Sword God Reborn

Chapter 36 : Prey

Although they all keenly felt Cheon Mubaeck's power, the Black Wolf Gang launched an offensive without hesitation.

'We have far more numbers!'

If it were a simple difference in numbers, overwhelming skill could bridge that gap.

But now it was different. It was not a simple difference. Weren't there nearly a hundred black-way members gathered here right now?

'Even if I just stab a knife in here, it will be stabbed ten times!'

A person is made of flesh, and unless it is steel, they will be stabbed by a knife.

Of course, he would block some. But if the knife went in just once or twice, it would be the end.

Such a crazed belief was engraved on the faces of the Black Wolf Gang.

Cheon Mubaeck had a habit when he fought.

"My goodness. Did they take medicine too?"

He looked at the opponent's eyes.

Cheon Mubaeck clearly saw the dozens of eyes rushing at him in that short moment.

Various emotions were contained in them.

But there was a common emotion among them.

'Is it fear? Madness?'

A fleetingly revealed fear.

But it was not a fear of Cheon Mubaeck.

'The Black Wolf Gang Master must have seized power through fear.'

Well, how easy would it be for an outsider to enter the black-way and take over?

Because they were all guys who were good at using their cunning.

A meticulous plan is needed. If there is no plan, there is only one answer. To seize power with terrible fear.

Cheon Mubaeck understood.

When he had taken over the Black Heart Gang himself, he had brutally cut down the Master and the Vice-Master.

Wasn't that the reason why the rest of the black-way had obediently knelt down?

Those black-way had clearly hesitated to rush at Cheon Mubaeck.

But due to the fear that had been engraved in their bodies, the fear that the Black Wolf Gang Master would not let them off easy if they did not attack Cheon Mubaeck was greater.

It was a funny thing.

'Then, I'll have to show them who is more to be feared.'

Cheon Mubaeck's eyes shone with a white light.

"...!"

The bodies of the Black Wolf Gang who were rushing at him stiffened for a moment.

The eyes are a shortcut to the brain.

It is a passage that connects to the upper dantian.

He raised the Heaven-Shaking Soul Art to its peak. His black pupils disappeared and burned with a white light. At that strange phenomenon, a ripple appeared on the faces of the Black Wolf Gang. The moment someone felt that something was not right and was about to back away.

It was too late for that.

Before anyone could give a warning, the guy who had rushed in first let out a terrible scream.

Puhak!

"Kkeuaaak!"

The man's waist was greatly cut, and a stream of bright red blood gushed out.

In an instant, the faces of the Black Wolf Gang turned pale.

When he aimed the blood-dripping sword straight at them, their whole bodies stiffened as if they had turned to stone.

"Damn it! Attack at the same time!"

Kureureu!

Among the Black Wolf Gang, there were also skilled people who had accumulated quite a bit of internal energy.

Among the dozens of blades that poured down, an attack with internal energy flashed sharply.

Although it was not a profound internal energy or a renowned martial art, the Black Wolf Gang poured out all the skills they had with all their might.

It is impossible to maintain composure in the face of a sword attack that comes in dozens of streams.

But even so, Cheon Mubaeck did not waver in the slightest.

"Not having an eye for people. It's a common trait of the guys who die first in the martial world."

Cheon Mubaeck's low voice pierced the scene of chaos with unusual clarity.

Before long, their eyes widened as if they would tear.

Kukukuku!

A white radiance poured out around Cheon Mubaeck, and it soon encroached on a space around him.

It was a strange sight.

Although the sun was up in the sky and there was not a single dark corner, only Cheon Mubaeck and his surroundings shone with a particularly bright light, as if they had been cut out separately.

"Wh-What is that!"

"What is that again!"

That sight was not just mysterious but even majestic.

It was as if the light was surrounding Cheon Mubaeck to protect him.

Cheon Mubaeck, looking at the white radiance surrounding him, narrowed his brow as if he was a little displeased.

'It's definitely still lacking.'

Originally, it wasn't like this.

A white space that was created with a radius of only one zhang around him.

In his prime, it wasn't just one zhang.

At least it should have swallowed Cheon Mubaeck and all the Black Wolf Gang surrounding him.

It was when he was fighting with the Demonic Cult kids. Well, is it too early to think about that much now?

It's a little disappointing to do that much against just black-way guys.

Cheon Mubaeck had fought countless battles in his past lives.

Naturally, the place called the martial world was not always a place where romance was alive and breathing.

On the contrary, wasn't it a more cruel, brutal, and vile world?

Cheon Mubaeck had fought against many countless times.

In every life, Cheon Mubaeck was the strongest in that world, and he inevitably met numerous enemies. The enemies had brought the most certain method to defeat Cheon Mubaeck. It was a multiple attack.

No matter how much of a Cheon Mubaeck he was, a fight against many was not an easy task.

Because a human being has two arms, and their eyes are only in the front.

But even so, Cheon Mubaeck had to overcome it.

What was created in that way was this protective qi.

A protective qi of an iron wall that was completed in countless battles against many.

The Ghost Crying Light Cliff.

The cliff of light that Cheon Mubaeck had completed revealed itself.

If someone with a high level of knowledge in the martial world had seen it, they would not have been able to hold back their astonishment.

Decades ago, the unique martial art of the best of all time, the Azure Sky Sword God, and the best protective qi, the Ghost Crying Light Cliff.

Surrounded by the white cliff that was said to make even ghosts cry because they could not cross it, Cheon Mubaeck jumped into the middle of the Black Wolf Gang.

Jjeojeojeojeong!

The Black Wolf Gang swung their swords as if they were having a seizure.

Was that all?

The Black Wolf Gang Master and his Blood Demon Sect subordinates also poured out all their internal energy with bewildered faces.

Kwakwakwang!

Although the absolute majority were just powerless sword attacks, a considerable amount of condensed palm energy and sword qi poured out in between.

But Cheon Mubaeck did not suffer a single wound.

"C-Crazy!"

"The attacks don't work!"

All the attacks were swallowed by the light.

Cheon Mubaeck clearly saw their pupils.

The emotion of fear that was still there.

But it was not a fear directed at the Black Wolf Gang Master.

A fear directed solely at himself.

Cheon Mubaeck's smile split the Black Wolf Gang as it was.

Jjeojeojeok!

A single stream of formidable internal energy that poured out from Cheon Mubaeck's sword swept the surroundings.

"Heok!"

The commoners who were watching the fight from a distance all squeezed their eyes shut.

Dust rose thickly in the wind that swept through with a strong qi wave.

How much time had passed?

When all the noise of screams, shouts, and clashing swords had disappeared as if by a lie.

The commoners who had barely opened their eyes all shut their mouths.

"...!"

A suffocating silence descended.

The walls of the pavilion, which had been built with two or three layers of bricks, had collapsed. It had become a ruin as if a storm had passed through. On top of it, below it, and behind it, the corpses of the Black Wolf Gang were scattered here and there.

And a long sword mark was left in the very center facing the pavilion.

Everyone was astonished.

A sword mark that was deeply engraved as if the ground had split open from an earthquake.

And when they saw the figure of the Black Wolf Gang Master standing staggeringly next to it, the people were swept away by a strange emotion.

The miserable end of the leader of the Black Wolf Gang, who had been tormenting them so far, and the villain they had not even dared to look at, was clear in their eyes.

The Black Wolf Gang Master staggered, without even thinking of holding in his flowing intestines.

Everyone gathered here knew that he would die soon.

"You... who are you. How... this, this... isn't this the Ghost Crying Light Cliff?"

"You're not a complete fool. You recognize the Ghost Crying Light Cliff? You shouldn't have seen it before."

"The Azure Sky Sword God. And the Sword Saint. Those who walk the path of the demonic and unorthodox ways... to us, those two are monsters that we should not even go near. Are you a disciple of the Sword Saint?"

At those words, Cheon Mubaeck smirked without even realizing it.

A disciple of the Sword Saint.

That guy. Is he still alive?

Cheon Mubaeck suddenly recalled the Sword Saint who had protected his side before he died. Even his sparse white hair.

"I am related to the Sword Saint."

"Huh... is that so. This is a big problem. Hahaha. It's a big problem. We held our breath until the Azure Sky Sword God ascended, and even after that, we lived in hiding until the Sword Saint disappeared. To think that his disciple has appeared. Hahaha!"

The Black Wolf Gang Master vomited blood and laughed. His body trembled. Cheon Mubaeck shook his head at that sight.

If he was truly a disciple of the Azure Sky Sword God, the Sword Saint, his disciple, then the Blood Demon Sect... no, the Blood Ghost Valley that was controlling the Blood Demon Sect from behind had made a truly big mistake.

Although he was still a young brat...

'He is a descendant of that Azure Sky Sword God! He is a disciple of the Sword Saint!'

The Cheon Mubaeck in front of him was someone he should not have turned into an enemy.

No, he should not have even encountered him.

"Tsk. I think you're misunderstanding something."

"...?"

"I am not a disciple of the Sword Saint."

A look of confusion appeared on the Black Wolf Gang Master's face.

Not a disciple of the Sword Saint? Then what was that Ghost Crying Light Cliff?

It was clearly the Ghost Crying Light Cliff that had been passed down through literature and heard through the rumors of the martial world.

If not, this situation could not have been created.

Then, was he a blood relative of the Sword Saint?

But at Cheon Mubaeck's following low words, the Black Wolf Gang Master was at a loss for words.

"That guy is my disciple."

"...!"

In an instant, his eyes widened.

But no sound came out of his mouth.

His life, which had been on the verge of death, was being cut off.

"Chang... Cheon... Sword God!"

Without even being able to let out a final groan, the Black Wolf Gang Master died with a single question in his eyes.

The number of surviving Black Wolf Gang was extremely small.

Despite that overwhelming martial prowess, not a single one of the commoners who were watching from behind was injured.

The only ones were one or two who had fallen back in surprise and had gotten bruises.

Cheon Mubaeck's gaze turned to the half-collapsed pavilion.

His gaze swept from left to right once.

At the tremendous presence, everyone shut their mouths.

But, surprisingly, what appeared on their faces was not a terrible fear.

Teolseok!

"Oh my! Buddha!"

Someone suddenly bowed to the floor.

That was the beginning.

One by one, they all prostrated themselves.

"Oh my, Buddha!"

"Namu Amitabha!"

"Infinite Life Buddha!"

The Cheon Mubaeck reflected in their eyes was by no means an object of fear.

The sight of him, surrounded by a brilliant radiance, eliminating the Black Wolf Gang that had frightened them in one fell swoop.

"It's a divine general!"

Mr. Jang shouted without even realizing it.

Since it was Henan, where Shaolin was, this town had an unusually large number of commoners who sought Buddha. Mr. Jang, seeing Cheon Mubaeck's appearance, recalled the Eight Divine Generals that were called the guardian deities in Buddhism.

The presence of Cheon Mubaeck standing alone on top of the corpses of the villains.

"Ah!"

What they felt was not fear.

The sight of Cheon Mubaeck, surrounded by light and holding a blood-dripping sword, was no different from a divine general.

Cheon Mubaeck was reflected in their eyes with an emotion that was more than just awe.

'He is a divine general who has come to eliminate the demons!'

'A divine general has descended on Henan!'

But Cheon Mubae's gaze was focused solely on the pavilion, without paying any attention to such gazes.

How much time had passed?

A figure covered in blood staggered out.

He was carrying a large bundle on his back.

Neung-heo, who had rushed out, was startled when he saw the tragic scene outside.

"Huh? What, shit. Do you have the talent to call a storm?"

Even while saying so, Neung-heo glanced at Cheon Mubaeck's expression.

Surprisingly, there was not a single drop of blood on his clothes or face.

'Shit. If I mess with him, I might really die.'

The tragic scene around him.

Seeing the corpses and blood of that enormous number of people, Neung-heo was honestly.

'So damn scared. Really, hey.'

When he had entered the pavilion, he had fought a life-or-death battle with a few guys who had jumped out.

Neung-heo, who had been about to argue with Cheon Mubaeck who had talked about an easy task, had completely hidden such thoughts.

"Alright. Are we going to Mount Song now?"

"We have to go."

"Then let's take a boat right away. That's faster."

Cheon Mubaeck shook his head.

"I have to see to something before I go."

"Something? Haven't we seen to everything?"

"Didn't I tell you?"

"...?"

"That the Blood Demon Sect must all disappear from Henan."

In an instant, Neung-heo's face turned pale.

His gaze reached the people who were bowing beyond Cheon Mubaeck.

They just regarded Cheon Mubaeck as a divine general of Buddhism, a guardian deity, but Neung-heo was different.

'This... crazy bastard!'

Cheon Mubaeck's smile deepened.

* * *

"All the Black Wolf Gang in Bonggu County have been annihilated."

"..."

Cheok shut his mouth at the incoming report.

He had been tracking Cheon Mubaeck's movements belatedly, but the incident had already occurred.

The Henan base of the Blood Demon Sect in Bonggu had disappeared overnight.

Cheok's trembling voice barely came out.

"Wh-Where is Cheon Mubaeck? Is he still in Bonggu County?"

"We've lost track of him!"

Cheok bit his lip.

He didn't know what method he was using, but it was a matter that would make a ghost cry.

Cheon Mubaeck had easily shaken off the pursuit of the Blood Demon Sect and had disappeared.

It was truly a strange thing.

It was then.

Another subordinate came running in with a desperate face.

"We've lost contact with the 1st team that was on standby in Jeongju!"

"...!"

"We can't contact the 3rd team that was on standby in Sinmil either!"

At those words, Cheok felt dizzy.

He hurriedly ordered his subordinate.

"Quickly contact the 2nd and 4th teams in Gong'ui and Eonsa!"

The martial artists of the Blood Demon Sect who had been hidden in various places on the way to Shaolin to catch Cheon Mubaeck.

As contact with them was lost one by one, Cheok felt a chill for a moment.

The ominous feeling he had felt from the very beginning of the pursuit pierced him to the top of his head.

Before long, at the incoming report, Cheok finally collapsed into his seat.

"...We can't contact the 2nd and 4th teams either."

"..."

A terrible silence descended. Everyone was at a loss for words at the worst possible situation they had imagined.

How much time had passed?

Cheok jumped up and shouted.

"Everyone pack your things and leave Henan at full speed and go to Shaanxi!"

"...Pardon?"

"Are you giving up on tracking Cheon Mubaeck?"

At those words, Cheok burst into laughter.

Although a question arose on the faces of the subordinates at the sudden laughter, they soon hardened when they saw Cheok's bloodshot pupils.

"Tracking? Tracking? Hahaha!"

Cheok, who had been laughing like a madman for a long time, suddenly became serious.

"We are the ones being tracked. He is eliminating all the traps we have hidden to catch him one by one, and he is approaching us. Cheon Mubaeck is not the prey. We are not the hunters either. No, we were the hunters. But now..."

Cheok trembled all over.

"We are the prey."

(End of Chapter)