novelraw Chapter 211 : Chapter 211
Chapter 211 : Chapter 211
Chapter 211. Heavenly Emperor Cult (4)
Paeng Daecheol hurriedly threw his body to the side to avoid the spear flying at him from the front.
The Heavenly Emperor Cult Leader and the martial artists carrying the four-person palanquin were Jin Yuseong's responsibility.
However, the ones left were not just the Heavenly Emperor Cult Leader's disciples.
They had left some believers behind as a form of escort.
Their number was a little less than twenty.
It was quite troublesome to subdue them without killing them.
In addition, there were disciples in the back casting spells.
“As swiftly as the statutes and ordinances command!”
Following the shamans’ incantations, fire birds and lightning bolts flew at them.
Paeng Daecheol and Hwangbo Ak would imbue their qi into the Thunder Dragon Blade and gauntlets to shatter the spells.
“Ah, it doesn't hurt!!”
Nam Geon simply endured with his body and advanced.
When the offensive spells didn't work, they cast spells in a different way.
The ground would shake, and sometimes tree trunks would suddenly grow from the dirt floor, trying to grab their legs.
At times, their vision would momentarily darken, or they would see illusions.
Whenever their posture faltered and they hesitated, the believers would swing their weapons at them.
Nam Geon simply endured all those attacks with his body.
Each time, a metallic sound echoed.
CLANG!
Hwangbo Ak blocked or avoided the onslaught without difficulty and, in his spare moments, sent out fist qi to attack the shamans.
“These vile shaman bastards!”
As if they had noticed Hwangbo Ak’s aim, some of the shamans cast defensive spells.
“Keuk!”
“Youngest disciple, focus on defense!!”
In this way, Nam Geon and Hwangbo Ak were coping admirably in their own ways and were gradually approaching the shamans.
The problem was Paeng Daecheol.
This was his first real battle.
In the past few days with Jin Yuseong, he had disposed of some Underworld figures and bandits.
But that was a fight that was laughable to even call a battle.
To borrow Jin Yuseong's expression, it was just cleaning.
Very simple cleaning at that.
This was his first real battle where his life was on the line.
It was because after obtaining the martial arts of the Thunder Blade Emperor, he had secluded himself in the mountains and only trained for over a decade.
So, it was overwhelming.
The pressure that he could die.
Furthermore.
‘Damn it. If I accidentally kill them, I'll have no face to see the Great Hero Jin!’
He was afraid of killing innocent people, even by mistake.
That burden was making his movements sluggish.
Just then, Hwangbo Ak screamed at the dawdling Paeng Daecheol.
“You Paeng clan bastard!! What in the world are you doing!!”
“Shut up, you stupid oaf who only knows how to fight!”
“That's what I said!! Martial arts are best learned through real combat! You coward!”
Paeng Daecheol gritted his teeth.
Anger surged.
It wasn't just because of that fool's words.
He had been angry even before.
He had heard a rough account from Jin Yuseong before coming here.
About the Heavenly Emperor Cult's proselytizing methods.
And he had encountered it directly here.
The sight of fanatics who had been completely brainwashed by drugs and the illusions of formations.
- Oh, Heavenly Emperor!! Please pull our daughter out of hell!!
The image of the middle-aged woman who had uttered strange words still lingered in his mind.
There were hundreds of such people here.
The enemies before his eyes now were the same.
“Just kill us!!”
The martial artists cried out, asking to be killed instead.
“Kuaaaack!”
Soon after, they screamed in terrible pain and swung their weapons at him.
‘Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.’
Anger surged.
At the evil deeds of the Heavenly Emperor Cult.
At Hwangbo Ak's words that hit the mark.
And most of all.
‘Paeng Daecheol, you goddamn idiot! What kind of hero are you, what kind of great hero!!’
At the path he had walked so far.
Jin Yuseong's words were right.
He would enter the Jianghu only after mastering his martial arts?
In the meantime, countless people in Jianghu were suffering without any fault of their own.
His anger grew uncontrollably.
Accordingly, his breathing became rough.
“Hoo-wook. Hoo-wook.”
As his anger surged, his dantian and blood vessels boiled.
He was approaching qi deviation.
Ironically, that anger reduced his burden.
‘Paeng Daecheol, you idiot. How long are you going to be scared.’
He channeled the immense energy that had begun to boil into the Thunder Dragon Blade all at once.
‘This is the martial art I received from the Great Hero Jin. It is the Fighting Venerable’s heart art!’
It was the energy of the Primordial Origin Heart Art, not Thunder Qi.
It wasn't perfect yet, but he had been training to perform the Thunder Blade Art with the energy of the Primordial Origin Heart Art on his way here.
‘Yes. I just have to do it as I've trained! Just as I've been doing!’
It didn't just mean the training during the journey here.
He had secluded himself in the mountains for over a decade and only trained.
If he couldn't do what he had been doing for over ten years, he wasn't just an idiot, but a complete idiot.
Once he overcame the pressure, he could see various paths.
“Haaaaaaat!”
With a rough shout, Paeng Daecheol swung the Thunder Dragon Blade with all his might.
Then, a massive energy burst out of the Thunder Dragon Blade at once.
CRACKLE!
Even though it wasn't Thunder Qi, such a sound echoed.
A hegemonic energy, seeming to tear flesh with just a graze, advanced.
It was an energy that would tear a human body to shreds and blow it up if hit directly.
Just before that immense energy collided with the nearest martial artist.
CRACKLE!
The bundled and solidified energy split into two streams.
No.
The massive energy continued to advance, splitting and bending.
As if a striking lightning bolt was bending and splitting here and there.
It passed by the enemies blocking the front.
It also grazed past the bodies of Hwangbo Ak and Nam Geon.
The lightning, split into seven streams, poured down on the seven shamans all at once.
An explosion erupted.
BOOM!!!!
Unfortunately, the shamans were not annihilated.
“Cough…….”
Instead, the shaman in charge of the defensive spells coughed up blood violently.
Numerous cracks even appeared on his cursed object.
Hwangbo Ak, rich in real combat experience, did not miss the opportunity.
“Haat!”
A surprise punch.
The fist qi that shot out from his gauntlet burst the shaman's head.
SPLAT!
Only then did Hwangbo Ak laugh heartily.
“Kuhahaha! See! You can do it if you try, you Paeng clan bastard!!”
“Shut up!!!”
Paeng Daecheol cursed at Hwangbo Ak and hurriedly threw himself aside.
SWOOOSH!
A sword and a spear flew in succession to where he had been standing.
He had performed the Thunder Blade Art, avoiding the martial artists.
Naturally, the unharmed martial artists comfortably swung their weapons at Paeng Daecheol.
Should it be considered fortunate?
Thud.
The martial artists under the control of the shaman whose head had exploded suddenly collapsed.
They had fainted from the aftereffects of the broken spell.
Immense energy gathered again on Paeng Daecheol's Thunder Dragon Blade as he focused on evading and defending a few times.
Having succeeded once, his confidence grew.
“Die, you atrociously wicked trash!!”
He imitated Jin Yuseong and called the shamans trash.
Once again, a gray lightning bolt flew towards the shamans.
BOOM!
Explosions erupted wildly.
The energy was so hegemonic that the shamans had no choice but to focus on defense.
And at that moment.
“Kuhahaha! I’ll smash all your heads!”
“I, I'll punish the bad guys!!”
Nam Geon and Hwangbo Ak charged towards the shamans.
***
The two Senior Sisters and the Tang clan guy were subduing the believers in the rear.
Nam Geon, Hwangbo Ak, and Paeng Daecheol were dealing with the Teaching Demon's disciples.
In the meantime, all I had to do was quickly take care of the Teaching Demon.
That was the calculation, but the situation was not at all easy.
“Kuaaaaaah!”
A martial artist screamed as he thrust his sword.
Surprisingly, a brilliant aura of light was swirling around the martial artist's sword.
Sword Qi Forming Enhanced Qi.
It wasn't just that man.
All four martial artists were constantly scattering enhanced qi and firing dozens of bundles of sword qi or blade qi.
A storm of qi was raging from all directions.
Although they were all masters who had reached a fairly high level, they were not at that level.
Naturally, it was because of the Teaching Demon's spell.
I could see it.
The prenatal qi that was continuously gushing out from their bodies.
It was a feeling similar to when I saw Wi Mugyeol's rampaging body.
A massive energy was rampaging, tearing apart their blood vessels.
I wanted to pass them and kill the Teaching Demon, but their resistance was too fierce.
Above all.
STAB!
Even when I stabbed their paralysis points with the Master’s Blade, their movements did not stop.
SMACK!
Even when I struck the back of their necks with the side of my hand, they did not faint.
Perhaps because of their exploded potential, it was impossible to make them faint or subdue them.
Rather, trying to subdue them only put me at a disadvantage.
While I was on the offensive, enhanced qi and a storm of qi raged again from all sides.
“Heheheh. Where do you think you're going!”
On top of that, the Teaching Demon's spell was added.
Suddenly, the floor shook and sharp rocks shot up.
Utilizing the principle of the Life and Death Blood Steps, I maintained my balance and simultaneously bent my back.
SWOOOOSH!
A sword wrapped in enhanced qi grazed past my nose.
In that state, I swung the Master’s Blade and struck dozens of energies in succession.
In addition, I secretly fired the Azure Heaven’s Hidden Smile.
Towards the Teaching Demon.
But it didn't work.
POW!
A qi barrier formed by a spell was spread out before his nose.
Even while forming the defensive spell, he was freely casting spells.
As he shook his cursed object, the air around me suddenly froze solid.
Since my body could also freeze, I hurriedly threw myself aside, and this time the world became heavy and pressed down on my body.
In the midst of that, enemies were wildly swinging their weapons from all directions.
I gritted my teeth.
If only I could break through to the distance where the Master’s Blade could reach!
I could tear apart such a barrier with the Golden Ring any time!
But as if he had read my intentions, he never gave me an opening.
“Kuaaaaaah!!”
He kept the four martial artists stuck to me while casting spells and continuously running away.
Spells flew wildly over the joint attack of four masters who could not be subdued even by pressing their blood vessels.
Even a single trivial mistake could cost me my life.
I had to frantically swing the Master’s Blade and execute my footwork.
Perhaps because of that precarious flow, the world gradually began to slow down.
At the same time, a strange sight entered my eyes.
The faces of the enemies swinging their weapons at me.
Not even a short while had passed, but their faces had more wrinkles, and their hair was full of white strands.
Tears of blood were flowing from their bloodshot eyes. No, blood was flowing from all seven orifices simultaneously.
And above their faces, I saw some words.
- It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!
- Kill me! Just kill me instead!!
There was no sound, but it was no different from a spiteful scream.
A thought came to my mind.
Should I just kill them as they wish?
If I did, it would be much easier to chase the Teaching Demon, wouldn't it?
In the midst of that, the Teaching Demon's face came into view beyond the martial artists.
Words were continuously being written on his face as well.
- Tsk. He's a tougher bastard than I thought. I have to catch him before these incompetent fools die.
Once I grasped his intention, a thought occurred to me.
What if I just focus on evasion and defense?
These martial artists will die on their own if I just hold out a little longer anyway.
All I had to do was save as much internal energy as possible and then kill that Teaching Demon.
Kill them quickly.
Focus on evasion and conserve my internal energy.
While I was torn between the two options, screams were being drawn on the martial artists' faces.
- Please!! Please kill me!!
- You son of a bitch! I said just kill me!!
At that moment, something hot boiled up in my stomach.
That something that had been sealed away when I was kidnapped by the Fighting Venerable in the past.
The heat that broke through the bottomless pit shot straight up to my brain.
“Shut up!!!”
I swung my left arm and slapped my own cheek with all my might.
My mind cleared up in a flash.
My forearm was cut by a sword qi that flew in while I was slapping my cheek.
It didn't matter.
It was a cheap price to pay for having such a stupid thought.
I didn't like either of the two coldly rational options.
Efficiency?
Sacrificing innocent people to kill trash?
If I did that, how would I be any different from that trash?
My head felt warm, and it felt very good.
“Heheheheh.”
For the first time in a while, a smile naturally crept onto my lips.
Yes.
Nothing else was needed now.
“I’ll kill you.”
I would kill the Teaching Demon.
As quickly as possible.
Even if I died doing it.
Now that I had made my decision, there was no need to hesitate.
Among the countless trajectories flying from all directions simultaneously.
I could see a single opening.
After pouring all my internal energy into the Master’s Blade.
“Haaaaaaat!”
I threw the Master’s Blade with all my might.
Even after it left my hand, enhanced qi was still swirling around the Master’s Blade.
Soon after, some words were written on the Teaching Demon's face.
- Heheheh. The fool has fallen into a mental demon.
He was mocking me.
I could see his thoughts clearly.
Soon, a large qi barrier formed in front of the Teaching Demon's nose.
Right at that moment, I attempted the second form of the Sun Moon Infinite Sword.
The form I hadn't even been able to practice properly.