Demigod (1)

 

Half a day after the meeting·

Mu Jin led about half of the warriors of the Political Alliance and began to move somewhere.

Their purpose is, of course, to be the culprit who murdered the Tai Chi Sword Ship. Raiding a landowner·

He was the one who single-handedly killed the Taiji Sword Ship, which was called the Three Swords of the World, so he must have been a great player, but he was still injured.

It's a great opportunity to deal with the enemy's main masters.

However, the enemy knew that Xiao Tianju had been kidnapped, so it was necessary to attack him as soon as possible.

As a result, he could not even afford to send a separate message to the non-partisan faction, who had a great grudge against the landlord.

In the end, the formation was divided before the end of the talks, and soon after, the armed warriors of the Political League began to move.

The reason for the division was simple.

It was to transfer the captured Lesser Heavenly Lord to the Political Affairs League, and to discuss matters related to the Imperial Family with the Emperor Xiauncheon.

To this end, Zhuge Muhuan led about half of the warriors to the Zhengmu Meng, and the other half moved with Mu Jin to attack the landowner.

"Are you okay?"

As they moved through the air together, Mu Gong spoke in a worried tone.

"What?"

"Even though he's injured, he's the one who beat the old man of the Taiji Sword Ship... And he won't be alone..."

Mu Jin nodded at Mu Jin's words.

"If what she said is true, it must be quite resistant... The so-called prime candidates are going to be defending themselves."

I was able to find out quite a bit of information thanks to the Lesser Heavenly Lord, and some of it was about landlords.

It is said that he is in charge of the nothingness of the divine heaven and is in charge of cultivating the lords.

It was likely that the fifteen masters who had defeated the non-partisans along with the landlord were still with him.

"That's why you're rushing in like this..."

They're masters, but they're just "big candidates"... It wasn't the kind of force I'd ever dealt with.

With such a large number of people, including myself, I am infinite, and I am infinite, I Zhuge Jinhee· With so many other masters in the mix, it seemed that they would be able to deal with the landlord.

"Of course, there will be some damage, but..."

It was unclear how many of those who were traveling with him would die or how many would be injured.

But when the landlord recovers from his injuries and the Divine Heavens come together, they'll probably take a lot more damage than they do now.

"Phew..."

Mu Jin turned around for a moment and scanned the faces of the group, took a deep breath, and spurred on his light.

* * *

After four days of traveling across the Central Plains, they arrived at one of the myriad mountains of Chongqing.

They decided to use the same tactics they had used when they had caught the gunmen a few days earlier.

In groups of three or four, they spread out a network of thousand towers as if wrapping around the entire mountain, and gradually narrowing down to the goal.

Among them, Mu Jin was moving in a straight line towards the top of the mountain from the front line with Mu Jin Qing.

Knowing that they were in danger of encountering enemies or being attacked at any moment, they cautiously climbed the mountain, keeping their nerves at any moment.

How long would it have been to cross the mountainside and head towards a hidden path among the winding bushes according to the terrain that the Lord had told us?

Chuck·

Hiding in the bushes, Mujin gestured to the group.

Mu Qing and Mu Gong Zhuge Jinxi came up behind Mu Jin and looked at Mu Jin's gaze, and they saw the figure of Wen Zhen in the middle of nowhere.

Hidden by bushes and cliffs deep in the mountains, the hall is located in a place hidden by landmarks such as bushes.

It was a place where Shin Shin lived, but it was a place where the murderer of the Tai Chi Sword Ship, who was called the living Shin Shin, was resting.

'Haven't you been caught yet?'

There was no whistle on the way here. None of those who had opened the Thousand Ambitions had met the enemy.

Thinking that if he did well, he would be able to make a sweep at once, Mujin carefully pulled a whistle out of his arms.

Then, Mujin, who gave a hand signal to the group, slammed the whistle and threw himself towards the front corner with all his might.

Beep!

The sharp whistle sounded, and there was a sense of crowding all around.

It was a sign that those who had been approaching cautiously were approaching with all their might, starting with Mujin's signal.

At the same time, Mujin also approached the hall with his whole body, smashing through the bushes that blocked his path in order to reduce the damage to his allies.

But why?

Mujin, who had approached the vicinity of the hall, suddenly stopped.

It wasn't because the enemies had appeared to stop Mujin.

"Damn it..."

Sadly, I didn't feel any signs of popularity in the hall.

I don't know from afar. If you couldn't feel the crowd at this distance, it meant that there was no one left.

While Mujin was approaching the hall with a blank face, the martial artists of the Political Affairs League, who had approached from all directions, also appeared one by one through the bushes and approached the hall.

And, as Mujin had predicted, there was no one left in the hall.

But it wasn't all negative.

"There are traces of human habitation."

"It looks like you were in a hurry and didn't completely remove the traces."

There were traces of awkward digging in the ground around the hall.

When they dug up the ground, they found items that appeared to have been used to brew potions, bandages stained with blood and medicinal materials, and so on. There were signs that someone had recuperated.

"Judging from the shape of the digging and the condition of the soil, it doesn't look like it was buried that long."

Mu Jin nodded at the report of the seasoned warrior who was rummaging around the hall and exclaimed.

"They wouldn't have gone very far, so look for any trace of their escape from this hall!"

It was the moment that turned from a raid to a chase.

* * *

A few hours before Mujin and the warriors of the Zheng Mu League surrounded the mountain.

While the landlord was resting with his disciples, a man in black came to the hall.

Dirt was all over his body, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, and the black man who had been moving in a hurry held out a piece of paper.

"This is the Lord's visit..."

The landlord, with a bandage at his side, stretched out his arm to receive the examination handed to him by the man in black.

A sharp pain rose up his side from being pierced by the sword of the Taiji Sword Ship, but the landlord did not show any pain.

More than half a month had already passed since that day, and the wound had healed to some extent, and as a warrior, it was considered a shame not to be able to endure even this much pain.

No, rather, it was a wound inflicted by the Tai Chi Sword Sun, who was inferior to him, and it was humiliating to see him resting because of this wound.

I didn't want to show my pain just to get rid of the humiliation.

"Go ahead..."

The landowner, who was handed the inspection, gave instructions to the sweaty and muddy man in a heartless tone, opened the inspection, and read it down.

Of course, the survey was written in a code unique to Shincheon.

The landowner's face contorted a little as he deciphered the code of the inspection. It was a bizarre sight.

The man who didn't change his expression even when he saw through his side frowned.

The contents of the survey were serious.

"The Little Heavenly Lord has been kidnapped..."

The unthinkable had happened.

The Lesser God is the one who will be the next generation of God. I can't believe that such a person has been kidnapped.

But the biggest problem with this kidnapping was not the lack of a successor.

It may be a foolish idea, but the successor will have to be remade in the end.

The real problem is the myriad of information that the Lord knows. He was even a person who, unlike the warriors of the Divine Heaven, had not even been trained in torture.

But what followed made the landlord's eyebrows rise even higher.

"No matter how much the Lord of the Little Heaven has been kidnapped, you have to get out of here and run away."

He felt ignored by the landlord and his pride was crushed.

He had only been injured once by the Tai Chi Sword Ship, and he wondered if Inju was ignoring him like this.

At the words that followed, the landlord's anger and anguish melted away.

"Get ready to leave right now."

At the sudden instruction of the landlord, the disciples who had been staying with him in the hall to assist him looked at the landlord with puzzled expressions.

Looking at the young warriors, who were his disciples and candidates for the throne, the landlord recited the last words of the examination.

"The sky moved..."

* * *

When Mujin and the others were in the middle of searching the mountain,

At the main hall of the Political Affairs League, located near Dongjing Lake in Hunan Province, the meeting was in full swing.

"Huh... Could it be that they were the remnants of the Huan Dynasty?"

The faces of those who heard the news through Zhuge Muhuan were mixed with various emotions.

Some were simply angry or embarrassed, while others regretted or repented that their greed had given them a chance to grow.

And Hyuncheon, the blind lord, was more of the latter.

"Amitabha Buddha· Are you going to discuss whether or not you should report the little Tianju you have captured to the Imperial Court as a witness?"

"Yes· Lord Meng·"

Zhuge Muhuan's answer was about to cause Chen Chen to fall into deep contemplation.

Bang!!!!

A huge explosion rang out from the entrance to the Political Pavilion.

“!!!”

The people in the main hall hurriedly stood up with a surprised look on their faces, and then unleashed a light attack and threw themselves away.

Bang!!

In the meantime, a series of explosions rang out, followed by screams and shouts from the front door.

As he walked through the deserters of Meng, he arrived near the entrance and saw the appearance of a middle-aged man.

A man with a thick line of faces and an emotionless look in his eyes wrapped around a black robe embroidered with a dragon, which dares to say that he is the symbol of the emperor.

And around the man were corpses of unknown numbers.

It wasn't because there were too many of them.

The limbs were separated, their faces were torn apart beyond recognition, and their bodies were brutally torn apart, making it impossible to guess their number.

Apparently it was a horrible scene created by the middle-aged man, and the martial arts surrounded him.

"Stop!!"

When the lion's ear burst out, the warriors of the Political Affairs League who surrounded the man stepped aside.

The middle-aged man asked at the prefecture that was finally facing him.

"Are you the lord of this place?"

"Amitabha Buddha· What is your name?"

The man's indifferent face twisted strangely at Hyuncheon's question. Only one corner of the mouth is slightly raised.

His face was sneering, but his eyes were still heartless.

"It's ridiculous. You've been interfering with us all the time, but you don't even know who I am..."

Thanks to the man's answer, it was not difficult for Hyuncheon to deduce who the man was.

“··· It's the Divine Heavenly Lord of the Heavens."

"How dare a grub utter the name of heaven . . . I want to die..."

Just then· The men, who had fallen for the provocation of the gods, stepped forward.

"How dare you say anything to Lord Meng!"

"If you hurt your precious comrades-in-arms, I won't just send you away today!"

"Infinite water fire..."

The five Taoists who stepped forward together were all dressed in the same uniform.

At their appearance, the faces of the martial arts warriors who surrounded the heavens brightened.

"Zhongnam Ogum!"

The Jongnam Five Sword is a nickname for the five most skilled swordsmen among the great disciples of the Zhongnam Sect, and it has existed in the past, but its name has become more known in recent years after the civil war against the volcano.

As he is famous for his defensive sword technique, if the five of them get together, it is believed that even the Seven King-level masters can be sufficiently blocked.

But why?

Even though the Zhong Nam Five Sword stepped forward, Hyun Chen felt a sense of foreboding.

"back..."

But from the mouth of Hyuncheon, "Stand up..." Before I could finish the words...

Chen Ju swung his arm at Zhong Nan Five Sword.

It was a bizarre sight. It's not too fast, it's not too slow, it's a natural movement.

Immediately after the smooth motion, like a butterfly flapping its wings lightly,

A purple storm has gathered·

“!!!”

A bizarre sight in which the hundreds and thousands of causal steps that should exist between the light flapping of a butterfly's wings and a huge typhoon of qi are ignored.

The enormous storm of qi that he had never seen or felt before made him feel overwhelmed without knowing it.

No, just once· I've seen something similar to that.

"Did the author even reach the same level as the Brilliant Emperor?"

He attained a great enlightenment and escaped the limits of human beings and succeeded in becoming a holy Buddha. It was because he felt something akin to the inexplicable power he had used before the Holy Buddha.

‘··· He looks more like Shiva, the god of destruction than a Buddha."

There was a decisive difference from that of the light of the cloud.

Immediately after the purple storm created by God,

There was no one left.

Only the remains of what once belonged to the bodies of those who were once called the Jongnam Five Swords are scattered on the pavement.