Book 6 Chapter 36

Galhyobong of Bloodstream

Once, he graduated at the top of Macheon Academy,

a man who gathered all the expectations of the entire martial arts world.

However, from one day, he suddenly changed

and became an uncontrollable murderer.

What could have made the star of the dark path, who was said to have a bright future,

suddenly turn? No one knows the reason.

A murderer who sweeps away everything in front of his eyes! His sword was incredibly sharp, and no one could block it. It was only after four of the ten elders of Macheon Academy stepped forward that he was subdued. The ten elders couldn't bring themselves to kill him.

Old feelings made their hands hesitate. He was once a promising talent who trained under them, was called the greatest genius, and received much love. How could they have dared to wield lethal force against him?

Moreover, he was the grandson of Gal Jung-hyeok, the God of War and Demon. A unilateral decision was impossible. Thus, he became a prisoner confined in Cheonmaloe. And nine years have passed since that day.

Now, though he was a presence being forgotten by people one by one, there were still many who remembered him and his dreadful actions.

If Galhyobong were to escape from Cheonmaloe and cause trouble, it would be easy to make excuses, was Chisahan's thought. After all, he had been imprisoned in Cheonmaloe for nine years. There had been more than one escape attempt. Even if his reason faltered, his desire for freedom remained unchanged, and he constantly attempted to escape. He was like a beast in a cage, biting the bars with its teeth and scratching the walls to get out. He had no idea how many times he had scratched at the solitary cell door. The number of times he had replaced broken chains was uncountable. He had even changed solitary cells twelve times.

Even when acupoints were pressed and seals were placed on Galhyobong, he would somehow break the applied seals and attempt to escape. Especially when his blood boiled and he went into a frenzy, the chains that bound him would often snap like rotten ropes. His martial prowess was unpredictable and erratic.

However, they couldn't destroy his dantian or sever his meridians. That was absolutely unacceptable. Each escape attempt only resulted in more chains and thicker ones being added.

So, another escape attempt would be no surprise. Of course, this time, the escape would be successful, unlike before.

Punishing a few prison guards would be enough to cover the eyes of both sides for now.

Galhyobong was a kind of sacrifice. No matter how skilled Galhyobong was, it was inherently impossible for him alone to kill all the targets, and they didn't expect it.

What Chisahan needed was not so much his skill as his status. If he were to die by the hands of a righteous path cultivator for any reason, the Black Heaven Alliance would not stand idly by. No matter what anyone said, he was the grandson of the former leader of the Black Heaven Alliance, Gal Jung-hyeok, the God of War and Demon, and the eldest son of the current leader of the Black Heaven Alliance, Gal Jung-cheon, the Tyrant King.

Chisahan was aiming for a win-win situation, benefiting from both sides.

The death of Galhyobong, the grandson of the God of War and Demon, Tyrant King Gal Jung-hyeok! The disciples of Cheonmu Academy involved in his death!

His death could escalate into an issue between the righteous and unrighteous paths.

Furthermore, if this plan succeeded, the bloodline of Gal Jung-hyeok, the God of War and Demon, would be severed here. The successor would disappear. This was exactly what Chisahan was aiming for.

And this was also a part that Lei Zongming could never understand.

"Yet you plan to use him? Are you trying to directly challenge the authority of your Black Heaven Alliance? How will you bear his wrath?"

Having personally guarded Gal Jung-hyeok's memorial tablet a hundred years ago, Lei Zongming knew better than anyone how terrifying he was.

"More than half the reason for using him in this plan is his background. That's why he's even more valuable. His value as a sacrifice, that is."

Seeing the sinister smile on Chisahan's face, Lei Zongming felt a chill run through his entire body.

"Since the prison is also close, it will be even easier to make excuses!"

Chisahan, who smiled like a child playing with a toy while planning something that could lead to a great bloodshed, felt even more terrifying to Lei Zongming.

'Did I misjudge this man?'

Lei Zongming suddenly felt that he might have underestimated Chisahan.

"I have already received permission from the Grand Prince. Now the real operation begins."

Chisahan's attitude was firm.

As if giving up on stopping him, Lei Zongming asked,

"He's been in a state where we haven't been able to do anything for almost five years! Can you control him?"

If there were a way to bring Galhyobong back to his senses, it would have been used long ago. The fact that it hadn't been used yet meant there was no way.

"There is no way to bring him back to his senses, but we can suppress his spirit and make him act according to our intentions."

It was an extremely dangerous method, and the risk to the person involved was too great.

"Do you have such a skilled spirit controller?"

Lei Zongming asked.

"We will send the Heavenly and Earthly Twin Killers!"

Chisahan answered calmly. Hearing his answer, Lei Zongming's eyes widened in shock. The old man, over a hundred years old, was too often shocked today, putting a strain on his heart.

"The Heavenly and Earthly Twin Killers, the Soul Summoning Sword, the Underworld King's Saber?"

It was natural for Lei Zongming to be so stunned and pale. The Heavenly and Earthly Twin Killers were one of their strongest forces, and their combined martial prowess was superior to that of three hundred ordinary martial artists. Not only that…

When they moved, it meant that their subordinate units, the Soul Summoning Squad and the Underworld King Squad, would also move with them.

They had been restrained from acting due to their cruel methods, which had provoked public outrage in the martial world… Now Chisahan was speaking of using such individuals without hesitation.

"Wouldn't that lack too much secrecy?"

To Lei Zongming, Chisahan's actions seemed to be deliberately escalating the situation.

'It must be a misunderstanding…'

He desperately denied the doubts arising in his mind.

"It's fine. It's best to finish things decisively,"

Chisahan said with a firm expression.

"Kin slaying kin! Oh, what a tragic and sorrowful event!"

He said with exaggerated gestures, and a chillingly bizarre smile played on his lips. Lei Zongming felt a sense of dread.

Returning to his office, Chisahan rang the bell and summoned his subordinate, Cheonrihori.

Cheonrihori rushed over as soon as Chisahan called and prostrated himself before him.

"Where are the Heavenly and Earthly Twin Killers these days?"

"Yes! They are currently passing the time in the Asura War."

"Is that so? I will meet them myself! Since they are so arrogant and unruly, I must deal with them personally! And immediately issue a general mobilization order to the Twin Killer Squad!"

"A-All of the Twin Killer Squad?"

It was natural for Cheonrihori to be surprised. The Twin Killer Squad was the combined term for the Soul Summoning Squad and the Underworld King Squad, the direct subordinate combat units of the Heavenly and Earthly Twin Killers.

These were individuals trained by the Heavenly and Earthly Twin Killers, who were feared even in the dark path. Although the Dark Shadow Swift Squad was formidable, in a full-scale battle, they were far inferior to the Twin Killer Squad.

'Are they planning to wage war?'

It was not unreasonable to have such a thought.

"Since when have you started questioning my orders?"

Chisahan's tone became cold.

"S-Sorry."

"Thwack!"

Cheonrihori quickly bowed his head to the ground and apologized obsequiously.

After looking at them with a contemptuous gaze for a moment, Chisahan took out a letter from his pocket and threw it towards Cheonrihori.

Chae-yung quickly caught the letter with both hands before it hit the ground.

"Send that letter to the Lord of Cheonmaloe Prison, Sahmanggdo, Chasangyu, and instruct him to provide all conveniences to the person who will visit next. Deliver it directly and as discreetly as possible!"

"Yes!"

"Process it as an urgent dispatch!"

"I will report back!"

Cheonrihori Gong-guk bowed in respect and left the room. A trickle of blood flowed down his forehead.

"Hehehe, the real beginning is now! Everything is according to the will of His Excellency, the Supreme One!"

A cold glint flickered in Chisahan's eyes.