter ego or not something that is just a member of a group of people who can’t even look directly at your face dares to taunt you and interfere with you at an important moment.
-Sigh!
Mokgan raised his left hand upward.
Then strangely shaped winged imamangryangs appeared as if they had been waiting not far away.
-Gooooooo!
Just looking at the magical powers flowing out they were more than the minimum number of demonic beasts.
As expected as it was the base where the real body of the wooden tablet was located the number of imaemangyangs that could fly in the air was considerable.
Almost dozens of objects were waiting.
It seemed like they had left it behind anticipating that it would come flying in the sky.
Mokgan snorted and said.
“What a foolish thing. “I will make you pay for your betrayal.”
“That’s ridiculous. You were the one who betrayed me. “Why did you take my father away from me?”
-Rarrrrrrrrrr!
When Chunchu opened his hands wide hot heat spread around him and dozens of spheres of flame appeared.
Seeing her like this Mokgan clicked her tongue.
Since he was the top executive of the secret society he must know the history of the secret society and his own fears so are you going to risk your life just because you lost your father?
Mokgan clicked her tongue and then raised her left hand and pointed towards Chunchu.
Then as if they had been waiting the Imae Mangyangs opened their mouths towards Chunchu and began firing bullets made of magical energy.
-Papa pap pap pang!
Chunchu also threw a ball of flame that condensed the explosion created by her magic power.
As the bullets of her magical power collided with the spheres of flame explosions that seemed to reverberate everywhere erupted one after another.
-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
‘Now is the time.’
At that moment Mokgan gathered all the true energy in her right hand and stretched it out.
Then the intangible sword that had stopped due to the explosion broke through and tried to fly towards her spirit.
Because he was trapped in her Taigong Fengtian ceremony he could not help but miss her if she moved further away.
It’s now or there’s no chance…
-Poof!
‘!?’
At that moment the expression on her neck became horribly distorted.
It was thought that her Chunqiu would not be able to intervene as she was trying to block her two enemies but she flew into her orbit and blocked her intangible sword with her own body.
‘You damn bitch!’
Is she willing to face him risking her life?
Of course this wooden tablet’s guess was clear.
Chunchu who stopped the intangible sword that penetrated her abdomen with her body and grabbed it with her left hand filled with her magical power glanced behind her.
Her young spirit was gradually getting smaller and farther away.
‘good.’
She must go there first.
That way things won’t go as this damn eye parasite wants.
“Cluck cluck.”
Although she had fast regenerative powers as a top-ranking official she could not help but cough up blood from her internal injuries due to the power of her intangible sword which could be called swordplay.
But her will was still strong and the heat of her anger was burning even more.
-Sigh!
-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
When Chunchu held out her hand the paused explosion occurred again and she blocked the imaemangyangs who were about to fly.
She knew what she had to do here.
‘Even if this becomes my grave…’
She will take them all to the afterlife.
As if he could sense her determination the flying spirit clenched her fists.
Chunchu probably risked her life.
This is probably the only way to get revenge.
In order for this sacrifice of hers to be fleeting she had to somehow arrive before the body of her wooden tablet reached the Heaven and Earth Association.
‘Rebirth…’
Strangely enough her mind was filled with more worries about her neck than her hatred.
She tried to shake it off.
She believed that if she were to cultivate her neck she would definitely escape the trap prepared by him and come to where she was.
She further raised her spiritual power and moved forward.
* * *
Sichuan Province.
The valley of Jinsik has collapsed and has become a ruin.
It was a terrible mess with the corpses and blood of the martyrs everywhere covered in blood.
There under one of the stone walls a hand was sticking out from among the broken rocks piled up.
The hand that had been dead still began to tremble.
Then
-Shoooooooo!
His hands turned red and steam came out.
It was that moment.
-bang!
The piled up rocks broke into pieces and spewed out revealing someone with a whole body covered in wounds.
He was Yu Mu-jin a member of the Yu family.
“Haa…haa….”
Even if he was in good condition it would not have been surprising if he had been crushed to death by so many rocks but since he was injured even though he was a member of the Yuga clan with the best body his breathing was not good due to the exertion.
Yu Mujin who was catching his breath looked around and his complexion became even worse.
“father?”
It was because his father’s safety came to mind.
-Pot!
Yu Mu-jin flew the new type toward the valley.
‘shit.’
While fighting against waves of enemies he was momentarily in danger due to a heartache.
However as the pain disappeared along the way he came to his senses again and dealt with the immoral people but then he was faced with the situation he had feared the worst.
-Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!
A being so distant that even the words that it is gigantic climbing up from the Mugan Valley said to be the deepest in the central plains are considered ridiculous.
The moment Yu Mujin saw this he experienced a feeling of fear for the first time in his life.
He knew of this being but its reality was beyond his imagination.
-Gooooooooo!
-Kwooooooooooooo!
And the moment it exposed half of his body and roared he was blown away by the wave that destroyed all around him and he lost consciousness.
“father! father!”
Yu Mujin shouted as he ran across the ruined cliff.
I never once imagined my father being harmed or killed by something.
However it was already a being that exceeded the standards of imagination.
How on earth was the ancestor able to seal such an enormous monster in Mugangok?
Yu Mu-jin’s eyes became red as he searched the surroundings.
Could it be that he couldn’t even find the body?
-thud!
After searching for a while and unable to find anything Yu Mujin ended up kneeling on the floor in tears.
Did he really die without leaving a trace of his father behind?
How could that strong father…
-Shudder!
At that time Yu Mujin’s ears perked up.
The Yuga clan which has an innate physical body recovers physical strength over time and internal injuries and trauma heal quickly even without special nutrition.
Although this was slowed by an injury to his heart he regained some of his physical abilities during the search for his father.
Then the five outstanding senses also came back to life.
-Whoa…Whoa….
A subtle breathing sound can be heard from somewhere.
It wasn’t far away.
‘Surely it wasn’t there?’
Yu Mujin got up from his seat and headed towards the place where the sound was heard.
It was on the side of a cliff.
Since he had to follow the place where the sound of breathing was coming from Yu Mujin jumped off the cliff without hesitation and found a hole in the side of the cliff that was close to thirty miles away.
-Park!
Yu Moo-jin throws herself into the hole.
Looking at its shape it appears that it was not a hole that was originally in the cliff but was created artificially.
In the dark hole I could see someone’s image through his eyes.
It was his father barely breathing with his right leg crushed and one arm torn off.
“father!”
Yu Mujin ran to his father and checked his condition.
Although he was still breathing his father must have exhausted all his strength and even his muscles were very contracted.
“father? father?”
In response to Yu Mujin’s call Yu Mujeok spoke with difficulty unable to even open his eyes properly.
“I… have to stop… I have to stop… krrrr.”
“father!”
Yu Mu-jin who was shaking his unconscious father soon bit his lip and came out of the hole lifting his father on his shoulders.
And he hung on to the cliff with one hand.
‘I have to go. ‘There.’
It was the only place that could save my father who was barely alive.
You must go there and inform them that the seal of the Great Power King has been broken.
* * *
Cheonjihoe Headquarters Daejeon.
There the leading figures of the victory in the civil war and the top executives under Mok Gyeong-un were gathered in one place.
To the immediate left of the central throne which is the head’s stone are externally recruited figures including Gu Cheon-mu a member of the Seven Heavens and the leader of Yeonggeom Sanjang as well as Geomma (劍魔) and Baehwagyo’s Seonghwaryeongju and to the right the title of Eight Stars. One of the five kings who received it King Pabu King Hotaegang King Seomdok King Baeksaha King Myeongdo Son Yun Amjongju Hwanyaseon Sujongju Goyeonbyeok Sihyeolgokju and Lee Jiyeom were present.
Among the protagonists there were those who were equivalent to or belonged to the highest executives such as the Paldoksa Master Guyangso Masked Marahyeon Apostolic Monk Bokma Kwonja Jaejeongjeong Seopchun Mongmuyak etc. but they were not present because they were continuing their duties and the charges of secret love affair and internal affairs with the hostile forces have not yet been completely resolved. There was also King Yeongchang Gyu Jong-sin a member of Palseong and a member of the Five Kings who was being investigated.
‘hmm. After gathering like this there is no significant decline in power.’
This was the opinion of King Baek Sa-ha who glanced at the faces of the top executives gathered with their arms crossed.
There was a significant loss in military power due to the civil war between the hidden forces of the secret society and the Nayuliang faction.
If we look at the numbers alone the loss was such that one-third of the entire force was sacrificed.
However if you look at the conclusion it was not the case in terms of power.
‘What is significant is that the number of masters of Hwagyeong who have overcome the wall has increased significantly.’
There were external figures such as Geumma Ji Paldoksaji Guyangso Mask Marahyeon Hwagyeong-level Apostolic Monk Jaejeong and this time he and Sihyeolgokju overcame the wall.
The number of eight-star super experts increased by six.
Moreover fortunately the two five kings belonging to the existing eight castles were not lost.
‘And the biggest thing…’
Baek Sa-he’s eyes turned to Gu Tian-mu the head of the Linggeom Mountain Lodge.
The addition of Gucheonmu one of the seven thousand who are said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world was very significant.
There was only one Chilcheon (Seven Heaven) in both the Justice League and the Satan Alliance Alliance but the new Cheonjihoe had two people who received the title of Seven Heavens.
Moreover one of them even surpassed the Hyeonjang (玄境) which is the wall of the wall and reached the life and death scene (生死境) so it could actually be said to be the closest to the best in the world.
‘Hehehe. Nobu’s choice was right. As a result Nobu’s disciple will remain the loser of the new era.’
The corners of Baek Sa-ha’s mouth slowly rose as if he was satisfied.
Then someone opened their mouth.
He was Ho Taekang King of Pabu.
“Now that the civil war seems to have been settled to some extent important issues remain.”
“Agenda? “Prince Mok Gyeong-un who will become the head of the association has not yet taken office. Is there any agenda to discuss?”
The person who answered the question of Sujongju Go Yeonbaek was not Pubwang Hotaegang but Amjongju Hwanyaseon.
“Hehehe. “The revolving door is one of the important items.”
“Hoeju? “What do you mean by that?”
“Because it took place within the Cheonjihoe it took the form of a civil war but this war was strictly a process of creating a new organization.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“Even a small unit needs to have a name that is appropriate for our organization which will become one of the three major forces.”
“iced coffee….”
Most of the top executives nodded in agreement with those words.
Those gathered under Mo Gyeong-un were not following the new successor to become the head of the Heaven and Earth Association.
Therefore a new name for the organization was needed.
“But wouldn’t it be possible for the leader Prince Mo Gyeong-un to come back and do this important matter?”
King Ho Tae-gang responded to Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom’s opinion.
“Well of course the right to decide lies with my lord but wouldn’t it be better to at least have some framework in place before you come back?”
“Nobu agrees. “Hehehe.”
Island Poison King Baek Sa-ha agreed.
Lee Ji-yeom also nodded in agreement.
Then Hwan Ya-seon the head of Amjong said.
“Is there anyone who can suggest a suitable name for this new organization?”
At those words King Ho Taekang spoke as if he had been waiting.
“If we are going to name the organization let’s use a strong name.”
“Have you thought about it?”
“How about something like a Supreme King’s Association so that the Justice Alliance and the Fraud Alliance can tremble just by hearing about it?”
“hmm. “It’s not bad.”
Sun Yun the king of Ming Dynasty whose injuries had not yet healed stroked his chin and agreed.
He also tended to prefer the strong.
However Sihyeolgokju Lee Ji-yeom seemed to disagree with his words and said tilting his head.
“It’s not a bad title to be the Supreme King but is there a need to go back to the council?”
“Why does that matter at all?”
“The title ‘hoe (會)’ seems to indicate that we will not forget that our predecessor was the Cheonjihoe.”
Hearing Lee Ji-yeom’s words Geomma Ji-eun opened his mouth for the first time.
“Even as someone from the outside world what you say seems to make sense. “Is there any need to use the title ‘hoe’ that was used by losers?”
“Hehehe. “Mr. Sword Demon have you thought about anything from an outsider’s perspective?”
Geomma Jioe grinned and answered the question of Hwan Ya-seon the head of the Amjong clan.
“Doesn’t maeng (盟) sound a bit better?”
Hearing his words Gu Cheon-mu the owner of Yeonggeom Mountain Lodge nodded as if it was not bad.
Because they were from the Middle East they preferred a solid yet round feel.
“Maeng…”
“Hmm.”
On the other hand the top executives from the Cheonjihoe were not very pleased with the word Maeng.
In the current martial arts world there are places where the title of organization is used such as the Justice League and the Social Alliance League.
In the first place the Cheonjihoe was an organization created by people who wanted to worship only military force neither political factions nor religious factions.
But is there really a need to follow the same path as the other two forces?
But then someone opened their mouth.
“What about teaching?”
Everyone’s eyes turned to the owner of the voice.
The person who gave that opinion was none other than Seonghwaryeongju of Baehwagyo.
At her opinion Pabuwang Ho Taegang was the first to snort and say
“What a ridiculous opinion. “I made you sit in the top executive meeting but this is strictly a martial arts organization.”
“I agree with what Brother Ho said.”
Myeongdo King Son Yun also showed signs of displeasure.
Despite their momentum Seonghwaryeongju seemed a little nervous but soon opened his mouth again.
“I am not saying this because I am from Baehwagyo.”
“What do you mean?”
“Confucius Wood is an incarnation.”
“avatar?”
“It means that it is a being that is to be revered as a god. He will lead the foolish sentient beings of the central plains in the future….”
“stop!”
King Ho Taekang of Pabu interrupted her.
Then she clicked her tongue and said:
“They said this is a martial arts organization. “It would be better to give up the idea of coloring yourself with the colors of Baehwagyo with your petty tongue.”
“I’m not trying to color Bae Hwa Bridge. “I just…”
“Seonghwaryeongju’s opinion is not without truth.”
At that time Hwan Ya-seon head of Amjong intervened.
At this the top executives from Cheonjihoe frowned and looked at him.
Hwan Ya-seon continued speaking calmly despite their gazes.
“As a matter of fact associations and alliances have clear limits.”
“What do you mean the limits are clear? “Cancer race.”
“Although we won the war we cannot deny that Cheonjihoe accounts for more than eight-half of our forces.”
“What does it matter? Is there any problem?”
“The top officials here have decided to follow the master no the lord but not everyone is like that. “Because they followed their respective leaders and executives there were probably a significant number of people who fought the war without knowing anything.”
“hmm.”
Ho Taekang could not deny his words this time.
In fact the main body of the conference was still in disarray in many ways and was not completely unified.
As expected many of them believed that this war lacked justification and many regarded it as a civil war.
Therefore among the members who respected the Lord of Cheonjihoe there were some who had antipathy or dissatisfaction.
“However that does not necessarily suffice as a justification for giving it the title of religion.”
“It could be possible. This is because unlike the Order or Society which emphasizes the meaning of gathering itself religion like a state that serves the emperor requires absolute faith in the leader.”
“…trust?”
“In order to change and absorb all the systems and power that the association has built over a long period of time in a short period of time absolute trust in the leader is needed. In that respect there is nothing better than religion.”
“hmm….”
Everyone seemed troubled by the opinion of Hwan Ya-seon the leader of the cancer clan.
It was a direction I’d never thought of before but it’s not like there were no cases like this.
In the past there was also a blood religion of Gu Murim.
Meanwhile Geomma Jieu sighed and smiled.
“If we need to make the leader an absolute being how about Mokgyeongungyo or rather Cheonmagyo based on the leader’s title or name?”
In fact this was a joke outside of the Geomma area to lighten the mood.
But no one laughed at this.
‘!?’
Rather doesn’t everyone seem to agree with his opinion by carefully reciting the Cheonmagyo?
what? Are you seriously considering this?
I was wondering about that time.
-Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tak!
Someone came into Daejeon in a hurry.
Looking at his clothes he seemed to be a messenger from the cancer intelligence department.
As soon as the messenger came in he got down on one knee put his hands together gave a bow and reported in an urgent voice.
“Here’s an urgent report! “Now the entire force of the Justice League is moving south at a rapid pace towards the headquarters of the conference!”
‘!!!!!!!’
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