Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 103
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Episode 103 – The Coming Threat (1)
Great Protection Law.
The term ‘law protection’ basically means ‘protecting the law.’
This meaning was expanded to refer to a person who escorts others during a ritual to prevent them from being disturbed.
It also meant that he was someone you trusted enough to entrust your life to, as he was someone who protected you when you were most vulnerable.
However, it basically meant ‘upholding the law’ pursued by a ‘group’, and what was definitely needed to enforce the group’s beliefs and will from external pressure was power.
Based on this meaning, the person called ‘Daehobeop (大護法)’ within a group meant the person with the greatest military power next to the leader······.
At the very end of the corridor covered in black cloth.
In the depths of the pitch-black darkness, a dark blue light flared up.
The man’s body, which had been on his knees, began to tremble with tension, and his head was lowered even further.
“What’s going on?”
And the man swallowed hard at the cold voice he heard.
“It is said that the Blood Heavenly Goddess’s plan······failed.”
There was no clear answer.
In the pitch-black darkness, only the dark blue light was burning fiercely. However, the man could tell how ‘angry’ the Great Guardian was at the moment.
The man fell flat on the floor like a great sinner. Until then, no answer had come from beyond the darkness.
It was only after a long time that the suffocating silence was broken.
“It was planned during the leap month. The leader of the small group took arbitrary action, but the central plains were in an uproar over the Yongbongjihoe, so no attention was focused on him. But he failed?”
A dark blue light burning in the darkness flashed toward the man.
“Who are you?”
“That, that······.”
The man opened his mouth with a trembling voice, lying flat on the floor.
“Because I couldn’t get any news related to it······.”
“Do you not know who thwarted our school’s plans?”
“There are many rumors, but the core information is, ah, unknown. In particular, the, the leader of the sect··· has used all of the teachers of our sect stationed in the Central Plains, so it is impossible to investigate······.”
“There must be officials who have bribed the imperial family?”
“That, that’s why this plan of the Blood Heavenly Goddess failed, and all the officials who bribed the imperial family were exposed.”
“······.”
“We can no longer hear news from the Central Plains.”
That was exactly when I said that.
Phew!
Suddenly, red blood spurted out like a fountain from the man’s entire body. There was no warning, and so it was a death that did not even allow him to let out a final scream.
The man’s body lost its vitality and fell to the side.
Blood continued to pour from the dead man, forming a small puddle on the floor.
In the darkness of the corridor, a group of people came out one by one and removed the dead man’s body.
A pale-faced woman stepped forward and slowly knelt down on the floor, where only a puddle of blood had formed.
“Shall we bribe the imperial officials again?”
Then, in the pitch-black darkness, the dark blue light once again flashed.
“Someone has awakened the young emperor. The naive emperor has finally opened his eyes. It is dangerous to interfere with the imperial family any further. The imperial family boldly gives up.”
“Then how······.”
“Bring in one of the old files.”
The ten martial arts groups that rule the world of the Central Plains, the Nine-Tailed Factions. If you could bribe one of them, you would not only easily be able to access news of the Central Plains, but you could also move the Central Plains as you wished.
In addition, there was an unspoken rule in the Central Plains that the martial arts world and the imperial family did not interfere with each other, so it was easy to avoid the emperor’s surveillance at this point in time when his eyes were open.
“Those old-fashioned people who talk about righteousness and justice, there must be someone among them who is close to the devil. Find him and give him the power of our religion.”
“······I may be presumptuous, but our school has the power to conquer the Central Plains, so why do we have to do this-.”
“Don’t underestimate the power of the Central Plains.”
Beyond the darkness, a dark blue light flashed.
“Are we going to repeat the failures of 50 years ago?”
“However, hasn’t the Central Plains been on the path to decline since then? If our sect’s power is sufficient-.”
“Have you forgotten what state the leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult is in right now?”
As the dark blue light burned and flickered wildly, the woman fell flat on her face in fright.
“Wanmaangbok (萬魔仰伏)! The Heavenly Demon Returns (天魔再臨)! I have overstepped my bounds!”
And then, thud! thud! he hit his head on the floor. His forehead was cut open, his skull was cracked, and blood flowed out, forming a new puddle.
Perhaps because of that, the massacre that had just happened did not continue. Still, thump! thump! The woman did not stop banging her head on the floor.
It was only when the voice from beyond the darkness was heard again that it stopped.
“What happened to the new palace?”
Saeoeoogung (Five Palaces Outside the Wall).
The five most powerful forces among the Saewoemurim (塞外武林), the martial arts forces outside of the Central Plains.
“Currently, the Namman Wild Beast Palace and the Podalap Palace are subordinate to our religion.”
“Did you find it?”
“······Unfortunately, I couldn’t find it. It seems like it’s not in the Namman Wild Beast Palace or the Podalap Palace.”
“What happened to the rest?”
“There is still no answer for the North Sea Ice Palace. And as for the Heavenly Kingdom and the Great Sun Palace… I don’t think we can expect much.”
A moment of silence.
“Tell the Left Guardian Law and the Right Guardian Law that I will entrust the Great Sun Palace to them.”
Soon, beyond the pitch-black darkness, dark blue eyes sparkled again.
“I will go to the land of Heaven.”
The hometown of the great master of Shaolin, the founder of modern martial arts, Dharma, and the hometown of Sakyamuni, the founder of Buddhism, India.
The place that can be said to be the birthplace of the martial arts was none other than the country of Tianzhu······.
“Gunmayeongse (群魔永世) and Madocheonha (魔道天下). I will uphold the will of the great guardian deity.”
As the woman spoke, the dark blue light that had been flashing disappeared, and pitch-black darkness fell once again.
* * *
A conflagration that burns all things.
The gigantic fire dragon roaring inside burned down the entire forest landscape, and everyone was astonished by the overwhelming sight.
The warriors of the swordsman group came to their senses and opened their eyes wide.
The warriors of the Golden Guard who were being chased by the knights also opened their eyes wide.
Joo Gwan-cheon, who was watching the situation with interest, also had his mouth wide open.
Even Dang So-hyang, who was on the verge of fainting from exhaustion, could only open her mouth and not make a sound.
Time passed quickly as a suffocating silence descended.
Eventually, the raging fire subsided, and only then could people see the two people standing with their backs turned to each other, keeping some distance between them.
Cheongun and the Grand Prince of Murim.
Once again, a silence so deep that not even a breath could be heard descended. The long silence descended into the landscape of a forest that had been reduced to scorched earth.
And then suddenly.
“Khahak···!”
A painful sound of blood being vomited was heard.
So, people’s eyes were first drawn to the Grand Prince of Murim.
Originally······it was a gaze that should have been naturally directed at Cheongun.
Vomiting blood meant that he had suffered a serious internal injury, and the target was most likely not one of the ten best masters in the world, but rather Cheongun.
Nevertheless, people’s eyes naturally turned to the Murim Grand Prince. The reason was simple.
The power of Cheongun that I had only heard of through rumors.
So, just a moment ago, the eons-long fire that burned all things.
This was because everyone was reminded of the ‘defeat of the Great Prince of Martial Arts’ when they witnessed it with their own eyes.
It was truly an absurd thought, but what he had just seen with his own two eyes was clearly true, and the fact that all the warriors of the Royal Guard were now looking at the Grand Prince of Murim was proof of that.
and······.
The martial arts master stood firm.
The clothing of the Murim Grand Prince had been burned in the fire and had mostly turned to ashes. There were burn marks here and there, but he was still strong.
There were no visible injuries, such as vomiting blood or anything like that.
dump.
When people suddenly turned their gazes at the sound they heard, they saw Cheongwoon lying on the floor.
Cheongun’s body, lying on the ground, was so badly damaged that it was almost shattered. No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t seem to belong to a living person.
As expected, Cheongun, who looked like a dead corpse, was lying on the floor, not making any movements.
“Wow, Prince Yun!!!”
First, a woman ran out to Cheongun in terror.
“Oh, your Majesty!!!”
“maharaja!!”
The warriors of the knight troop followed her in a rush.
Until then, the Grand Prince of Murim had stood firm without falling, but can the expression ‘firmly’ really be used?
The Grand Prince of Murim had doubts about himself.
The Grand Prince of Murim slowly gathered his internal energy and tried to use his energy.
However, the inside was in shambles and the internal energy did not move properly. Upon closer inspection, I found that the qi and blood vessels of the eight qi meridians and twelve qi meridians were completely twisted and distorted.
This was an internal injury that would have required several months of recuperation. What’s more, the muscles in his arm that held the sword were not responding.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed that both arm muscles were torn.
······In common parlance, it was a mess.
No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t standing ‘firmly’.
That’s why the Grand Prince of Murim couldn’t trust him at all.
The Nine Heavenly Martial Arts Sword (九天武極劍) that was just used in the clash with Cheongun.
It was a time when the martial arts master poured out all the martial arts knowledge and true meaning that he had realized so far in the three steps, the enlightenment that he had recently achieved in the realm he had reached.
Ilboa-saeng (一步我生) – In the first step, he ‘takes control’ of the space and secures a path for the martial arts master to survive.
Ibotaze (二步他制) – ‘Expand’ the space in two steps to block the opponent’s path to survival.
I will live, then kill him.
If you are not healthy yourself, you cannot pursue anything else, so the last three steps are sure to kill.
It was a secret technique of absolute dominance that ‘confirmed’ the opponent’s death.
A literal ‘deadly’ blow.
Even if he were one of the ten best masters in the world, the martial arts master could be proud that he would never be able to handle it. Naturally, Cheongwoon would be no different.
So, the Murim Grand Prince thought that Cheongwoon would surrender in the second step. He thought that the moment Cheongwoon’s path to life was closed, Cheongwoon would admit his defeat.
Of course, I had no intention of going as far as the three steps are sure to kill.
however······.
‘How······?’
Suddenly, a blazing fire demon engulfed Cheongun’s entire body. With it, a giant fire dragon awakens.
That was the part that made it immediately clear why Cheongun was called the Fire Dragon Great Swordsman.
The awakened fire dragon began to burn all things, and thus the path of life of Cheongun, which had been closed by the secret of ‘taking two steps to conquer others’, was opened.
It would be accurate to say that the ‘dominance of space’ enforced by the Murim Grand Prince has been burned to the ground.
Thus, the certain death ending of the three steps that are sure to kill was also denied, and it was only burned away, but the shock was only temporary.
The Grand Prince of Murim was able to recognize that the death was being forced upon him.
Cheongun forced the death of Sambo Pilsal (three steps are sure to kill) on the great general of Murim.
Nevertheless, the reason why the Grand Prince of Murim was able to stand so firmly was because of Ilbo-a-saeng (One step at a time, I live).
By taking control of the space at the first step, the Murim Grand Prince was able to secure a way out of the situation, thus avoiding the forced death.
In other words, the Murim Grand Prince did not confront Cheongun head-on.
On the surface, it may have seemed like Cheongun and Geum (劍) were facing each other, but the Grand Prince of Murim was simply escaping the blazing flames of eons by taking the path of life that he had secured on his first step.
So then, what if······we had a head-on confrontation with Cheongun’s sword and power?
Can we really guarantee that the person who fell over there is the same Cheongun?
······well.
The Grand Prince of Murim could not easily be certain. And from the moment he could not be ‘sure’, the answer was as good as decided.
Cheongun fought while not in perfect condition.
This is because Cheongwoon had a lot of internal energy that was empty.
If Cheongwoon had fought in peak condition, would the result have been like this?
“······.”
As expected, the Grand Prince of Murim couldn’t be sure.
The Murim Grand Prince quietly looked at Cheongwoon, who had collapsed on the floor. Cheongwoon’s condition was, as expected, extremely miserable.
Even though the Grand Prince of Murim was in a terrible state, it was nothing compared to Cheongwoon’s condition.
It seemed like the price for using the absurd power he had previously paid. So, if it was self-destruction, it could be called self-destruction, but fortunately, he did not die.
But that doesn’t mean Cheongun was in good shape······.
“Your Majesty the Lucky One!! Oh my god···! My body is perfect···!”
A slender woman was stamping her feet and rolling around in front of Cheongun, not knowing what to do. Her eyes were tearful and looked as if they would burst at any moment, but what was that look like······.
“Uu …
It was as if I was seeing Princess Hwayul, the wife of the Grand Prince of Murim.
It is the same now, but when Prince Murim first became the son-in-law of the royal family, he used to carry out various royal missions.
At that time, he was not even a master of the ten best swordsmen in the world, so he often got injured. Whenever that happened, Princess Hwayul would cry and not know what to do.
And then he would say things like, “Because of you, I really… can’t live!” or, “The Emperor gave you another mission?!?” and, “Just wait, I’ll go and just ruin everything!” and show such adorable reactions.
And the woman who was now holding onto Cheongun and crying was quite similar to Princess Hwaryul······.
“Huh? Come to think of it, I guess I already lost my life.”
The woman suddenly opened her eyes in surprise, like a rabbit. But that only lasted for a moment.
“···That’s not it! Hey, come to your senses!!!”
Then, a strong venom rose from the woman’s fingertips······.
“Tch, it’s not working···?”
The Grand Prince of Murim quietly watched the woman’s fuss, not really fuss, with a blank look and face.
And right then.
“Are you okay?”
A man approached the Grand Prince of Murim and asked cautiously.
The seventh cousin of the current emperor, Ju Gwan-cheon.
And he was a member of the royal family who was a sixth cousin of the Grand Prince of Murim, Princess Hwayul, and thus also a sixth cousin of the Grand Prince of Murim.
Recently, he was the deputy inspector of the royal palace. He was an official and relative who was well-respected by the Prince of Murim due to his honest and upright conduct and his willingness to offer advice.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect Cheongwoon to act this way either.”
Ju Gwan-cheon bowed his head and apologized to the Grand Prince of Murim. And the Grand Prince of Murim had no intention of blaming Ju Gwan-cheon.
I personally mixed the blue cloud and the sword, and it was definitely beyond the capabilities of the Jinuiwi warriors.
And the fact that he had ordered the killing of the Murim Grand Prince was nothing more than Cheongun running wild. So there was no need to blame Ju Gwan-cheon for anything.
But, just one thing.
“I don’t know when this situation will happen again······.”
I don’t know when that will be, but I felt that there would definitely come a day when I would have to capture Cheongun.
Whether it’s been a month, two months, or tomorrow.
“Just know that I can’t be there at that time.”
The Grand Prince of Murim did not have the ‘confidence’ to capture Cheongwoon again.
* * *
Flash!
Suddenly my eyes opened and something filled my field of vision.
······This was already the eleventh time. I was looking at that unfamiliar ceiling that filled my field of vision.
And of course, that wasn’t the ceiling of Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon’s house, nor the ceiling of the missionary office, and certainly not the ceiling of Hye-min Party.
So I don’t know where this is······.
‘huh?’
I tilted my head without realizing it. It was understandable, because the ceiling that was now filling my field of vision was in a very strange state.
No, it was more luxurious than strange. However, the level of luxury was so extreme that it felt strange.
It was by far the best ceiling I’ve ever seen······.
‘The Imperial Palace······?’
It was a ceiling view that naturally brought such thoughts to mind.