Sword God Reborn

Chapter 287 : The Giant of the Era

The fight ended in a truly futile way.

The martial artists, including the Spear and Sword Sect Leader, looked around with expressions that were hard to believe.

Countless corpses littered the ground.

The Spear and Sword Sect was not large in the first place. As it aimed for a small elite, the total number of members was around a hundred.

But the number of corpses scattered in the sect's mansion was well over a hundred.

The corpses of men dressed in black martial arts uniforms.

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader, who was examining the corpses in detail, felt a shiver without realizing it. His stiff face trembled.

It was a fear and awe that he felt from something fundamental that he could not control with his own will.

No, the Spear and Sword Sect Leader could not distinguish between fear and awe.

'It's clean. It's extremely clean. Is this a sword mark? Isn't it as smooth as if he were born with his neck cut off in the first place?'

He had seen it once.

It was like this when the man from the butcher's shop, who had slaughtered cows his whole life, struck the cow's neck.

Since he had repeated the same act tens, hundreds of times a day, the swing of his greatsword was no different from a peerless technique. The fact that blood did not gush from the cow's neck was the proof.

It was so cleanly cut that blood did not even gush out, but was just gathered in a lump on the cross-section.

The corpses now were like that.

"How can this be..."

A distant realm that the Spear and Sword Sect Leader could not even dare to guess.

He had seen it clearly with his own two eyes. The figures of the demonic people who had fallen to the floor like a shower every time Cheon Mubaeck's sword flashed.

It was a disaster.

A disaster that had befallen the demonic path. When the disaster had finally swallowed everything and had become quiet, the family members who had fled into the main hall came out hesitantly.

The servants of the mansion who had not learned martial arts, the family members of the martial artists, and among them was the Spear and Sword Sect Leader's old mother.

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader, thinking that it was a terrible sight for his weak-hearted old mother, hurriedly gestured to a martial artist.

The old mother suddenly fell to her knees.

"Oh, Buddha..."

"..."

Had she seen it from beyond the broken wall?

Well, she couldn't have not seen it. The demonic people who were laughing madly, their red eyes shining in the darkness, and letting out strange cries.

She had despaired as she was helplessly dying at their blades.

The old mother, who had always visited a nearby hermitage to pray for her son's well-being, had naturally prayed and prayed again, frantically looking for the Buddha.

Had her wish been granted?

Salvation had come with a pure white halo.

An unexpected help in a desperate situation.

The real Buddha had come.

The Tathagata who had just wrapped the ruthless demons in light and had brought them all down.

It was not just the Buddha.

Thud, thud.

The servants, the family members of the martial artists, one by one, knelt or prostrated themselves.

Some looked for the Buddha, some looked for the Heavenly Lord who was said to have come from Xizang, and some looked for the gods of the past, like Guan Yu.

That's right.

To them, Cheon Mubaeck had come as such an existence.

Was it only to the ordinary people who did not know martial arts? The flushed faces of the martial artists were an expression of endless awe, beyond admiration.

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader staggered and approached Cheon Mubaeck.

The calm face seen beyond the pure white halo was, at a glance, extremely aloof.

'Is this not truly the presence of a hero?'

But it was so fitting that it was natural.

Aloofness.

What was revealed under the aloofness, as if he were quietly watching from the highest place, was a strong will.

Where did that will come from?

'Firmness.'

The gaze that was contained in the will was firmness.

He realized where that firmness was headed. The demonic people who had all become corpses.

Suddenly, a black hand reached out from among the corpses towards Cheon Mubaeck.

He had pretended to be dead and had ambushed Cheon Mubaeck as he approached.

It was not a simple act of pretending to be dead.

'The Great Turtle Breathing Technique!'

A great technique that stopped breathing and even the heartbeat. A peerless study that even lowered the body temperature to make one look dead.

Only then did the Spear and Sword Sect Leader, who had recognized that the one who had used the Great Turtle Breathing Technique was the commander who had led the demonic people at the forefront of the attack, feel alarmed.

No matter how much of a Cheon Mubaeck he was, if it was such an ambush...!

Seogeok-!

But the worry was useless.

As if he had already expected it, Cheon Mubaeck's sword flashed once, and the guy's arm rolled on the floor.

Cheon Mubaeck said quietly.

"I found you. You're the Seven-Star, right? This is why the demonic path guys. Anyway, their vileness is beyond Neung-heo's."

Although he did not know the detailed circumstances, only then did the Spear and Sword Sect Leader realize what Cheon Mubaeck's firm will was.

The extermination of the demonic path.

What if that person called the Seven-Star had survived with the Great Turtle Breathing Technique?

What if the Seven-Star had released the Great Turtle Breathing Technique after Cheon Mubaeck had left?

Could he and his martial artists have protected their family members from that guy?

A strong will to confirm and kill every single demonic person without leaving a single one.

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader just let out a long sigh.

Cheon Mubaeck, after cutting off the Seven-Star's arm in an instant, immediately pressed his acupoints.

Just twice.

He pressed the acupoints so fast that it was hard to follow with the eyes, and he became stiff.

"Neung-heo."

"Yes."

"Take care of this guy."

"You're not going to kill him?"

"He's a useful guy. The Ghost Demon will need a guy like this to absorb the Blood Demon Valley."

"Am I supposed to carry him?"

"You've been playing around until now, haven't you? When I was fighting."

"I was cheering."

"Do you want to die?"

"Actually, I've been wanting to carry him on my back for a while now, so my butt has been twitching."

As Neung-heo carried the Seven-Star on his back, Cheon Mubaeck turned his back without any lingering attachment.

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader, who had belatedly woken up from his deep thoughts, hurriedly called Cheon Mubaeck.

"Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero!"

"...?"

"How, how can you just leave? You are the benefactor who has saved our Spear and Sword Sect, you should at least give us a chance to repay you."

He had saved his life. He had even saved the well-being of his sect. No, he was a man who had saved the fate of his family and his cherished subordinates.

He was just going to leave like this?

The people of the world would curse him. If he sent him away without any reception.

But Cheon Mubaeck answered as if it were nothing.

"Is the Spear and Sword Sect the only one in the martial world?"

"...Yes?"

"Even at this moment, there are not just one or two people who are dying at the hands of the demonic path guys, so I have no time to laugh and talk and rest. Repay the favor when the demonic path disappears from the martial world."

"......!"

And Cheon Mubaeck really turned his back as if he had no lingering attachment.

Although he heard Neung-heo, who was next to him, grumbling, "Let's at least have a drink before we go."...

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader, who was looking at Cheon Mubaeck's receding back, suddenly trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

And then he immediately turned his body and bowed to his old mother.

"Mother, please take care of your body. I will definitely return."

"..."

The old mother looked at him with her wrinkled eyes.

When was it?

Even when he had entered the military and had gone to the battlefield, he had had that face. Although he knew nothing about martial arts, martial artists, or the martial world.

The old mother knew with the wisdom that came from her long experience.

"Be careful... the Buddha will take care of you."

As the Spear and Sword Sect Leader stood up, the gazes of the surviving martial artists all fell on him.

"You guys stay and protect the Spear and Sword Sect."

"Sect Leader, then where are you going, Sect Leader...?"

"Forty years ago, the seniors who had followed the Azure Sky Sword God in the Righteous-Demonic War had become heroes and had protected the martial world. Among them was my grandfather."

"......!"

"I will go. I will follow the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero and fight the demonic path."

"...We will go too."

"No, not everyone needs to go."

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader made eye contact with each of the martial artists and said clearly.

"Among you, those who have decided to protect the martial world, those who have resolved to protect my family, those who have no hesitation in holding and swinging a sword, and..."

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader's gaze fell on Cheon Mubaeck's back.

A young age, about the same as his own son.

But that back looked infinitely wide. As if he were looking at a great sea.

In the Spear and Sword Sect Leader's heart, the heat of his youth, when he had held a sword with just his spirit and had gone to the battlefield, suddenly surged.

"And... those who will follow the history, will follow the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero with me."

Like the seniors who had followed the Azure Sky Sword God and had fought the demonic path forty years ago.

The Spear and Sword Sect Leader stood at the front, and one by one, two by two, they stood up and followed him.

As if they were possessed by a ghost.

No, it was not a ghost.

Cheon Mubaeck, a giant of the era, was clearly in front of them.

* * *

Bigwang.

His name was truly subtle.

The Mad Sect, a group of people who were known to be crazy from birth even in the demonic path.

And among them, the closest aide of the Heavenly Mad Demon, the leader of the Mad Sect.

To think that such a person would use the name Bigwang, which meant not crazy.

Although it was truly absurd, Bigwang inwardly thought that this name showed his identity as it was.

"I'm not crazy."

Bigwang was confident.

He was not crazy.

Well, if you looked at the other demonic people of the Mad Sect, there were times when you couldn't tell if they were human or beast.

Sometimes, even his direct superior, the Heavenly Mad Demon, was like that.

Was that why?

It was probably the reason why the Heavenly Mad Demon cherished him so much. Because he could read the whole situation with a relatively rational judgment. And he also had a great courage and boldness, and his own martial power was also one of the best in the Mad Sect.

Every time the Heavenly Mad Demon went on a rampage, he was the only one in the Mad Sect who could properly control him and give him advice.

So Bigwang had been faithfully following the Heavenly Mad Demon and had been carrying out various operations, but suddenly, an incident that bothered his mind appeared.

"The strike force led by the Seven-Star of the Blood Demon Valley was annihilated while attacking the Spear and Sword Sect?"

With the Blood Buddha and the Ghost Demon virtually dead, the Blood Demon Valley had lost its head.

The next in line, the Three-Star and the Four-Star, lacked the authority and the martial power to lead the Blood Demon Valley and to act separately from the foreign demonic path.

So the Blood Demon Valley had been split into small pieces and its forces had been scattered throughout the foreign demonic path, and Bigwang had been paying close attention to the ability of the Seven-Star among them, and had recruited him as a demonic person of the Mad Sect.

Since he had been one of the Ghost Demon's right-hand men, and since the Ghost Demon had died and he had been left without a connection in the demonic path, he had no choice but to bow down to the Mad Sect's recruitment.

So he had given the Seven-Star troops and had sent him to make a mess of the Central Plains.

"Annihilated... by the likes of the Spear and Sword Sect? Not the elites of the Righteous Alliance or the Nine Sects One Faction?"

At the following report, the Seven-Star's eyes sank deeply.

"The Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero..."

It was his doing. The moment he saw that name, Bigwang had decided. He would not report this to the Heavenly Mad Demon.

'If I do, he'll go on a rampage, saying let's go and catch him right away.'

Bigwang thought again.

He was definitely not a crazy person.

'He's a guy who needs to be calmly assessed for his ability and then a match should be made. If I go looking for him like a crazy person, I'll mess things up.'

To go looking for Cheon Mubaeck here, saying he would catch him, was something only a crazy person would do.

Bigwang was not crazy.

However.

The Heavenly Mad Demon, who had heard the news from somewhere, was jumping up and down with a smile.

"The Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero has shown himself? Where is he? Let's go quickly. I have to make that guy my pet and offer him to the Heavenly Demon!"

The Heavenly Mad Demon was a crazy person.

Bigwang sighed.

The moment the Heavenly Mad Demon had stepped forward like this, Bigwang had no choice but to change his plan.

To be honest, he had thought that he would be able to accurately gauge his martial prowess only after the Heavenly Mad Demon and Cheon Mubaeck had clashed once.

'Well, the Sect Leader might be defeated, but he won't die in one go. If it looks like he's going to die, I'll just intervene at the right time and pull his body out. It's not bad to see for myself how much skill he has.'

So Bigwang did not stop the Heavenly Mad Demon.

To clash with Cheon Mubaeck once. And to pull his body out if necessary.

For him, it was a rational thought.

However, if Neung-heo had been watching this scene, he would have laughed his head off.

'To think he would run away if necessary against Cheon Mubaeck? That bastard is also a crazy person!'

Bigwang was also a crazy person.

(End of Chapter)