Fist Demon of Mount Hua - Chapter 155

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Episode 155. All Meetings Must End—Part 1
Patter-patter-patter!
Red rain poured down.
The scattered crimson drops dyed Paewang Fortress a vivid scarlet. To an unknowing eye, the sight would have been breathtakingly beautiful, like something glimpsed in a dream.
Boom!
A Dark Ghost’s body exploded into fragments with the blast. Shattered flesh and blood stained the bodies of the other Dark Ghosts crimson.
Ordinary martial artists would have wavered at such a sight, but no such tremor crossed the faces of the Dark Ghosts.
These were Dark Ghosts who had lived in hiding for thirty years. They were ready to throw away their lives without hesitation for the glory of the Demonic Cult.
“For the Cult!”
They cast aside all thought of self-preservation and attacked Dam Ho.
Crack!
Another Dark Ghost fell to Dam Ho’s blow. Still, they did not falter.
‘We must kill him at all costs.’
‘If we let him live, he will surely become a grave threat to our sect.’
A being like Dam Ho never forgot a grudge.
No matter how trivial the enmity, he would remember it to the end and exact his vengeance—such was his temperament.
The Demonic Cult and Dam Ho had already forged a blood feud. Should they let him escape alive, the consequences would be endless.
Knowing this all too well, they wielded their martial arts with absolute conviction. They unleashed the very pinnacle of the skills they had honed in secret for thirty years without reservation.
A force capable of wiping out four or five minor sects in a single night now attacked Dam Ho with all their might. As a result, cuts and wounds slowly accumulated across his body. Even though he had redirected most attacks with the Golden Claw technique.
Crack!
The Breaking Star Hammer swung in the lead, tearing off the head of a charging warrior.
Dam Ho’s body launched into the air, his right leg carving an eerie arc.
Snap!
“Gasp!”
The Demon Kick drove straight through his opponent’s chest.
It was not the end.
Landing, Dam Ho seized the next opponent by the collar without pause.
“Wh—what?”
The man’s body shot skyward as if caught in a Dragon Fist Wind.
Then came the reversal. Head and legs inverted.
It was the Earth Heaven Strike.
Crunch!
The opponent’s head, driven into the ground, burst like a ripe fruit. The body, twisted upside down in the impact, convulsed for a moment before going limp.
Slash!
In that instant, a blade caught Dam Ho across the ribs. But Dam Ho did not slow. It was merely a flesh wound.
It hindered his movement not at all.
The Three-Strike Phantom Fist descended on three Dark Ghosts approaching from different angles, driving them down.
Bodies piled at Dam Ho’s feet.
One, then two—the corpses accumulated steadily, soon forming a grotesque mound, while blood pooled on the floor.
Dam Ho advanced, drenched in the blood of the Dark Ghosts. And where he walked led to Yun Chung.
At this moment, Yun Chung’s face twisted in fury.
The Dark Ghosts he had spent thirty years cultivating were crumbling helplessly before Dam Ho.
They came at him in a black tide, dark and overwhelming. But their wave after wave could not halt his advance.
Dam Ho was the blade that parted the sea itself.
Already more than fifty Dark Ghosts had fallen to him. Drenched in their blood, Dam Ho’s figure was terrible enough to haunt nightmares.
“You—you monster!”
If he lost any more Dark Ghosts, not only would taking Nok Rim be impossible; preserving his own life would become unthinkable.
Yun Chung understood that this was the moment he himself must act.
“Haah! Azure Lotus Killing Wind!”
The Azure Killing Demonic Art, one of the Demonic Cult’s forbidden techniques, unfurled.
A blue surge of Internal Martial Energy hurled toward Dam Ho.
As Dam Ho wove the Rushing Step to evade the energy—
Grab!
Three Dark Ghosts suddenly seized his arms and legs.
“Come with us, Demon of Authority!”
“O infinite radiance! Protect us!”
The voices of the Dark Ghosts who held him burned with a fanatic, mindless fervor.
Within the Demonic Cult, death was not an ending but a beginning. Thus they had no fear.
To die for the Demonic Cult was endless glory, a path that led even beyond death to paradise itself.
Dam Ho saw the madness glittering in their eyes. An ordinary person would have recoiled from the blind zealotry the Dark Ghosts unleashed.
But this degree of madness had no effect whatsoever on Dam Ho.
Dam Ho drew both arms to his chest, and the two men gripping his arms were dragged along with him.
Crash!
In the next instant, Gang Qi struck. Dam Ho had turned the Dark Ghost into a shield.
The Dark Ghosts caught by the Gang Qi burst apart like mincemeat.
Dam Ho drove his knee into the head of the Dark Ghost clinging to his leg.
Splat!
The Dark Ghost’s skull caved in like tofu, collapsing without resistance.
Dam Ho kicked away the headless corpse.
Whoosh!
The Dark Ghost’s body flew through the air. Yun Chung stood directly in its path.
“Ugh!”
No matter how cold-blooded Yun Chung was, he could not help but falter when the corpse of a subordinate he’d worked alongside for thirty years came hurtling toward him.
Yun Chung gritted his teeth and swung his whip, hurling the body away.
Bang!
The Dark Ghost’s corpse burst apart under the force of his lash.
Bathed in the blood of the Dark Ghosts, Dam Ho resembled a walking incarnation of slaughter.
He left none of the Dark Ghosts who lunged at him alive. Though they attacked with desperation, the disparity in power was simply too great.
The Dark Ghosts had trained for decades, yet for fear of exposing their identities, they had never once used the Demonic Cult’s martial arts in actual combat. This bred a subtle, indescribable clumsiness in their movements.
Dam Ho, by contrast, had used his martial arts countless times in real combat.
His path as a Solitary Practitioner had grown stronger through genuine warfare, and he harbored no hesitation at the sight of blood.
“How is a cripple doing this?”
Yun Chung could scarcely believe what unfolded before his eyes.
Everything he had painstakingly built was crumbling beneath Dam Ho’s onslaught.
Demon of Authority.
Only now did he understand why Dam Ho’s epithet contained the character for “demon.”
Dam Ho was a devil risen from hell itself.
Thirsting for blood, he tolerated nothing that stood in his way.
Between strands of blood-matted hair, black eyes gleamed. Those empty, emotion-drained eyes were truly terrifying.
“Nngh!”
A moan escaped his lips of its own accord.
Up until now, there had been only one being who had ever filled him with genuine fear.
Gang Wi, one of the Four Great Military Generals of the Demonic Cult.
Gang Wi possessed a primal, terrifying presence that transcended mere martial skill.
He had believed no martial artist possessed greater presence than Gang Wi. Yet the aura that Dam Ho radiated now exceeded Gang Wi’s by a considerable margin.
Shiver!
Goosebumps erupted across his skin, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Regardless of martial prowess, he had been overwhelmed by the sheer presence Dam Ho emanated.
The remaining living Dark Ghosts moved to block his path.
“Master, you must flee!”
“We will hold him off!”
They too sensed it instinctively—that their combined strength could never contain Dam Ho.
Dam Ho existed on an entirely different plane.
‘At minimum, only the Four Great Military Generals or the Seven Great Demon Experts could stand against him.’
The Four Great Military Generals and the Seven Great Demon Experts were all at the apex of the Demonic Cult’s martial hierarchy.
They rarely revealed themselves in the Jianghu, but when they did, calamity followed in their wake.
So Cheon San, who had annihilated the Murim Alliance’s pursuit teams in that recent clash—he was one of the Seven Great Demon Experts.
The Dark Ghosts regarded Dam Ho as a martial artist of that same caliber.
Had anyone with even passing knowledge of the Four Great Military Generals or the Seven Great Demon Experts witnessed this assessment, they would have been astounded.
Crash!
In a single blow from Dam Ho, several Dark Ghosts were pulped and sent flying.
Despite having slain so many, there was no sign of exhaustion in Dam Ho’s entire being.
“Ugh!”
In the end, Yun Chung chose flight.
Shameful as it was, this was the time to preserve himself for another day.
The remaining Dark Ghosts launched themselves at Dam Ho in unison, while Yun Chung turned and fled.
Boom-boom-boom-crash!
In that instant, a tremendous explosion rocked Paewang Fortress.
The shockwave reached Yun Chung’s back.
‘What in the world…?’
Something had happened. But Yun Chung couldn’t bring himself to turn and look. If he did, he was certain he’d see Dam Ho’s blood-smeared face staring back at him.
Thud-thud-thud!
Crimson chunks of flesh rained down around him.
His heart plummeted.
Whoosh!
In that instant, a violent gust of wind slammed against his back.
By instinct, Yun Chung ducked low. Something flashed across his spine and the back of his head.
“Ugh!”
The searing pain—as if he’d been burned—tore a scream from his throat.
When he looked up, Dam Ho was already standing before him.
After sending the Dark Ghosts flying with a Blade Shattering Wall, Dam Ho had closed the distance using Rushing Step, and now unleashed a Blood Heaven Kick directly at him.
Yun Chung barely dodged the strike, but the singe marks from Dam Ho’s leg scorched the flesh across his back.
His robes tore open, and blackened skin showed where the kick had grazed him. He had escaped death by inches.
Yet Yun Chung’s peril was far from over.
Shwick!
Dam Ho’s fist shot out like a whip—the Single Yang Strike.
Yun Chung hastily unleashed the Azure Killing Demonic Art to shield his entire body, but Dam Ho’s fist curved in at an impossible angle and crashed squarely into his shoulder.
Crack!
Yun Chung’s body lurched violently.
The Single Yang Strike came again. Yun Chung threw all his martial power into his forearms and blocked the blow.
Bang!
The impact—as if struck by a hammer of steel—sent his frame reeling backward.
The raw, electric pain shattered what composure he’d been clinging to.
Dam Ho’s Single Yang Strike rained down again.
The same form, the same trajectory, attack after attack.
“Are you mocking me?”
Yun Chung roared in fury.
Ragged though he looked, he was still a master capable of wielding Gang Qi.
He tried to summon his Gang Qi to protect himself. But before his martial power could even take root, the Single Yang Strike struck home.
Light and deceptive as it appeared, the Single Yang Strike carried immense Internal Martial Energy. Each time it connected, whatever power Yun Chung desperately gathered came unraveled.
Blood ran from his nose. Bruises spread across his entire body.
Unable to bear the agony, Yun Chung’s defenses crumbled, leaving openings.
Screech!
The Demon Kick tore through the air.
Thud!
“Gaagh!”
The Demon Kick drove into Yun Chung’s abdomen, wrenching a grotesque cry from him. Dam Ho’s knee followed, smashing into his face.
Yun Chung collapsed without even a scream.
Dam Ho seized the sprawling Yun Chung by the collar and yanked him upright.
Their eyes met.
In Yun Chung’s gaze, as he stared into Dam Ho’s black eyes, terror bloomed.
Throughout this exchange, Dam Ho had not employed what could be called a Supreme Technique. With nothing but the Single Yang Strike and the Demon Kick, he had annihilated Yun Chung—an absolute master.
“Breaking limbs and grinding bones to dust, you said?”
“That… that isn’t—”
Crunch!
Dam Ho seized Yun Chung’s both arms and wrenched them. As Yun Chung’s mouth fell slack from the torrent of pain, Dam Ho’s right foot caved in both his kneecaps.
Crack!
His legs shattered. Yun Chung crumpled to the ground. But he couldn’t even rest—Dam Ho grabbed his collar again and hauled him up.
“You… demon! Cursed wretch!”
“That’s right. That’s what I am.”
“You will be cursed.”
“I’m counting on it.”
Dam Ho hoisted Yun Chung’s body into the air and slammed him down against the ground with full force. The Earth Heaven Strike.
Crash!
Yun Chung’s skull shattered against the earth.
For a moment his corpse convulsed, then went still.
Silence fell over the arena.

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