Ascension of the Heavenly Demon - Chapter 263

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Chapter 263

He was concentrating with his ears perked up, filled with anticipation.

But what?

He doesn’t… want to?

Deep furrows appeared on Cheonggyeo’s brow, and his aura rapidly intensified.

Rumble!

The air crushed by his spirit energy let out a thunderous roar.

His eyes, which had been thin as threads, opened slightly and turned fierce, showing he was quite angry.

He should have spoken better from the start.

Insignificant?

Bothersome?

This bastard, what does he take the former Heavenly Demon for?

Doesn’t he know the saying that good words can earn you a thousand nyang?

“You must be dying to get killed.”

“Stop your bullshit, you bastard who only thought of devouring me all along. Were you ever planning to spare me?”

“You…”

“Bastard, so you can get angry too. I heard that immortals transcend the five desires and seven emotions. Ah, are you still lacking in cultivation to become an immortal? You half-baked monster bastard?”

“…”

The area around Cheonggyeo’s eyes twitched at the thoroughly sarcastic words.

But for something called half-baked, it was an tremendous aura.

Not only was the atmosphere trembling, but lightning was constantly falling within his barrier that covered the world like dark clouds.

‘Damn, even going full power from the start might not be enough.’

This wasn’t a level where he could test the waters and gauge his opponent’s skills.

Anxiety washed over him that his body might be shattered even by the creature’s light attacks.

But it wasn’t like there was no method.

The creature’s energy was earth element.

Above all, the size of spiritual power he could feel was indescribably strong. Incomparably stronger than Hwangyo.

However, it wasn’t time to bring out opposing forces yet.

Opposing forces affect each other.

Though he was able to defeat Hwangyo because of that, he also suffered considerable damage to his own body.

‘First, the golden elixir.’

He had to use the creature’s power to amplify his own spirit energy.

Zhuge Munhyeon pushed the energy he felt through the Jinryeongju in his mouth into Eunhangon and changed its properties.

Whoosh!

At the same time, the Geon trigram carved on Eunhangon emitted tremendous light, and his form flew like lightning.

Knowing the opponent was stronger than himself, there was no need to wait.

Those Taoist bastards teach about striking second to control first, waiting for the opponent’s attack and then counterattacking through gaps.

Bullshit.

For that to work, the opponent has to be disturbed or let their guard down, but would a strong person be crazy? Show weaknesses to an enemy?

If the opponent is too strong, you die while waiting.

There’s no chance to counterattack.

When he was the Heavenly Demon in the past, there must have been several cartloads of those who believed such nonsense and got crushed in his hands.

The way for the weak to face the strong is unconditionally to strike first to control, or the so-called first move wins!

Eunhangon, which had bent as if it would break, struck Cheonggyeo’s body hard.

Clang!

The barrier swayed from the impact.

But before the shock’s effects could fade, Zhuge Munhyeon’s body twisted like a whirlwind.

The trajectory drawing an arc flew toward Cheonggyeo’s chest.

Bang!

Cheonggyeo’s body was pushed back by the consecutive shockwave.

Zhuge Munhyeon immediately followed behind without time to catch his breath and poured out attacks.

In that brief moment, hundreds of attacks flew toward Cheonggyeo.

He had to press the attack.

Because he knew all too well that the moment breathing is interrupted, the flow of attacks stops and death immediately penetrates through that gap.

“Hup!”

The golden elixir’s energy amplified by Eunhangon was scattered tremendously.

The simple process of absorption, amplification, and release continued in an instant, delivering tremendous impact.

But he still couldn’t pierce through even the palm that deflected Eunhangon. He couldn’t even erase the faint sneer. Though he was attacking mercilessly, he couldn’t deliver a blow that would shock the creature.

At most, he had managed to bring a look of surprise to the creature’s face.

“Interesting, for a half-wit. But trying to face me with human martial arts…”

Cheonggyeo, who had been pushed back beyond half the barrier, wore a cold smile.

Soon his thread-thin eyes opened wide, revealing golden, gleaming eyeballs.

“Gasp!”

What kind of eye light was that…

It was such tremendous eye light that his body staggered.

“A mere club containing spirit energy won’t even come close!”

Into that momentary gap when his body stiffened from the eye light and his attacks stopped, massive spiritual pressure seeped in along with clear mockery.

It cut off the flow of Eunhangon that had been swinging continuously and pushed away the space.

“I’ll show you the true power of a Half-Immortal.”

At that moment, the earth cried out.

Crumble!

Following Cheonggyeo’s raised hand, he saw an illusion of mountains turning upside down.

Essence of the Earth.

Pressure as heavy as the weight of the earth crushed down on Zhuge Munhyeon.

“Shit…”

Zhuge Munhyeon, who felt like he would be crushed to death, hastily stamped his feet and pulled his body back.

But everywhere was the same.

Every place within the barrier was filled with Cheonggyeo’s spirit energy, crushing the world.

Crack.

His feet, unable to withstand the pressure, dug into the ground.

If it were just the pain of being buried into the earth, he would somehow try to endure it, but the moment Cheonggyeo grinned, the ground his feet touched hardened and surged up.

‘Gasp!’

The sky poured down and the earth surged up.

Trapped between them, Zhuge Munhyeon felt his entire body being crushed.

Crushed to death?

What to do?

How exactly should he deal with this?

Should he awaken opposing forces even now and attack the creature?

But it was still too early.

A situation where no gaps were visible.

If he attacked recklessly, he might be counterattacked.

Then how?

Before the increasingly stronger constricting force, Zhuge Munhyeon’s body gradually became smaller.

His bones creaked as if being crushed and his organs felt compressed.

He momentarily thought of death.

Anxiety struck him that he might become the creature’s prey and be absorbed.

“Damn it!”

Was it because he was angry at himself for being unable to do anything?

Zhuge Munhyeon unconsciously gritted his teeth, and at that moment, change came.

Crack.

The Jinryeongju that had been held in his mouth.

Whether the force of clenching his teeth in desperation had produced more bite strength than he possessed, cracks began to form.

Hwaaaak!

Tremendous energy began leaking through the cracks and pouring into his body.

‘Hup!’

W-wait a minute.

What is this?

According to Elder Uncle’s words, it would only be helpful later when cultivation deepened, reaching a decisive stage and awakening the power of innate transformation…

But he couldn’t stop it.

Since he was using all his spirit energy to resist the crushing force from above and below, he had no capacity to control the power penetrating his body.

At this rate, he would be consumed by the Jinryeongju’s energy.

The energy had already penetrated to his heart and merged, flowing violently through his blood vessels.

Uncontrolled power.

It would be like Mujin being unable to control the sealed demonic energy.

Being intoxicated by power leads to losing reason.

‘Yang Ui…’

He needed to quickly operate the Yang Ui Divine Art to prevent the Jinryeongju’s energy from taking over his body, but it was already too late.

There was nothing he could do.

It was going berserk.

Reversed blood surged up his throat, and blood flowed from his nose as well.

This was the stage before the seven orifices bleeding.

His original power combined with the Jinryeongju’s spirit energy would cause his blood vessels to burst from being unable to withstand it.

His entire body would be torn to pieces.

Or before that, he would be crushed to death by Cheonggyeo’s power.

‘Is this how it ends?’

Just as regret washed over him at this unexpectedly futile end, the energy swirling through his body suddenly began flowing out through his arms.

‘Th-the Silver Cold Staff?’

This was an unexpected situation.

The Silver Cold Staff was absorbing the uncontrolled energy that had been harming his body.

Perhaps…

It was a gamble.

Rather than blocking the energy, Zhuge Munhyeon accelerated the flow to pour it all into the Silver Cold Staff.

There was no other method anyway.

Kurururururu!

A sound like rushing rapids filled his ears.

The speed at which spirit energy flowed out increased, and gradually his breathing became easier.

Uuuuuuuung!

With power it had never contained before, the Silver Cold Staff let out a great cry and emitted brilliant light.

The somewhat dark interior of the barrier became as bright as midday in an instant.

And the moment that power exceeded the limit that even the Silver Cold Staff could contain.

Kwaaaaaang!

An explosion occurred that could literally be called earth-shaking.

The sky shook and the ground overturned.

Everything visible was engulfed in light, turning his entire field of vision pure white.

Zzzzzzik!

Then came a sound like fabric tearing.

It was the sound of Cheonggyeo’s barrier being torn to shreds.

Eventually, the world was dyed in silence once again.

Whiiiii.

Perhaps because the center had become a vacuum state due to the explosion, fierce winds rushed in.

“Huk, huk…”

Zhuge Munhyeon stood hunched over, breathing so roughly that his back rose and fell dramatically.

His body felt hollow as if it had been completely emptied in an instant.

Thick liquid flowed continuously from his nose and mouth, dripping onto the ground.

He had barely survived.

At the critical moment, with the Silver Cold Staff’s help, he had avoided the seven orifices bleeding.

And.

“Kruuk.”

“…?”

A little distance away.

On one side of the overturned ground, Cheonggyeo was buried in an unsightly state.

His appearance, viewed through tired eyes, was quite a sight to behold.

The blue robes he wore had become rags, and his exposed skin was covered with scratches everywhere. His disheveled hair whipped wildly in the wind.

His completely opened eyes emitted golden light, and within them, torn black pupils gleamed.

They resembled those of a snake.

And what was contained within them was tremendous rage.

At the same time, tremendous cold energy spread from his entire body in all directions.

Crack!

The ground that had turned white as if frost had fallen began to freeze.

“What was that power just now? And what exactly is that weapon…?”

To Cheonggyeo’s question as he emerged from the ground as if floating up, Zhuge Munhyeon barely managed to control his rough breathing and smirked.

This guy seemed to know nothing about the Silver Cold Staff, no, the Bagua Heavenly Cycle.

Of course, I’m the same and can’t explain it.

But he felt relieved.

Zhuge Munhyeon wiped the blood flowing from his mouth and nose with his sleeve and gripped the Silver Cold Staff tightly.

Squeeze.

Somehow he seemed to have become stronger than before.

He wasn’t sure of the reason.

Probably he had absorbed part of the power the Jinryeongju contained as his own.

If he had contained more than necessary, his body as a vessel would have been torn to pieces, but the Silver Cold Staff had timely released it to protect him.

Moreover, look at Cheonggyeo’s state.

He had clearly suffered considerable damage from that explosion.

The aura he felt no longer seemed particularly strong either.

It was certainly because his own spiritual power had increased.

“Hehehe, this is good. Very good.”

“…”

“Shall we try again? Now our power seems to be about equal.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s fight again, you damn bastard.”

Zhuge Munhyeon dangled the Silver Cold Staff and raised one finger, wiggling it.

“Come on? Hurry up?”

“…”

“Where did the guy who was fighting go?”

Cheonggyeo, who had been trembling with clenched fists at the mocking provocation, seemed unable to endure any longer and launched his body forward.

It was a strange movement.

It was as if he was gliding over an ice rink.

But even that swiftness was now familiar to his eyes.

“I’ll kill you!”

“…”

At his voice screaming with his mouth wide open, the ground that shot up from Zhuge Munhyeon’s left and right formed surfaces like clapping hands and came crashing down.

Since it contains spirit energy, it wouldn’t compare to ordinary piles of dirt.

‘I see, earth spirits can use earth energy, so this kind of technique is possible.’

Though Hwangyo had swallowed Baekryeongwa and possessed the power of earth spirits in addition to metal spirits, it couldn’t attack in this manner.

At most, it could only swing claws imbued with spirit energy.

Well, that creature couldn’t escape the framework of a beast after all.

And.

Crack!

Zhuge Munhyeon swung his Silver Cold Staff and shattered the earth wall rushing toward him.

“That won’t work anymore, you damn bastard!”

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