Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 167

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Chapter 167. Parasite (1)

Baek Cheong felt as if every hair on his body was standing on end.

Wooong! Wooong!

Neung Hyeong, who had revealed his full power after a long time, was intoxicated by his pulsating True Energy and was emitting unnecessarily powerful Energy Waves.

Those Energy Waves were quiet waves, but his opponent heard the phantom sound of splashing from the silent waves.

“Hseup!”

Baek Cheong, who retreated with a pale complexion, burned his Demonic Energy more than necessary as if engaging in a childish fight.

Of course, it wasn’t because he was actually childish.

The Heavenly Dragon Demon Subduing Divine Art that Neung Hyeong had mastered contained stronger demon-subduing power than even Shaolin’s Divine Art Supreme Techniques, which had sacrificed some Buddhist nature to enhance the martial art’s own power.

Generally, Buddhist martial arts tend to be more strict and destructive toward the reverse of heaven than Taoist martial arts.

Seeing that he had mastered such martial arts to this level in just a few months proved that Neung Hyeong’s soul was certainly not evil, even setting aside Moyong Bi’s help.

“Sha, Shaolin?!”

At Baek Cheong’s flustered question, Neung Hyeong’s face twisted sharply.

“What terrible nonsense are you spouting, you little bastard? Do I look like those damn bald monks to you?!”

The words coming from the mouth of someone emitting power like the pinnacle of destroying evil and revealing righteousness were unbelievably vulgar and crude.

In that mismatched contrast, Baek Cheong couldn’t just remain flustered.

“Block him somehow! Stake your lives on it!”

The common-sense response to an enemy was bound to be a clichéd response because that enemy was Moyong Bi.

Baek Cheong didn’t care about such trivial shame, and the Ma In felt the same way.

Swoosh!

The aggressive footwork was as fast and eerie as a hidden beast charging at its prey.

It was footwork where fierce momentum stood out much more than subtlety or speed. Baek Cheong’s movements were so savage that the footwork itself looked like an attack.

The axe swung simultaneously.

Like the beloved tool of some skilled woodcutter who had supported his children by selling firewood alone, Baek Cheong’s axe looked old and worn.

But the Killing Intent contained in the axe blade proved that it was a weapon worthy of being called a Demonic Weapon, and the Demonic Energy injected into the Demonic Weapon transformed the old axe into a masterpiece that could shatter even the world’s finest swords.

Baek Cheong’s intention was clear.

He needed to find out what level of Master that Monster emitting golden aura was.

If he couldn’t capture Jegal Dan alive, he would have to kill him. With three attacks, a total of three attacks, he decided to clarify his course of action.

But his resolution didn’t require more than two axe strikes.

Neung Hyeong swung his bare fist with an indifferent expression.

The golden light fist that felt even sacred, the Bodhi Vajra Divine Fist, which was a fist technique of the Heavenly Dragon Demon Subduing Divine Art and counted as one of the ten great fist techniques of esoteric Buddhism, unfolded.

Bang!

The fist technique that would make enemies retreat on their own with a strand of mercy became a Strong Fist capable of punching holes even in steel fortress walls due to Neung Hyeong’s temperament.

From that tremendous single punch, Baek Cheong was sent flying at a speed faster than his charging speed and crashed into the wall.

“Kuhek!”

The amount of blood he coughed up was considerable.

Even the hand gripping the axe was completely mangled. The bone joints had been crushed by the fist pressure.

‘A, an incredible Master!’

It was a thought that was half right and half wrong.

Looking only at the level of martial arts mastered, Neung Hyeong, who had only learned for three months, couldn’t overwhelm Baek Cheong’s level.

But Neung Hyeong was a strong warrior who had been discussed as the best under heaven, and he knew various methods to produce power of five or more with the strength of one.

Decisively, in Neung Hyeong’s eyes, the flaws in Baek Cheong’s axe techniques and footwork were clearly visible.

Against a Master who could read breathing patterns moment by moment beyond flaws and even grasp and crush the gaps in martial arts, especially when attacking with martial arts he knew, it wasn’t strange that the match was decided in one strike.

“Mountain Cleaving Axe Technique.”

Neung Hyeong’s face was colored with bitterness unlike himself.

‘Iron Bull Demon Lord’s martial arts.’

To be precise, it was martial arts that Iron Bull Demon Lord had slightly modified and passed down to his closest associates.

The martial arts of an old subordinate he was seeing after such a long time. Neung Hyeong suddenly felt bad.

“What are you sitting around for? Hurry up and beat them all down!”

As if waiting for those words, Moyong Bi’s attacks became even more intense.

Thwack thwack thwack thwack!

Mixing True Mountain Tiger Step, Silver Forest Leopard Step, and even Flying Heaven Golden Step, crushing the Ma In’s heads as if possessed, there was no mercy in his hands.

The faces of the remaining Ma In turned pale.

Even the cold and ruthless demonic nature given by Demonic Arts was useless before this unbelievable Master’s violence.

But they didn’t turn their eyes away from their orders and tried to overcome the creeping fear of death by carrying out even more violent attacks.

Their attempts failed miserably.

Moyong Bi, who had been crushing enemies with dance-like fluid movements, unleashed the Golden Gate Five Rings Arena toward the remaining five Ma In.

Crack crack crack!

The bodies of the Ma In caught in the massive rotational force turned into pieces of flesh and gathered toward the center of rotation.

Thud thud thud.

The moment the tension’s power was withdrawn, their traces that couldn’t leave even one intact corpse scattered indifferently.

“Huff! Huff!”

Moyong Bi’s breathing became rough.

His pale complexion and flushed face showed clear signs of exhaustion.

He had directly broken through nearly a hundred Ma In and completely destroyed them all.

It was bravery that put the equipment of the Jangpan faction to shame, but even Moyong Bi couldn’t help but be exhausted. If it hadn’t been for enlightenment and experience, he would have retreated from exhaustion before even finishing off half of them.

Moyong Bi, who had been walking calmly, suddenly staggered and gripped his knees with both hands.

“Damn it.”

The Infinite True Qi screamed. Due to extreme Internal Energy consumption, his Dantian was also crying out, making his body feel like it was shrinking.

Fortunately, the Brain Gate Heart Technique kept his mind clear.

So the pain became more vivid, but it was easy to control his internal energy with his sharp mind.

“Father!”

Jegal Chung Ho, who was panting from exhaustion, passed by Moyong Bi and ran to Jegal Dan.

“Father! Are you alright?”

Though he was in a state of near-unconsciousness, Jegal Dan’s mind, hearing his blood relative’s call, displayed superhuman endurance once again.

“Chung Ho… is that you, Chung Ho?”

“Yes! It’s Chung Ho!”

“Quickly, quickly go to Gi Hak Forest.”

Though it was already a place discovered by the enemy, Jegal Dan, whose mind was confused, had forgotten even that.

“Run away with your brothers. You must prepare for the future.”

“Father! Come to your senses!”

“Never, never must you die…”

Jegal Chung Ho’s eyes became wet with tears.

“I won’t die. Father, you must come to your senses too.”

“I am…”

Jegal Dan couldn’t finish his words and lost consciousness. It was because Neung Hyeong had pressed his pressure point.

“Don’t talk to him, kid. His spirit consumption is excessive. If you keep talking to him, it’ll be more dangerous.”

“Ah, please save my father.”

The sight of Jegal Chung Ho crying with a tearful face, begging to save his father, was really like looking at a child not even ten years old.

He had never once imagined that his family would end up like this. Rather, he had tried to think only of himself, escaping from the suffocating family estate, so he had tried even more to distance himself from his blood relatives.

“Please save my father! I’ll do anything!”

Neung Hyeong frowned and said.

“Whether you do anything or not, figure it out yourself, and stop crying because it’s annoying.”

“Ple, please!”

“Ah, I’ll save him, won’t that do?! What kind of man sits there bawling?! Anyway, these orthodox sect kids are weak even when they’re grown up!”

Only after the sharp scolding did Jegal Chung Ho come to his senses and tried to control his heart.

That’s right. Now wasn’t the time to cry but the time to do something.

The moment that thought occurred, Jegal Chung Ho was able to look around his surroundings with surprising calmness.

‘Ma In.’

Captivated by Moyong Bi’s unbelievable breakthrough power, he hadn’t noticed, but the shattered corpses were all Ma In who had learned demonic arts.

‘This can’t be! Were they really Ma In?’

Then, Moyong Bi raised his body.

In the hands of him who had straightened his upper body, the spear he had thrown earlier was already gripped.

Moyong Bi asked Neung Hyeong.

“The family head?”

“It’s a bit dangerous. The problem isn’t internal injuries but poison. He’s been poisoned by quite a potent one.”

“Can you identify it?”

“No way, man. I don’t know everything about such things either.”

“You should at least know the type.”

“I need to properly check his pulse. What’s fortunate is that this family head fellow’s bloodline is sturdier than expected. For a Jegal, he trained his internal energy quite diligently.”

“I see.”

“What will you do? It seems they’ve noticed the disturbance that occurred here.”

The energy of the Heavenly Dragon Demon Subduing Divine Art was sensitively reading the approaching demonic energy.

Moyong Bi was the same. Though his qi sensitivity was disturbed due to extreme internal energy consumption, the Brain Gate Heart Technique read the Ma In more sensitively than Neung Hyeong.

He silently approached Baek Cheong.

Having been so severely beaten, Baek Cheong couldn’t even lift his head properly. His demonic energy was also hindered by the Heavenly Dragon Demon Subduing True Energy and couldn’t operate as before.

Swish.

Baek Cheong gritted his teeth.

The sensation of a cold spear blade threatening his neck. It seemed as if death, wrapping itself around him like a shadow, was whispering that the time had come.

“Who is the ringleader?”

“Cough! J-just kill me.”

“I’ll kill you anyway. Who’s the ringleader?”

“Stop talking nonsense and kill me!”

Thunk!

“Huh?”

Baek Cheong looked at Moyong Bi with bewildered eyes.

Moyong Bi, who had thrust the spear blade into his neck, coldly withdrew it.

“I asked twice just in case. As expected, you won’t tell me.”

“Wh-what…?”

“I don’t have the hobby of asking three times.”

Splash!

The blood that gushed out soon flowed down like a stream, soaking his upper body.

Toward Baek Cheong who looked up as if he couldn’t believe it, Moyong Bi tilted his head.

“Why? Did you think I’d keep you as a hostage?”

“You…!”

“A worthless hostage is worse than dog shit.”

Moyong Bi turned around.

“Rot well.”

Whoooosh!

Smoke began rising from his entire body.

Baek Cheong wanted to scream. But he couldn’t. The terrible pain erupting from somewhere in his belly had stolen away even his screams.

Watching Baek Cheong rapidly withering away, Neung Hyeong spoke with a frustrated expression.

“Stupid bastard. What glory did he expect to gain by even learning the Overlapping Art?”

The demonic art Baek Cheong had learned was of the Red rank.

However, his strength was at a level that easily surpassed the elders of the Jegal Family. In terms of demonic art realm, he was at a level beyond the Demon Sea Realm, approaching the Demon Ancestor Realm.

Nevertheless, the reason he rapidly decayed as soon as his primordial energy vessel broke was because he had learned the Overlapping Art.

The Overlapping Art was a technique that allowed the cultivation of demonic arts, which were already fast to refine, at more than double the speed, and was a study that few people learned unless they were quite urgent.

During the Orthodox-Demon War, it was also a martial art that Sacred Blood Palace, increasingly pushed back by the Martial Alliance in the latter half of the war, forcibly made their subordinate palace disciples learn.

Naturally, the side effects were also extreme.

“So, what will you do now?”

“What do you mean what? We have to charge toward the source of the problem.”

“That place will be the most dangerous.”

“Fighting in a state where my strength is completely drained is more dangerous.”

“True.”

“This time you’ll have to work hard. I’m quite exhausted.”

Neung Hyeong, who had entrusted Jegal Dan to Jegal Chung Ho, spoke bluntly.

“How could you not be? I’ll fight with a truly compassionate heart.”

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