Sword God Reborn

Chapter 114 : In the Sword King Valley.

Looking back at the history of the martial world, there were countless masters like flowing water.

Among them, the name of the Sword King was clearly left in the history of the martial world.

Considering that it was a peaceful period in the martial world without any special events like the Righteous-Demonic War at the time, it was an unusual thing.

But the reason his name was clear in the martial world was obvious.

Because two of the greatest masters, who could have easily conquered the world in any other era, appeared at the same time.

The Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin, known as one of the Eight Immortals, and the Sword King were figures of the same era.

It was surprising enough that such figures were born in one era, but the two were born at the same time and competed for the title of the world's best as rivals.

Thus, that period was called the era of One Immortal, One King.

The efforts of their successors to follow in their footsteps continued for hundreds of years.

"The Sword King Valley!"

"Is this really the Sword King Valley?"

"Doesn't the appearance of the canyon match the one in the Sword Valley Painting by the greatest painter of the time, Cheonpil, which depicts the duel between the Sword King and the Sword Immortal?"

"...!"

The warriors chattered with excited faces.

The Sword King Valley, where the Sword King was said to have stayed in his later years.

Although some famous masters of the martial world had claimed to have found the Sword King Valley several times, its actual location was never accurately disclosed.

The logic was that the Sword King Valley, where the traces of the Sword King remained, should not be ruined by the visit of common people.

"Heo..."

"Well, the person who first spread the rumor of discovering the Sword King Valley was from Wudang."

"It was in Hubei."

The warriors were filled with excitement.

But Cheon Mubaeck was somewhat lost in thought.

'I'm here again.'

The life Cheon Mubaeck lived as the Sword King.

At the end of that life, he had spent his later years here.

'Why was I in such a hurry back then?'

A laugh suddenly escaped him. After hearing the news that Lu Dongbin had ascended to immortality first, he had been stuck here for a long time, lost in meditation.

Anyway, Cheon Mubaeck had no choice but to come to the Sword King Valley.

In fact, although its exact location was not disclosed to the people of the martial world, it was a place known to those who knew.

It was a suitable place to hide from pursuit.

From the moment he entered this forest, Cheon Mubaeck had been thinking of this place.

The fact that the Zhuge Clan couldn't find him despite putting all their efforts into it meant that the opponent had hidden in the Sword King Valley, Cheon Mubaeck had already guessed.

The Sword King Valley was a place where one could completely hide one's appearance if one put one's mind to it.

A deep, deep cliff that seemed to head towards the bottom endlessly.

The cliff between the canyons was truly deep, majestic, and its end was unknown.

It just looked distantly black.

"Indeed, if you hide here, you won't be easily found."

Gwak Cheonhu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Sword King Valley.

"From now on, we have to be especially careful."

When Cheon Mubaeck spoke with uncharacteristic caution, Gwak Cheonhu nodded with a somewhat surprised expression.

The warriors and escorts also began their pursuit cautiously, as Cheon Mubaeck had said.

Cheon Mubaeck gave them a few points of caution.

"If you see fog, avoid it."

"...Avoid the fog?"

"Anyway, avoid it. And when you step on the ground, be sure to tap it once with a tree, a staff, or whatever."

"What on earth..."

To those who didn't understand, Cheon Mubaeck answered curtly.

"If you don't want to die."

At Cheon Mubaeck's sudden serious expression, the warriors all felt their bodies grow cold.

The escorts now followed Cheon Mubaeck's words without a shred of doubt.

From the leader Heo Seong to the existing escorts, and even those who had joined after Cheon Mubaeck left home, they now believed in Cheon Mubaeck without a doubt.

The things he had shown them so far were amazing enough. They all thought, his fame was not in vain! They just followed.

But on the Zhuge Clan's side, there were occasionally those who ignored Cheon Mubaeck's words.

These people had to take responsibility for their actions without exception.

Crack!

"Kuaaaah---!"

"Damn it!"

"Again!"

Several warriors burst out in lament.

Even if it looked like a solid rock, there were parts that crumbled like sand and often collapsed.

Cheon Mubaeck had warned them, knowing well that there were parts of the rocks that made up the canyon that were particularly weak in durability.

After a few accidents like this resulted in casualties, there were no more accidents.

Because everyone looked at Cheon Mubaeck with admiration and faithfully followed his words.

"This is going to take all day, isn't it?"

Neung-heo said, looking around.

The Sword King Valley was that wide. And because they had to search carefully as Cheon Mubaeck had warned, more time was consumed. The sun was already setting. That much time had passed.

"What can we do. We have to camp here."

He's probably in here. Cheon Mubaeck was almost certain.

Cheon Mubaeck looked at Zhuge Seohu. Zhuge Seohu was also looking this way.

Although Zhuge Seohu had felt uncomfortable with Cheon Mubaeck after the negotiation, now a strong belief was evident in his eyes.

Perhaps he believed that Cheon Mubaeck would find his younger sister.

As if in response to that belief, Cheon Mubaeck nodded.

'She's probably still alive. For now.'

If it was what he knew.

* * *

The Inhuman Lust Fiend gritted his teeth.

"This is driving me crazy. How did those brats find their way here?"

His desolate gaze was directed at the tracking party that was lighting a fire and preparing to camp.

At first, he thought they had come here by chance.

But the Inhuman Lust Fiend soon erased that thought. They were convinced that he was here.

'How on earth?'

He had thoroughly erased all traces.

How many times had the Inhuman Lust Fiend been chased?

His pure white beard fluttered wildly in a gust of wind.

He had been chased many times as a public enemy of the martial world. Each time, the Inhuman Lust Fiend had exhilaratingly shaken off the pursuit. Now he was being chased under the derogatory name of Inhuman Lust Fiend, but it was different in the past.

Because those who chased him after hearing his name were the elite warriors of the Nine Great Sects and the Five Great Clans.

"For mere brats to be chasing this Lacquer-Faced Yama."

Lacquer-Faced Yama.

An old monster who had existed since before the Righteous-Demonic War, and who had a legend of having broken through the dragnet of the Nine Great Sects, that was the true identity of the Inhuman Lust Fiend.

"Keung!"

"Hmph. Why? Are you getting anxious now? You'd better release me right now!"

"Shut up! If you open your mouth one more time, I won't let you go!"

A sharp voice mocking him from behind.

Although she was somewhat tired and her clothes were stained with dust and foreign matter, it was Zhuge Seola, who had not lost her beauty.

Even in a situation where her acupoints were pressed and her body was tightly bound, Zhuge Seola did not lose her spirit.

"Why? Are you going to press my acupoints to shut my mouth?"

"This damn girl of the Zhuge clan! I'll tear your mouth apart!"

As a ferocious aura poured out, Zhuge Seola quickly shut her mouth.

Even if she had a sharp temperament like a she-cat, she was not stupid enough to act without sense in this situation.

Didn't she grovel at first? To survive somehow.

'Hoo. What on earth is this old man trying to do with me?'

When she realized she had been captured by the Lacquer-Faced Yama.

She felt both despair and astonishment at the same time.

The despair of being violated, and the shock that the Lacquer-Faced Yama's level was far higher than expected.

Zhuge Seola acted cleverly. She intended to grovel and please the Lacquer-Faced Yama.

Surprisingly, the Lacquer-Faced Yama did not act as rumored. He didn't even lay a hand on Zhuge Seola. There was no lust in his eyes. He just fed her a strange pill and left her alone.

At this point, Zhuge Seola, realizing that the Lacquer-Faced Yama had no intention of killing her right away, tried to provoke his temperament in various ways.

Sometimes she maintained a gentle attitude, and sometimes she mocked him sharply like just now.

But the Lacquer-Faced Yama, even if he spewed out his anger, did not cross the line.

'What is it. What is he trying to do.'

Even with Zhuge Seola's cleverness, she couldn't understand what he was trying to do now.

But fortunately, in the meantime, the Zhuge Clan's tracking party had reached the vicinity. The joy was short-lived, and Zhuge Seola's nerves became even more sensitive.

Because the tracking party had reached the vicinity, she didn't know what the Lacquer-Faced Yama might do if something happened. With a gaze full of caution, Zhuge Seola's expression became fierce as she looked at the Lacquer-Faced Yama's back.

"Hmm."

On the other hand, the Lacquer-Faced Yama paid no attention to Zhuge Seola. He sharpened his vision and carefully observed the actions of the search party.

"Is it because of those two, the Wind-Chasing Twin Crows?"

The masters of tracking, the Wind-Chasing Twin Crows.

The Lacquer-Faced Yama soon shook his head.

"No. They're relying on that brat."

His keen eye quickly recognized that the person in charge of the tracking was Cheon Mubaeck.

A strange light flickered in the Lacquer-Faced Yama's eyes.

The more he watched, the more exclamations of admiration naturally flowed from his mouth.

"What is he? That guy?"

He couldn't be sure because of the distance, but the aura felt from Cheon Mubaeck was extraordinary.

Surprisingly, the Lacquer-Faced Yama clearly felt Cheon Mubaeck's martial power from this far distance, which no one else could feel.

"He's the strongest among them?"

The Lacquer-Faced Yama laughed as if it was absurd. He saw a few who looked quite strong. At that level, they would be quite something among the later generation experts.

But Cheon Mubaeck was different.

"My goodness. Who raised him? Who raised such a guy?"

The Lacquer-Faced Yama continued to admire, forgetting that he was being chased.

He had indirectly grasped Cheon Mubaeck's martial prowess from afar, which no one had properly grasped.

The fact that the Lacquer-Faced Yama was so astonished by Cheon Mubaeck's level was proof that his own martial power was also formidable.

"It's strange. Truly strange! On the outside, no internal energy is felt at all, but it's clear. He's a tremendous master."

The Lacquer-Faced Yama clicked his tongue.

At that level of martial power, there should be some internal energy that naturally flows out, no matter how hard one tries to hide it.

But it was hidden so tightly that no one would have noticed if it weren't for the Lacquer-Faced Yama.

He felt confused at that part.

"Is he a master who is naturally gifted at hiding his internal energy? To the point of confusing this Lacquer-Faced Yama?"

The state of entering the divine, beyond the peak.

The Lacquer-Faced Yama, who had long since set foot in that realm, was quite flustered.

He was a brat who didn't even look twenty.

It didn't make sense for him to be at that level. Perhaps the Azure Sky Sword God of the past was like that when he was young.

Even the Sword Saint couldn't do that.

At that moment, a hypothesis suddenly came to his mind.

"Could it be a Heavenly Divine Body?"

Heavenly Divine Body.

A Heavenly Divine Body that can directly accept the energy of nature. A body that uses nature itself as a dantian without accumulating internal energy in the body. As that word came to mind, the Lacquer-Faced Yama's face flushed with excitement.

What was the reason for abducting women while being chased by those brats until now?

Wasn't it to achieve a grand plan?

But if it was a Heavenly Divine Body, regardless of gender, it was what the Lacquer-Faced Yama needed most.

"My goodness. They say if you're desperate enough, it will happen."

A smile appeared on the Lacquer-Faced Yama's lips.

He quickly schemed.

"Since that guy seems to be in charge of the tracking anyway, if he's gone, those brats won't be able to follow, and this is killing two birds with one stone!"

The Lacquer-Faced Yama moved quickly. And Zhuge Seola was watching him with anxious eyes.

* * *

Swiiiiiish!

The tracking party, which had set up camp and set up a guard and fallen asleep, jumped up at the sound of something tearing through the air that pierced their ears.

An intense sound of something tearing through the air that ripped through the atmosphere.

The danger felt from the sound of something tearing through the air.

Gwak Cheonhu, Neung-heo, and Zhuge Seohu all jumped up.

"It's an ambush!"

Gwak Cheonhu was the first to shout.

In the pitch-black darkness where only the moonlight seeped in, a crescent-shaped, blue-burning sword energy attacked the camp.

Kwaaaaaang!

"Uwaaak!"

"Dodge! Climb up right now!"

The sword energy did not attack the top of the camp. The bottom part of the canyon where the camp was set up.

The part with weak durability that crumbled just by stepping on it. Sword energies poured down indiscriminately, aiming precisely at that spot.

Kugugugugugu!

The canyon collapsed. The warriors quickly jumped up and threw their bodies elsewhere.

"This crazy..."

"Is it the Inhuman Lust Fiend?"

"Are you saying the Inhuman Lust Fiend is a possessor of such martial power?"

Everyone was dumbfounded at the scene that unfolded. If they hadn't jumped up and run away, they would have been buried forever under that canyon.

"Phew. I almost died."

Neung-heo wiped off his cold sweat and looked around quickly.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

Gwak Cheonhu narrowed his brows at Neung-heo, who was turning his head around frantically. Gwak Cheonhu's nerves were on edge due to the sudden attack.

But he too couldn't help but make a dumbfounded expression at Neung-heo's next words.

"The Lord... is not here?"

"Huh?"

Gwak Cheonhu's eyes widened.

"Cheon Mubaeck, is gone."

"...What?”

(End of Chapter)