Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 125



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Episode 125 – Jeong and Ma

The rapidly changing mood of the military leadership.

The black current that covered Jang Gwan-jin’s entire body seemed to have gathered all the ominous elements of the world.

The murderous aura that occasionally pricked my skin had now become a definite murderous intent, and it began to threaten me again as death.

A feeling that is now all too familiar.

I could tell without even asking.

“How did it end up like that?”

And I couldn’t help but ask.

“How did you learn such a special power?”

Why did Janggyo Jin learn magic?

Earlier, it was revealed that Yang Jong-cheon, a shaman’s later index, had also learned magic.

Likewise, it was enough to raise the questions of how and why.

But it wasn’t as bad as the officer ranks.

The later index is, after all, a later index.

Even if he is the genius of the century, he cannot surpass the talent of time, so he is still young and an imperfect being with much to learn.

I could have been easily swayed by temptations, wandered and lost.

Because I was like that too.

Because I, too, was an imperfect being as a later index, and I still am an imperfect being.

I too have been shaken and tempted countless times and will continue to do so in the future.

And every time that happens, my seniors have corrected me when I was wavering, and they will correct me again.

It has been said that knowledge that can only be learned through experience is not knowledge, but experience.

I was learning valuable years of experience from my seniors.

And the officers were like senior gods.

Just as I have senior gods, Yang Jong-cheon has his military officers.

Whenever Yang Jong-cheon wanders and wavers, the one who corrects him is Jang Gyo-jin.

The number one shaman.

As he said, the person who represents and speaks for today’s shamans is Jang Gyo-jin.

However, there was evidence that the officer had learned magic.

It had gone beyond the level of circumstantial to the level of ‘success’.

The Taoists looked puzzled at my sudden words.

“What is that···?”

“A special power···?”

The Taoists did not seem to understand what I meant. They had no idea what I meant by the ‘peculiar power’.

But only one person.

“A special power······.”

It wasn’t just the officers.

The officer in charge understood everything I said. He also knew what ‘special power’ meant.

So, the reaction that the officers should show was set.

‘Surprise’ at how I knew that he had mastered magic.

Or the ‘denial’ that one has never learned anything like magic.

However, the reaction shown by the officers was neither ‘surprise’ nor ‘denial’.

“I don’t know what you mean by the secret power you speak of.”

The officer’s aged eyes moved slowly.

Yangjongcheon Stream covered with stones.

Masters of the 10 Shamanic rites lying on the stone floor.

Although his life was not in danger, it was clear that he needed nursing care.

Finally, the shaman’s temple was left almost in ruins in the aftermath of the fight.

Jang Gwan-jin took in each and every scene of the shattered shaman. Then his gaze stopped on me again.

“My power to protect the shamans against the invaders is special, but your power to strike down the Taoists and commit unprovoked acts at the shamans’ home is not special?”

“······.”

“It seems to me that you are the one who is being cunning.”

I closed my eyes for a moment at Jang Gwang-jin’s words.

“······Let me change the question.”

I calmly organized my jumbled thoughts.

“How did you learn magic?”

It happened as soon as my voice was completed.

“What, what did you say?”

“Magic···?”

“What is that?!”

All the Taoists around shouted in surprise. Their eyes, wide open, were filled with shocks of different meanings.

Originally, the term ‘magic’ referred to martial arts that dealt with the power of demons.

Because of this tendency, today the leader of the Sapa and the martial arts of the extremely evil Demonic Cult are called Demonic Cults.

In any case, it is definitely not something that the head of the Gupailbang and the shaman’s officer, Jin-in, can learn.

It was only natural that the Taoists had difficulty believing my words.

Unlike me, they were not clearly aware of the existence of magic.

Furthermore, they are master shamans.

I had a firm belief in the officers.

So, the emotion of ‘distrust’ in the eyes of the Taoists was not directed at Janggyo Jinin.

“What nonsense!”

“Stop insulting shamans!”

“No matter how great the Hwa-ryong Daehyeop is, we will not stay still any longer!”

A sharp, needle-like hostility pierces my skin.

Some of the Taoists showed their displeasure by pulling out their weapons.

But the actual officers were calm.

Did you know everything from the beginning?

Or maybe there was no intention of hiding it in the first place.

Maybe it’s both.

“What’s wrong with learning magic?”

The officer in charge did not make any excuses or denials.

Despite my straightforward statement that he was a demon, Janggyo Jin-in simply responded with a calm ‘acknowledgment’.

“Jinin···? What did you just say···?”

“Are you saying that the true master has truly mastered the art of magic···?”

The Taoists opened their mouths in surprise.

The distrustful expressions and faces that had been directed at me all turned towards Janggyo Jinin.

It was a bit different from the distrust directed at me.

Disbelief that Jang Gun-jin could never do that.

It was ‘faith’ in another sense.

“Magic is just one way to manipulate power.”

However, Jang Gwang-jin was thoroughly destroying the Taoists’ faith.

“And power is just power.”

“······.”

“Power does not have values ​​such as cunning and justice. It is only cunning power if the one who uses it is unjust, and just power if the one who uses it is just.”

The eyes of the officers looking straight at me flashed with light for a moment.

A concept suddenly popped into my head.

······It’s a case of running into a demon.

The term ‘Joohwaipma’ basically refers to the phenomenon in which one’s internal energy cannot withstand a powerful energy such as an elixir and flows backwards.

So, it was a phenomenon that could happen to any martial artist who dealt with internal energy, but the shamanist sect was somewhat of an exception.

The risk of shamans falling into possession by magic was significantly lower.

The reason was that the shaman’s method was specialized in ‘stability.’

It was created directly by senior Jang Sam-bong based on the principles of Taegeuk (太極), so things like internal energy flowing backwards rarely happen.

Excluding the Yeongbo Pil method, which is the ultimate method I am currently learning, it could be said to be the best in the world in terms of stability.

However, it had the disadvantage of being difficult to learn and slow to achieve.

In any case, the shaman’s method had almost no chance of falling into possession by magic.

Moreover, Janggyo Jinin is the number one shaman.

A being who best understands and is enlightened by the shaman’s secret method.

It could be said that the possibility of a military officer falling into the possession of a coin was almost zero.

‘But why······?’

As if answering my question, Janggyo Jinin’s two eyes moved slowly.

His eyes passed by countless Taoists, one by one, in amazement and shock.

Reading each of the emotions that were coming to mind for them, Janggyo Jinin said.

“People criticize the evil deeds of the strong, but deep down they admire the power of the strong.”

Thus, I was able to realize the true nature of the possession by magic that Janggyo Jinin was experiencing.

It was different from the usual coin offering.

It did not simply mean that the internal energy was flowing backwards.

The demon who had been questioned by Akjihak, the leader of the Demonic Cult.

So it was the same type of ‘mind demon’ that I experienced.

“However, no matter how upright the righteousness and justice are, if their power is weak, they will not be looked at.”

A person who steals a penny is called a thief and is killed, but a person who embezzles the budget of a province is honored.

Those who rape women are subject to the heinous crime of atrocities and are subject to death, but the rape of high-ranking officials is praised as sowing seeds.

Stealing food and goods is called unbenevolence. However, stealing a country is called righteousness.

“A world where the justice and righteousness that should stand on this earth are ignored, and the powerful have power.”

Even if you are a bad person, your body is always comfortable.

The wealth of the wicked always increases.

Good people go to prison.

Evil people in the world.

Why should I have a clear mind and act cleanly?

“This is the law of the martial arts world and the world of today.”

Akjihak wanted to turn the world upside down and change it.

So, we wanted to make sure that no more people would die unjustly.

And now.

A shaman who can be called the Bukdu of the Jeongpa martial arts world.

The number one shaman among them is Janggyo Jin.

He was talking.

“If power, not righteousness and justice, determines all laws in the world, shouldn’t our shamans, who possess upright righteousness and correct righteousness, be the ones with the strongest power in the world?”

To establish the will of shamanism widely in this land based on absolute power.

And thus, to set this twisted world straight.

“Did this answer your question?”

That was the officer’s horse’s horse.

At the same time, it was Jang Gwan-jin’s answer to the question of why he learned magic.

Only then could I realize everything.

The officers were different.

Janggyo Jinin was not swallowed by a demon.

Janggyo Jinin was not suffering from the devil’s obsession.

It just seemed like I was swallowed by a demon.

It just seemed like he was in a state of running away from the devil.

In reality, he was a warrior who pursued justice more than anyone else.

Even though he had mastered magic, he was still the Taesanbukdoo of the Jeongpa martial arts world, a shaman, even at this moment.

A true ‘Jeong’ warrior who laments the rotten world and is angry at those who turn a blind eye to the suffering people.

But didn’t they say that extremes resemble each other?

The devil of evil.

The correct answer to the question of Janggyo Jinin.

Although what they pursued was clearly in conflict with each other, their goal was the same.

The places they wanted to reach were not different.

Was that why?

Suddenly, the sword of the officer flying towards me, aiming for my neck.

I wonder if this is the devil’s sword.

Kwaaaaang!

Otherwise, I couldn’t tell if it was the right sword.

* * *

Swords collided with swords, and shards of energy bounced off, tearing everything apart.

It was still unknown whether Janggyo Jinin’s sword was demonic or virtuous.

But one thing was certain.

Janggyo Jinin is using the full power of the magic.

And the martial arts of the officers who had drawn out the magic power were clearly different from before.

At this point, it could be said that one had ‘succeeded’ in magic, but the representative characteristic of magic was that it was achieved incredibly quickly.

It was possible to train attributes that would quickly become stronger.

According to Jongli Kwon, it takes about half a year for an ordinary talent to reach the highest level.

Even ordinary talent is like that.

Then, what about the person who is one of the five best masters in the world and possesses talents that cannot be fully expressed even by the word genius?

There, Janggyo Jinin was also equipped with the greatest talent called Seol-yeol.

He is the unmanned unit that has risen to the top of the world.

That unmanned person has mastered magic.

So, the pitch-black current that is now billowing before my eyes.

······I can’t see the level of the officer at all.

The gap was so large that it felt like a ‘mistake’ due to the counterattack was felt in that short moment.

Kwakak! The sword of the officer who was pressing down became even more fierce. The dragon’s fang that he was holding shook. As if not missing that gap, a pitch-black slash covered my entire field of vision.

Kwakwakwakwa─!

The slash tore apart the space around me, making it seem as if the entire space had become my enemy and was coming down on me.

There is no avoiding it.

then······.

Hurrruk!

As I pushed in, a blazing fire energy surged through my entire body. The rising fire energy passed through my palm and heated the silver sword of the Dragon Fang red.

Taeeulseon martial arts sword.

My second invitation.

A sword of the heavenly weight.

Kwajijijik!!

An eerie sound as if space were collapsing. My body flew through the air. I quickly regained my balance and turned my body halfway in the air.

Only after I finally landed on the ground was I able to catch my breath.

······I almost died.

Even the Heavenly Heavy Sword, which contains the secret of heavy magic, could not completely block it.

Through the teachings of the present and the senior immortals, I was able to somewhat overcome the limitations of the six basic secrets contained in the sword.

But it was literally only ‘to some extent’.

I didn’t have enough merit to realize all of that.

Above all, I could not receive teachings from Yeo Dong-bin and Gu Cheon-hyeon-nyeo.

The level of Seonghyeon Seonjin is something that I cannot embody with my current level.

If only I had a little more time······.

I felt regretful, but now it meant nothing.

In any case, at the current level, it was quite difficult to receive the sword of the officer corps.

Fortunately, we were able to somehow stop it, but can we really say that we stopped it?

Let’s look inside calmly and see that twisted blood vessels are tangled here and there.

The internal energy in my entire body is seething, and the hand holding the dragon’s tail just can’t seem to calm down.

······This is not blocked.

It would be correct to say that I got hit with a dragon.

The calamitous attack of Janggyo Jinin, which could distort space itself with just one blow, was equally powerful.

What if I get hit directly?

I can’t even imagine what will happen.

But it’s not to the point where you can’t respond.

Above all, even though he was a military officer, he could not use that power recklessly.

Magic is quick to achieve and its power is stronger than other martial arts. However, it also puts a considerable strain on the body.

That is to say, it is not a power that comes without any cost.

‘We have to buy time.’

If I hold on, the odds are in my favor.

But, one thing.

He knew that he was a military officer.

The officer kicked the ground.

A group of officers rush in, leading a black current of air across their bodies. The entire scenery becomes distorted.

It was only for a very brief moment in that appearance.

I could feel some great and ominous force.

A chill runs down my spine and cold sweat drips down.

An alarm bell rings in your head, and your instincts give you a strong warning.

‘······Can’t win.’

The idea that I can subdue and teach the officers is ‘arrogance’.

So the only thing I can do now is decide whether to live or die.

From now on, it’s not a question of winning or losing.

You have to ‘survive’ the officers’ camp with all your might.

In the first place, it wasn’t the officer corps that was swallowed up by the devil.

It just seemed like he was swallowed up by the devil, and the truth was that he was the one who pursued justice more than anyone else.

The officers were not the object of ‘teaching’ from the beginning.

Anything that is out of alignment can be undone immediately, but the officers’ ranks were never out of alignment to begin with.

I have to fight with all my might.

If possible, they are targets of ‘killing’ that must be eliminated by killing.

But······is this really true?

If you think about it carefully, what Janggyo Jinin said was not wrong at all.

High-ranking officials who are busy filling their own pockets regardless of whether millions of people in Guizhou Province die or not.

Bureaucrats gain power by blaming the powerless.

And they cover up the sins of the powerful and gain wealth.

Not only is Akjihak wrong, but what Jang Gyo-jin said just now is also wrong.

The world is still full of absurdity.

I wonder if it is right to uproot such an absurdity that has rotted from the root.

Even if it is absolute power accompanied by blood and slaughter.

Right and wrong.

From the beginning, these two may have been indistinguishable.

Didn’t they say that if you win, you are a king, and if you lose, you are a traitor?

Just as the distance between a king and a traitor is not far, the distance between righteousness and evil is also not far.

So, my father’s chivalry did not hesitate to get blood on his hands.

Although I denied my father’s chivalry.

I had promised myself that the kind of chivalry I wanted to follow would be different from that of my father.

But now that I look back······.

Maybe that choice, my chivalry, was wrong.

The devil of evil studies and the righteousness of Janggyojin.

Perhaps that is the way and righteousness that the world pursues today.

That’s why I couldn’t make a decision easily.

But even so, I quickly pulled myself together.

It is admitted that absolute power can cut through the corruption of the world.

But can the world reached in that way really be a paradise?

Just as there is no paradise where one runs away, the final destination reached through blood and slaughter can never be paradise.

So just as I denied the devil of evil learning, and thus also denied my father’s chivalry, the righteousness of Janggyo Jinin will be no different.

So don’t hesitate.

You must not hesitate.

Whoosh whoosh!

As I recite the formula of the Youngbo Pilbeop, the internal energy in my danjeon burns fiercely.

When I retrace my steps in the Cheon-dun Sword Technique, Yong-a’s silver sword body is covered in the flames of eons.

Fire energy and magic energy.

The two powerful energies entangled and clashed with each other, and a wall of force burst out as if tearing apart. The space in the center where the wall of force burst out was distorted haphazardly.

And from some point on.

Knock knock.

The distorted space stopped.

With that, everything contained within the space stopped. Even sound was caught in the air and could not be heard.

As if time had stopped, he once again squeezed out the energy of his danjeon. He split the realm of time and split it again.

Soon everything in the world stopped and no one around me moved.

Space and time seem to have stopped.

But this is a high-speed world heading towards ‘the moment’.

My optic nerves burned with the passing visual information, and my head felt hot from the influx of cognitive information.

All the information I felt with my five senses rushed in in a short moment and destroyed everything about me.

But I persevered. I held on.

The peach from heaven that my older sister Gucheonhyeonnyeo gave me as a gift.

The internal energy of ‘Baek Gap Ja’ is amplified by taking it.

The internal energy of a whopping 6,000 years that filled my danjeon allowed me to withstand the counterforce that was coming at me.

Hwaruk, hwarurururuk!!

The rising fire energy became more condensed and burned.

The eyes of the Flame Dragon, curled up inside the condensed flames, burn fiercely.

Right then.

The officer’s eyebrows suddenly twitched. The officer’s eyes, which had been still, moved left and right for an instant.

It was as if it was ‘thinking’ and ‘perceiving’ to respond to my attack.

But that’s impossible.

This was a realm of time, of the moment, where movement and even any cognitive process was not permitted.

Even so, the fact that officers are behaving like that······.

‘Followed the realm of the moment?’

This also means that officers have entered the same realm of the moment as I have.

This also means that the officers are splitting time and being in the same time zone as me.

The level and skill of the officers who have mastered the art of magic far exceeds my expectations.

But that doesn’t matter.

That’s it.

Even if you step into the realm of the moment, this is not the type of martial arts that can be responded to.

Straighten your dragon’s head. Aim the tip of your sword at the officer.

At that moment.

The blazing fire eyes of the flame dragon flashed.

And so, the roar of the giant flame dragon piercing through space in a straight line.

It split the realm of the moment and penetrated the body of the officer.

Heavenly Sword Technique.

My second invitation.

Heavenly Killing Dragon Chung (天滅炎龍衝).

* * *

A landscape filled with silent awe.

The only sounds that could be heard were the yawns, gaping mouths, groans, and wide-open eyes of the Taoists.

Of course······I knew.

I had heard that Cheongun’s power was tremendous because he had ears that were hanging.

The Fire Dragon Great Swordsman who defeated the leader of the Demonic Cult.

The Great King of the Yangtze River who seized control of the Yangtze River.

And the knight who defeated the elder of the Demonic Cult in Guizhou Province and saved millions of people.

I could tell from seeing it firsthand that Cheongwoon was at least on par with the ten best masters in the world, and perhaps had even surpassed them.

however······.

“Oh, oh my···!”

“I, I, I···!!”

I didn’t know it would be this much. That’s why I can’t believe it.

I couldn’t believe it at all.

The roar of a giant flame dragon that exploded in one breath like a thunderbolt piercing through the sky.

It was a scene that clearly unfolded before my eyes, even though no cognitive process was allowed.

But my head, my thoughts, my understanding, my thoughts were refusing to believe the reality before my eyes.

“Khak···!”

How can that be called human inaction?

The sound of excruciating pain as he vomited blood belonged to none other than Janggyo Jinin.

When I turned my head to look there, I saw a disheveled officer with his back bent and spitting out blood.

The officer’s right shoulder was completely pierced, as if a hole had been created. As a result, nothing could be seen below the right shoulder.

Has his right arm been cut off?

However, I couldn’t see anything that looked like a right arm.

There was only a ‘pile of ashes’ on the floor.

“The, the true one···!”

“······!!”

The astonishment of the Taoists grew more and more intense.

As shamans, we knew what Jang Gwang-jin’s martial arts were like.

One of the five best masters in the world.

What more elaborate explanation is needed here?

Moreover, by using the power of magic, his level and realm jumped several levels higher.

So, I dare say that the officer in charge just now was infinitely close to the legend of being the best in the world.

It meant that in this vast world, there was no one who could stand against Zhang Yanjin.

But now······.

“Khahak!”

Janggyo Jinin did not die, but he just did not die.

In reality, the match was virtually decided.

“Wow, that’s ridiculous…”

“How on earth did this happen······.”

Now, a silent emotion that surpassed even shock was engraved on the faces of the Taoists. Soon, as if they had made a promise, the Taoists’ eyes turned to one place.

There, Cheongun was standing.

Cheongun was panting and breathing heavily. He must have been quite exhausted, as cold sweat was running down his face.

As expected, the distorted expression on his face looked quite difficult.

But that was it. Cheongun didn’t vomit blood. Cheongun’s right shoulder was fine. His right arm was also intact.

What this means is one thing.

“Wow, that’s ridiculous…”

It was the defeat of the officers.

“······.”

“······.”

Only shock and astonishment, which could not even be expressed in words, filled this space.

“So in the end······ it turned out like this.”

The empty voice of the officer was heard.

A nod that has no strength at all.

It was at that very moment that Janggyo Jinin’s empty eyes turned towards Cheongun.

“Everyone run!!!”

Suddenly, Cheongun’s urgent cry was heard.

Cheongwoon’s expression also looked extremely anxious for some reason.

It was only for a moment that the shocked Taoists’ minds flashed.

“It’s already······too late.”

Kwaaaa …

A terrifying torrent of power poured out from Jang Gwan-jin’s entire body.