Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 173

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Chapter 173. Malice (2)

Watching the two people who appeared leisurely to the point of showing playfulness, Jegal Moon felt bewildered.

‘What is this?’

He had observed many people over a long time.

But these were the first ones he couldn’t read at all. They were clearly enemies, yet rather than wanting to kill them, he felt more troubled by them.

Jegal Moon glanced at Baek Ho.

With just a look, Baek Ho immediately understood what his superior wanted.

“Draw your swords.”

Clang!

The demons drew their swords. The rough drawing that made the quick draw sound was quite intentional.

Following Baek Ho’s instruction, the demons stood on both sides of the kneeling scholars and raised their weapons.

The moment they struck down with energy release, countless scholars would lose their lives in an instant.

Jegal Moon spoke calmly.

“Do you wish to rescue them?”

“That would be nice.”

At Moyong Bi’s answer, Jegal Moon was certain.

‘These aren’t the type who’ll be swayed by hostages’ lives.’

It would be good to save them, but it didn’t matter if they couldn’t.

It wasn’t an act—they truly felt that way.

While Jegal Moon briefly observed the two, Jegal Lin felt her emotions stirring.

‘Moyong Sohyeop!’

Moyong Bi glanced at Jegal Lin.

Seeing her eyes wavering unlike her usual self, Moyong Bi snorted and turned his gaze back to Jegal Moon.

It wasn’t dismissal.

The clever Jegal Lin immediately understood Moyong Bi’s action.

‘We mustn’t let them know we’re acquainted.’

Jegal Lin deeply lowered her head.

“You…”

Jegal Myeong, who had been staring blankly at Jegal Moon as if still unable to believe it, spoke haltingly.

“You, since when have you been… to me…?”

“That’s not what’s important, you stupid bastard.”

“What, what did you say?!”

“The situation has become serious. I need to borrow even your measly strength. Those two aren’t ordinary.”

Jegal Myeong, who had been dumbfounded, suddenly felt rage rising.

“You, how dare you speak like that in front of your elder brother!”

Jegal Moon sighed.

“You were easy to handle because you were stupid, but you always make me regret past choices at times like this.”

“What are you saying! First explain what’s going on…!”

“Catch this.”

Thud.

Jegal Myeong caught something heavy that Jegal Moon threw and frowned.

“What is this?!”

“A gift. Unwrap it.”

Jegal Myeong, looking at his younger brother with confused eyes, unwrapped the bundle.

In that moment, he unconsciously dropped what was wrapped in the bundle.

“Aaaah! Mother!”

“Gasp!”

Jegal Chung Yang was shocked senseless and Jegal Lin even began hyperventilating.

What was rolling on the floor was Chu Ssi’s severed head.

Jegal Moon spoke as if finding it amusing.

“The person you so desired wants to see your magnificent form. How about it? Are you ready?”

Whoooosh!

Dense demonic energy rose from Jegal Myeong’s body as he stared blankly at Chu Ssi’s head.

He himself didn’t even realize this fact. Shocked, his expression frozen, he endlessly stared at Chu Ssi’s head.

Jegal Moon spoke to Moyong Bi and Neung Hyeong.

“You must have seen quite a few openings, but not making the first move—is it to replenish your internal energy and stamina?”

Neung Hyeong spoke bluntly.

“Your self-esteem is overflowing to the point of excess.”

Despite his words, it was true.

This was a completely different opponent from the previous one who used the Yin Death Demonic Art. If they had met in their prime, he could have blown him away with a gesture, but not now.

‘This has become troublesome.’

Neung Hyeong glanced at Moyong Bi.

Just then, Moyong Bi opened his mouth.

“No need to wait any longer, right?”

Jegal Moon asked with a suspicious expression.

“Don’t tell me you were waiting for us to finish preparing for battle?”

“Yeah.”

“…That was an interesting lie.”

“Anyway, are you all done?”

Asking with an annoyed expression as if he didn’t want to talk anymore, Jegal Moon was instead flustered.

‘What exactly are they trusting in?’

Both were certainly great masters, but how could they remain so calm before this force?

Moyong Bi rolled his shoulders and said.

“If you’re ready, shall we begin?”

Neung Hyeong was equally bewildered.

– Hey, what are you trusting to rush like this?

– Skill.

– What?

– Don’t you have confidence in winning?

– Of course I do! I mean, we could handle the situation a bit more easily…

– That idiot needs to undergo demonic transformation for you to be comfortable.

– For me?

Moyong Bi frowned. His expression naturally showed such disdain that everyone watching felt inexplicably angry.

– Isn’t it about time you got used to it? Since when has your martial arts been demonic arts?

– Huh?

– Forget it, if you still don’t know, just fight.

Moyong Bi struck the ground with his toes.

Bang!

Beyond his toes that scraped the ground, countless stones scattered like buckshot.

The target was Jegal Moon.

Jegal Moon lightly swung his left hand.

Whoosh.

All those stones imbued with energy turned to powder and scattered.

“Aaaaaaah!”

As the atmosphere changed, Jegal Myeong’s demonic energy also exploded.

His eyes, howling toward the sky, had completely turned red.

The surging demonic energy was like the dance of water evaporating under unbearable heat, and the roar extending in all directions was like the companion of lightning hidden in cloud-filled places.

Paang!

Moyong Bi charged toward Jegal Moon, and Neung Hyeong rushed toward Jegal Myeong.

Jegal Moon was greatly surprised inwardly.

‘Fast!’

A speed faster than he had expected.

Jegal Moon immediately threw his body backward.

Paang!

It was where the hostages were, and naturally where his subordinates had set up their formation. Even if the scholars’ lives didn’t mean much, drawing the enemy to where his son-in-law was confined would make the fight much easier.

It was truly a reasonable action. Though he had betrayed the family, like a true descendant of the Jegal Clan, he pursued rationality over competitive spirit.

And Moyong Bi could read Jegal Moon’s psychology accurately.

Huuung!

Jin San Ho Bo changed to Chung Hak Yu Su Haeng as Moyong Bi’s charging form bent at a right angle.

Jegal Moon’s eyes widened.

Before he knew it, Moyong Bi had pulled out the spear stuck in the ground and was charging toward Jegal Myeong.

Toward the skillful chess piece who had already begun fighting with Neung Hyeong.

“That bastard!”

Jegal Moon pulled out a bamboo container from his chest and aimed it at them.

Perpung!

By now, Neung Hyeong and Jegal Myeong had already exchanged five moves.

Moyong Bi, who was about to thrust his spear blade into Jegal Myeong’s torso in one strike, felt cold killing intent from behind.

‘It’s not qi technique. It’s a hidden weapon.’

The ability to distinguish killing intent in an instant.

The Brain Gate Heart Technique and his experience of surviving through Asura Jang meshed together perfectly.

Pereng!

With an explosive sound, the bamboo container shattered and dozens of silver needles shot out in a straight line.

Moyong Bi’s advancing body smoothly descended downward then shot up to the opposite side.

Kwadeuk!

His feet dug into the ground.

The long spear in his right hand rotated as if bending from bottom to top.

Buaaang!

Since it was swung before the barrage of silver needles arrived, he couldn’t strike them down.

But that was the defense Moyong Bi had intended.

Huuuuung!

The silver needles followed the tip of the long spear that had swept through the air.

One of the Four Great Formulas of the Three Pure Infinite True Formula, the Absorption Formula, had been activated.

Moyong Bi twisted his body again and struck down with his long spear.

Paaak!

The silver needles drawing an arc poured toward Jegal Myeong.

Though slower than when they poured from the exploded bamboo container, they were lethal to Jegal Myeong who couldn’t escape his position due to Neung Hyeong’s steel-like fist techniques.

Tudududuk!

Most were deflected by the radiating demonic energy, but a few silver needles particularly imbued with strong Infinite True Qi managed to burrow into Jegal Myeong’s shoulder and forearm.

Jegal Myeong screamed and turned his head toward Moyong Bi.

At that moment, Neung Hyeong moved.

Hwaaaak!

A golden radiance more intense than ever brightly colored the right side of Jegal Myeong’s face.

Neung Hyeong was greatly surprised inwardly.

‘It’s scattering.’

The red soul energy surging from Jegal Myeong’s body was extinguishing frighteningly like fire meeting a downpour.

Even with his reason gone, Jegal Myeong was flustered. Before he knew it, his arm had turned black with extreme poison.

Neung Hyeong’s fist exploded against his face.

Kwang!

With a tremendous explosion, Jegal Myeong’s body flew more than ten zhang away.

Though he had struck with all his might, Neung Hyeong inwardly tilted his head, never having imagined such power.

‘What? Am I stronger than I thought?’

Buaaaang!

Moyong Bi, who had switched his grip to his other hand, shot out a Crouching Dragon Cannon.

The target was Jegal Moon.

With the battle changing rapidly in an instant, Jegal Moon couldn’t think of anything.

‘It’s hard to dodge. I’ll block it!’

Pure white demonic energy rippled in his extending hands.

The White Destruction Palm of the White Face Demonic Art was unleashed.

Kwaang!

“Keuk!”

Jegal Moon grimaced and stepped back.

White smoke was rising from both his hands. He hadn’t been able to fully receive the brutal power of the Crouching Dragon Cannon.

Moyong Bi was likewise staggering.

“Son of a bitch, you’re quite strong.”

Moyong Bi, who muttered as if grumbling, kicked the ground again.

Jegal Moon, who had tensed thinking he was charging, suddenly widened his eyes.

Moyong Bi wasn’t heading toward him or toward the blown-away Jegal Myeong.

The place he was heading was directly toward Baek Ho.

“Dodge!”

Though Jegal Moon was the higher superior, the Tiger Shadows could display their true power when together with their direct commander Baek Ho.

Jegal Moon flew toward Moyong Bi and Baek Ho also drew up his demonic art.

The moment the large triangle rapidly narrowed.

Moyong Bi’s foot stepped on the true angle once more.

Kwaang!

The ground split from the strike that poured out all his Infinite True Qi.

That wasn’t all. Invisible shockwaves rose from various places in the split ground, enveloping Jegal Moon and Baek Ho.

Though not threatening at all to people of their level, it was enough to make them momentarily hesitate.

At that moment, Moyong Bi’s body scattered like smoke.

Dream Phantom Bubble Shadow Body Technique.

It was the Martial Alliance Leader’s exclusive divine technique, possessing overwhelming speed and mystique to the extent that it was said to be comparable not to jianghu peak-level techniques, but to the greatest lightness skills of all time that had been talked about for hundreds of years.

Jegal Moon, who had momentarily lost track of Moyong Bi’s presence, looked around.

‘That bastard!’

Before he knew it, Moyong Bi was carrying Jegal Chung Yang and Jegal Lin on his shoulders and heading toward the entrance.

Jegal Moon was shocked.

In the end, what he had wanted wasn’t the annihilation of this side, but rescuing the hostages first.

‘I was deceived.’

He was certain that from the very moment he had scraped the ground with his toes to attack until now, he had drawn the entire picture.

Unbearable humiliation.

“This bastard!”

The enraged Jegal Moon wrapped his entire body in pure white demonic energy and shouted.

“Baek Ho! Use all your strength to kill the Jegal clan members!”

“Yes sir!”

Then, Moyong Bi carelessly threw the two people at the entrance.

Jegal Moon, who had wondered what he was suddenly doing, saw someone in the distance catching his two nephews.

“Chung Ho?!”

Surprisingly, it was Jegal Chung Ho.

He had been moving together with Neung Hyeong, and as soon as the fight broke out, he hid Jegal Dan somewhere safe, then met up with the returning Moyong Bi and had been waiting nearby.

“How dare that bastard!”

Thud!

Moyong Bi, who had slowed his speed with another shock step, stood in front of the Middle Gate.

Creak!

Moyong Bi closed the Middle Gate that connected to the wall and looked back at Jegal Gate.

“Now no one can escape.”

Moyong Bi’s complexion was pale. It was because he had used the Dream Phantom Shadow Divine Technique, which hadn’t reached perfection, with internal energy that hadn’t fully recovered yet.

However, his aura was stronger, rougher, and more abundant than when his internal energy had been at full capacity.

On a battlefield where there was nothing to worry about.

Gwangmyeong Mujon began transforming into the Mad Demon.

“I need to finish this quickly and go eat. I’m hungry, you bastards.”

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