Chapter 394: Shadow of the Yin God (8)
“Group Leader.”
“……”
“Dark Eight is dead.”
The eyes of the Yin God’s eldest disciple, Sima Hyeon, turned cold.
“By whom?”
“He died at the hands of the Night Lord’s acquaintance.”
“……”
“……”
“Does the Night Lord have anything else to say?”
“That is correct.”
“Then it is fine. Concentrate on your assigned mission.”
“Receiving your orders.”
Seureureuk.
Dark Four disappeared like smoke.
Sima Hyeon, who had been staring out the window for a long time, closed his eyes.
‘Go first.’
He inwardly prayed for Dark Eight’s passage to paradise.
If it were up to his heart, he wanted to barge into the Night Lord’s residence right away. He wanted to go and knock the bastard out, destroy his Dantian, and torture him with all sorts of terrible tortures for three months and ten days without even letting him faint.
Of course, that wasn’t solely because of Dark Eight.
‘Because of your single existence, so many people are suffering damage.’
It was a whopping three years ago that Sima Hyeon undid the Yin God’s Soul Subjugation art.
How that was possible, Sima Xuan himself didn’t know either. Suddenly he hated his master, and he felt unfamiliar. Then at some point, he realized there was a problem with his memories.
As he tried to recall his memories like that, he could suddenly break the Soul Subjugation art. He could only guess that the two types of true qi, Yin Fire and Yin Cold, might have had a bizarre effect.
Of course, that wasn’t important.
The important thing was the fact that the master he had trusted and followed for a long time was his mortal enemy, and the fact that he absolutely must kill the one who was both his master and enemy.
‘There will be no petty revenge.’
Yelu Jeok probably didn’t know. How much preparation he had made over the past three years.
How much information he had gathered, and how many people he had appeased. Furthermore, how many assassins he had drawn to his side.
‘And finally.’
Sima Hyeon took out a small document from his inner pocket.
‘The opportunity has come.’
Currently, a detached unit of the Murim Alliance had entered Guangdong Province.
If a detached unit had entered, an intelligence organization to assist them would fittingly slip in as well. He couldn’t confirm what kind of intelligence organization was coming or from which direction they were coming, but the fact that they would come was obvious.
‘There’s probably a high probability it will be the Beggars’ Gang.’
Sima Hyeon opened his mouth.
“Dark General.”
“Did you call, Group Leader.”
A masked person who appeared suddenly like Dark Four prostrated next to Sima Xuan.
Sima Hyeon handed the document to him.
“Lay down eyes in all areas of Guangdong Province. And if you gain the certainty that it is an intelligence agent from the Murim Alliance side, deliver this document to that side.”
The Dark General’s eyes shone blue.
“Is it beginning?”
“Yeah, now it is the beginning.”
Sima Xuan closed his eyes.
“If the Murim Alliance does not help, at that time I will not care for my life and cut Hong Gwan’s throat.”
* * *
“Young Master Yeon!”
In her urgency, she even omitted the title Grand Commander.
Muk Bi approached with a worried face.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“You just collapsed right now, didn’t you? Just how big of an internal injury did you suffer!”
“I didn’t suffer an internal injury.”
“……Yes?”
Yeon Ho-jeong rotated his left shoulder round and round.
“I know excessively well regarding the Blood-Drinking Palm. It’s quite a scary martial art, but if you know the penetration path, blocking the hidden force is as easy as splitting firewood. Looking at it from that aspect, it can definitely be seen as a concept closer to the basic art of the Yin Desolation Art.”
Muk Bi looked at Yeon Ho-jeong with a dumbfounded expression. Ok-cheong and Yeo-guk had similar expressions.
“Are you playing a prank right now?”
“It’s not a prank.”
“If it’s not a prank! Why did you let the enemy go? Let alone the fact that she is a peak master from the Evil Lust Cult side!”
Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.
“Catching one fox is only good for taking out anger. The poisonous snake hiding in the cave will become more cautious.”
“……?”
“I threw the seed roughly, so if things flow as I think, the enemy camp will also become quite colorful soon.”
One of the strongest from the Evil Lust Cult side wouldn’t have been dispatched as the Yin God.
That was natural. At least as far as Yeon Ho-jeong knew, the absolute peak masters from the Three Cults side had amazing pride. Among them, there were also many conservatives who clicked their tongues asking if they really had to aim for the lowly land of the Central Plains.
In other words, the current Yin God has an overwhelmingly high probability of being a peak master of the rank below that.
No, he was certain. The Yin God Yeon Ho-jeong met during his time as the Dark Emperor had no connection with the Evil Lust Cult, so he probably surpassed his master and ascended as the new Yin God due to a certain incident.
If the opponent was a top elite peak master of the Three Cults side, no matter how much of a genius, it would have been hard to surpass his master.
‘Moreover, externally, Yelu Jeok transformed into a figure named Hong Gwan, Yang Cheon’s disciple. If he were a strong person of the Demigod Apostle level, he wouldn’t have announced himself with the position of Yang Cheon’s disciple even if just for pride.’
Yang Cheon knew quite a lot of information about Yelu Jeok. However, he didn’t actually know how strong he was or what level of position he held in the Evil Lust Cult.
‘The martial arts of that damn bitch just now were well comparable to Beon Jak. Beon Jak is a Demigod Apostle, that is, an absolute peak master of the limit who couldn’t break through the realm of the Ultimate. If so, that damn bitch’s might wouldn’t be worse than the Yin God’s.’
Regarding the Blood-Drinking Palm and the Blood Drinking Demonic Qi, Yeon Ho-jeong was even more well-versed than the Evil Lust Cult side.
Naturally, he also knew the destruction method. Because a significant number of the peak masters of the Dark Emperor Castle had suffered at the hands of the half-bloods carrying the blood of the Evil Lust Cult Leader, so they gritted their teeth and dug into it.
Now, the only thing left is‘discord’.
‘A unit commander belonging to the Murim Alliance couldn’t possibly master the martial arts of Evil Lust to that extent. Right?’
Yeon Ho-jeong spoke to Xiao Fang in his heart.
‘If so, who could have told me that destruction method? The probability is high that it’s the doing of an insider of yours nearby, right?’
Yeon Ho-jeong spoke as if his heart was burning.
‘Please tell him that. Please.’
Yeon Ho-jeong spoke filled with sorrow.
To Xiao Fang who was no longer visible, with a voice that had no way of reaching.
‘If you can’t create discord, I will end up despising myself for letting you go today. Please don’t make me miserable.’
Muk Bi opened her mouth.
“If you have some thought, next time tell us in advance……”
For a moment, Muk Bi couldn’t continue her words.
Jureureuk.
A stream of bloody water flowed down from Yeon Ho-jeong’s lips. Because he was unconsciously biting his lips.
How hard he bit them; the amount of bleeding gradually increased. But Yeon Ho-jeong seemed to not even be aware of that.
Muk Bi looked at Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes with wavering eyes.
‘……’
Muk Bi felt her vision turn dizzy.
It wasn’t just her. Ok-cheong and Yeo-guk also looked at Yeon Ho-jeong in the unusual atmosphere, and lost their words in surprise at his terrifying gaze.
Yeon Ho-jeong was speaking with his eyes. He expressed with his eyes, and contained it in his eyes.
In his eyes, all the emotions a human could feel dwelled. Surprisingly, emotions like joy, love, and fun could also be glimpsed there.
And an unimaginably huge malice surrounded those positive emotions.
So in his eyes, there was nothing.
‘Blaze up fiercely.’
The emotions soaring at will gradually concluded into one, and showed Yeon Ho-jeong a huge illusion.
‘Burn and burn again, and suffer as all of you cannot escape the flames of hell soaring to the sky.’
He met a true mortal enemy.
Even though he had no acquaintance with that bitch, just the fact that she belonged to the Evil Lust Cult made her a mortal enemy to Yeon Ho-jeong who he wouldn’t feel refreshed even if he tore her into ten thousand pieces and killed her.
Divine Fire Cult? Mad Blood Cult? Of course they are enemies too. Anyway, they were bastards who would turn the Central Plains into a sea of fire, and they were actually undertaking such a plan, so he had to assassinate them for the sake of his family as well. Only then would there be no future troubles.
But the Evil Lust Cult was different again.
How many subordinates had died terribly by their hands. To him who lost his family and whose humanity was worn away, those remnants of the Evil Lust Cult who made him lose the subordinates who gave him trust and love once again were mortal enemies who he couldn’t forgive even if he repeated a million lives.
The Black Sheep he saw in the Black Dragon Manor in the past? Of course, that bastard was also from the Evil Lust Cult.
But that bastard was a bug. A bug sent from the Evil Lust Cult. It was no different from a Gu poison living in the southwest.
However, the bitch who escaped just now was different.
He came in contact with a true Evil Lust Cult-like Evil Lust Cult member. How many years has it been since returning to the past that he clashed with a mortal enemy.
He had let go of the mortal enemy he hated so much and wanted to meet right away with his own hands.
Eudeudeudeuk.
The sound of grinding his teeth pierced through the fiercely blazing sound of fire and echoed in all directions.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes gradually became bloodshot.
‘You must not ruin the reason I kept you alive, my mercy and stratagem. By any chance, if a discord does not happen, I will make it so at least you cannot die, nor live.’
It was a terrifying curse.
A curse completely containing a human’s hatred gets transmitted even without taking it out of the mouth. Muk Bi, Ok-cheong, and Yeo-guk felt goosebumps at Yeon Ho-jeong’s deepening anger.
How much time had passed like that.
“……Huu.”
He sent his boiling emotions contained in a lightly let out sigh.
Yeon Ho-jeong closed his eyes.
‘Taoist Master.’
He recalled Taoist Immortal Seung-hyeon, who gave him teachings at the Murim Alliance training ground.
His benevolent expression, worried voice, and incredibly good-natured eyes.
‘A person with power cannot be free from the responsibility that weight gives. The moment one forgets that responsibility, the world will fall into misery. You might have the question of whether such a thing is possible with one person’s madness, but it is sufficiently possible. That is the Murim and also the world.’
‘I do not know what kind of killing karma will dye your future red, but I want to plant even a single streak of warmth in that exhausted heart. That is just all there is to it.’
Yeon Ho-jeong muttered in a small voice without realizing it.
That was the enlightenment Taoist Immortal Seung-hyeon handed over to him. It wasn’t about suppressing and governing human emotions by scraping them away, but contained pedantic yet easy-to-understand teachings about the fundamental reason why the world is beautiful and how a person should live in it.
As he recited the enlightenment transmitted by Taoist Immortal Seung-hyeon, his heart, which hadn’t calmed down even with the internal energy of the Yeon Clan’s Divine Elixir and the Four Gods Qi, gradually began to stabilize.
Of course, it wasn’t necessarily because the dharma words were great. Yeon Ho-jeong had put aside his private desire for revenge and prioritized the mission, and he was a person who had now slowly reached the realm of pondering what the Great Cause is beyond the mission.
That change was making Yeon Ho-jeong’s vision broader and clearer by using the dharma words transmitted by Taoist Immortal Seung-hyeon as a passage.
Without the will to change, the teachings of sages are also merely kindling.
Yeon Ho-jeong had become like that at some point. He was gradually distancing himself from the Dark Emperor before his death.
Flash!
Yeon Ho-jeong opened his eyes.
“I’m sorry. I had a lot of thoughts for a moment.”
His calmed voice reassured the three people. He wasn’t pretending; it was visible that he had truly steadied his mind.
“If my prediction is right, the enemy camp will fall into great chaos once. Given that bitch’s personality and position, the Yin God’s command center might be paralyzed for a while.”
“Then, what do we do next?”
“What do you mean what do we do. If we created an opening, we should stab them without mercy.”
Chiriririring!
Yeon Ho-jeong, who tied the Flood Dragon Chain to his upper body and lifted the Crazy Dragon Axe, spoke in a cold voice.
“Contact the Beggars’ Gang. Tell them to slowly get moving. Before entering the main board, we should clean up the fallen leaves first.”
Yeon Ho-jeong didn’t simply come to catch the Yin God.
On a small scale, it was to catch the spy of the Evil Lust Cult, but on a large scale, he came to collapse the assassin world and restore vitality to the southern Murim that had lost its power.
Beyond killing the organization and killing the enemy boss, he even planned for the stability of Guangdong Province.
The strongest vanguard, the Tiger General of Green Mountain, Yeon Ho-jeong.
In this mission, he had to go beyond being a vanguard and become a monarch who rectified the livelihood of the people in a region.
Even if only for a very short moment.