Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 39



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Episode 39 – Just One Reason

The sword of Cheongun passed through Jo Gye-ak’s body, drawing a long trajectory.

“!!!”

“!!!”

“!!!”

It was a moment when the eyes of all the people in Jang Gangsu Rochae, including Dang So-hyang, opened in shock.

Cheongun and Jogyeak.

The two stood at a distance, their backs turned to each other.

A silence so deep that not even a breath can be heard.

A long silence fell over the entire Poyang Lake.

And then suddenly.

“Khak···!”

A painful sound of blood being vomited was heard.

Dang So-hyang’s gaze was first drawn to Jo Gye-ak. And she was able to find Jo Gye-ak standing there, perfectly still.

Jo Gye-ak stood firm, supporting the long sword on the floor with one hand.

That means······.

“Khahak···!”

The excruciating sound of blood being vomited is heard again.

This was none other than ‘Cheongun’.

When I hurriedly turned my gaze, I saw Cheongwoon with his back bent sharply and spitting out blood. Cheongwoon was barely holding his body up with his sword stuck in the floor.

But maybe even that wasn’t enough.

Sway.

Cheongun’s body looked as if it would collapse at any moment. On the other hand, Jo Gye-ak stood firm.

This means one thing.

It was Cheongun’s defeat…

“Ah, no···.”

Tang So-hyang’s legs gave out and she collapsed on the spot.

* * *

Dang So-hyang sat down like a doll with its strings cut off.

Her tearful face was filled with the emotion of ‘despair’.

I wanted to say something. I wanted to tell her that it was okay. But what came out of my mouth wasn’t my voice, it was hot blood.

Blood was constantly oozing out from the side that had been cut long. The insides had been turned to mud, and the spilled blood contained unidentifiable flesh.

“···That was dangerous.”

The voice of Jo Gye-ak is heard.

I turned my head with difficulty to look at Jo Gye-ak, who was as solid as Mt. Taishan. Soon, Jo Gye-ak’s eyes, looking at me, were filled with a serious murderous intent.

“You are a threat to the new world of magic that is about to come.”

Murderous intent seethed. The scenery became distorted as mist rippled around the clenched sword of Jo Gye-ak.

Strong energy.

Ganggi is a technique used by masters at the peak of their power to overcome the limitations of martial arts people by wrapping their bodies in internal energy.

However, Jo Gye-ak went beyond wrapping his body in the energy and also put the energy into his weapon, the Unwol-do.

And the power of the strong energy made even an ordinary blow a ‘deadly kill’, so Jo Gye-ak swung the sword with the strong energy wrapped around it in all directions.

Pasa sasa sak!

The ‘bullets of strong energy’ that were ejected from Unwol Island poured down on me, drawing crimson crescents. There was no room to dodge. I had to block them, but the only thing that could deal with strong energy was other strong energy.

So, to block those bunches of energy, I also had to use my energy······.

“Coolook···!”

I had neither the strength nor the energy left to do that.

The pinnacle of achievement through illegal means.

It was a technique that was not allowed for a fake, not a real one. As a result, my insides, which had become a mess, were only spitting out blood instead of internal energy.

······It’s the end.

This is my limit.

In the end······ I couldn’t overcome the limitations of being ‘similar’ and ‘Jogye-ak’.

There was nothing I could do.

A cascade of strong winds pouring down from all directions and approaching death.

I could only helplessly look at my ‘limits’.

– When faced with a wall called limitation.

Just look back once, Un-ah.

* * *

It seemed like a sunny day without a single cloud.

The day my father passed away.

My father was brought in covered in blood. Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon just shook his head when he saw his father’s condition.

It was the moment when my father’s death was confirmed.

From the sight of my father, I was able to realize this once again.

A knight without strength is incompetent and a mere guest.

So, the father’s chivalry that was lacking in strength.

It ultimately ended in ‘death’.

That’s probably why it was like that.

This is the reason why I gave up on becoming a warrior like my father. I had no talent and couldn’t even build up my internal energy, so my chivalry was nothing more than incompetence and a guest.

Even so, the reason I didn’t let go of the missionary was······.

well.

Looking back now, I couldn’t understand why.

perhaps.

‘···Un-ah, what do you think strength is?’

I just thought that it might be because of my father’s last words and will.

My father’s eyes opened with difficulty.

My father spoke to me as if he was squeezing out the last of his strength.

Power.

The ability to accomplish something.

Here, the term strength varied depending on what ‘thing’ could be accomplished.

The ability to do physical work is strength.

Power is the ability to accomplish social tasks.

The power to make military work possible.

The power that enables a country to pursue its goals is called national power.

So, depending on who wanted to do something, the definition of ‘power’ also differed.

and.

“This father… was you, Un-ah.”

My father’s strength was ‘me’.

My father was in a state where he could hardly speak, as if he was about to suffocate. Nevertheless, he spoke to me stubbornly.

‘When this father drew his sword, people said that this father sacrificed himself for the world. And this father… people said that he was great.’

My father did not spare his own life for the sake of others.

He helped others in need before helping his own.

Even when he was in a life-or-death crisis, he did not use his abilities.

Rather, he was ashamed to boast about his achievements.

A knight.

No one would be more suited to these words than my father.

As people say, my father was a great man and that is why he died young.

Being great meant having a broad mind, and a person with a broad mind cannot have a long life.

‘But this father… wasn’t trying to save the world.’

My father said.

The ‘reason’, the ‘ability’, and at the same time the ‘strength’ that enabled my father to do great things was not the grand ’cause’ of wanting to save the world.

Just one person.

‘Luck was just trying to do something for you.’

It was me.

‘It’s one.’

Just one.

There was just one.

‘All it takes for a man to become great is a word.’

I always thought that great people become great.

I used to think that great people do great things.

But then it occurred to me for the first time that greatness and success might not actually be so great and complicated.

one.

I first thought that just one would suffice.

‘It doesn’t have to be grand. It’s okay if it’s childish. It doesn’t matter if people laugh at it.’

The one thing that people laugh at, calling it childish and ogling.

‘It will enable you to walk the path you want to walk until the end.’

When everyone around me looks at me and laughs.

When everyone in the world shakes their head and says it can’t be done.

Even if there are tens of thousands of limitations that must be given up, such as the limitations of talent, the limitations of time, and the limitations of money.

‘There is only one thing that makes a person great, Una.’

My father told me so.

‘Un-ah, there will be many things that will happen in your life from now on. There will definitely come a time when you will face the wall of limitations.’

One day, when I face that wall called limitation.

‘When people tell you that you will never be able to do it. When you constantly have thoughts that you will never be able to do it either······’

Just once, just once.

‘Look at yourself.’

The ‘power’ that only I have.

The one and only ‘reason’ I have in my heart.

‘I will definitely do that······’

And finally, the last words of my father that I could not hear.

Can you make a promise with this father, Un-ah?

* * *

A swarm of strong winds pouring down from all directions.

The wall that I faced was ‘death’ and ‘limits’.

In front of it······.

“Cheondungeonbeop (天遁劍法).”

I exploded the ‘innate energy’ within me.

Hwaruk, hwarurururuk!

The spirit energy of the Youngbo Pilbeop flared up all at once. A huge flame shot up through my entire body. It burned up all the bundles of strong energy that were pouring in from all directions.

The method of completing the spiritual treasure.

Inseon-gong (人仙功) – The method of extending the life of the small vehicle in peace and happiness.

Gathering water and fire.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

A country uses its existence as ‘firewood’ and a conflagration of eons erupts.

Taeeulhamjingi (Taeulhamjingi)

This power, which is the pure ‘true energy’ of the Yeongbo Pilbeop and my ‘innate true energy’, instantly filled my body and dantian, which are like a thousand-mile body.

Internal energy that has been consumed can be refilled at any time, but innate energy cannot be replenished.

An extreme force that cannot be handled.

It burned and circulated through my whole body, so I knew intuitively.

This is a power that is not yet granted to me.

A power that is far, far away from the current level.

That’s why I couldn’t do it.

I was not even allowed to get a taste of the Cheon-dun Sword Technique.

So don’t even think about the slightest possibility.

I ‘must’ not do it.

Still, I didn’t stop.

Clear your mind. Don’t hesitate. Don’t hesitate.

This is just the ‘strength’ that I think of, the ‘chivalry’ that I want to walk, and the one and only ‘reason’ that I have in my heart.

Even though my similarity has clear limitations, my similarity will resemble a ‘transcendent realm’ that surpasses everything.

Heavenly Sword Technique.

I’m putting my all on the line here.

First call.

It’s about pushing the boundaries.

Even if.

Even if I die here!

* * *

Hwaruk, hwarurururuk!!

The blazing fire spread in all directions, engulfing Jo Gye-ak’s energy.

Jo Gye-ak couldn’t believe the reality before his eyes.

Clearly, there was a wall of ‘limits’ that could not be overcome.

It would have been impossible to get over that fleeting moment.

······But how on earth?

Whoosh whoosh!!

The flames rising from Cheongun spread in all directions, burning everything.

The power that was like a fire that lasted for aeons continued to grow stronger without end. It was a power that even Jo Gye-ak could not control, but there was one thing that did not change.

Cheongun has already reached its limit.

“Do you think things will change if you unleash your innate energy?”

That’s just a kind of tantrum using innate energy······.

It is just a ‘reflection’ that burns fiercely for a brief moment before going out.

As soon as that moment passed, Cheongun was over.

If Cheongwoon can endure just one moment, he will destroy himself.

“It’s no use!!”

Jo Gye-ak exploded all the internal energy in his body.

However, the ‘fire energy’ that began to burn around Cheongun became a ‘strong energy’ in itself and covered Jogye-ak.

It was different from the fire that was fired with a strong energy into the Unwol Island. This fire demon that burned the entire space was an extremely strong power that even Jo Gye-ak could not dare to do anything about.

Jo Gye-ak took a big step back. Cheong-un followed him fiercely.

Whoosh whoosh!

Everything around Cheongun was on fire and disappeared. It was as if Cheongun himself had become a ‘flame’.

“That’s ridiculous!!”

It’s a power that makes no sense at all.

···You must avoid that seat.

I had to run away.

My pride was hurt, but I couldn’t help it.

Against that absurd power, Jo Gye-ak could not even conceive of a certainty of ‘victory’.

Jo Gye-ak hurriedly pulled away.

And that was when it happened.

Suddenly.

My body······would not move as I wanted it to. It was as if my entire body’s energy and blood vessels had frozen solid, as if I had turned into a stone statue.

As a result, the internal energy that had been circulating throughout my body was blocked at once, and my body suddenly froze and could not move.

It was only then that Jo Gye-ak was able to recognize the ‘something’ that had permeated his body.

‘poison···?’

It was poison.

But when on earth did that happen···.?

Jo Gye-ak’s gaze slowly turned. In the place he looked, standing there was ‘Dang So-hyang’.

The beauty of a peerless family, Dang So-hyang.

However, a terrible ‘poison’ that did not match her beauty was boiling over from all over her body.

It was the secret of the Sacheondangmun and the poisonous power of Tang So-hyang emitted by the Thousand Poisonous Limbs.

The Manryuwondokgong.

Technique – method.

A curse of heavenly poison.

The poisonous aura that had bloomed in Dang So-hyang spread out in all directions. It completely took over the entire space here, leaving Jo Gye-ak no time to respond.

Even though Jo Gye-ak had reached the peak of his power, he could not escape from Dang So-hyang’s influence in an instant.

And it was the same for others too.

“Mom, body···!”

“I can’t move···!”

All the unmanned personnel of the Jang Gangsu River were motionless. They seemed as if their feet were rooted to the ground, unable to control their bodies.

‘What is this···!!’

Jo Gye-ak’s eyes finally opened wide in ‘shock.’

And what followed was this.

There was a moment of silence.

Jo Gye-ak’s gaze turned to Cheong-un again.

With this, Jo Gye-ak could be seen.

Kwaaaa …

A huge and ferocious ‘fire dragon’.

The fire dragon raised its gigantic body and ascended high into the sky. At that moment, everything on earth became a single dot and disappeared into the distance, reaching the highest point of the sky.

Kwaaaa …

The ascended fire dragon fell to the ground.

To open its huge and vicious mouth wide and devour all things that exist on earth under the sky.

First of all.

The sound disappeared.

Following this, some of the water in the Poyang Lake evaporated due to the heat of the dragon, sending out a white vapor that covered the surrounding area.

The water vapor melted into the air, but it could not withstand the heat of the fire dragon and disintegrated and disappeared.

The fiery energy of the rising atmosphere.

It dug deep into Jo Gye-ak’s lungs with every breath, burning his insides.

Soon, the moisture that had seeped into the ground flared up. The ground, deprived of moisture, cracked and split like a dried-up rice paddy from an early drought, and spiderweb-like cracks were carved in all directions.

It feels like the outline of the world is collapsing.

The fire of eons.

A blazing landscape of all things.

·········It is an extraordinary martial art.

That couldn’t be called human martial arts.

It was an ‘extraordinary martial arts’ that the heavens did not permit, and therefore, it was a power that even the heavens could not handle, and a power that even the leader of the Cheonma (Heavenly Demon) cult······ could not ‘dare’ do anything about.

“W-This is ridiculous! How could you···! How could a mere human···!!!”

That was a power that humans could never, and should never, possess.

KWAAA …

The roar of a hungry fire dragon.

What Jo Gye-ak can do in front of that is······.

All he did was get swallowed up by the fire dragon.

Heavenly Sword Technique.

First call.

Annihilation Hwaryong Cham (滅殺fire dragon attack).

* * *

A blazing landscape of all things.

The giant fire dragon that rushed inside swept away and swallowed up the entire landscape that contained the Jogyeak.

No one raised a voice.

Also, there was no one who was not astonished.

Everyone gathered there could only cry out in silent shock.

As time passed, the eons of fire that had burned everything subsided.

So people could see.

The Jogye-ak was completely burned to a crisp.

And a man standing in front of her without a trace.

He had been wearing a mask at first, but he no longer did. The mask had also been consumed by the flames and turned into ashes.

Still, I couldn’t tell who he was, because his bloodied face was completely unrecognizable.

His appearance, so battered and wounded, made it seem like a miracle that he was even alive.

Although he didn’t fall, he just didn’t fall.

He was so precarious and dangerous that he looked like he would fall over if someone touched him.

If you gave a sword to a child, it seemed like it could kill him.

Complex visions, intertwined with various thoughts, come to mind.

Amidst such gazes, he raised his sword forward.

“The King of the Yangtze has fallen.”

The blazing fire was no more.

The fire dragon that devoured everything was no longer there.

however······.

“Who among you will stand in for the great king?”

···The momentum explodes.

He had hundreds of drones in front of him.

He looked as if he might fall over if hit hard.

Yet his appearance exuded an intimidating aura as if he were commanding the world.

Are you bluffing?

Of course it would be so.

The hand that was pointing the sword was trembling, and the two legs that were supporting his body looked like they would collapse at any moment.

however.

······I can’t approach.

The explosive momentum fills the entire Poyang Lake with seething violence.

The unmanned crew of the Jang Gangsu River began to hesitate and back away without realizing it. The reason was unknown.

The fighting spirit was crushed by the explosive momentum. The faces of the retreating warriors were filled with deep fear.

dump.

Someone knelt down toward him, and that was the beginning.

Thud. Thud.

The unmanned people of the Jangjiang River Waterway Cave knelt down one by one. Then, everyone in the Payang Lake knelt down, and with that, the entire Jangjiang River knelt down before him.

So.

As if bowing down to the true lord.

“Meet the new King of the Yangtze River!”

“Meet the new King of the Yangtze River!”

“Meet the new King of the Yangtze River!”

We have welcomed the new King of the Yangtze River and the true ‘Emperor’.