Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 115

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Chapter 115. Source of Blood Fragrance (4)

 

“Huff, huff!”

 

He wiped his blood-soaked lips with his tongue.

 

His excited eyes glowed blue, and his hands holding the flesh trembled violently.

 

After catching his breath several times, the man buried his face in the flesh again.

 

Making slurping sounds as he sucked blood, the man’s eyes gradually emitted an intense gleam.

 

How much time had passed?

 

“Phew.”

 

His blue eyes returned to normal.

 

Thud.

 

The man carelessly threw away the deer’s head and looked around.

 

The mutilated deer carcass was scattered everywhere.

 

“…What a shame.”

 

Clicking his tongue, he grabbed the deer’s front leg that was still dripping blood and sprinkled it around on the ground.

 

A moment later.

 

Whoooosh.

 

An invisible energy flowing from the man’s body groped for the energy scattered on the ground.

 

Instantly, the man began to tremble. His eyes rolled back in extreme pleasure, resembling someone afflicted with malaria.

 

“Heh, heh.”

 

The bright red fresh blood gradually became murky.

 

Even on a moonlit night, it would be difficult to notice the blood changing color. Even in broad daylight, one might not be able to distinguish it.

 

But the man could see it.

 

The fresh blood scattered on the earth slowly turning dark red.

 

He absorbed the life force dissolved in the blood as qi. The already thick smell of blood became slightly more intense.

 

It was different from natural decay, but it couldn’t be said that it wasn’t decay either.

 

“Go, good.”

 

The man, grinning foolishly as if intoxicated by something, shook his head. It seemed like an action to regain his senses.

 

“I wonder if they’re finished over there too?”

 

The man looking west soon grumbled.

 

“Damn it, this trickle is so frustrating I could die.”

 

As expected, human blood was the best.

 

If he had consumed human blood, he could have lasted at least two weeks, or even a month longer. Constantly consuming animal blood only made him crave blood more desperately.

 

The man suddenly recalled the Taoist Priest he had encountered by chance.

 

The moment he saw the Taoist Priest collapsed covered in blood, his reason snapped.

 

He frantically tore at his chest and sucked his blood, but suddenly felt nauseous. Perhaps because he was someone with Taoist Sect internal energy, even his blood tasted foul.

 

If dawn hadn’t been approaching, he might have sucked him dry despite the nausea…

 

“At this rate, it’ll really become dangerous.”

 

He even considered kidnapping a spectator, but hadn’t received permission.

 

The moment he drank human blood, he wouldn’t be satisfied with animal blood for a while. It was only because it was the Taoist Priest’s blood that he could barely escape the temptation of human blood – if it had been an ordinary person, he might be hunting people by now.

 

The man who had been sighing deeply raised his head.

 

Judging by the moon’s position and the concentration of yin energy, it was exactly midnight.

 

“Let’s call it a day.”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“Where to?”

 

Whooom! Crack!

 

As soon as he spun around and unleashed his fist wind, he kicked off the ground.

 

Someone he hadn’t even sensed had spotted him. He absolutely shouldn’t fight unless necessary, but if they had approached while even deceiving his qi sensitivity, he shouldn’t fight even without orders.

 

‘Damn it!’

 

He grabbed the spear stuck in the ground and poured all the absorbed blood power into his legs.

 

He immediately expelled the power that should have been quietly absorbed as internal power. Half of his hunting had become meaningless.

 

‘It’s not that woman!’

 

The Westerner with Pale Eyes was also a Taoist.

 

He didn’t know exactly which sect, but he had mastered super first-rate Taoist divine arts. The density was on a completely different level from the old Taoist Priest whose blood he had sucked.

 

It was likely the Wudang Sect.

 

Even knowing this, he couldn’t resist the temptation of yin energy and went hunting again.

 

‘This won’t do. I can’t operate in this area anymore. I need to return to Honam.’

 

Flash!

 

He felt an intense wind above his head.

 

Along with heavy pressure, someone blocked his path.

 

The man twisted his body without even checking his opponent’s face.

 

“Oh ho, look at this guy?”

 

Someone’s voice filled with interest.

 

The man felt his spine go cold.

 

‘This bastard is strong!’

 

It was an instinctive cry.

 

The man squeezed out all his strength.

 

At that moment, he felt something shooting at tremendous speed from behind.

 

The man instinctively rolled on the ground.

 

Whizz! Thud!

 

Something that tore through his back clothing flew and embedded in a large tree.

 

The man who had rolled on the ground a couple times got up.

 

‘…!’

 

What was stuck in the tree was a fairly thick tree branch.

 

It wasn’t even straight – a slightly curved tree branch thrown in a straight line. Since it had been torn off and rolling on the ground, it was a hollow branch that had long lost its life force.

 

‘An incredible master!’

 

His back felt hot. He had suffered minor lacerations on his skin.

 

‘I need to avoid this. This is an opponent I can’t defeat.’

 

He kicked off the ground again.

 

No, he tried to kick off.

 

Crack! Thud!

 

“Kugh!”

 

A stone that hit precisely behind his knee made his entire body stagger.

 

It didn’t penetrate, but the shock of the energy release spread through his entire body. Momentarily his vision went fuzzy and strength left his limbs.

 

Whoosh.

 

He could already feel his opponent’s presence approaching from behind.

 

Tremendous speed. Escape itself had become meaningless.

 

Instinctively operating the Dae Mang Hyeol Eum Gong, he eliminated the shock and turned his body to swing his spear.

 

Crack crack crack!

 

The writhing and bending spear shaft looked like a giant snake.

 

Strange but fast and accurate. It was martial arts embodied through long periods of arduous training.

 

At that moment, the man could see it.

 

The man’s body scattering like an illusion.

 

The spear blade pierced through the man’s neck, but not a drop of blood splattered. There was no sensation at all.

 

‘What, what is this?!’

 

The phantom of the man pierced by the spear blade disappeared like smoke.

 

Thud!

 

“Kugh!”

 

The fist that struck his side shook his entire body.

 

The man who flew while spitting blood somehow managed to right his posture. He knew that everything would end the moment he fell.

 

“Not bad.”

 

Thud!

 

How could the sound of feet kicking off the ground be so light?

 

The man gritted his teeth and swung his spear. The spear gripped with both hands underwent mysterious changes as it aimed for the man’s entire body.

 

Clang clang clang clang!

 

The man was shocked.

 

‘He blocked that?!’

 

With his tightly clenched fists, he struck the spear shaft below the blade and deflected it.

 

Six attacks missed the man’s body by a hair’s breadth. It was an unbelievable defense even seeing it with his own eyes.

 

‘How did he handle the Energy Release of the Great Python Blood Absorption Art with bare hands?!’

 

Whooooom.

 

The man’s two fists were dyed a subtle pale blue color.

 

The aura of pure Taoist Divine Art that made one’s chest feel refreshed just by looking at it. Along with the purity came an equally intimidating Energy Wave.

 

With the shortened distance, the man swung his spear like lightning.

 

The man deflected all those spear thrusts with the back of his hand while advancing.

 

And at the end.

 

Whoosh!

 

A powerful Energy Release burst from his fist tip that penetrated like a secret shadow.

 

Crash!

 

The man who flew away spurting blood broke a large tree and collapsed.

 

Whooooom.

 

Thick smoke leaked from the tip of his extended fist.

 

“…Demonic Energy.”

 

The man, Moyong Bi, frowned.

 

“Are Demonic Arts popular these days?”

 

If Tiger Form Fist was a hard fist technique, then Eagle Form Fist was a type of sharp and swift soft fist.

 

And the Leopard Form Fist that just exploded on the man’s solar plexus was a dark fist technique, a Martial Arts with the essence of one-strike kill despite being a basic skill.

 

“But that Demonic Art, it seems familiar somehow?”

 

Moyong Bi’s steps approaching the fallen man were still light. Not a trace of caution could be found.

 

When Moyong Bi approached within one zhang of the man.

 

The fallen man’s eyes blazed with fire.

 

Flash!

 

Using the elasticity of his upper body, he thrust his spear.

 

It was a desperate strike he thought could never be blocked, but his opponent was Moyong Bi.

 

“…!!”

 

Shock appeared on the man’s face.

 

The spear strike of Great Python Flash was blocked by his opponent’s hand. Not deflected, but stopped by grabbing the spear shaft to halt the spear’s advance.

 

Hissssss.

 

The Demonic Energy evaporating due to Infinite True Qi created acrid smoke.

 

“Right, now I understand.”

 

Seriousness also appeared on Moyong Bi’s face.

 

“It was the Great Python Spear, wasn’t it?”

 

“…?!”

 

“Filling Demonic Energy and Primordial Energy through blood absorption… There were a few like that. If it’s the Great Python Spear, what you learned is the Great Python Blood Absorption Art.”

 

“…!!”

 

“Isn’t that right? I’m sure that was the name I remember.”

 

The man opened and closed his mouth like a carp.

 

Moyong Bi’s hand gripping the spear curved coldly.

 

Whoosh! Crash!

 

“Urgh!”

 

With a simple wrist movement, the man’s entire body was embedded in the ground on the opposite side.

 

Rustle.

 

Around that time, Ja Dam also arrived.

 

“Let me see.”

 

Moyong Bi walked toward the man.

 

Dark blue veins bulged over the man’s pale face.

 

Infinite True Qi was penetrating and grinding away the Demonic Energy. As the power gained through blood was being broken down bit by bit, the density of Infinite True Qi was so tremendous that even the powerful recovery ability of Demonic Arts couldn’t handle it.

 

Moyong Bi flicked his finger.

 

Pop pop pop pop!

 

Finger Wind pressure point technique that instantly hit all the Paralysis Points on the upper and lower body and even sealed the Dantian.

 

Ja Dam unconsciously swallowed.

 

‘What exactly is his identity?!’

 

Moyong Bi’s Martial Arts was more surprising than the existence of the demon.

 

She knew he was an incredibly strong warrior, but to think he could even perform pressure point techniques with Finger Wind.

 

While Ja Dam could also perform Finger Wind pressure point techniques, doing it to someone lying in an awkward position without even properly looking at their pressure points was a completely different level.

 

“This seems to be the right one.”

 

“Yes, yes?”

 

“The bastard who sucked Yeong Geom’s blood. He probably saw the sun and ran away in the middle. Blood absorption itself is difficult to perform under the Yang Energy of the sun.”

 

“…?!”

 

“In other words, he hasn’t even mastered this Demonic Art.”

 

Ja Dam wanted to ask. How exactly did he know all of that?

 

Moyong Bi grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up.

 

“Now, let’s go to a good place to talk.”

 

A short while later.

 

The two people who arrived at the cave where Yeong Geom Jin In had collapsed carelessly threw the man down.

 

Moyong Bi, looking down at the man with cold eyes, extended his hand.

 

Whooooom.

 

Infinite True Qi arose and evaporated the similar energy that had penetrated the man’s interior.

 

“Get up.”

 

“Cough!”

 

The man who vomited blood opened his eyes.

 

Instantly, Ja Dam trembled without realizing it.

 

The man’s pupils were split vertically like a snake’s. They weren’t human eyes.

 

“What’s your name?”

 

To Moyong Bi’s indifferent question, the man opened his mouth.

 

“…Ba, Bang Hyeon.”

 

Ja Dam was surprised once again. Why was he answering so obediently?

 

Moyong Bi crouched down in front of the man.

 

“You’re the one who sucked that damned Taoist Priest’s blood, right?”

 

“Yes, yes!”

 

“Bang Hyeon… Are you perhaps affiliated with the Flying Spear Sect?”

 

“That’s correct.”

 

“Right, Flying Spear Sect. I remember.”

 

It was a sect he had heard of several times even during his days as Alliance Leader.

 

While they didn’t have Martial Arts at the level of the Nine Sects and One Alliance, they were located in northern Honam and suffered greatly from Sacred Blood Palace’s offensive.

 

He also remembered them fleeing to Hubei several times because so many people died.

 

“Why did a descendant of Flying Spear Sect learn something like Demonic Arts?”

 

“I, I am…”

 

“Right, tell me calmly.”

 

He seemed to be out of his right mind.

 

Bang Hyeon, who had been blankly staring into empty air, suddenly spoke in a hardened voice.

 

“We must become stronger.”

 

“…?”

 

“Before that person arrives, we will lay the foundation and establish supply lines. Someday, under that person’s glorious banner, the world will submit under the shadow of the demonic.”

 

Moyong Bi’s eyes immediately turned cold.

 

“That person?”

 

“That person is one who will reign as the glorious god of the Demonic Dao. We, as that person’s servants and seeds, will guide the worship of all people.”

 

The man’s eyes grew increasingly fierce.

 

“The sacred fire of holy blood will never be extinguished, and before the coming apocalypse, the sixth flame will howl.”

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