Sword God Reborn

Chapter 190 : Heaven's Net and Earth's Net

Although Zhejiang was on the outskirts of the martial world, not a few demons were secretly active.

The number of demons who were dealing with the Zhejiang martial world alone was over a hundred.

The number of demons who had gathered late at the Poison Demon's signal flare was also fifty.

It was the maximum force that could be mobilized in Zhejiang at present.

In fact, it was safe to say that it was all of the Blood Demon Valley in Zhejiang.

The Poison Demon looked over the gathered demons and nodded his head with satisfaction.

'The Dark Sect guys have built up their power quite well.'

They were all people who were full of a sinister momentum.

Their eyes were sticky with poison, as if they had repeated intense training.

"There is no need to spare the guy we have to chase. If you can catch him, capture him alive, but if he gets in the way of taking the child, kill him without fail."

The Poison Demon was sinister and valued efficiency.

In any case, if he could just properly improve the Bidara, what was there to be afraid of from the small fry of the Orthodox Path?

'Hmm. He's probably a guy with pretty good skills, so I can use him for the Bidara experiment.'

Thinking so, the Poison Demon soon turned his gaze to the forest.

It was a fairly large mountain.

If one was determined to hide, it was not easy to find them in the mountains.

The guy must have known that and had entered the mountain first. Because if he rode the long mountain range, it would be no problem to escape.

But the demons gathered here were all masters whose use of internal energy was free.

They rode the mountains better than any ginseng hunter, were more sensual than any beast, and were more persistent than anyone.

The Poison Demon declared.

"Spread the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net!"

"As you command!"

The demons instantly dug into the mountains.

Heaven's Net and Earth's Net.

Heaven's Net meant the net of the sky, and Earth's Net meant the net of the earth.

A situation where the sky and the earth were covered with a net.

No matter how good the opponent was at flying, even if he had the skill to fly in the sky, he would not be able to escape.

One might ask how a Heaven's Net and Earth's Net could be spread with only about fifty people, but now the Poison Demon was included.

The Poison Demon had no intention of just watching.

He jumped into the mountains himself.

'In any case, he is the one to be most careful of among the many bastards who are after the child.'

The Poison Demon did not prefer to step up himself in all matters.

It was his preference to watch from behind.

This time, he stepped up actively. Because the opponent was no ordinary guy.

'If he guided and intended the situation, that guy is dangerous. Even if that's not the case, he's a guy who took the child with amazing judgment.'

The river pirates had gathered, the Zhejiang martial artists had chased in large numbers, and even the Sword Empress had come.

In the midst of that, he had escaped the gaze of himself, who had been secretly watching, and had snatched the child and had run away in one go.

So the Poison Demon had jumped into the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net himself.

"You bastard, let's see you escape from this net!"

The Poison Demon's mad laughter erupted.

* * *

Jingok's eyes shone.

'This is a chance!'

As a martial artist born in Zhejiang, he had lived his whole life on the verge of being second-rate.

Then he had accidentally entered the Blood Demon Valley and had learned demonic arts.

Because he knew that his fate was to live and die as a second-rate martial artist in the martial world for the rest of his life, as he had been stagnant until then.

He was not afraid of becoming a demon.

Indeed, it was demonic arts.

He had surpassed the second-rate and had become first-rate in one go, and now he was close to the peak.

But the flower garden ended there. No matter how extreme the demonic arts were, from the peak, it was a problem of a different dimension.

He needed a higher level of martial arts. He could not become a peak master just by having a lot of internal energy.

The expansion of his dantian and the increase of his internal energy were sufficient. The problem was the sword he used.

The problem was his birth. He was not a demon born in the Demonic Path in the first place. He, who had flowed in from the outside, was not qualified to learn the rising martial arts within the Blood Demon Valley.

Weren't there even words among the demons about the sacred blood of the Seven Sects of the Demonic Path, and other miscellaneous breeds?

Jingok was a miscellaneous breed. He had not been able to belong to the Seven Sects of the Demonic Path. He was just a miscellaneous soldier of the Demonic Path.

Human greed was like that.

When he was living as a second-rate martial artist for the rest of his life, he had thought that he would have no wish if he could just become first-rate.

When he actually became first-rate and got closer to the peak, he wished for more.

A greed that a martial artist, a human, could not help but have.

So he did as he was told. To get out of the miscellaneous breed and become a sacred blood.

He carried out the missions that were given to him as they came. Among the missions, there were also terrible things that went against human ethics. He had killed children, had killed pregnant women who were full-term, had annihilated ordinary families, and had destroyed small Orthodox Path sects.

He had become a demon like that.

The desire that had once been ignited burned fiercely.

He coveted stronger martial arts. He coveted a higher position.

To such a Jingok, a chance had come.

'The Poison Demon is with us!'

The Poison Demon.

A legendary great demon of the Righteous-Demonic War.

A great evil of the Demonic Path who, while not belonging to the Blood Demon Valley, exerted an absolute influence on the Blood Demon Valley.

"I will catch him! If I just catch him, won't I be able to catch his eye!"

The Poison Demon's confidant? He did not even dare to wish for such a thing.

But if he made a contribution here, even a three-year-old child would know that a sufficient reward would follow.

If he could just learn one rising martial art, he would break through the wall in one go and become a peak martial artist.

'Then I can enter one of the Seven Sects of the Demonic Path!'

He would become a sacred blood of the Demonic Path, not a miscellaneous breed. Then he would not just rot in this remote Zhejiang, but would be able to go to the center of the Demonic Path.

Jingok's eyes turned red and he began the pursuit. Faster than anyone, faster than anyone.

Was it because his high concentration had shone?

"I found him!"

Jingok's eyes flashed.

A trace.

It was the guy's trace.

"To the left!"

The opponent was not easy enough for the Poison Demon to spread the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net himself.

Considering that, Jingok had found the trace too quickly and easily.

But Jingok did not have the slightest doubt.

'Hmph. Being good at skills and hiding all traces and running away are completely different problems!'

And wasn't he running away with a young child who was clearly sick in his arms?

It was not a situation where he could carefully erase his traces and run away.

Jingok followed the trace he had found without hesitation and pursued fiercely.

The place he had arrived at after chasing the trace was a cliff made of strange rocks.

Jingok's head was thrown back. A cliff that was as if it had been cut.

The trace headed up there. A cruel smile appeared on Jingok's lips.

"Foolish. You're digging your own grave!"

If he climbed the cliff, there would be no place to run away to. Jingok blew his whistle without hesitation.

To think that he had driven the enemy to a dead end all by himself, wasn't this a sufficient contribution?

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Jingok, who had sent a signal by blowing his whistle, pondered for a moment.

'Should I wait? Or should I strike first?'

Considering the rules of the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net, it was not allowed to strike alone.

The net was to wait here and then attack when the encirclement was formed.

But if he caught the guy here, wouldn't he be making a greater contribution?

A conflict arose in Jingok's mind.

A deep greed and reason clashed.

But fortunately, or unfortunately, Jingok did not need to conflict anymore.

Puk!

"...!"

His mouth was agape.

An unbearable, intense pain exploded in his chest.

"Hah, you bastard. You should have blown the whistle right away. You're blowing it now."

He could not even react to the swaggering voice that came from right behind him.

His whole body was as hot as a ball of fire. His mind went blank. A heat like lava that started to burn from his chest.

Jingok's head, which was cut off, was directed downwards.

The tip of the sword that had pierced through his chest and had come out was dripping with red blood.

Jingok's face, which had finally grasped the situation, contorted like a demon.

"Hah, a trap..."

"A trap, you say."

At Cheon Mubaeck's pure white smile, who had taken off his mask at some point, Jingok's eyes trembled.

'D-did he wait... on purpose?'

Until he blew the whistle? On purpose? He wasn't being chased, but he was lured on purpose? To think that the pursuit was so easy that it was too sloppy...

Life gradually disappeared from Jingok's eyes.

Since his heart had been pierced, even if the Heavenly Demon came, he could not regenerate.

Jingok's mind went blank.

"Well... now I've caught one."

A distant voice that was heard beyond his fading consciousness.

"Since he blew the whistle, three guys are running over. Then there are four now. So there are about forty-five left."

Brrrrr!

Even as he was dying, Jingok's body trembled violently. At the voice that was heard vividly in his ears, Jingok felt fear. More than the fear of death, at that one word.

Somehow, even as he was dying, Jingok let out a laugh.

He finally understood.

'Heaven's Net and Earth's Net?'

A net that could not be escaped? The opponent was caught in the net?

My goodness, what kind of beast would get caught in a net and eat the hunter?

Would a beast get caught in a net to catch a hunter?

'He was an opponent I couldn't handle...'

With that as his last thought, Jingok's head dropped.

What was captured in his retina until the last moment was the scene of the three demons who had run over after hearing the whistle being mercilessly cut down by Cheon Mubaeck's blade.

* * *

"..."

The Poison Demon's expression became cold.

A corpse came into his view.

Four corpses.

Just as there was a saying in the martial world that poison and medicine were a fine line, the Poison Demon could grasp a lot just by looking at the wounds left on the corpses.

"It was one sword."

This corpse,

and that corpse.

All four corpses had been taken down with one sword.

The Poison Demon's cheekbones twitched. It was an expression that came out when he was not in a good mood.

'All four of them were demons who were beyond first-rate and were looking at the peak.'

Soon, his gaze turned to the waists of the demons.

The swords were still in their scabbards.

"They died before they could even draw their swords."

A voice that was not just cold, but as cold as ice, flowed out.

What was felt in the voice was a cold composure, but if one dug deeper, a terrible anger was spewing fire.

The Poison Demon pouted.

"The guy who was caught in the net was a pretty fierce beast."

The Heaven's Net and Earth's Net was not something that would collapse just because a few died.

The Heaven's Net and Earth's Net was still being maintained, and the guy was just running away without being able to escape.

It was then.

Beep beep!

A whistle that pierced his ears.

The Poison Demon's figure stretched out.

The Poison Demon's movement technique, which kicked the ground in one go and folded the space and ran, was truly at its peak.

The extreme of speed.

The Poison Demon, who had arrived at the place where the whistle had been heard in one go, had no choice but to stop.

A corpse that was placed on a rock as if to be seen.

The Poison Demon's face twitched slightly. He had run over as soon as he had heard the whistle. In terms of time, it was extremely short.

"He's fast. He doesn't hesitate to use his sword, and his skill is also surprisingly outstanding."

A small admiration was contained in his muttering voice. That much, the Poison Demon's skill was also surprising. It was the same as the previous corpse. He had been taken down with one sword without even being able to draw his sword.

"A person with the skill to kill before he can even draw his sword, let him blow the whistle?"

In an instant, a question that pierced his mind hardened the Poison Demon's body.

Blowing the whistle was the most important element in maintaining the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net.

Because it was to make the pursuit team, who were separated from each other, maintain their distance and be able to respond at any time.

But if he was a person with the skill to kill before he could even draw his sword, would he meekly let him blow the whistle? Didn't even a three-year-old child know that the net of the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net would loosen if he just couldn't blow the whistle?

"He let him do it on purpose?"

A ripple occurred on the Poison Demon's calm face.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Then the whistle once again resounded through the quiet mountain.

Although the Poison Demon immediately ran, his expression could not help but harden.

A demon who was found as a corpse in the same way.

The Poison Demon's face hardened and did not relax.

The look that appeared in his pupils was doubt.

'Could it be...'

He had let him blow the whistle on purpose.

So that he could keep chasing him.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Without a moment's rest, from all directions, from farther away, from deeper places, the whistle was heard.

The Poison Demon's face changed.

When a hunter catches his prey, he blows a whistle and drives the beast to a dead end.

To the beast that has become the prey, the sound of the whistle is no different from the call of the grim reaper.

What the whistle meant in the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net was not just a signal system that created a net. It was also a device that gave the opponent who was trapped in the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net a terrible fear and made them unable to make a normal judgment.

But now, what meaning was that whistle being used for?

Heaven's Net and Earth's Net.

The net of the sky and the earth that trapped the enemy.

The Poison Demon had thought he was the hunter. He had thought the guy was a beast trapped in the net.

But it was not.

The whistle dug deeper into the mountains. Deeper, deeper.

As if falling into a swamp from which one could not escape, deeper.

He could not escape.

As if trapped in a net.

When the sound of the whistle was heard, the demons died one by one without fail.

Lured by that sound, they ran like moths to a flame and gave up their lives.

"Heaven's Net and Earth's Net..."

The Poison Demon's voice trembled slightly.

That was right. This was the Heaven's Net and Earth's Net.

A beast that lured the hunters into the net and ate them one by one.

The Poison Demon's pupils trembled greatly.

"That guy is spreading a Heaven's Net and Earth's Net against us all by himself."

It was Cheon Mubaeck's Heaven's Net and Earth's Net.

(End of Chapter)