The Swordsman of the Gods

082. God or the Devil?

It ended with Wang Xian's sword slash at the cynical smiling Yongchun. Blood flowed even more profusely as Yongchun's body collapsed without a fight.

Only one of the swords he held and now released. He lay down leisurely, as if getting ready for sleep. The aura was thinning, the air of his existence felt vague. The flames burned all his organs, which is why he was unable to take up arms anymore.

Wang Xian's breathing was heavy. He then fell with a trembling body, only to realize that his strength had exploded out. Looking around, there were many casualties around them.

Surprised by this, everyone left looked at him with a suspicious look. Wang Xian was silent for a moment and let out a long sigh while staring at the pool of blood that was under his two feet.

At first glance, his gaze turned to Yongchun. Looking at the smile that was still on its back as if mocking then muttering something.

“Say the sentence, "Your hero", Leader Wang.”

“Basic monster. You deliberately incised a wound that was not at my vital point so that your strength could seep into my body. Fondling and making me sick, don't you?”

“People like you deserve the throne but before you have to suffer the loss of some of the people you care about. He ...” he said grimacing.

“It is not cool if you die just like that,” added Yongchun then held back laughter until his body trembled.

It is not worthy to be exemplified by Yongchun's reckless actions on this one. Sharing the same suffering, but the purpose of these two words is not only to make some of the population destroyed but there is another purpose hidden.

But it's not time for that yet.

“I'M THE CULT LEADER OF THE 7TH HEAVENLY, WANG XIAN! AFTER EMPEROR MING'S DEATH, I AVENGE THE FIGURE WHO KILLED HIM! AND TODAY, I AM YOUR LEADER!”

Shouts blared like lightning struck right at the position Wang Xian was in. A revered figure, a graced figure. Being hailed as an unsung hero has now been born thanks to the rulers of the middle eastern region.

The presence of Wang Xian as a swordsman who had annihilated the enemy was the most awaited by them. Suspicious gazes also turned to light—putting their trust and loyalty to him.

A LIFETIME!

Nia and Relia simply fell silent. Their minds were still shackled due to the dying state of Yongchun, about to go towards him but was restrained by Lin Lin who was in front of them.

“The eyes of the Gods will not be able to be finished off even by powerful deep-powered warriors like Leader Wang.” Lin Lin explained as he stretched his arms, blocking the path of the two of them.

***

A devious plan not fully discussed by the involved. Including his partner though, since his sudden arrival by falling from the sky to the bottom of the blue sea. Of course everyone will be fixated on the existence of Yongchun is very concentrated.

Plus, Yongchun back then had just gone through the longest and fastest path of hell. The time he used in hell was quite long but once into the world, that time was only missed for a week or maybe not until.

Then, Bon. Apparently Yongchun used this enemy as well as his friend to do something. Being injured, Bon will most likely not be able to catch Yongchun who suddenly left again.

But what happens, if the next day he chases Yongchun?

Had he thought of some time after he reached the northeast region. And now, this night Bon just arrived to the same area. Came by ship to find Yongchun.

Harness Bon's grudge against him by allowing Leader Yin Ao Ran to come replace Yongchun's role.

Remember, one of the warriors who came with a blood-soaked body? Yongchun was in disguise, making Yin go to the place where Bon had just set foot to the northeast.

Bon and Yin face each other.

Man with masked face. The long straight white hair looked very bright and soft, he felt.

Bon looked at him with a indifferent look. He ignored the man and went through it.

“Hey, you! You must be the subordinate of the ruler of the middle eastern region, Asyura! What are you here for?”

So the name is forbidden to Bon and heard directly in both ears. He stopped and turned his head and looked at Yin with a look of annoyance.

“Ah, you must know the whereabouts of Asyura, huh? Can you tell me?” bon asked in a slightly raised voice as he pulled out two small black boxes from his pants pocket.

“Means—”

Blars!! One small explosion made Yin steps slip. Almost his body was scattered, he was able to react faster than expected.

His hands were slightly burnt, it seemed that he was starting to be wary of the enemy in front of him.

“This guy just told me after Yongchun's real name was mentioned? Are they not fellow colleagues?”

Yin could only now guess the existence of Bon. The man with the turban on the head actually looked furious after Yongchun's real name was called and heard by him.

They exchanged looks with each other. Awareness of the movements and think of the simulation of the fight in the mind.

Like buried treasure and life, a little wrong when stepping will make them desperate.

“I asked you,” said Bon from a distance without approaching. “Do you know where Ashura is? I want to slash his back just like he did it to me a few days ago!” continue with a firm voice.

“If I don't know?” sahut Yin's.

“You must know. Because it's impossible if you don't know but instead say his name in front of me. Did you think I was his subordinate? Don't be funny, neither you nor you, you are my enemies. So don't expect you to be forgiven me,” Bon said with a frown.

“You are only a weak soul. Can what? Against me who has practiced deep energy science. You can die,” Yin said arrogantly.

“Hm, really? Try to show,” said Bon as if underestimating as he raised his right hand.

Yin became trapped and inevitably he had to solve the foreign pests. Because if it is not cleaned up then it will have bad consequences in the future.

“Do not get to hi—” color

Undone Bon chattered about the thing he hated about him. Now, Yin actually shows directly the power of his inner energy. A pitch-black color formed a shadow sword.

Made both Bon's eyes wide open. Shocked and upset because the black color is what he hates. Hate because Asyura (Yongchun) once took it out.

The drap! Darting rapidly towards him, immediately some of those shadow swords charged forth mercilessly. However, in a straight look, Bon was very nimble to avoid it.

Pulling as well as swinging his sword directly towards the neck of Yin Ao Ran. Just before scratching him he said something.

“Should I be dealing with someone who is his kind? This really pisses me off,” sniffed Bon while grinding his teeth.