Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 133



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Episode 133 – The Threat Revealed

The words of the cult leader announcing the death of Cheon-oe-seong.

The eyes of the Great Guardian Sword, which had been shaking violently, began to burn even more fiercely and shake.

Extraterrestrial.

He was a warrior who was infinitely close to the illusion of being the best in the world, and he was the greatest threat to the conquest of the Central Plains.

It was a great law that subjugated Cheonchukguk, but it was not possible to guarantee a victory over Cheonwaeseong.

No, it wasn’t that I couldn’t guarantee it.

To be honest, I’m not confident I can win.

That’s why I was paying the most attention to it. So I knew that Cheon-oe-seong’s whereabouts were currently unknown.

But that didn’t mean that Cheon-oe-seong was dead.

Extraordinaryness and death.

Those two were the kind of thing that rarely goes together.

Even if he died, Cheon-Oe-Seong should not have been said to be dead.

It’s just that it can no longer exist in this world.

That’s why I couldn’t help but have questions about the Great Guardian Law.

“Is that really true-.”

And that was when I got to this point.

Suddenly the atmosphere turned cold.

Only then did the Great Guardian realize his mistake and hastily lower his head.

Fortunately, no additional momentum was felt.

······But I can’t move my body.

Cold sweat continuously flowed down my body as if the pressure was weighing me down.

Even though he was the second-in-command of the Demonic Cult, he was unable to move due to the presence of the leader being released.

Although he was in a state of exhaustion from subjugating the Heavenly Kingdom, all he could do was exhale and breathe out.

The same was true of the body of the scepter containing the leader.

Unable to withstand the pressure, blood started pouring out from the holes in his face.

In the end, Sibi’s body was on the verge of exploding, but fortunately, the momentum soon died down as if it was not a problem if it was destroyed.

【Something quite interesting happened at the shaman this time.】

And the words of the cult leader were heard.

The blue light in the Great Guardian’s eyes flared up in surprise.

‘When did the cult leader become a shaman…?’

It was Daehobeop himself who gave orders to the shaman.

All the imperial traitors were eliminated, and the channels for understanding the situation in Central Plains were blocked.

Someone woke the young emperor up and there was no more room for kites in the palace.

So, in order to understand the situation in the Central Plains, he searched for a way to get information, and chose a shaman to begin his work.

But, because the work with Cheonchukguk coincided with it, the plan was put on hold for a while······.

‘Could it be that the cult leader personally contacted the shaman···?’

I had that thought for a moment, but quickly shook my head.

It is true that the leader took action himself, but it is unlikely that he went to the shaman himself.

To be exact, I couldn’t go.

The leader had restrictions on his movements.

Even now, he is not free to act to the point of borrowing the body of a sib.

If the leader’s actions had been free in the first place, there would have been no reason for it to be like this.

He had already raised an army and invaded the Central Plains, and the Central Plains would have already been subjugated to the Bokyo.

‘Did you use a puppet?’

Puppet.

A puppet is also called a ‘puppet’, and refers to a doll made by carving a ‘person’ instead of carving it out of wood.

A doll that has been tortured from an early age to remove the feeling of pain and brainwash it to remove its intelligence and reason, so that it only obeys orders.

It can be seen as similar to a zombie, but a zombie uses dead bodies.

In other words, the strength of a zombie is determined by the level of martial arts the corpse had while alive.

On the other hand, the puppet could ‘grow’ by carving out a ‘living person’.

A body that cannot feel pain.

A head without intelligence.

What if we add the illegal achievement called magic to this?

A perfect killing machine that is stronger than a zombie, but safer than manipulating people through loneliness, is born.

Additionally, if you learn the puppetry technique, you can implant the will of the sorcerer into the puppet and use it as a ‘clone’.

It is literally a ‘puppet’.

Therefore, the sect that now contains the leader was also a puppet of the puppet.

But it wasn’t as easy to make as it sounds.

Countless people die from torture.

Most of those who could not endure the brainwashing went crazy.

If you put 1,000 children under the age of 3 into the manufacturing process, you might only get one puppet.

That’s why puppets were an extremely valuable resource.

The puppet that is currently holding the leader is also a puppet, but the puppet sent to the shaman was a puppet that was made especially with great care.

However, since the leader used it himself, it can be seen that it cannot be recovered.

Just having to directly embody the leader’s status puts a huge burden on the puppet.

However, the Great Law did not show any particular signs.

That’s what the puppet was made for.

To the Great Law, a puppet is not a living, breathing person.

It’s just a tool.

So, once it has served its purpose, just throw it away.

However, the recent Great Guardian Law has not paid enough attention to subjugating Cheonchukguk.

The resistance from Cheonchukguk was stronger than I thought, so I couldn’t pay attention to the Central Plains, but it seems that the leader took action himself while I was away.

To be precise, it meant that restrictions on actions were being lifted little by little.

【There I met a man named Cheongun.】

And it seems that he personally confirmed Cheongun there.

【He wasn’t a genius.】

The Great Law did not raise any questions about this.

Because if the leader said so, then so be it.

But, one thing.

【That guy was using Yeo Dong-bin’s sword.】

“······!!”

The Great Guardian Law could not help but question this.

The blue light in the Great Guardian’s eyes fluttered around, unable to hide his confusion.

Sword Immortal, Yeo Dongbin.

The surprise and amazement that the name brought was causing confusion in the Great Guardian.

Furthermore, the fact that a man named Cheongun was using Yeo Dongbin’s sword was unbelievable, which caused even greater confusion.

That······is impossible.

A sword that cut down a giant evil that threatened the world thousands of years ago.

Daehobeop couldn’t believe it even more because he knew the true identity of the ‘giant evil’ that Yeo Dongbin had cut down.

It is a divine skill that cannot be defined within the framework of martial arts.

That is why it is a divine tragedy that had to end in this world.

But how is that······?

【Don’t worry too much about it. It was just an ‘imitation’ at best. Even if it was a great success, would it be meaningful?】

But even reaching that ‘level of imitation’ was a huge threat.

Of course, even if it goes beyond imitation and becomes a perfect success, as the cult leader says, it wouldn’t mean much if the cult leader himself could come forward…

【But I don’t think there will be any benefit to giving it time.】

The gaze of the cult leader residing over there was turned towards the Great Guardian Law.

Daehobeop immediately opened his mouth as soon as he realized the meaning contained therein.

“The Southern Wild Beast Palace and the Potala Palace are subordinate to our sect. We put the North Sea Ice Palace on hold because there was no answer, but seeing that there is no answer to this extent, we can conclude that they are trying to resist our sect’s will.”

【What about other new martial arts world?】

“The Great Sun Palace is currently being subjugated by the Left and Right Laws, so the results will come out soon. And I have personally subjugated the Heavenly Kingdom······.”

【Did you find it?】

Daehobeop nodded his head slightly.

“······Unfortunately, there was none in Cheonchukguk.”

【Is it not yet the time? Maybe the Buddha had planned a trick before he entered Nirvana.】

The birthplace of Buddhist martial arts, the country of Cheonchuk (天竺國).

A small smile appeared on the lips of the monk holding the cult leader.

【It doesn’t matter. Either way, it’ll happen sooner or later.】

At the leader’s words, the Great Guardian Dharma retreated as if obeying an order.

But as time passed, the cult leader’s presence did not disappear.

Is there anything left to say?

Daehobeop lowered his gaze and waited for the leader to continue speaking.

【This time, I adopted a pretty useful child from the shaman.】

The blue light of the Great Guardian Sword flared violently once again.

It was quite surprising that the leader personally collected it and that he gave it the evaluation that it was ‘quite useful.’

As far as the Great Guardian Law knows, there were very few people that the leader evaluated as being ‘quite useful’.

Even the past leader of the cult, Akjihak, who was born with the body of an extreme demon, was evaluated as being ‘not very good’.

Even the second-in-command of the Demonic Cult, Daehobeop, said, “Not bad.”

So, it would be correct to say that it is rare, if not non-existent.

According to the Great Guardian Law, the most praised person by the leader was ‘excellent’, and only one person received such an evaluation.

There is only a star in the sky.

But if what the cult leader said is true, he no longer exists.

【You should teach him yourself, as he could be quite useful. If necessary, you can teach him everything about our school.】

“······I will follow your orders.”

【Rest now. Prepare yourself again for what lies ahead.】

“May the demons live forever, and may all demons be subdued.”

The Great Guardian lowered his head along with his gaze.

And when I raised my head again.

Boohoo─!

The body of the scorpion exploded, sending spurts of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Unlike the zombies, the puppets were living, breathing people, and the blood and flesh on the Great Guardian’s face and body were filled with warmth.

however.

“I look forward to the day of your return.”

Hurrruk!

The Great Guardian Law simply raised his internal energy and burned away the blood and flesh on his body.

* * *

My head was in utter confusion.

first.

Currently, only one person knows that I am communicating with the gods.

The hawk immortal.

However, Eungseon was just a ‘hawk’.

Therefore, if we limit it to people, it would be correct to say that there is no one.

‘And yet you found the whereabouts of the strange being in me.’

After thinking about it this way and that, I could only conclude that he knew that I was communicating with the gods.

Of course, this is assuming that Cheonwiseong has made a fable.

That’s why I wasn’t confident in this assumption.

The state of shedding one’s physical body and becoming an immortal, Uhwadengseon (羽化登仙).

It wasn’t easy to make a fable.

It’s not something that can be easily done, it’s something that’s impossible.

Becoming a god meant leaping to a transcendental state, and I, too, am practicing with the goal of becoming a Uhwadengseon, so it still seems far away.

Now, I can say that I can at least see the tips of my toes.

That is why, since the history of Murim (武林) was written, the number of warriors who ascended the throne was counted on one hand.

No wonder my seniors made such a fuss when I first entered the Taoist temple.

In any case, the allegory of the line is in the realm of the impossible.

Therefore, even if Cheon-oe-seong is a morning star beyond the heavens, the Uhwa-deung-seon is a separate realm.

But what if it really was an extraordinary feat?

If that was the case, then there was no point in looking for the extraordinary in the secular world.

‘I think I should find out about Cheonwiseong in the celestial world.’

The difficulty of the Uhwadengseon was close to impossible, so it was not something that could be taken lightly even in the celestial world.

If there had been anyone who had ascended to the Uhwadengseon in the past few years, the beings of the celestial world would surely have known about it.

However, the thing is that people in this world can never know about the affairs of the heavenly world······.

‘I should ask my seniors.’

I was the only exception.

‘I don’t know if the boy has come to his senses.’

I couldn’t put him in my arms because he was shaking so much and fainting.

Since no one else can use it anyway, I have stored it in the Jasogung Palace.

‘I should go and check.’

It was at that moment that I tried to slowly get up.

“Ugh, ugh···!”

For some reason, the elder was sneaking glances at me and coughing in vain.

It seemed like he had something to say to me, so I asked him first.

“Do you have anything you would like to say to me?”

“That······.”

“It’s okay. Feel free to speak.”

“It’s nothing else···.”

The elder paused for a moment, then quickly opened his mouth.

“I wonder what happened to Jongcheon······.”

The shaman’s later index, Yang Jong-cheon.

I was, after all, a ‘temporary’ long-suffering writer.

No matter what, it was right that the next shaman to lead the group should be Yang Jong-cheon.

At the time of the Cheonwiseong, the late Jisoo was killed, so the elder at the time, Jeon Dae Jang-Gyo Jin-in, inherited the position, but it is not the same now.

Yang Jong-cheon is alive and well.

However, since Yang Jong-cheon is nowhere to be seen, as someone with the position of elder, I can’t help but be worried.

“Prince Yang Jong-cheon······.”

So I was wondering how to answer this.

To be honest, I knew where Yang Jong-cheon was.

I was able to hear about Yang Jong-cheon’s whereabouts from the woman.

-He is with us now.

Of course, it was an ambiguous statement that didn’t clearly state anything.

It was also not clear what exactly the word “we” meant.

But if my guess is correct······.

“I’ll be back soon. So don’t worry too much and take care of yourself.”

Yang Jong-cheon will no longer be a shaman.

* * *

After reassuring the elder, I quickly walked out of the room.

In fact, I could have talked about Yang Jong-cheon’s whereabouts.

The reason I didn’t say anything was because it was a ‘guess’ based on a situation where nothing was certain.

There was evidence that Yang Jong-cheon and Jang Gyo-jin learned magical skills.

However, learning magic skills does not necessarily mean that one is a member of the Demonic Cult.

Yang Jong-cheon said that an unidentified woman was with them, but he did not clearly reveal her identity or where she belonged.

Also, it was unknown who was the being that had been using the woman’s body to search for Cheonwiseong’s whereabouts.

They were just ‘guesses’ with nothing certain.

However, if all of those speculations are true…

An unidentified entity that borrowed a woman’s body to search for Cheonwiseong’s whereabouts.

The presence was even more overwhelming than when the Nine Heavenly Women appeared in person.

If the being is who I guess and think it is······.

“I have to get stronger.”

It was destined that we would collide someday.

I don’t know when that will be.

But it was clear that it was out of the question at the current level.

The true state of the Cheon-dun sword technique that was reached while defeating Janggyo Jin-in.

To be honest, I was somewhat proud that I would have no more rivals.

With that, I thought I had reached heaven, but there was something else outside the sky.

“Phew···.”

I took a deep breath and steeled myself.

So let’s come out.

The first thing that came into view were the shattered shaman’s halls.

Along with the burning scenery of Mt. Wudangsan, it was no different from complete ruins.

Nowhere to be seen was the shaman who had been called the Bukdu of the martial arts world for hundreds of years.

‘I don’t feel like leaving it like this.’

It seemed like it would have to be repaired sooner or later.

It would be a considerable expense, as it would require uprooting the entire shaman household, but it was easily manageable, considering the shaman’s assets.

‘Well, if you do something, I can help you out.’

Come to think of it, the rewards I received from the emperor for what happened in Guizhou were overflowing.

Of course, most of the awards could be passed on to Dang So-hyang, but that doesn’t mean I received no awards at all.

A portion of the total reward.

But the reward was so bizarre that even the amount of work was enormous.

‘Because of that, Gongdeok was greatly criticized.’

So, if you think about it, you can turn your rewards into merit and use them to your advantage, there is nothing you can’t help with.

‘The problem is that Mt. Mudang has burned down······.’

The vegetation of Mt. Mudang has been reduced to a pile of pitch-black ash.

It was just a shame that no matter how much money was poured into this, nothing could be done about it.

I took a quick look at the ruined shaman’s hall and then turned my steps back to Jasogung.

The palace was in relatively good condition.

Since it was the most important temple where the Heavenly King was worshipped, I had no choice but to do so, so I strode into the room where the scrolls were stored.

“······hmm?”

But you didn’t see the folding screen?

Since the folding chair was only for my use, no one could steal it.

So, since there were no feet attached to the table, it couldn’t have disappeared.

“Where did he go in the meantime?”

I looked around for the missing tripod, knowing that even if it wasn’t a foot, something similar was attached to it.

And, as expected,

I could quickly find the stool shoved in a corner, shaking and shaking.

Did he regain consciousness after fainting?

Or am I fainting in real time right now?

I don’t know what it was, but the squirrel noticed me and flinched! Its body shuddered.

And then he jumped up from his seat and started begging me with a rope.

It was as if he was saying that he was truly wrong, that he would never do it again, and that he was asking for forgiveness just once… no, it was a gesture.

“······Why is it like that?”

I really wondered why it happened this time.

Anyway, it seems like he came to his senses. It didn’t look like he would faint again.

It seemed that Taesang No-gun had fixed it when I suddenly lost contact.

Now, it was just a case of pretending, but actually, this wasn’t the first or second time something like this had happened.

I picked up the trembling, shaking folding chair.

And just as it was certain that the Great Emperor had corrected it, I was also able to confirm the error in the conversion merit······.

[Conversion of Merit] – 102,340 years, 10 months, and 4 days.

“huh?”

······Did I see something wrong?

I rubbed my eyes and straightened my vision.

However, the numbers written on the scroll did not change.

This means that.

“The merit has been passed down for over 100,000 years···?”

The scroll in his hand was holding me and begging me, saying he couldn’t bear it any longer.

……. (continued)