Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return - Chapter 300

Episode 299

“What does that mean?”

Hwang Bowon looked at his returning subordinates and frowned.

He was talking gibberish so I couldn’t understand what he was saying.

He frowned and pressed hard, causing his subordinates to flinch.

“Uh… I mean, kah… the blades are flying around, and anyway, that place should never be touched.”

“what?”

Hwang Bo-won snorted as if he was dumbfounded.

What do you mean by blades flying around and what about sword energy?

Doesn’t it sound like some kind of power has gathered the three Five Emperors in one place?

In reality, is that even possible?

The five emperors are absolute figures who can destroy Taishan.

Are these people gathered in one Korean-American family called Honam Danga?

It was ridiculous nonsense.

Hwang Bo-won looked at his subordinates with a sour expression.

“So, what did that guy who was the equivalent of the Five Emperors do?”

“Hoe… hoe…!”

“These crazy people…”

Hwang Bo-won raised his eyebrows and gave a dumbfounded look.

A person as skilled as Ohwang is doing hoe work?

If you say something like that anywhere, you will naturally be called a crazy person.

Hwang Bo-won grabbed his throbbing head.

It was my own fault for trusting these guys and letting them go.

A sigh escaped his mouth.

“There aren’t many people you can trust…”

“Matriarch, that place… you must never touch it!”

“Shut up! “Aren’t you embarrassed as a member of the Hwangbo family?”

Hwang Bo-won raised his voice.

It was Hwang Bose, who was said to be the mainstay of the Eight Great Families. However, if a newly emerging Shinheungse fails to do something, many powerful people will point their fingers and laugh at him.

Hwang Bo-won stood up from his seat as if he was getting irritated just thinking about it.

I was a fool for trusting these guys.

‘I wanted to have the Honam Danga guys come to me and make me kneel…’ Hwang Bo-won really didn’t like the fact that he had to make the move himself.

Originally, it was a situation where people from Honam Danga came all the time and knelt down and prayed, but it wasn’t enough.

He gritted his teeth and picked up the sword.

Now that things have come to this, I plan to crush Hwangbo’s family so thoroughly that they will never be able to touch it again. The road to Honamdanga was longer than I thought.

You have to leave Agyang and move to the southwest, but this is because the road itself has not been built.

It was difficult to walk on rough terrain, and the sights themselves were similar, so you could easily get lost.

Hwang Bo-won and members of the Hwang Bo-sega family walked in cold sweat.

“I heard… I heard that a immortal is alive…”

“What is a immortal?…”

Hwang Bo-won snorted.

He too had heard rumors about Honam Danga. Things like a house being built overnight or a hermit living there.

If you look at it through the eyes of those who do not know martial arts, they may misunderstand the ability to perform light attacks or use air power as Shinseonjutsu.

Because they are so amazing.

“If those guys are Shinseon, then we are also Shinseon.”

“haha! “It certainly seems like that.”

Some people burst out laughing.

However, some people’s faces turned blue at the ridicule they heard.

These were men who had already been to Honam Danga.

“That… wasn’t as good as Shinseon…”

“That’s right.”

“I really… don’t know if it’s okay.”

Their faces were full of anxiety.

Even though what I saw in front of me was not a lie, I was treating people like fools just because I did not see it with my own eyes.

There were undoubtedly masters who used hoes, and there were people who used empty tricks and threw ignorant sword techniques.

That place was a place that should never be touched.

“You’re not going to die, are you?”

“I might die…” The three people muttered with half-lost expressions.

There was no way Hwang Bowon in front of him could not hear that sound.

Even Hwang Bo-kwon, who was walking next to him, frowned.

“You weak bastards, how can Gasol of the Hwang Bose family say such weak things?”

“No… it’s not like that.”

“Are you going to say that nonsense again? “There is an absolute master at hoeing’?” No matter how many times I tell you, I don’t think anyone will believe me.

The men sighed and left everything to fate.

However, the anxiety that dug deep into my heart did not go away easily.

Eventually, after walking along the forest path for a while, I was finally able to reach my destination, Honam Danga.

And at that moment, Hwang Bo-won saw something.

It was a man carrying a burden.

If you look at the bad smell, it is definitely poop, but it must be because manure is being spread around the area. The smell stings your nose.

‘I’ve seen this face before…’

Hwang Bo-won looked at that face and fell into thought for a moment.

I kept feeling like I saw it somewhere.

But no one in particular came to mind.

Because there was no one he could remember among those who were lowly enough to carry the burden of shit.

“You bastard! “Is this the Honam Danga?”

The man who was spreading fertilizer blinked.

I thought about it for a moment and then sighed.

‘The guys behind them are the guys I saw in the morning, and the guy who dared to yell at me was the head of the Hwangbo family, right?’

I remembered it clearly because I had seen it a few times.

It was definitely not a pleasant meeting.

Moreover, isn’t Hwangbo-se the arrogant bastards who think they are so great that there are many factions in Sapa who are gnashing their teeth?

Sigh-!

Jeokmuseong decided to ignore it by just spreading fertilizer.

I decided that dealing with those guys one by one would not be of any help.

However, Hwang Bo-won must have felt so bad that he blushed and shouted.

“this guy-! Can’t you hear me? “Go inside and tell your master that Hwang Bo-won has come to visit.”

Sigh-!

Jeok Museong frowned again

and sprinkled manure.

Why are so many annoying people coming to visit since yesterday?

He slowly lifted the manure bucket and glanced at Hwang Bowon.

“What…?”

Hwang Bo-won felt somewhat ominous.

It looks like a species at first glance, but why is it lifting the bucket of manure without answering?

He even had a sinister look on his face.

At that time, Jeok Mu-seong took a step toward Hwang Bo-won.

At the same time, Hwang Bo-won, who had lost momentum, took half a step back.

“No… bastard! “Can’t you hear me?”

“It’s so crowded. “These rotten things…”

Jeok Mu-seong slowly headed towards them, holding a bucket of manure in his hand.

“Hehehe! Oh my, it’s a boat!”

“Wow…

“It smells really bad…”

Jang Sam-tae rolled around on the ground and burst into laughter.

The people of the Hwangbo family who came with great energy were hit with buckets of manure and their entire bodies were swollen.

Hwang Bo-won, who

can be said to be the pride of the Hwang Bo-se family, was so miserable that it is hard to imagine that he was beaten by just one person. Not only was he beaten with a bucket of manure, he was working in the field while carrying a bucket of manure.

His face was already shapeless, and as I approached him, an unpleasant smell stung my nose.

“Do it right.”

Jeok Mu-seong looked at it with a sour gaze.

He still had a bucket of manure in one hand, and he waved it without hesitation at anyone who did not do the job properly.

Chop rock-!

“Aaaah!”

The manure flew out in an instant and hit the lazy worker on the cheek.

A man was scared and wiped his face.

The expression on his face was that he really hated the feeling of being worse than the mind-boggling pain.

Everyone in the Hwangbo family who saw this trembled in fear.

It would have been better if I had been beaten to death.

Because my pride wouldn’t have been hurt.

What was most humiliating was the fact that they were being beaten with fertilizer.

The elites of the Hwangbo family, who had a strong position in the eight major families and a great position in the martial arts world, shed tears as they were humiliated for the first time in their lives.

“what? “Are these guys back again?”

At that time, apostolic science appeared. There was a large wild boar on his shoulder, and it looked like it had returned from hunting.

Because he was not wearing a mask, Hwang Bowon recognized his identity right away.

“Demon… Demon Emperor…?!”

“yes? “Do you know what this guy is, Hwangbo?”

“Yes, Hwang Bose wants you to go.”

Jeok Museong responded by throwing a bucket of manure.

I could not sense the slightest fear of Hwang Bose in his tone of voice.

However, on the contrary, the warriors of the Hwang Bo-sega were trembling.

There was no one else but the Demon Emperor in front of me.

A person who always brings death to others, regardless of political or political affairs.

An absolute expert who is said to have no one who can compete with him except the Emperor of the Five Emperors.

It’s truly out of this world.

So who is the man holding the bucket of manure who is casually speaking informally to such a monster?

Hwang Bo-won stared at Jeok Museong intently.

I feel like I’m thinking of something, but I can’t. I managed to bring out something that was deeply embedded in my memory and rarely came to mind.

“Wh… Yeomwang?!”

“Heek?!”

“That Red Mushroom!”

What nonsense is this?

Ma Huang and Yan Huang together?

Wasn’t Yanhuang Jeokmu-seong already known to be dead?

How is it that such a person is carrying a burden of excrement in Agyang and doing something that only servants would do?

“Hehehe, what’s going on?” At that time, a soft voice came from somewhere.

He was walking from afar and was holding a large basket in one hand.

I could see the fish fluttering and struggling as if they had been fishing.

The eyes of Hwang Bo-sega’s warriors grew wide as if they were torn apart again.

“Uh… how…

what should I say?

It was surprising that something like this actually existed.

The absolute leader of political factions, an invincible being like the sky and the sun.

Everyone worshiped him and bowed their heads in reverence. There was no one who did not respect him, and the warriors of the right faction swung their swords to catch up with him.

Hwang Bo-won shed tears.

Without realizing it, I sat down on the spot.

“How… the Sword Emperor… how…” His heart was greatly shaken.

The moment I saw the image of Namgungcheon, the Emperor of Swords, whom I thought I would never see again, I felt like my heart was going to explode.

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