The Swordsman of the Gods

012. The Other Side Wang Xian

Leader Luo crawled out, he moaned in pain with a body covered in blood. When it was everyone no one could help him, there was only a Yongchun.

“You apparently!?” cry Leader Luo.

He was angry, but I don't know what. Yongchun simply fell silent without thinking of anything.

“Lo leader, this is all because of yourself. Never paying attention to your followers is a big mistake. But whatever has happened here is really not my fault so there should be no grudge between us,” Yongchun said as he sat crouching down facing him.

“Omong empty! You made them do this all because of your god damn eyes, didn't you? How could they do this just because of that trivial thing. Even my right hand has betrayed me. How unbelievable!” bawdy.

“Hey, listen. I was just telling you about what I was doing in the civil war. Endless attacks from them especially from my own friends. Do you understand what I mean?”

Suddenly Leader Luo fell silent as he thought of something about his words.

“Civil war? Who exactly are you?”

Hearing Leader Luo ask who he was, Yongchun then smiled. He also told the truth. Yongchun himself was the ruler of the middle eastern region of Ashura.

Originally Leader Luo had also expected it but he finally understood better why Yongchun's vision was closed. Then the aura that gushed out was also, he was already convinced that Yongchun was the one.

Leader Luo coughed. The wounds he suffered were so severe that his blood flowed out and flooded the road.

***

The next day, at Wang's house. Early in the morning, someone knocked at his gate. The steps of one swordsman limped and the sound he let out slowly became very soft.

Wang Xian came out as soon as he heard there was someone outside. He looked at the dying man cynically.

“Dia ..he is the ruler of the northeast region, Asyura! Please, finish him Leader Wang!” the door by welding. The swordsman was a follower of Luo, he came in with a wound and wished Leader Wang to do something to Yongchun (Ashura).

Then, Wang Xian only smiled faintly. As he made the man lean against the wall.

Then said, “I know.”

Cracks!

Wang Xian's mercilessness was not to help but to kill him. A cruel figure like this was only the beginning. As if he was planning this.

“Basic, the swordsman. Doing too much. But it doesn't matter to me, since Leader Luo must also have died in his hands? This way I don't have to dirty my hands anymore,” said Wang Xian.

The dawn has dawned, everyone is back to work with passion. But Yongchun had not come home since yesterday, after what had happened at the Luo residence he might be avoiding cult leaders especially Wang Xian.

The wind in the forest sounded like a tantrum from someone. Dancing trees and leaves signify strong winds continue to blow over them.

At that moment Yongchun was alone heading towards the forest, hoping that he would meet with Leader Yin. There were many things he wanted to say and ask but it was very difficult to meet Leader Yin.

The clear river water was very calm. The birds fly freely around the forest. The few hours that he waited until the sun rose even higher Leader Yin did not come and attack him.

“Hah, absolutely no one can be trusted here.” Yongchun sighed.

Shortly after, someone came. It was Wang's cousin, Wang Nam, who had taught him how to properly conduct internal energy.

“Uncle Yongchun, what are you doing here?” ask Wang Nam.

“I was just waiting for someone but never came. So I sleep here,” replied Yongchun half-consciously.

“Oh, so it seems.”

Wang Nam came on this day almost noon to train for a while. Swinging the empty sword, running around the forest and others so that the stamina he had was getting stronger and stronger.

“Wang Nam, you're not tired of doing that?” ask Yongchun. Apparently he was no longer sleepy.

“Yes? I just practice this alone including light for other warriors. Uncle himself just came here to wait for someone who might not come, isn't that a waste of time? How about I train myself?” Wang Nam suggested.

Yongchun shook his head. He has no interest in training himself now. Wang Nam, who was also very tired from the practice he started by himself, finally sat down next to Yongchun, taking a break.

“Uncle, seems like a lot you're thinking about, huh? Even though your eyes are closed, the expression is clearly still visible,” Wang Nam quipped.

“Maybe yes, but I was too thoughtful about it. After all, is it not natural to have complicated thoughts when you are an adult?” yongchun.

“Uncle is right too. Sometimes Uncle Xian also has the same face as you currently do. A face that has a lot of thoughts. So different from my father who is a drinker,” chirps.

“Even Wang Xian has also been like this. Well, everyone must be too. Hey, Wang Nam. There's something I want to talk to you about. It's about 7 Heavenly, do you know this?” ask Yongchun.

“7 Heavenly? Of course everyone knows that. The cult leaders were in different sects. Starting from Wang, Luo, Zhao, Yang, Li, Xie, then the last Yin. Why ask such a thing?”

Wang Nam even knew about the sequence. Order based on their strength. Leader Wang was the one who was in the first position, so it was no wonder that he was close to Emperor Ming. Yet Luo? Luo was the second, Yongchun felt strange but could not deny that it turned out that Leader Luo was as easy to manipulate.

Even though Yongchun himself accidentally did something like that.

“Hah ..really disappointed. Though I wonder what strength Leader Luo possesses. But I didn't think it would be that easy for him to get hurt,” Yongchun muttered softly as he again sighed.

“What's uncle? Look tired so ..” Wang Nam showed a confused face.

“Nothing. Oh yes, Wang Nam. Do you understand anything about, "The cursed Eye of God", have you heard of this story or something?” ask Yongchun.

Wang Nam showed that confused face again. Apparently he really did not understand what he was talking about. But it was this that kept him thinking about something, many of the cult leaders who always offended his blind eyes. Yongchun was worried.