Sword God Reborn

Chapter 310 : They are coming

The Heavenly Demon slowly opened his eyes.

His vision was filled with a black wave. Today, all the demonic paths that had entered the Central Plains had gathered.

Although the Blood Demon Valley had collapsed and countless sect leaders had died, the energy that was now being emitted from the martial artists of the demonic path was enormous.

The Heavenly Demon looked with a dry gaze and then lowered his gaze.

The four Guardian Demon Kings were prostrated on the floor, their bodies touching the ground.

"One is missing."

A dry voice.

Although it seemed indifferent, the voice felt like a snake crawling up their spines, and the Guardian Demon Kings trembled.

The Short-Lived King gritted his teeth and barely opened his mouth.

"The Blood Lion King died during the battle."

"To whom?"

"It was the Iron Staff Monarch, Moyong Su."

"Just a mere head of the Five Great Clans."

"..."

To describe a master who was counted among the best in the orthodox martial world as 'mere'.

But it was understandable enough.

To the Heavenly Demon, even the head of the Five Great Clans was only at a level where the modifier 'mere' would be attached.

The Short-Lived King's body trembled.

'How did he get even stronger?'

A realm that surpassed the realm of entering the divine and went beyond the limits of a human.

The Azure Sky Sword God had been like that in the past, and it was the position that the current Heavenly Demon had reached.

It was the realm beyond human.

However, the Short-Lived King's feeling was that he had gone one step further from that position.

If it was this much, wouldn't he be able to compete with the Azure Sky Sword God, who was said to have been terrifying in the past?

When he recalled that the emotion that the demonic path had for the Azure Sky Sword God was a terrible fear that could not be described, it meant that the Heavenly Demon's presence was that intense.

The Heavenly Demon said in a slow voice.

"Where is the Sword Sect leader who was said to have captured the Strange Heavenly Brain?"

"He went to the battlefield this morning. He said he would devise some strategy in the small-scale local battles."

"He left his post when I was coming?"

"..."

"And the Strange Heavenly Brain?"

"...The Sword Sect leader took him. He said he would keep him by his side and fight, since he knew the orthodox path's camp well."

"So you just let him be?"

The last statement was not made by the Heavenly Demon. The middle-aged man who was the only one standing without prostrating himself by the Heavenly Demon's side.

At the shout of the King of Hell, the Short-Lived King said in a relatively sullen voice.

"In terms of the demonic path's hierarchy, he is above me, and he is the sect leader of the Sword Sect."

"Hoho. So you just let him be?"

"His skill is also strong. He is using the martial arts of the Pyecheon Sword Demon as they are."

Then it was the Heavenly Demon who showed interest in those words.

"He uses the martial arts of the Pyecheon Sword Demon?"

"Yes. It was different from what the few demonic people of the Sword Sect that I have seen so far use. They only use a very small part of the Pyecheon Sword Demon's techniques, but that guy seemed to have clearly realized the ultimate principles. There was no room for doubt."

Although the Heavenly Demon showed interest, it was only for a moment.

Soon, he waved his hand with a languid face.

"That's enough. Has that guy come to the orthodox path's camp?"

"That guy... ah, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Hero has not yet shown himself."

"Then what about the Sword Venerable?"

"His whereabouts are also unknown."

"He wouldn't have run away."

Then the King of Hell said from the side.

"He might be crouching, hiding his presence. If the Heavenly Demon shows himself, he might try a surprise attack without notice."

"A surprise attack... Yoo Baek-gi hasn't seen me for too long, so he doesn't know how much I've changed. Just a surprise attack."

The Heavenly Demon chuckled. And he raised his hand.

"Let's try stabbing once. Let's see if he comes out or not."

"What if he doesn't come out?"

"I want to stick a sword in his heart in front of everyone, but there's no reason to let them live for that. Since the symbols of the orthodox path have all come to that place, it's also good to kill them one by one."

The Heavenly Demon said so and dropped his hand.

Although no plan had been made, the Heavenly Demon's order was absolute.

No, at this point, a plan was useless.

The Heavenly Demon.

Just by his existence, all plans had become useless. The Heavenly Demon himself was the plan.

* * *

"Well, can you complete it?"

"It's not easy. Even for me, even with the two of us, we need more time. Even if we have time, I can't give a definite answer. Keung. Did you have Seol-ah do this alone?"

Zhuge Seon glared at Cheon Mubaeck. It was the murderous gaze of the Strange Heavenly Brain. But Cheon Mubaeck was not scared at all.

"Well, I did it because she's the best formation master I know."

Then the face of Zhuge Seol-ah, who was next to him, brightened. Zhuge Seon, who was looking at her, clicked his tongue.

"It's not an easy formation. It's only written in ancient books, and it has never been actually used. Isn't it a legendary Qimen formation?"

Zhuge Seon's voice was constantly sullen. Originally, unlike Zhuge Yeogang, Zhuge Seon had been quite favorable to Cheon Mubaeck. Not only had he handed over the Divine Iron Ancient Sword, but hadn't he also officially recognized him as the successor of the Azure Sky Sword God to a very small number of leaders of the orthodox path?

But now, he could not be favorable.

From the act of capturing him as a prisoner, to the thought that he had left this difficult Qimen formation to Zhuge Seol-ah alone, he was naturally angry.

"No, it's not a legend. It has actually been used."

"It has actually been used?"

Zhuge Seon tilted his head. Because Cheon Mubaeck's voice was filled with certainty. It was a voice that did not have a single doubt, as if he had seen it himself.

"What reason would I have to lie? It will definitely work. If the Grand Lord succeeds, it will be remembered in history. As the first to properly complete and use the formation."

"Keung..."

"Things have gotten a little urgent. The Heavenly Demon has come, and the battle will probably start soon."

"I know."

Zhuge Seon also hardened his expression. He had also seen the Shaolin stuck on the spear.

He had wanted to scream like crazy at that place.

But could he really turn the tables with the Qimen formation he was making now?

"Don't you have to go? To the battlefield."

"..."

"The Heavenly Demon has come. The forces he has brought are also enormous and extremely elite. Can Namgung Jo and Gwak Yong, and the sect leaders and the heads of the families of the Nine Sects One Faction, stop the Heavenly Demon?"

"Do you think I can stop him if I go?"

"Yes."

"They are all my seniors in the martial world."

"But you are the successor of the Azure Sky Sword God. Just by that fact, you surpass them by a wide margin."

Cheon Mubaeck looked at Zhuge Seon with a strange expression.

Zhuge Seon sighed.

"The Righteous-Demonic War, although they sing about the Righteous-Demonic War. Was it really a Righteous-Demonic War? It was a fight between the Heavenly Demon and the Azure Sky Sword God."

"..."

"So go. If you are not there, the orthodox path will collapse before this formation is completed."

It was the right statement. But Cheon Mubaeck was not that worried.

"Don't worry. It won't collapse even if I don't go. Rather, it is my job to stay and to help the Grand Lord and the Young Lady to complete the Qimen formation as soon as possible."

"..."

Zhuge Seon looked at Cheon Mubaeck with a strange look. He knew well that he was not a person who would make empty boasts with words he didn't have. If he said that...

"No way, is he coming?"

"Yes. Neung-heo is coming."

"Are you playing with me now?"

Zhuge Seon made a straight face. He was a guy who was pretty good, so he was sticking to Cheon Mubaeck's side, but to say it as if he were a secret weapon?

Cheon Mubaeck chuckled and waved his hand.

"Neung-heo has already gone, and now Yoo Baek... no, my grand-uncle is coming."

"Baek-gi, that guy is finally!"

"And a disaster is also coming with him."

"A disaster?"

"The Five Disasters of the Central Plains."

Cheon Mubaeck smiled confidently.

* * *

His pale face looked serious to anyone.

"This... this damn Sichuan bastard! He uses poison?!"

The Yaksha King roared roughly.

But Tang Cheon-mu sneered.

"Isn't poison also a martial art?"

"Ugh!"

The Yaksha King let out a strange sound and swung his greatsword. But the greatsword, which had been swung with a good momentum, lost its power in the middle and fell.

With a rough cracking sound, the Yaksha King's head was miserably crushed.

"Oof, that guy, his skull is thicker than a rock."

"Tsk. That's right, I caught him."

"What, I was the one who made the last blow."

Moyong Su said, wiping his iron staff.

They had folded their pride. It was possible that they would die like Peng Cheol if they fought alone.

If it was something they could cooperate on, they naturally cooperated.

They had launched a joint attack on the Yaksha King. Tang Cheon-mu had used poison, and Moyong Su had fought back tenaciously. No matter how great a Guardian Demon King he was, he had no choice but to collapse under the joint attack of the two heads of the Five Great Clans.

"Let's stop the childish fight. It's not the time for that."

Tang Cheon-mu waved his hand and turned his head.

A battle of a huge scale, which was no different from a decisive battle, was taking place.

The Demonic Path had launched a major offensive.

If it were only the forces of the Five Great Clans, they would have collapsed long ago.

But fortunately, not now.

The Huashan Sect, the Jongnam Sect, the Wudang Sect, the Beggars' Sect, the Cheongseong Sect, and the Bota Sect.

The very elite had gathered.

Here and now, it was a major decisive battle where all of the Demonic Path and all of the Orthodox Path were clashing.

Tang Cheon-mu's gaze turned to a point that was absorbing all the surrounding air currents, even in such a battle.

"The Heavenly Demon..."

The Heavenly Demon was there.

And the people on the Orthodox Path's side who were fighting against him were splendid.

Namgung Jo, the Sword Empress, the sect leaders of the Huashan Sect and the Jongnam Sect, and even the Righteous Alliance leader, Gwak Yong.

Their fight was gradually reaching its climax.

* * *

The noise pollution of the battlefield was indescribable.

Screams, groans, shouts, the sound of weapons clashing, crying...

But now, at least within a radius of ten zhang, only a rough breathing sound was spreading quietly.

Namgung Jo was confused.

'Is such a fight even possible?'

Namgung Jo was truly sad. The faces who were fighting on his side now were splendid.

The Sword Empress, the sect leaders of Huashan and Jongnam, and the Fighting God, Gwak Yong.

On the other hand, there were only two on the opponent's side.

The Guardian Demon King, the King of Hell, and the Heavenly Demon.

"It's a rather interesting resistance."

The Heavenly Demon's voice echoed low. Namgung Jo did not even feel a sense of humiliation.

He, the Sword Empress, and Gwak Yong had launched a joint attack. But although the Heavenly Demon had suffered minor injuries, he was fine. Rather, Gwak Yong had suffered a deep cut on his thigh and his movements had become uncomfortable, the Sword Empress had also exhausted her energy, and Namgung Jo himself had difficulty even catching his breath.

Moreover, the one called the King of Hell was also enormous.

He was easily blocking the joint attack of the sect leaders of Huashan and Jongnam, two of the Nine Sects One Faction.

At that moment.

Kwa-aaang!

The two sect leaders were sent flying like paper sheets by the vital energy that the King of Hell had emitted.

A powerful blow that had dug into a momentary opening. Namgung Jo was startled and tried to help, but he could not pull his body out with the Heavenly Demon in front of him.

"Keuk!"

"Sect Leader!"

Screams erupted from here and there. The King of Hell's attack continued without a break. A palm strike poured into the chest of the Huashan Sect Leader, who was letting out a painful groan.

Although he tried to dodge, the King of Hell's palm technique did not miss.

Kwajik!

"......!"

But at the following scene, the King of Hell let out a sigh.

"Ha. It's surprising that the Huashan and Jongnam Sect Leaders are launching a joint attack, but the Jongnam Sect Leader is even throwing his own body to save Huashan?"

The Jongnam Sect Leader, who had been hit by the King of Hell's palm technique, vomited black blood. Although he had spread his protective qi as much as possible, it was almost useless. His insides were churning and his internal organs were torn.

But a strange heat appeared in his eyes.

"Do you think I just sacrificed myself?"

"What?"

Only then did the King of Hell sense the energy that was holding his two legs.

"Huh?"

The Jongnam Sect Leader had thrown his body and was holding his two feet.

Although the King of Hell sneered and tried to pull his feet out, they did not budge. Only then did the King of Hell's face harden.

"You're crazy."

"Is there anyone in the world who has jumped into the martial world with a sword and is not crazy?"

The Jongnam Sect Leader smiled, revealing his blood-stained teeth. Now, he was not caring about his own safety, and was pouring out all his internal energy to tie down the King of Hell's feet.

And as if it were a promise, the Huashan Sect Leader shot up and threw his sword.

But unfortunately, although the King of Hell's feet were tied, his hands were free.

His two hands, surrounded by a crimson demonic qi, caught the Huashan Sect Leader's sword.

"The sword qi...!"

His eyes widened as if they would tear. Even if he had coated his hands with energy, to catch a sword with sword qi?

He gritted his teeth. At this moment, if he was pushed back, he would die. A power exchange was taking place through the sword and the hands. But as time passed, a gloom appeared on the Huashan Sect Leader's face.

'Good heavens. His internal energy is deeper than mine!'

If this went on, not only the Jongnam Sect Leader, but he himself would not be safe.

Pain appeared on his face.

At that moment.

"Keueok!"

Someone ran like a thunderbolt and brushed past the King of Hell's body. At the same time, the King of Hell let out a scream as if he were having a seizure.

A hole the size of a fingernail was pierced in his shoulder.

"Th, this!"

The King of Hell's eyes were bloodshot and his body was stiff.

Puk puk puk puk puk!

A series of stabs. The King of Hell's back was instantly covered in red. All kinds of holes were pierced.

A figure that had appeared from somewhere sneered as if he were amused.

"Wow. It's good that his body is big, because there are many places to stab."

"You, you coward... you aim for the back in the middle of a fight?"

"Yeah. This is what my lord said, it's one of the thirty-six stratagems, to sneakily aim for the back."

"..."

Although the thought of where such a thing was came to his mind, the King of Hell could not bring himself to speak.

The man's sword perfectly pierced the center of his neck. Even in a helpless situation, it was a basic of a martial artist to raise his protective qi and to protect his vital points.

But the man had easily pierced through that much protective qi. It was a truly perfect stab.

"Krrrk... you, who, who are you."

Vomiting blood, the King of Hell's body collapsed. Even if he were to die, a strong will to at least hear the name of the one who had killed him held on to his life line for a little longer.

The man smiled vilely.

"I'm the One-Eyed Serpent, Neung-heo. You bastard. Hehehe."

(End of Chapter)