Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 164

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Chapter 164. Cannibalism (4)

“Family Head. The Heavenly Formation and Ten Formations in the Inner Courtyard have begun operating.”

Anxiety arose on Jegal Dan’s face.

“What about the Four Groups?”

“Contact with the Second Group in the Outer Courtyard has been cut off, and among the Second Group in the Inner Courtyard, the Mathematics Group is positioned where you previously ordered, while the Great Star Group is on standby at their residence.”

“What about the Three Teams in the Inner Courtyard?”

“They are carrying out guard, training, and patrol duties throughout the Inner Courtyard.”

“Summon all three teams to the front of the Family Head’s Office!”

“I receive your command.”

It was then.

“Family Head!”

The person who came rushing in with a clatter was Jegal Mu Jeong, Jegal Dan’s cousin and leader of the Inner Courtyard’s Great Star Group.

“T-terrible news! All members of the Great Star Group have currently collapsed from some unknown drug!”

“What?”

“That’s not all! All the Sect Disciples of the Inner Courtyard’s three teams are also unconscious!”

“Th-this…!”

At that moment, Hak Yeong’s eyes sharpened.

“If I may be so bold, where were you, Great Star Group Leader?”

“What do you mean?”

“How could you come all the way here after seeing with your own eyes that all the group members and sect disciples had collapsed?”

In that instant, Jegal Mu Jeong’s gaze completely changed.

Hak Yeong’s body moved instinctively.

Bang!

White smoke that burst from Jegal Mu Jeong’s chest instantly spread throughout the entire Family Head’s Office.

At the same time, Jegal Mu Jeong’s body was slammed into the wall next to the office door. He hit so hard that the wall was deeply dented.

“Family Head!”

Hak Yeong’s urgent cry.

Jegal Dan’s face instantly turned ashen.

“Mu Jeong… even you?!”

“Impressive martial arts.”

Jegal Mu Jeong frowned as he straightened his posture and drew a folding fan from his waist.

“Even if you’re a branch family member, blood is still blood, yet you passed on Jegal’s true martial arts to a mere guard who isn’t even family.”

The voice dripping with thick killing intent was like a bizarre echo rising from a pitch-black pit with no visible bottom.

Hak Yeong extended his hand to the left.

Bang!

The wall collapsed with an explosive sound.

Surprise appeared on Jegal Mu Jeong’s face.

“Great Heavenly Star Palm Technique! You’ve achieved that level of mastery?”

“Family Head! Please escape!”

Then, Jegal Dan’s hand crossed over Hak Yeong’s shoulder.

It was a fist, not a palm. Hammer-like fist wind shot toward Jegal Mu Jeong with a heavy sound.

Startled, Jegal Mu Jeong covered his front with the folding fan.

Crash! Crack!

The fan shattered and Jegal Mu Jeong, whose hand holding the fan was broken, coughed up blood as he flew through the wall.

“Urgh!”

Jegal Mu Jeong’s face was extremely pale as he stood up with a groan. He had suffered severe internal injuries.

“H-how?”

“Did you think I wouldn’t know about the drug energy you’ve been steadily accumulating in this rotten body?”

At first he didn’t know, and when he realized it, it was too late.

But Jegal Dan was someone who had mastered almost all the medical texts within the family.

To treat his wife, and to treat himself, there was no acupuncture technique or medicine he hadn’t tried.

“Even if I couldn’t remove the poison, I could build up enough defenses to not be affected by any more drugs.”

“Cough!”

“Only for a very brief moment though.”

Anxiety appeared in Hak Yeong’s eyes.

“Family Head, please escape quickly.”

“Where would I flee when the Eight Formations with Divine Energy and Soul Shattering are surrounding us, and even the Heavenly Formation and Ten Formations are operating?”

“But…!”

“You must go to ‘that place’ right now.”

That place meant Gi Hak Forest.

“Family Head!”

“Do you intend to refuse my final command? You are my direct subordinate before being my guard. Do not refuse your superior’s orders.”

Hak Yeong gritted his teeth.

Though born with lesser talent than others, he had reached this position through loyalty alone. To such a person, the Family Head had even given the Jegal Clan’s secret transmissions that weren’t easily passed down even to blood relatives.

How could his heart be at peace when his lifelong benefactor, to whom he owed his life – no, his soul – was telling him to leave?

But having served this lord for so long, he knew his heart better than anyone.

“…I will return as soon as I finish the task.”

With those words, Hak Yeong launched his body.

Jegal Dan fastened a precious sword that had been standing to one side to his waist.

“Mu Jeong.”

“Cough! Ugh!”

“Though I may not have been a good family head to you all, I don’t think I failed to provide much as blood relatives. So how could you betray me?”

“Hehe.”

Jegal Mu Jeong’s face as he raised his head with a chuckle made Jegal Dan’s skin crawl.

Reddish pupils, pale face.

The bizarre energy emanating from his entire body was like the screaming heat waves of hot water poured in the front yard during winter.

“Human greed has no end, doesn’t it?”

“So it’s because of power after all.”

“I should say ‘as expected’ rather than ‘after all.’ What in this world could be better than a throne of power?”

“Hah.”

“It’s absurd from the start for a martial family to debate whether to treat scholars well or not. I have no intention of serving those worthless fools with decades of pride but no productivity as my superiors.”

Jegal Dan let out a sigh.

“Foolish… You must know why the Main Family House established itself here.”

“That is Elder Brother’s mistake.”

Whoosh!

Reddish energy rose from both of Jegal Mu Jeong’s hands.

It was too upright like pure True Energy to call it Demonic Energy, but too ominous-looking to say it wasn’t.

“The Jegal clan has no need for a leader who clings to the past and cannot see reality.”

Swoosh!

Jegal Mu Jeong charged roughly and unleashed killing techniques without a moment’s hesitation.

The light of determination also rose in Jegal Dan’s face.

Crash!

* * *

Clang clang clang clang!

All sorts of hidden weapons flying from all directions bounced off without penetrating a single spear.

Wonder appeared on Jegal Chung Ho’s face.

‘This can’t be.’

Moyong Bi’s spear technique was like the brushstrokes of a legendary master calligrapher wielding his brush with the momentum of completing a work in one stroke.

Though it was impossible to tell what kind of pattern he was drawing, when the spear shaft and blade that created afterimages swept through the air several times, countless hidden weapons from the Singi Pokjin lost their force and bounced away as if they had struck a wall.

It was as if he was advancing while surrounding himself with a massive fortress wall dyed in the color of iron spears like a shield.

“How annoying.”

Jegal Chung Ho responded to Neung Hyeong’s grumbling.

“It will end soon! But the finale of Singi Pokjin is never…!”

“Who do you think I’m talking about this mechanical formation to?”

“What?”

Neung Hyeong’s eyes were fixed on Moyong Bi.

‘Though he’s still far from his prime.’

Moyong Bi’s spear technique was drawing out the same momentum from those days when it would summon fierce gales that seemed capable of toppling all of Tian Zi Mountain.

‘He’s steadily making progress.’

The subtlety of his footwork and the power of his spear technique were incomparable to those times.

But his way of using his body, the delicacy of controlling the waves of internal energy, and his advancing force that perfectly blocked the rear while breaking through mechanisms with strength were more than enough to remind one of that old nemesis who was called the Mad Demon.

Though still far off, he was breaking through on the shortest path toward the realm he had once achieved.

Just by watching his movements, just by seeing his ability to wield energy release, one could tell.

‘In the midst of this, he’s slightly different from back then.’

It had to be so.

The old nemesis from his days as Martial Alliance Leader had steadily built up through talent and experience to finally construct an absolute realm.

But the current Moyong Bi had to adjust many aspects in order to execute his past enlightenment with this body.

His adjustment ability was truly remarkable. He seemed to instinctively know how much internal energy to use and how much to adjust speed and strength compared to before in order to unleash his enlightenment.

Then what about his spear technique patterns?

Buuung! Jjeojeojeong!

With a single swing, he created thick wind pressure, crushing and deflecting iron needles sharper than arrowheads.

A master’s brushstrokes.

In the air, a masterpiece of unknown identity was being painted, one that made all observers hold their breath.

‘It’s fiercer than expected.’

Though he was deploying his spear technique with the momentum to breathe fire, Moyong Bi’s eyes were calmly surveying all directions.

‘Indeed, the Jegal Clan. Overlaying mechanisms on formations… had they reached this level of mastery?’

Centered on the illusion formation was Swaehonn Bakyukjin, with Singi Pokjin covering above it.

In his eyes as he led the way, countless illusions were visible.

Sometimes a picture-like paradise, sometimes a fire hell with meteor showers pouring down, sometimes a wasteland where not even a single weed grew, and after the wasteland collapsed, a scene of waves crashing on a sea where it was hard to even maintain balance appeared.

The reason Neung Hyeong and Jegal Chung Ho saw only one dark passage blocked on all sides was because Moyong Bi was receiving all those illusions at the front.

Moyong Bi silently recited the incantation of the Samcheong Mugeuk Jin Formula.

‘One heart.’

Since his mind was unshaken, the illusions could not affect his body either.

Neither the iron needles shooting from a deer’s mouth in paradise, nor the poison bullets exploding everywhere in the hellish land where rivers of fire flowed, nor the countless blades poured out by wasteland storms, nor the poison sand transformed from water droplets scattered with the waves could penetrate the force field he had erected.

And this was not solely thanks to the Samcheong Formula.

Uuuuung!

A quadruple-layered ordeal combining the illusion formation and the three outer formations.

Within that ordeal, Moyong Bi could clearly see where and how to break through.

It was the power of Brain Gate Heart Technique. The divine energy that had entered the realm of Soul Burning First Method resonated with Mugeuk True Energy, maximizing Moyong Bi’s senses.

And shortly after.

Peo peo peng!

Moyong Bi alone entered the heart of a battlefield where a million-strong army had formed ranks.

Enemy forces firing cannons before the charge. Those cannons would display power greater than actual cannons.

Because they were certainly not simple steel balls, but explosive shells filled with gunpowder.

‘If I had light armor, I could break through low. But the two people would get caught in the explosion.’

He derived an immediate answer along with his contemplation.

It was power given by his past experience as Martial Alliance Leader rather than Brain Gate Heart Technique.

Uuuuung!

The pale blue true energy covering the iron spear created small rotations in different directions at various points.

Amidst the unpredictable rotations of true energy, he even added the power of , the fourth great formula of Samcheong Formula.

Hook!

The Silver Forest Swift Step that enabled him to charge in a low stance.

Moyong Bi, who appeared before the fire net of explosive shells in an instant, rotated his long spear with terrifying momentum.

Buaang!

Following the spear shaft rotating at high speed, dozens of energy releases with rotational force covered all directions along with repulsive force.

Buung!

The incoming explosive shells flew backward in fierce curves.

Not missing a single one, he sent them all to the opposite side. It was movement closer to staff technique than spear technique, and more like an instinct for easily unleashing energy manipulation arts than staff technique.

The result exceeded expectations.

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!!

Due to the explosive shells detonating outside the designated area, the formation was instantly shaken.

Hwaaaaak!

The formation’s power was lifted in an instant.

Paljin Bulipdo was breached from the very first entry, Singi Pokjin was destroyed at this very moment, and Swaehonn Bakyukjin temporarily lost its function due to the explosive shells.

“Huk!”

“It’s, it’s an enemy!”

As vision cleared, the appearance of Jegal Clan’s Outer Courtyard was revealed.

Jegal Clan warriors waiting on all sides were startled and drew their weapons, then charged toward Moyong Bi.

Jegal Chung Ho shouted.

“Moyong Sohyeop!”

Moyong Bi immediately gripped his spear in reverse.

Then he unhesitatingly deployed a combination of Enemy-Striking Staff Technique and Dragon Spear Method.

Peo beo beo beo beok!

The charging warriors flew through the air one after another.

Broken weapons became hidden weapons that wounded their comrades, and the flying warriors either fainted or became unable to fight and couldn’t get up again.

Unbelievable breakthrough power – a path opened in an instant.

Jegal Chung Ho shouted again.

“To the northeast…!”

Before he could finish speaking, Moyong Bi had already set his path toward the Inner Courtyard.

Brain Gate Heart Technique rang an alarm. He knew exactly where he needed to go.

Shortly after.

The three people, with the Outer Courtyard warriors trailing behind them like a tail, reached the wall of the Inner Courtyard.

Moyong Bi unhesitatingly extended his left hand.

Before touching the wall, Mugeuk True Energy rotating at ultra-high speed granted infinite power to his palm.

It was the Martial Alliance Leader’s exclusive palm technique, Golden Pattern Five Wheels Palm.

Kwaaaaang!!

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