Chronicles of the Reincarnated Demon God - Chapter 354



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The reincarnation demon temple

Episode 354

A group of heretics

‘At this age, I have to be a servant to the government troops.’

The Black King clicked his tongue slightly inwardly, but never showed it on the outside.

Because there was a huge army of forty thousand soldiers gathered in front of him.

It was an army under the Jiangdong Provincial Commander-in-Chief, which ruled over Anhui, Zhejiang, Fujian, and Jiangxi regions. Since it directly managed the canals, which could be called the lifeline of the empire, even the lowest-ranking soldiers were refined and splendidly armed.

No matter how great the prosperous times of Mujeong and Namgung were, they could not directly confront them.

At that moment, Mujeseong will be destroyed without even leaving a single blade of grass behind.

The power of an empire with a population of over three hundred million was equally great.

So the Black King laughed.

Because I knew very well why they had shown themselves here.

“It is an honor to meet you, Commander of Gangdong-do, who is responsible for the safety of Namjikrye. My name is Namgung Mo, a wild man.”

Du Han-su, the leader of the Saman army and a provincial commander, was wearing thick armor and a helmet, making it difficult to guess his age.

They say he was so picky that even the scholars of the Academy of Korean Studies were amazed. He was still on his horse, and he just glanced down at me without saying anything.

It was as if he was saying that the foolish shaman of Kangho had no right to have a conversation with him.

‘You’re so young… …!’

The Black King frowned slightly in displeasure when he remembered that Duhansu was only in his forties.

Soon, he bowed his head towards Do Ji-hwi-dongji Han Bang-rip, who was speaking on behalf of Du Han-su.

“I came here after hearing that a group of heretics are currently gathering in Baekun Mountain and growing in power. Is that true?”

“Comrade, what you said is correct. The group called Angmasinhwajong gathered at Baekunsan is a group that worships the devil, as their name suggests. They are the ones who have disrupted the order of the empire and bullied the people for a very long time.”

“We have heard a lot about the evil deeds of those cult groups, from the Manichaeism to the Peach Blossom Movement. Are they similar to the Yellow Turbans or Red Turbans of old?”

“no.”

“no?”

Hanbangrip’s eyes lit up brightly.

The Black King bowed his head.

“Yes. The Yellow Turbans and the Red Turbans were nothing more than a rebellion by ordinary civilians, disguised as religions. However, they are not just religions, but also martial arts groups, so the danger is naturally much greater.”

“Huh! From what we see, both the Baekunsan group and your Namgung group all appear to be groups of thugs who reject the Emperor’s grace and wield swords. I don’t know what the difference is.”

“… … .”

“But unlike you guys who can be controlled to some extent, social groups are not responsive to that kind of thing in the first place, so we need to root them out right away.”

Hanbangrip was treated the same as the Angmasinhwajong, and he continued to speak calmly as if nothing had happened while looking at the Black King with his ears bulging.

“I heard that your group, Namgung, has already set up camp in front of Baekun Mountain. Do you really think that the army of this commander is unnecessary?”

“Already, under the leadership of our Namgung, the Murong of Jiangxi, the Huangbo of Fujian, the Guyang of Zhejiang, and the Pengjia of Hebei have all joined forces to form a volunteer army. They should have started the suppression by now, so when the Heavenly Army (the Emperor’s army) arrives, you will see that the factions of the xie jiao have all been pacified and are just waiting to receive the stern orders from the Commander of the Province.”

“Didn’t you say they were a dangerous social group? But they seem too easy to clean up.”

“Of course, it is possible because the morale of our volunteer army and their loyalty to the Emperor are higher than that.”

At that moment, Hanbangrip narrowed his eyes.

“You are not planning to use this incident as an excuse to follow in the footsteps of Cao Weide, who organized a private warlord during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, are you?”

“How could a citizen of the empire have such a vain thought? Please put your doubts aside.”

The Black King felt a chill run down his spine for a brief moment.

‘The rumors that the royal family is suspicious of us were true…! After this is over, I should tell the head of the household to refrain from doing anything for the time being.’

Although it is said that the government and the martial arts world do not invade each other’s territory (an implicit promise that the government and the martial arts world do not invade each other’s territory), this only applies to the government and the martial arts world and absolutely does not apply to the imperial family.

If the royal family found Namgung suspicious, he would be finished that day.

In fact, the movement of the Gangdong-do Commander’s large army in this way was a kind of surveillance and warning.

I will keep my eyes wide open to see if I do anything that will put me out of favor.

A warning that we will intervene immediately if force is used in any way other than to suppress social evil.

In particular, Du Han-su was the empress’s brother and was also the most favored minister by the emperor in recent times.

Everything that happens here will pass through his hands and be reported directly to the Emperor.

So, you should never do anything that could be criticized.

‘There’s no need to worry. We’ll finish the subjugation before they reach Baekun Mountain anyway. After that, we can roast and boil these little bastards as much as we want.’

The Black King was organizing his thoughts like that.

Suddenly, Duhansu, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth for the first time.

It had a magical power that took hold of the minds of those who listened to it.

“I heard that there is a master called Socheonma or something in that social group. I heard that he is quite famous even in the outside world. So there must be no other problems.”

The Black King clicked his tongue inwardly at the imperial information network that even knew of the existence of the Little Heavenly Horse, and bowed his head even deeper as he answered.

“Even if he is called Socheonma, he is nothing more than a martial artist known only among the barbarians outside of Jangseong. It is not even certain whether he is dead or not, so even if such an author appears, there will be no problem. Also.”

The Black King patted the sword hanging from his waist with his hand.

“This Namgung Mo may not be comparable to the great generals of the Heavenly Army, but he has been evaluated as someone who is quite skilled in swordsmanship in the martial world. Commander Do Ji-hwi has absolutely nothing to worry about.”

“…I see. Then it’s done.”

Doohansu answered in a tone that was still difficult to read and then turned his gaze forward again.

The Black King was still muttering about the arrogant author whose true intentions were incomprehensible, when he suddenly felt someone running towards him in a hurry.

“Your Majesty, Your Highness… …!”

He had lost an arm, was covered in dust, and his face was hard to recognize, but he was someone the Black King knew well. He was the vice-chairman of the Zanluo Sword Sect.

For a moment, the Black King felt an eerie uneasiness running down his spine.

“What the hell is going on-”

“Ugh! We’re all wiped out… … !”

“…what?”

“The Zanluo Sword Squad has been annihilated! The little heavenly horse suddenly appears-”

In an instant, sparks flew into the Black King’s eyes.

He didn’t listen to any more gossip and used all his might to deploy the Heavenly Wind Technique and ran towards Baekun Mountain.

Only the government troops watched the scene with bewildered faces.

“Looks like something happened. Let’s go.”

Doohansu lightly swung the whip as if it was nothing and moved the horse.

Hanbanglip shouted.

“The commander is moving! All imperial troops, follow the commander!”

“Your name!”

“Your name!”

The four thousand troops marched simultaneously toward Baekun Mountain.

* * *

“What the heck is going on… … !”

“Did I really see it correctly?!”

“We had no idea what to do with the two masters of the peak… … as many as two of them… …!”

All the faction members, including Maeng Yak-ran, clenched their fists.

The expressions on their faces were also different.

Horrible.

Despair.

honor.

horror.

admiration.

But underneath it all, there was only one common feeling.

-Awe.

A look of awe and fear crossed his face.

That was because the inaction that Yun Hui had shown was so overwhelming.

It seemed that even the best Yabaekshin Army they had seen so far would never be able to match that.

‘Not only did he defeat the Geomnoya, which even the Justice Alliance found difficult to handle, in a single day, but he also commanded a group of great Imaemangryangs that were so great that they wiped out the Zanlei Sword Sect… … . Did he go beyond the realm of magic and even open up the realm of martial arts? How on earth… … !’

If you know Yunhui well, you know Maeng Yak-ran well. At one time, she was also an outstanding talent, worthy of being counted among the Ten Masters of Magic, just like Yunhui.

But I was certain that Yunhwi’s rapid growth would eventually hit a wall.

So I thought that one day I would surpass Yunhwi.

This was because Yun Hui did not have a lower abdomen.

How long can the reign of a cult leader who has not mastered the art of cultivating religious beliefs last?

I didn’t think it would take long.

And he secretly harbored a hope that one day that position might be passed on to his father, Yabaekshin-gun.

Then, the next thing that happens is that it will lead directly to you… … .

However, a civil war broke out in Cheonsan, and both the leader and sub-leaders went missing.

Maeng Yak-ran thought that perhaps this might be her chance.

It was heartbreaking that the believers were scattered, but if they could manage to sort it out, their father would be able to take power with higher support than if he had just inherited it.

But all those expectations and hopes were shattered when Yun-Hwi reappeared.

Because all the believers were captivated by the sight of Yunhui fluttering the five-colored dragon flag.

Even his father, Yabaek Shingun, was no different.

The emotion in his eyes was more intense than that of the faction members.

-Worship.

There was a gaze there that seemed worthy of being offered to the Great God.

‘Father… … Father, you shouldn’t make such an expression. Why is it that you, who should be the leader, don’t receive worship and instead show such feelings to others… …!’

As Maeng Yak-ran clenched her teeth, Ya Baek-shin-gun suddenly turned his gaze towards Maeng Yak-ran.

“Do you hate it when I do this?”

“… Oh, no.”

Maeng Yak-ran lowered her head for a moment.

She realized that her father’s eyes were reading all of her thoughts.

“I know what you were thinking. I am your father.”

“… … .”

“But look. That is the little cult leader.”

The gaze of the Yabaekshin Army did not leave Yun-Hwi.

“Do you dare to surpass him? I don’t think this father would be able to do it.”

Maeng Yak-ran realized this intuitively.

It seems that it will be difficult to change the minds of the Yabaek Shingun.

If it had been a little while ago, it might have been different, but now that the real Yun-Hui has appeared, his thoughts will never change.

“… But the Black King of Halsim still remains. No matter how strong the young cult leader becomes, will he be able to defeat the ten greatest masters in the world?”

But still… … Maeng Yak-ran somehow didn’t want to acknowledge Yun-hui.

“Well, I guess he won’t win. The Black King of Halsim seems to have ascended the Ark right away. On the other hand, the Young Leader doesn’t seem to be there yet.”

“then-”

“but.”

The corners of the Yabaekshin Army’s mouth curled up.

“But the cult leader must have some way.”

It was absolute trust.

“… … .”

Maeng Yak-ran clenched her teeth.

She couldn’t say anything more.

If you throw your words at a wall and it just bounces back as soon as you throw them, what can you say?

It was just then.

“He’s coming.”

The gaze of the Ya Baek Shin Army turned somewhere into the air. Maeng Yak Ran also hurriedly turned in that direction.

Kwarrrrrrrr!!

Black lightning was striking the clear sky.

Black thunder.

It was a thunderbolt symbolizing the Black King, the shadow of the Undefiled.

Maeng Yak-ran clenched her fists without realizing it. In an instant, cold sweat broke out on her hands.

A hot wind was blowing, strong enough to blow away Yunhui’s spirit that was shaking in all directions.

When Ya Baek Shin-gun saw that and was about to shout something to Yun-hui, he suddenly heard Yun-hui’s voice in his ear.

“Your Majesty, from now on, listen carefully to what I say.”

Ya Baek Shin-gun somehow felt that Yun-hui’s voice was very tense.

At first I thought it was because of the Black King, but it didn’t seem to be that.

Further back than that… … .

There was something else.

『I’ll somehow buy some time against the Black King, so in the meantime, take the believers and escape Baekunsan. Hurry up!』