Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 70

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Chapter 70. Madness Manifestation (5)

Crash!

Lee Jong Baek, who couldn’t even draw his sword, spat blood as he was sent flying.

His sword sheath was crushed and the sword blade shattered. If he hadn’t blocked with even that, he would have suffered at least serious injuries.

“Cough! E-everyone retreat!”

He realized it in just one exchange.

He, the third-ranking member of the Hong Clan Sword Family, couldn’t block even a single strike. It would be useless for the swordsmen to struggle.

Thwack!

Three swordsmen spat blood as they were sent flying.

Powerful force was contained in light gestures. Even casually swung movements released energy – he was using formidable martial arts despite being out of his mind.

“Aaahhhhh!!”

The roar he let out while raising his head was now no different from a beast’s cry.

The swordsmen’s faces turned pale.

“Demonic Art?!”

Even without having seen it before, they could tell. Demonic Energy was that alien.

Lee Jong Baek, who had jumped up, picked up a fallen swordsman’s sword.

“Gather all the family’s swordsmen! The Family Head is…!”

Lee Jong Baek couldn’t bring himself to continue.

That’s right. That person was the Family Head.

Why on earth had the Family Head learned Demonic Arts?

“What are you doing just sitting there!”

Thwack!

Moyong Bi appeared to the left of Hong Jun Ak who was charging toward Lee Jong Baek.

Thud!

He launched his body and struck the face with his knee, sending Hong Jun Ak flying to the right where he collapsed.

As soon as he fell, he immediately got back up. His face, protected by Demonic Energy, was unharmed.

“Grrr.”

“Get your head straight and fight properly! That way it’ll be easier for me!”

Despite his casual tone, his powerful voice was low and intense.

Lee Jong Baek snapped to attention.

“W-who are you?!”

His body was slender and his face was covered with a mask. Only his eyes were visible, making it impossible to tell who he was.

Moyong Bi looked at Hong Jun Ak and said.

“Remember what I said about getting tense the moment you hold something in your hand?”

In his left hand were four stones.

“Kraaah!”

Hong Jun Ak charged again.

Moyong Bi spun his body mercilessly.

They flew so fast that even Hong Jun Ak with his beast-like senses couldn’t block them.

Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!

The stones hit his forehead, chest, thigh, and broken shoulder – every single one.

All shots hit their mark.

The stopping effect was excellent too.

“Urgh!”

Hong Jun Ak staggered with his head lowered. The other areas hurt, but especially the hits to his forehead and broken shoulder were significant.

Moyong Bi didn’t give his opponent time.

Whoosh!

He kicked a fallen sword with his foot, and it shot forward like he had performed flying sword techniques.

Hong Jun Ak hastily swung his left arm.

Clang!

The flying iron sword was deflected to the side.

At the moment he struck the sword, Primordial True Energy was transmitted. Hong Jun Ak’s left hand also became covered in blood.

‘Here!’

Flying Heaven Golden Steps instantly switched to Silver Forest Stealth Steps.

Moyong Bi, who had somehow drawn his short staff and gripped it with both hands, swung it powerfully.

Slice!

Lee Jong Baek’s eyes widened.

‘I-impossible!’

Hong Jun Ak’s right shoulder slowly split apart.

Thud!

The severed arm convulsed as it fell.

He had cut off an arm with an iron short staff. It was a divine slashing attack that could be seen nowhere else.

‘Sword Energy Injuring People!’

That’s right. This had to be sword energy.

The pinnacle realm that every swordsman wished to reach.

If he had formed sword energy with a blunt short staff, this was no ordinary master – he was an extraordinary one.

“You’re twisting your body there? Kid, you’re useful.”

He managed to say such things even in the middle of a life-and-death battle.

But there was no mercy for the pathetic.

“What are you doing!”

A much more resounding voice than before awakened Lee Jong Baek’s mind.

“Demonic Energy disrupts human minds! Focus!”

“Y-yes!”

Despite being a young voice, the dignity and spirit contained within it was terrifying. He couldn’t help but respond automatically.

Lee Jong Baek hurriedly encouraged the swordsmen.

“When reinforcements arrive, we’ll switch to the Great Martial Sword Formation! For now, use the Small Formation to restore the Family Head’s mind…!”

Lee Jong Baek bit his lips while giving instructions.

He was amazed at his own words.

‘That’s not Qi Deviation.’

Even if he had fallen into Qi Deviation, he couldn’t emit such Demonic Energy. If so, all the miscellaneous Internal Energy Cultivation Methods would have been discarded and lost.

The Family Head had learned Demonic Arts.

And terribly horrific Demonic Arts at that.

“Disrupt the demon’s mind!”

“Yes!”

Clang-clang-clang!

It felt like hammering iron plates rather than striking a body.

Even with one arm gone, Hong Jun Ak’s strength didn’t diminish. His movements became rougher, but his power seemed to grow stronger and his skin harder.

Toward such a foe, Moyong Bi was unleashing all manner of attacks.

Thwack-thwack! Bang! Whoosh!

The short staff struck his head, knees slammed into his jaw. He pushed the chest with his shoulder to create distance, then immediately spun to thrust the short staff into the solar plexus.

It was truly inspired movement.

‘Terrifying.’

Lee Jong Baek unconsciously swallowed.

‘Each strike, each strike is a lethal killing move. Can he link such attacks so naturally?’

Tss-tss-tss.

The swordsmen gradually increased the intensity of their pressure.

Hong Jun Ak’s face contorted.

“Kerhng!”

Hong Jun Ak, who had been making sounds that might have been roars, suddenly turned his body.

‘This bastard?’

Moyong Bi’s eyes contorted.

Just having the guy’s attention divided made him much easier to deal with. If he could just pound him a little more, he could definitely shatter his demonic art and kill him.

But suddenly this bastard turned around.

Paaak!

Lee Jong Baek, who was closer, moved faster than Moyong Bi.

“Family Head!”

Powerful internal energy was infused into the fallen swordsman’s sword.

“Please come to your senses!”

Lee Jong Baek vigorously swung a single sword strike.

The target was Hong Jun Ak’s thigh.

Moyong Bi’s face contorted.

“Look at that bird-brain!”

Kaang! Pueok!

The sword’s life was worth only a small cut on the demon’s thigh.

Lee Jong Baek, struck hard on the shoulder, staggered and was pushed back. In that gap, Hong Jun Ak brushed past Lee Jong Baek.

Pababak!

The speed was tremendous.

It seemed like he had poured all his remaining strength into lightness techniques. Even Moyong Bi found it difficult to match that speed.

That’s when it happened.

“Kiiaaak!”

“Wh-what!”

The pavilion still burning with fire.

Near it, swordsmen of the Blue Sword Unit along with laborers and handmaidens were gathered. They finally saw Hong Jun Ak.

“It’s a monster!”

Someone’s cry soon represented everyone’s thoughts.

Bloodshot eyes with not a trace of white visible, mouth corners covered in saliva and foam, a dark red heated face and the appearance of a missing right arm.

On top of that, the sight of him running while emanating demonic energy redder than fire.

With shadows cast on his face from the firelight, he couldn’t help but look like a monster.

“St-stop him!”

Kwaang!

The swordsman who had shouted to stop him flew away covered in blood.

It was an instinctively deployed splitting palm strike. The swordsman, with all his bones shattered, couldn’t escape instant death.

A cruel smile appeared on Hong Jun Ak’s face.

Not only the laborers and handmaidens, but even the swordsmen were paralyzed with fear, unable to move a finger.

“Everyone stand back!”

Paak!

Hong Jun Ak, reacting to the voice from behind, changed direction.

It was where the young handmaidens were.

“Hup!”

“Kyaaak!”

At the screams of his prey, Hong Jun Ak burst into laughter filled with pleasure.

“Kuhahaha!”

The wickedly echoing laughter aroused fear hotter and thicker than flames.

That laughter was full of lustful energy. The clear intent to violate the young women immediately.

Everyone instinctively felt this fact. Hong Jun Ak’s demonic energy was that direct and his intentions that clear.

Yet everyone couldn’t move.

That was what made demonic energy terrifying. It ruthlessly amplified human primal desires and burned with madness, binding people’s hands and feet with aura alone.

Moyong Bi’s face hardened.

‘No.’

Hong Jun Ak was extending his blood-soaked left hand.

Though his intention was to grab and tear clothing, with demonic energy filling him, flesh and bone would be pierced. It wasn’t a situation where he could control his strength anyway.

‘…Damn it.’

At this speed, it’s impossible.

Before capturing him, people would die. Young girls who hadn’t learned a single martial art and had nothing to do with this fight.

There was no time to hesitate.

Moyong Bi closed his eyes and took a large step forward.

Kung!

A footstep that shook the ground.

Around the powerfully planted foot, invisible waves arose.

Uuuuuuung!

A sound similar to the beating of bee wings began to ring in their ears.

Moyong Bi opened his eyes again.

‘…’

A quiet world.

His vision had slowed.

It was as if he alone had entered a different time zone. He had extremely activated his Brain Gate True Energy to accelerate his nervous system’s information transmission ability.

Primordial True Energy divided into dozens of streams and extended to both legs.

Tuk. Tuduk. Tuk.

Fine meridians that had been pierced and naturally closed again were reopened once more.

Each time one was opened, pain like being stabbed with a needle rose up. Such pain was layered dozens, hundreds of times.

A legendary martial art forcibly extracted.

Though he couldn’t properly execute even one out of ten techniques, even that much was more than enough for now.

Moyong Bi’s body moved.

Like a dream or perhaps like a fantasy.

Like foam that would soon disappear, or like a shadow without substance.

Huk!

Compressing space, he had arrived between Hong Jun Ak and the handmaiden.

He could see Hong Jun Ak slowly extending his arm.

And his face, which had been full of broad smiles, gradually, gradually changing to surprise.

‘Damn, my breathing…’

One of the exclusive martial arts of Moyong Cheon, who was called Gwangmyeong Mujon, a secret technique that was renowned as the world’s greatest lightness art – the Dream Phantom Bubble Shadow Body Technique.

Just from running quickly across this distance, his breathing was disrupted and half his remaining internal energy disappeared. The Dream Phantom Bubble Shadow Body Technique was that high-level a martial art.

However, he couldn’t stop here.

The swordsmen of Hong Clan Sword Family’s inner courtyard were more incompetent than expected. Thanks to that, hadn’t a variable of civilians getting involved occurred?

It wasn’t time for a calm strategy.

‘Dark Shadow, you bastard can’t let this guy escape!’

Huk!

Part of the Primordial True Energy that had spread to his toes rushed to both hands like lightning.

Uududuk!

The iron short staff crumpled under his enhanced grip strength.

One hand made a fist, the other swung while spread wide.

Hwiing!

A small whirlpool arose from the center of his extending left palm. Even in the slowed vision, the whirlpool’s rotation was fast.

Huuung!

That rotation grew faster and faster, and the faster it became, the more the density of the force increased exponentially.

Following the Dream Phantom Bubble Shadow Body Technique, the Martial Alliance Leader’s exclusive supreme art.

The Brocade Pattern Five Wheels Palm exploded into the center of Hong Jun Ak’s chest.

Kwaaaaang!

With a tremendous explosion, a massive amount of fresh blood spurted out.

The droplets of fresh blood that had been spreading quickly evaporated. They couldn’t withstand the heat generated by the Rotating Energy Release.

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!

The sound of the shattered upper body fragments carelessly falling to the floor was spectacular.

Whoosh!

“Kyaa!”

The handmaidens standing behind Moyong Bi tumbled backward. It was due to the shockwave from the sudden ultra-high-speed movement.

Their bottoms might hurt a bit, but there would be no injuries.

“Huk!”

The mouths of the swordsmen, led by Lee Jong Baek, fell wide open.

Hissssss!

Hong Jun Ak’s lower half rolling on the ground was rigid and emitting pure white smoke.

It had been just one strike.

A peerless martial art rarely seen anywhere in the Jianghu martial world.

For a warrior, no, for any person, it wouldn’t be strange to have their soul flee after witnessing such a tremendous spectacle.

“…Kugh.”

Moyong Bi’s body trembled violently.

He remained in the same stance from unleashing the Golden Gate Five Rings Palm.

“Ah, Dark Shadow.”

Whoosh!

It was a perfectly timed moment.

While everyone was staring at Hong Jun Ak’s lower half in shock, Dark Shadow approached through the darkness, lifted Moyong Bi, and instantly ran toward the wall.

Only then did people realize someone had infiltrated, but they still couldn’t move.

“To think such martial arts exist in this world…”

A look of bewilderment appeared on Lee Jong Baek’s face.

Having witnessed such incredible martial arts, even the fact that the family head had become a demon lost its impact.

Thus, on that day, all the bloodline of the Hong Clan Sword Family departed for the underworld.

In just about ten days since Moyong Cheon’s return, the leadership of the force that had been considered Wuhan’s finest had completely fallen.

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