I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 420

Episode 420: Heavenly Palace (1)

Banya kept her mouth shut in the face of the torrent of reprimands, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

Even if I had a mouth, I would have nothing to say.

The duty of a Celestial Lion is to correct the critical points of the area assigned to him and follow the orders of the nameless one.

Their territory was so vast that there was no place beyond their reach, from Islam to the far West.

But what more can be said when he, the one who served the master closest and was in charge of the central plains, failed in his uprising?

If he hadn't recently acquired the dragon body, today's sacrifice would have been Banya, him.

"If you had left it to me from the beginning, it would have been finished a long time ago. Tsk tsk."

Whoosh. Banya's gaze sharply turned. He saw someone spewing sarcasm at the pale-skinned man.

It was Dalsimun, the Heavenly Palace Lion who had recently made a great contribution to filling the critical point by starting the war between the Black Sheep Dynasty and the White Sheep Dynasty in the Western Region.

He was also the one who posed the greatest threat to Banya's position.

Maybe that's why I couldn't hold it in this time, and opened my mouth, which I had been keeping shut with patience.

"Don't talk so easily. Even if someone had stepped forward, it would have been worse. It wouldn't have been less. Especially if you, Dalsimoon, are someone who only talks."

"Oh, there's nothing more uglier than a defeated general's protest. I never thought I'd hear it from you."

"Let's see if they can keep talking like that even when they face them directly."

"Don't worry. I'll take care of whatever you haven't done in a moment. The same goes for Cheonsan and Jungwon."

Bam. Banya, who had been biting his lip, turned his head again.

This is the position he came from after dealing with the most trusted Huns of the unknown.

But to suffer such humiliation because of just one failure.

"Sword Lord, Demon Lord, and Young Master. I will make sure that you will neither live nor die."

This is the moment when the desire for revenge becomes even stronger.

and.

"Ohhhh-!"

As the believers' gasps of wonder erupted, a radiant light burst from the dragon's sunken eyes.

Paaaaat!

The once dark hall became as bright as day, and as if that wasn't enough, a splendid light rose like a pillar outside Miinbong Peak.

As if to announce the news of birth to the whole world.

The twelve lions raised their heads with faith in their eyes.

Banya also had a face full of joy as if he had never been angry before, and his eyes were filled with dragons.

Then, a moment later, a person began to fall from the sky, emitting light as if a god had descended.

Around him, countless small, fluttering energies fluttered like a swarm of butterflies.

It was a moment when everyone was swept up in ecstasy just by looking at it.

It was obvious.

"The master was born…!"

The master of the palace.

It was the moment when the nameless were reborn.

The angel of heaven at the forefront welcomed him with a tone of emotion.

"My lord-!"

A pitiful cry poured out calling out to him as he descended again.

Banya also fell to her knees, unable to control her emotions.

Then, out of anger, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Master, please forgive my sins!"

Banya shouted as if possessed.

What day is today?

It is the day when the reborn nameless declares that he will start everything anew.

But he ran away after being treated with contempt by the very god he was about to offer as a sacrifice.

A halo of light descends overhead as if a prophecy is being passed down.

He descends.

An intense light filled everyone's vision.

* * *

Pagoda forest of Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Central Plains

"Om Ive Ive Iya Maha Sirye Sabha (Om Ive Iya Maha Sirye Sabha)."

"Om Ive Ive Iya Maha Sirye Sabha (Om Ive Iya Maha Sirye Sabha)."

The elders and Shaolin monks gathered in the pagoda rim recited mantras and bowed a thousand times.

Knock, knock, knock. Shinseung, who had been squeezing his eyes shut while striking the moktak, slowly opened his eyes and slowly raised his head, and the scream of the enraged heavens rang out in his ears.

Kkururung! Kwakwakwang!

Like a bolt from the blue, dark clouds swallowed the red sun and lightning struck without warning.

"Immeasurable Life Buddha… How could this happen…?"

Even for Shinsung, who had a glimpse of the weather, this was his first time experiencing something like this.

It was as if the whole world was covered in magic.

"What on earth is going on…."

As if representing the helplessness of the mind, a mantra resonated ceaselessly throughout Sungsan.

* * *

Kunlun Mountain in Central Plains

"Huh… The true devil has awakened. Amitabha."

As the monk read the ominous flow of weather on Mount Sung, there was a nun standing closer, facing the sky.

It was Hyopseung Wall Street who repented of his treasonous crimes and went into hiding.

Although he had abandoned his martial arts skills and appeared old and weak, his eyes could not hide the mysteriousness of the past.

"A sign that the world will be destroyed…"

The dark energy swirling up from the mountains will soon engulf the world.

This was a miracle that no one could stop.

Is this a blessing in disguise?

"There can't be two heavenly horses in one sky. There already exists a heavenly horse that owns the world… Please give me the horse…"

Hyopseung closed his eyes tightly and prayed with all his heart.

I hope he saves the world.

* * *

Shanxi Martial Arts Alliance Rock Carving Office

Knock! Kwang! Lightning strikes through the night shadows on the window.

The already eerie rock carvings felt even more chilling.

And those who had gathered also sat in a circle with serious expressions on their faces.

Chun-gae, Hyeon-yang, and Namgung Ye-na of the Murim Alliance. And then there was the Cheonma Shingyo's Yal-tak, Dan-ye-hwa, and the Bigungju who suddenly showed up at night. And then there was Geomchi of the Sadoryeon.

In effect, the core of the three major powers leading the Central Plains gathered in one place.

“But… Yeomno, why are you sitting there?”

"There is no seat."

"star."

The salty man sitting next to Geomchi is a bonus.

There were two reasons why they gathered together like this.

"Let's get this straight. The last place he visited was Chohwangmun, right? And he disappeared with the two elders. Right?"

One of them is the sudden disappearance of the master of the Central Plains, Ma Cheon-so, the King of Martial Arts.

Yaultak nodded with a serious expression in response to his question. Judging by his face, he seemed to have been through quite a bit of mental anguish.

After all, Ma Cheon-so had disappeared without a word more than once. He didn't show it, but you can imagine how worried he must have been.

"Yeah, that's right. This is it."

"Mommy, what's this swear word, but it's not wrong? Anyway, then we have the answer. The Central Plains work is probably finished. The three of you must have gone on a trip."

It's a reasonable guess. However, Yalutak shook his head without hesitation.

"Wrong. He went to Cheonsan. Except for me, the second-in-command!"

"Che, Cheonsan?!"

Chun-gae's face was filled with shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

It's a thousand mountains.

You probably didn't go there to pick flowers, right? Why would you go there where the Demonic Cult and the Heavenly Palace have established themselves?

"Why! Why are you there without saying anything!"

"How would I know that, you little beggar!"

"Oh my gosh…"

"Anyway, it's certain that he went to Cheonsan. The jiangshi is chasing him. You understand, right, Mo Yong-hui."

Chun-gae touched his forehead. After Yang-jak, it was Mo-yong-hui.

I didn't go there to die on my own two feet, so what made you go there again?

However, this would be unfair to Murong Hui if he heard it. It was fate that he couldn't be far from Ma Cheon-so, so he had no choice but to go, even if he didn't want to.

"Oh, you two are noisy. There's no way Yeonju would have gone without thinking, and it's clear that she wants us to follow her. So let's hurry and go."

Geomchi spoke urgingly. He, too, was well aware of the relationship between Murong Hui and Ma Cheon-so.

So I was sure.

Ma Cheon-so must have calculated that if he disappeared into Cheonsan first, Murong Hui would lead them and follow him.

'And even then, there's still a kid left.'

Geomchi licked his lips and continued speaking, looking out the window.

"And I've had a bad feeling since earlier. It's dirty and low… It feels similar to when Yeonju was reborn."

At Geomchi's words, Hyeonyang, Namgung Yena, and the princesses also nodded.

Something was off.

Dark clouds moving like a rushing current. Lightning striking from all directions. Even the crimson moon.

Doesn't it seem as if the heavens are angry?

Geomchi said with his eyes hardened.

"The lotus flower could be dangerous."

A heavy silence falls.

Everyone's faces were filled with worry at the thought that Ma Cheon So could be in danger.

It was that sincere. As much as I cared for him more than anyone else.

Chun-gae suddenly sat up and said.

"The Murim Alliance will take the lead. But that guy is the leader, so we have to protect him. Don't you think?"

Following this, Yalul Tak also jumped up from his seat and shouted.

"Not the leader, but the cult leader! I will protect the cult leader! Woohoo!"

Geomchi snickers.

"You idiot. You're not a cult leader, you're a member of a group. Let's go. Let's go get the owner who ran away."

"Let's go-!"

The Murim Alliance, the Cheonma Shingyo, and the Sadoryeon began to move.

The destination is Cheonsan.

* * *

Cheonsan Ilbong Cheonmadong Biro

The place Ma Cheon-so encountered was a very narrow room.

A narrow passage with all kinds of writings engraved on both walls like wallpaper.

"Here is…"

I was taken aback.

I thought it would be a place full of ornate patterns and decorations since it was said to be the tomb of the Heavenly Horse.

What a place covered in such messy writing.

Doesn't this look like a place where a madman would be locked up?

Could it be that I came to the wrong place?

No, that can't be.

Ma Cheon-so, his expression hardened, carefully scanned the text right next to him.

Then, the corners of his mouth quickly rose.

If going against your false doctrines means being a traitor, I will do it a hundred times, a thousand times. I will become your heavenly demon.

It's his trace.

"We finally meet, Master."

Master.

It was clear where the first Heavenly Horse had stayed.

Although I gave an example of a priest-student relationship, the only connection I had with him was a mural depicting the Heavenly Demon God.

But, I was happy to find the words he wrote here, and my heart was touched.

Perhaps that's why I began reading the passage with a more serious mind.

Where did it begin? Perhaps from the very beginning. No, even before that. It may have been decided.

"If I hadn't come to Cheonsan. If I had stopped you. If I had, would things have been different for us?"

It's pointless. The past is gone, and it can't be changed.

Ma Cheon-so's expression hardened coldly.

Because the regret felt in the text was deeply ingrained.

And I had a vague idea who it was aimed at.

Your mistaken belief that one person's death becomes another's life ignores the most primal desire we all strive to uphold: the fundamental principle of destiny. By what standard, exactly, do you determine this? You are not a god. Elphea.

Elphea. Is that the nameless one's original name?

There is no one else who harbors such arrogant thoughts.

One thing was certain.

The relationship between Cheonma and Myeong was deeper than anything else. And Cheonma showed respect to Myeong.

So, it was clear that Cheonma had fallen into many troubles as he watched the man he was close to go mad.

"I guess keeping someone like Myeong-oeng close to me was the cause of my trouble. He was more naive than I thought."