Ascension of the Heavenly Demon - Chapter 296

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Chapter 296

“Young Master Munhyeon!”

“…?”

Zhuge Munhyeon turned his head at the sound of someone calling him, saw Mujin, and grinned.

“You came?”

“Yes? Ah, well….”

What kind of response is that?

Like someone who had captured someone rather than being captured himself.

As if this place were his own home….

In any case, it felt like he hadn’t been worried at all.

“Anyway, you came at just the right time. Yarim and the kidnapped people are inside, so go rescue them.”

“The kidnapped… Understood.”

At Zhuge Munhyeon’s words, Mujin nodded and changed direction.

Toward the cavity that Zhuge Munhyeon had destroyed.

Unfortunately, he had found him before Dan Yeonhwa’s taming technique could shine, and they hadn’t even caught the Yeongajang master, but it didn’t matter now.

He would handle it himself.

He just needed to rescue the people.

“Then please be careful.”

“Being careful is….”

Zhuge Munhyeon chuckled and turned his gaze.

The old man who was clearly from the Blood Sect.

He was rolling on the ground after being struck by the Silver Cold Staff and bouncing off along with the debris of the shattered wall.

“Bloodmaster!”

“…?”

Yeon Moin, who had arrived a little earlier than Mujin, supported the old man buried under the debris.

Bloodmaster?

It was a title he was hearing for the first time.

‘I don’t need to know their organizational structure. Anyway, it means he’s a minion of the Blood Sect. But these damn bastards don’t even know how to respect their elders.’

That Bloodmaster fellow is quite pitiful too.

At an age when he should be sitting in a back room tending to bonsai, he’s still running around on the front lines.

What can you do?

It’s his own fate….

“But who are you? Looking at your attire, you don’t seem to be in an ordinary position… Well, it doesn’t matter anyway.”

Zhuge Munhyeon took his eyes off the old man and looked at Yeon Moin with a bitter smile.

“I have a lot of things I want to ask that old man, you see? So step aside for a moment. Don’t interfere and get beaten up for nothing.”

“You bastard….”

As he waved his hand dismissively, Yeon Moin glared at him with bloodshot eyes.

“Don’t be like that. You can’t show loyalty just any time. I’m from the righteous faction, but I’m a bit lacking in patience.”

“Shut up, you bastard! Do you know who this person is!”

He wasn’t getting through to him.

Anyone could see that when your superior gets beaten, you should be cowering first, but to stand in the way like this—he had no sense of fear.

“Are you also soul-controlled?”

“Hmph! I am the Bloodmaster’s advisor… Kugh!”

Yeon Moin, who was taking a fighting stance as if ready to battle immediately, suddenly widened his eyes and stopped speaking.

Something seemed wrong with his body.

And the cause was.

“B-Bloodmaster. How could you…?”

Yeon Moin looked at the Bloodmaster with eyes full of disbelief.

Soon his gaze fell downward.

The Bloodmaster’s emaciated hand was deeply embedded in his side.

“I’m sorry, child of the Yeon family.”

“You, you bastard… Kgheok!”

Yeon Moin, who had been trembling with rage, soon let out a pained groan.

Crack crack crack.

It was grotesque.

The sight of him writhing and withering away as if his bones were being twisted.

“Tsk tsk, see? What loyalty between bad guys.”

It was instantaneous.

Yeon Moin had his life force drained by the Bloodmaster’s touch and collapsed looking like a withered tree.

By the way, who would have thought he had even mastered the life-draining technique that steals a person’s life force to instantly boost one’s own internal energy.

Still, he must have been in a hurry.

The life-draining technique puts great strain on the caster.

Others’ energy is like impurities that don’t mix properly.

However, the Bloodmaster’s life-draining technique seemed much more advanced than what Zhuge Munhyeon knew.

Though he had suffered both external and internal injuries, after draining Yeon Moin’s energy, he had returned to a normal state.

Though he was still as thin as a rail.

“Phew, I almost died.”

“Right, how fortunate. I held back my strength because I was worried you might die. By the way, you guys are really still the same. Killing subordinates and whatnot without hesitation when needed.”

Zhuge Munhyeon clicked his tongue while looking at Yeon Moin’s withered corpse.

“Well, he was going to die anyway. Shall we start over now?”

“….”

“What business does the Blood Sect have in the Central Plains? And what were you trying to do with the kidnapped people?”

“You seem to have many questions.”

“Yeah, quite a lot.”

“Then you answer first.”

“What?”

“How did you obtain that power you use?”

“Are you hijacking my questions and acting up? I asked first!”

“Ill-mannered brat. Don’t you know that even picking up chopsticks at the dinner table has an order? Naturally, the elder should ask first and the child should ask after.”

“What bullshit. You want to observe proper order between us?”

“What should be observed must be observed. That’s universal etiquette.”

“Universal… Confucius and Mencius would embrace each other and weep. I can clearly see you racking your brain trying to figure out how to escape, yet you’re acting tough.”

At Zhuge Munhyeon’s words with a cold sneer, the Bloodmaster’s eyes trembled.

Somehow he had responded like a child.

It seemed he had been swayed by this damn bastard’s words.

“Just keep your mouth shut. I know about fifty-eight thousand ways to make old mouths open. Of course, after getting beaten up a bit.”

Scrape.

Zhuge Munhyeon dragged his foot across the ground and stepped forward.

He lowered his upper body into a stance as if ready to charge at any moment, and pulled the Silver Cold Staff to his waist.

The Bloodmaster flinched and grimaced.

He knew it too.

That he was no match for him.

So he rang a golden bell and kept moving his mouth.

Anyway, the Blood Sect’s tricks were obvious.

“Hey, that doesn’t work on me.”

“…!”

A minimal amount of spirit energy would be sufficient.

Since it would end quickly, there was no need to deploy a barrier formation.

The moment he spoke through clenched teeth and smiled, his foot pushed off the ground.

Whoosh!

Heavenly Mystery Bewildering Steps, Flash.

And Small Heaven Star Staff Technique, Meteor Flash.

Two flashes in total.

That means it’s fast.

Zhuge Munhyeon’s form flew like a streak of lightning, and the drawn Eunhangon bent as if it would break following his hand.

The first powerful strike, followed by a plan to unleash the Afterglow Barrage that wouldn’t stop until completing forty-nine strikes, rivaling the Beggar’s Sect’s Dog Beating Staff Technique.

“Your bones will ache!”

The moment he flew in, instantly closing the distance, the Bloodmaster pulled back his body and raised his hand.

Crack!

Since he dodged, it should have hit empty air…

‘This bastard, to the very end!’

The Bloodmaster used the corpse of the dead Yeon Moin as a shield.

Perhaps his earlier muttering wasn’t directed at himself but was for this moment.

Because of this, the flow of the Afterglow Barrage was interrupted, and he had no choice but to hesitate momentarily.

“Bastard, why would I fight you directly? I know perfectly well I’m no match!”

“What?”

“And this is Yeongajang. There are countless people here to block you! Try and stop them all!”

The Bloodmaster immediately turned and ran toward the direction of the Grand Hall.

He was trying to use people.

“This damn son of a bitch!”

Zhuge Munhyeon, who let out an angry shout at his needlessly troublesome behavior, chased after him.

Though he had learned manners from a young age and knew how to attack… no, respect adults, that bastard deserved to be cursed at.

But the distance to the Grand Hall was too close.

Catching up would take just a moment, but it seemed difficult to prevent him from chanting spells to steal people’s souls.

He needed to increase his speed.

Before that guy met with people.

But not everything in the world flows according to intention.

“Wh-what is this?”

Zhuge Munhyeon, who had climbed onto the roof of the Grand Hall chasing the Bloodmaster who fled like a rat, suddenly hesitated.

A fierce battle was taking place.

The servants and servant girls who hadn’t learned martial arts would have fled in fear, but Deng Fei and his subordinates were there, the warriors of Yeongajang were there, and…

“Hua… Huashan?”

He recognized them immediately by their clothing.

And in that moment of hesitation, the Bloodmaster leaped toward the center of the battle.

There were too many obstacles to attack.

“Hehehe, ahahahaha!”

“…Damn it.”

In a moment of bewilderment, the Bloodmaster standing in the middle of the battlefield began shaking the golden bell frantically and chanting spells.

Clang clang clang!

“O souls that cannot belong to heaven and earth and wander in the gaps, bind the three souls and seven spirits, steal the heart-soul and submit to my command.”

The moment the Bloodmaster’s eyes, tainted with demonic energy, shot beams of light in all directions, the battle stopped as if by magic.

“Uuugh…”

And the souls of those entranced by the golden bell’s sound began to be devoured.

“Unjin! Unpyeong!”

Hyeonmuk cried out in shock at the sight of his disciples suddenly stopping mid-sword swing.

“Why are they acting like this?”

Deng Fei was the same.

But since he had slightly more internal energy, it just took more time – they couldn’t hold out much longer either.

Wasn’t this the same demonic spirit technique that had entranced even Jin Yalim, a Gang Qi level warrior?

The world beneath the roof was instantly filled with demonic energy.

Everyone was about to become living corpses.

“Fuck…”

Zhuge Munhyeon gritted his teeth and spat out a curse.

Who would have thought that hesitating for a moment would lead to this result?

What should he do?

He couldn’t kill them all…

He had to drive out the demonic energy.

He had to awaken the minds of those who had been entranced.

‘Eunhan…’

Zhuge Munhyeon decided to trust the Eunhangon in his hand.

Like when he had awakened Jin Yalim by emitting spiritual energy.

But what kind of energy should he use?

What counters demonic energy?

“Damn it, how would I know that?”

He had to do something for now.

To awaken the minds of all these people, he had no choice but to use the strongest energy.

Golden command.

The power gained from consuming the Jinryeongju left by Hwangyo.

And the death thread…

The power cultivated with those young lives.

Thud!

Zhuge Munhyeon, who kicked off the roof and soared high, met the gazes looking up at him when he reached the limit of how high he could go.

And he poured all his power into the Eunhangon.

Wooooooong!

Light burst forth.

In the dark night, like a giant star in the sky, it emitted brilliant light and illuminated the world.

It was as if the sun had risen to its zenith.

“Please, I pray you come to your senses.”

With a quiet word, the spiritual energy contained and amplified in the Eunhangon fell to the ground.

A massive beam of light struck down on Yeongajang, and the entire world was dyed in brilliant light.

The Bloodmaster, who had been gleefully devouring the souls of countless people, couldn’t believe the scene before his eyes.

“Wh-what is this?”

It was a world of nothing but light.

A world so bright it seemed his eyes would go blind.

And that light purified and swept away all the demonic energy that had been devouring people.

No matter how much he shook the golden bell or chanted spells, it was useless.

“What the hell is that guy…”

The moment he muttered to himself.

“I am Zhuge Munhyeon, you fucking bastard!”

“…”

The Eunhangon, adding the force of his descent, struck the Bloodmaster’s crown with a direct hit.

Kwaaaaang!

An explosive sound erupted.

Though it was a staff, the Bloodmaster’s body split in half as if cut by a sword.

Splurt!

Red liquid scattered across the entirely white world.

At that moment, as if everything had been an illusion, the world of light was devoured by darkness.

Profound silence descended.

Zhuge Munhyeon, who had descended to the ground, held the blood-dripping Eunhangon and looked at the Bloodmaster who had been split in half.

There had been no other way but to kill him.

To prevent him from stealing people’s souls again.

In the end, they had obtained no answers at all.

“Huh!”

“What is this?”

Those who regained consciousness looked around with blank expressions, as if their memories had been wiped away in an instant.

“Subdue the warriors of Yeongajang!”

And soon they began fighting again.

Zhuge Munhyeon stood blankly in the center with an expression full of regret.

Blood Sect….

Though they had resolved one of the evil deeds committed by them, somehow he felt uneasy and unsettled.

Because somehow this current incident felt like the beginning of a massive storm.

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