Chapter 210. Can’t I Become Stronger?

The reason Jin Cheon chose Sichuan as the destination was because righteous martial artists were gathered there.

Currently in Sichuan, not only the local masters Emei Sect and Sichuan Tang Clan, but also disciples of the Wudang Sect and Shaolin were gathering moment by moment.

Wudang and Shaolin made an unprecedented bold decision in history to empty their main mountains under pressure from the Imperial Family and the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

Accordingly, Jin Cheon ordered through the Bat Squad to invest all available resources so that the disciples of Shaolin and Wudang could gather in Sichuan.

Was it only Shaolin and Wudang?

Martial artists opposing the Imperial Family and the Heavenly Dao Alliance were also stepping toward Sichuan.

‘Using Sichuan as an assembly point, we plan the execution of Dokgo Seong.’

That was Jin Cheon’s plan.

Since Sichuan was free from the threat of the Imperial Family and the Heavenly Dao Alliance due to its geographical characteristics, it was a very excellent decision.

On the way to Sichuan.

“When on earth are we going home?”

“We will return within three months at the latest.”

“Three months?”

Blood Qilin opened his eyes roundly.

“Yes, three months at the longest.”

“Oh my. I’ll die a stranger, die a stranger.”

“Might be.”

“Huh?”

“When this journey ends, someone will become unable to return home forever.”

“Wh, what do you mean by that?”

“A big fight will occur.”

“How big of a fight is it for you to speak like that? When your martial arts are high.”

“It might be more than the Righteous-Demonic War that occurred forty years ago.”

“Wh, what?!”

Blood Qilin was startled.

How fierce the past First Righteous-Demonic War was, and how many people died, was something one knew well even without experiencing it personally.

Because generally, if one is a martial artist, regardless of Orthodox, Unorthodox, or Demonic, it was common to hear about the Righteous-Demonic War until their ears wore out.

“What do you mean by that? That a big fight will occur.”

Cheon U-jin asked Jin Cheon.

“Is there something more?”

“Yes, First Senior Brother.”

“What kind of fight is it that…….”

“The Heavenly Dao Alliance. And…… the Imperial Family.”

“……!”

“This fight will be the furthest expedition in the history of the Cult. It is practically fine to view it as a war. Since we have to deal with not only tens of thousands of martial artists of the Heavenly Dao Alliance but also an army of a million.”

“……Preposterous.”

Cheon U-jin clicked his tongue as if appalled.

It was not because he couldn’t believe Jin Cheon’s words, but because he had never imagined a fight that big.

Given that it is no exaggeration to say the world was dyed with blood in the past First Righteous-Demonic War, to say more than that…….

“What on earth is happening.”

“I will tell you the details when we arrive in Sichuan.”

“Right, I will hear it then.”

Cheon U-jin did not urge Jin Cheon.

Not only was there no need to urge, but because he knew all too well that hearing the story now would only disturb his mind.

‘It is a truly cruel remark even though I said it.’

Jin Cheon made a bitter smile recalling the words he said to Blood Qilin a moment ago.

‘Yes, someone won’t be able to return home. Forever.’

It was clear that the last remaining big fight could not be won without someone’s sacrifice.

Heavenly Dao Alliance, Imperial Family, and the First Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong and the group following him.

Fighting against all those things and executing Dokgo Seong remaining last in this world would be a matter accompanied by great sacrifice.

‘Would it be different if I obtain the power of a Demonic God. Then could I protect everyone.’

Jin Cheon thought so suddenly.

Even though he reached the realm of Heavenly Demon Divine Qi Demonic Emperor, it was truly dumbfounding that he couldn’t be optimistic about the situation.

If it were another era, he would have risen to the position of the firm Strongest Under the Heavens, but not now.

Since the last remaining Dokgo Seong was a dangerous opponent enough to achieve Mutual Annihilation with the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, he couldn’t guarantee victory even after reaching the realm of Heavenly Demon Divine Qi Demonic Emperor.

‘Can’t I become stronger?’

Beyond the Demonic Emperor, the longing for the realm of Demonic God captured Jin Cheon.

Only one person in history.

If he reaches that realm pioneered only by the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, he would be able to execute Dokgo Seong single-handedly without having to watch anyone’s sacrifice…….

‘Cult Leader…… no, I want to see Master.’

Jin Cheon recalled his second teacher, the Iron-Blooded Demonic God.

Because currently, the only existence who could give him teachings was the Iron-Blooded Demonic God who reached the realm of the Strongest of All Time…….

* * *

Sichuan, where they ran urgently, was crowded with martial artists gathered from all over the Central Plains.

There were so many people everywhere that huts built by martial artists who couldn’t find an inn were springing up like mushrooms after rain.

That was a natural phenomenon.

Basically, martial artists were a class with strong rebellious temperament.

But since the Heavenly Dao Alliance suddenly acted as a dog of the Imperial Family, those who had antipathy toward it began to flock to Sichuan.

‘Good. Not bad.’

Jin Cheon looked at the martial artists filling Sichuan and was satisfied to some extent.

Because these gathered martial artists had plenty of room to act as allies in the coming war, so there was no reason for Jin Cheon to refuse.

“Big-brother! You came!”

Dang Cheon-wi was very happy and welcomed Jin Cheon as he visited again in just one month.

When they parted last, they said goodbye as if they wouldn’t meet for a while, but to think they would meet again this soon…….

“Are you that glad? Seems like not even a month passed.”

“Disappointing words! Isn’t Big-brother a person who welcomes three hundred sixty-five days a year?”

“Rascal.”

“Hahaha! Please come in quickly!”

“Right.”

Jin Cheon entered the main house of the Sichuan Tang Clan located in the center of Tang Clan Fort under Dang Cheon-wi’s guidance.

The Tang Clan’s manor visited again was at a level where it was no exaggeration to call it a small Murim Alliance.

Because not only key figures of Shaolin and Wudang but also many famous martial artists were staying as guests.

“Th, that person is!”

“Unrivaled…… New Demon!”

“Heok!”

They recognized Jin Cheon and were freaked out.

Currently in the Murim, no, under the heavens, the alias Unrivaled New Demon was like a synonym for fear.

Jin Cheon, who was already famous as a terrifying demonic practitioner, had his notoriety increased even more after the Qingcheng Sect extermination incident.

The decisive factor was killing Perfected Person Cheong-ryeong, the Great Divine Physician of Immortals, one of the supreme masters of the Orthodox Faction.

It was to the point where there were even those who did not hesitate to count Jin Cheon as the Strongest Master of the current era in the world.

That was mainly because the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, the true Strongest Under the Heavens and Strongest of All Time, was barely active and in a state close to seclusion.

“I see a few welcome faces.”

Jin Cheon grinned at them.

Among them, there were a few who were martial instructors at the Heavenly Martial Academy and treated Jin Cheon poorly.

Also, there were many who noticed the Sword Saint, who was the Righteous Heavenly Alliance Leader at the time, instead of congratulating Jin Cheon when he won the martial arts tournament.

Such people were now trembling in fear that he might pick a fight, let alone crawling on the floor in front of Jin Cheon.

Of course, Jin Cheon didn’t have even a speck of intention to harm them necessarily.

“It’s a bit much to greet one by one, so let’s do well in the future. Since we have no choice but to join hands inevitably.”

Jin Cheon left those words and moved his steps to meet Dang Seong-yeong, the Clan Head of the Sichuan Tang Clan.

“Oh, welcome everyone!”

Dang Seong-yeong ran out in his socks to welcome Jin Cheon’s party upon their visit.

Not only Jin Cheon but also Cheon U-jin, Cheol Yu-ra, Wi Mu-rin, Yeom Bi, Blood Qilin.

In addition, even terrifying demonic practitioners belonging to the top-tier martial groups of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

Just the demonic energy they emitted was enough to suffocate, so no matter that he was the Clan Head of the Sichuan Tang Clan, his face couldn’t help but turn pale blue.

“Everyone has been waiting. Please come in.”

“I will.”

Jin Cheon nodded, then turned his head to look back at Cheon U-jin.

“First Senior Brother, please come together as well.”

“Me?”

“It is a place to discuss matters that will decide the fate of the Cult, so how can you be missing, First Senior Brother?”

“Hmm.”

“My role and your role are different, so I would like you to attend.”

“Understood.”

Cheon U-jin nodded readily at Jin Cheon’s request.

In fact, Cheon U-jin’s role was very important.

Jin Cheon’s role was practically only one.

The battle with the First Heavenly Demon Dokgo Seong.

Why?

Because the only one who can deal with him was Jin Cheon.

“Welcome. It has been a long time.”

Shaolin Divine Monk Great Monk Gongheo welcomed Jin Cheon gladly.

“Seeing you again like this.”

The Sword Immortal also spoke to Jin Cheon in a friendly manner.

“Amitabha. You came well.”

Emei Sect Leader Abbess Hyeonchok also put her palms together toward Jin Cheon.

“Seventh Young Master of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, Jin Cheon, greets the various seniors.”

Jin Cheon took a clasped hands greeting toward them and paid respect.

That was courtesy toward senior martial artists who were infinitely high as a junior.

Also, it was courtesy toward comrades who would be together in the big fight to come in the future.

“The reason I am seated with various seniors like this today is, as you know, to prepare for the coming big fight.”

Jin Cheon slowly broached the subject.

* * *

Jin Cheon conveyed to them the fact that the newly ascended Emperor is the resurrected First Heavenly Demon, and that he seized not only the Imperial Family but also the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

The reaction was exactly as Jin Cheon expected.

“Hah!”

“How can such a thing!”

“Amitabha, Amitabha!”

The figures of the Orthodox side were confused as if they couldn’t believe it at all after hearing the facts.

The fact that Dokgo Seong, whom they thought died about forty years ago, actually did not die was shocking enough alone, but hearing that he seized the Imperial Family and even the Heavenly Dao Alliance, their vision couldn’t help but go dark.

“There is no way to avoid the fight. The method is only one. Only war.”

“…….”

The assembly was silent.

The First Righteous-Demonic War started with small-scale skirmishes and the spark of war grew larger and larger, eventually developing into sporadic fights occurring all over the Central Plains.

Just that war alone caused tens of thousands of martial artists to die, but now, with the intervention of the Imperial Family, a large-scale all-out war was predicted, so the scale was unimaginable.

Since even instances where an army of a million was mobilized in the history of the Central Plains were rare enough to be counted on one hand…….

“What do you intend to do?”

“We must fight.”

Jin Cheon answered Dang Seong-yeong’s question.

“Here.”

Jin Cheon’s finger pointed to a specific point on the map placed on the table.

“Gansu Province. The only way is to push in straight from here, occupy Hubei Province, and push straight to the east.”

“Will it be possible?”

“If it is impossible? Will you live in a world ruled by the Heavenly Demon like this?”

“Th, that is.”

“War cannot be avoided.”

Jin Cheon said firmly.

“By the way, may I know what the Cult Leader intends to do?”

The Sword Immortal threw a decisive question.

“If the Cult Leader steps forward personally, wouldn’t there be no need to wage war?”

The Sword Immortal’s question was sharp.

Iron-Blooded Demonic God.

If the one who reached the realm of the Strongest of All Time steps forward personally, he would be able to execute only Dokgo Seong without shedding much blood.

“……It is impossible.”

Jin Cheon spoke the words he couldn’t bear to say.

“The Cult Leader has already Ascended.”

“A, Ascended?!”

It wasn’t only the Sword Immortal who was surprised.

Everyone gathered in this place was surprised.

Who would have known that the Iron-Blooded Demonic God had Ascended?

“Since the Cult Leader has already Ascended, his intervention in the human world is extremely limited.”

“Amitabha. Do you mean the Cult Leader is delaying Ascension and staying in the human world?”

“Yes, Monk.”

Jin Cheon answered Great Monk Gongheo’s question.

“Hah!”

Great Monk Gongheo lamented.

Because in a situation like now, the fact that the Iron-Blooded Demonic God, the Strongest of All Time, could not step forward was a terribly regrettable and disappointing matter.

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