Martial God of the Sun and Moon - Chapter 352

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Chapter 352
“Hehehehe…hahahaha.”
Jimeol Magoon burst into laughter.
“I’ve changed my mind.”
He smiled and swept his gaze across the assembled crowd.
“…!”
Dokgo Ak and Cheolmu-baek’s expressions shifted dramatically.
In that instant, Jimeol Magoon lightly brushed his stone staff to the side.
KWAAAAAAAA!
Like a raging river, a grey vortex suddenly erupted, engulfing the backs of the Dokgo Family martial artists locked in combat.
“Ah, ahhh!”
“Everyone, dodge!”
CRASH! CRUNCH! SCREEEECH!
Screams erupted for an instant before a horrifying sound consumed them all. It took but a moment for humans to become mere pools of blood.
Thud! Thud-thud!
Dark crimson hail poured from the sky. Unrecognizable chunks continued to strike the ground relentlessly.
Dokgo Ak’s eyes trembled.
“What…what in the world is that?”
Should such martial techniques even exist in this world?
It was merely a single strike.
There was no sign of accumulated force or gathered inner power. The stone staff hadn’t even made contact.
Dense vital energy simply extended forth with a sticky sensation, yet more than ten martial artists were reduced to mangled flesh in an instant.
“Let’s see…when everyone here is dead, that Dokgo Myeong fellow will crawl out, won’t he? How convenient—I’ve saved myself the trouble of dragging him out.”
Jimeol Magoon revealed his pale teeth in a bright smile.
“Now then, why don’t you show me some tricks, you unbelievers?”
“…”
“But don’t strain yourselves too much. After all, this place will certainly become your grave.”
That was when it happened.
FLASH!
A diagonal line of light was drawn directly before Jimeol Magoon.
KWAAAANG!
A shockwave rippled outward, drowning out all the chaotic noise of the battlefield.
WHOOSH!
Thick smoke billowed upward.
Dokgo Ak looked to the side in alarm.
It was none other than Dokgo Gun who had unleashed the sword energy. He brushed his blade lightly with a composed expression and spoke.
“You talk too much. Stop your prattling and get in here quickly.”
Cheolmu-baek grinned wickedly.
“Not wrong at all. There’s no need for idle chatter before a fight.”
BOOM!
Shouldering his axe and revealing his fighting spirit, he spoke to Dokgo Gun.
“That dark Heavenly King wielding two iron mallets—I shall face him.”
“Are you certain?”
At Dokgo Gun’s question, Cheolmu-baek smiled with a sharp grin.
“I’ll make it work.”
Do commanders and their subordinates truly resemble one another? In that audacious smile and manner of speech, I glimpsed Dokgo Myeong’s presence.
Cheolmu-baek fixed his gaze upon Dokgo Ak one final time.
‘I entrust the Cheonma Sect to you.’
‘You…!’
Cheolmu-baek saw Dokgo Ak’s eyes widen in shock.
He could tell the meaning had been conveyed through that gaze alone. To forge such a bond in a lifetime—truly, was this not a blessed existence?
Boom!
In that instant, a sinister killing intent erupted from the front.
“So, if you rush toward death of your own accord, I shall gladly assist you!”
Whoosh!
One of the Four Heavenly Kings burst through the billowing sand cloud, striking the ground.
Crash!
The first to meet the Four Heavenly Kings was Dokgo Gun’s blade strike.
The moment they collided, the remaining three Heavenly Kings unleashed their inner energies and rushed forward.
Clang clang clang!
Even as Dokgo Gun faced their combined assault, his response remained measured.
He advanced swiftly forward, wielding his blade horizontally and vertically. His swordsmanship was so restrained and fundamental it bordered on obsessive.
Yet precisely because of this, his blade technique was devastatingly fast and powerful, extending like an iron wall without a single wasted motion.
‘But something is different from before. Do they truly intend to settle this once and for all?’
Dokgo Gun sensed that the Four Heavenly Kings’ inner power output differed from what it had been.
If one considered what price they had paid to obtain their martial prowess, this surge in power meant only one thing.
‘They are not thinking of retreat.’
Crash!
Then, one strand of the four-colored energy light blocked by Dokgo Gun’s blade slipped away to the side.
“Pale one! Are you prepared? I shall tear you to shreds!”
“As I desired. Stop your prattling and come.”
Crash! Clang clang clang!
The collision between Cheolmu-baek and the Northern Sky King flipped the earth’s surface and unleashed a terrifying wind pressure.
‘I am being pushed back.’
It is said that martial artists of the jianghu can discern the difference in ability from a single clash.
Cheolmu-baek was experiencing that now.
Losing. Everything was disadvantageous.
The strength lauded as heaven-born divine power, the inner cultivation built over years, his body and fighting technique—all were inferior to the Northern Sky King.
‘But still, I will fight. I will fight and prevail.’
Cheolmu-baek’s eyes blazed with an even deeper blue light.
Boom!
Cheolmu-baek, the symbol of the Cheonma Sect’s power, and Georyeonggwi, the previous Demon Lord who had earned his reputation for strength long before becoming the Northern Sky King, finally clashed in earnest.
“…Damn it!”
Dokgo Ak cursed and shouted.
“Cheonma Sect! Reorganize the first group and break the enemy’s spearhead! They’re just the second group! Crush them all!”
“Yes!”
With Dokgo Ak’s command, the Cheonma Sect rushed forward to face Pacheonggun’s elite forces.
Thanks to Dokgo Ak and Cheolmu-baek’s desperate struggle, Dokgo Gun felt the pressure of battle ease slightly.
‘My inner force has increased, but it’s manageable. Indeed, these four only become complete when all are together.’
Since each had mastered extreme martial arts in their respective fields, they each wielded tremendous power.
But conversely, the loss of even one person exposed their weaknesses plainly.
‘The problem is.’
The enemy was not just the Four Heavenly Kings.
Dokgo Gun’s eyes darted down to the left.
Whoosh!
Ji-myeol Magoon was suddenly upon him. A stone staff carved through the gap in his flank at terrifying speed.
Crash!
Dokgo Gun, who had raised his sword sideways to block, was pushed back.
Boom!
Before he could even regain his stance, the Cheonwang rushed at him.
Soon Dokgo Gun had no choice but to acknowledge it.
‘Outnumbered and outmatched.’
Withstanding the combined assault of masters of this caliber was never easy. At this rate, he would be pushed back.
Moreover, Ji-myeol Magoon seemed to be holding back his power, as if toying with them.
Dokgo Gun murmured lowly.
“The timing isn’t ideal, though.”
Clang!
In that instant, Dongcheon Wang, who had clashed swords with him, sensed something odd.
‘This one’s stance just shifted slightly.’
Dokgo Gun’s refined qi formation appeared to waver ever so slightly.
Whoooosh!
As Dokgo Gun’s qi wave grew fiercer and a sword strike was about to be unleashed.
Roooooaaaaarrr-!
A roar that seemed to shake heaven and earth erased all the noise of the battlefield.
Ji-myeol Magoon startled and looked down at his hands.
Tremor tremor tremor tremor!
His demonic qi rippled.
That cry had shaken the operation of his demonic power for just an instant.
‘The aura of demon-slaying and evil-banishing?’
Only an extremely rare master could achieve such a thing with just a lion’s roar. Hadn’t the sect prioritized eliminating such individuals?
Then what in the world is this?
“Well, well.”
Dokgo Gun smiled faintly and eased the tension from his shoulders.
“That takes care of our shortage in numbers.”
At that moment.
KWAAAAAAANG!
Someone descended at a ferocious speed and drove into the ground.
Billowing smoke erupted in all directions, obscuring the view.
FLASH!
In that instant, the pale radiance of the Heavenly Sword pierced through the smoke and flew toward Ji-myeol Magoon.
* * *
This was already a won war.
The enemy had to break through them at all costs, but even if they succeeded, reclaiming the victory that had already slipped away was a distant dream.
Conversely, our forces merely needed to hold them back, and soon the masters of the Second and Third Groups would arrive to finish this battlefield.
‘But mere victory isn’t enough.’
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes gleamed.
‘Ji-myeol Magoon. I will kill that one here without fail. I will sever the lifeline of the Jeongheol Sect.’
I couldn’t entrust this to Dokgo Gun. This was something I had to do myself.
“This true energy! This martial technique—could it be!”
Ji-myeol Magoon saw the flying Hyeolbul Sword and immediately countered with the Hyeolbul Great Technique.
KWAGAGAKANG!
Dokgo Myeong was sent flying backward, then landed softly on the ground.
Seeing him, Ji-myeol Magoon’s eyes filled with exultation.
“Dokgo Myeong, you’ve finally appeared here!”
Ji-myeol demonic energy poured out like a flood.
GUGUGUGUGUUNG!
The earth began to tremble.
Dokgo Myeong extended one hand and flicked his fingertips.
“Come.”
An ashen vortex engulfed Dokgo Myeong.
KWAAAAAAANG!
My body was sent flying far backward.
Ji-myeol Magoon didn’t let the opportunity slip, immediately pushing off the ground.
CHYUAAAAK!
Behind him, Ji-myeol demonic energy spread wide like the shape of wings.
Whether it was truly effective like wings or simply the manifestation of the Nether Void Technique’s power, Ji-myeol Magoon’s body accelerated dramatically.
KWANG! ZZZZENG!
Dokgo Myeong was driven down to the earth after exchanging two strikes in midair.
Rotating my body several times to regain balance, I landed on the ground.
“Phew.”
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes flashed brilliantly.
‘No need to hold back or probe. I’ve already seen through nearly everything about this one.’
Whiiiiing!
The Hyeolcheol Sword, saturated with the essence of Cheonoe Yeongdan, made the air itself vibrate.
‘I’ll go all out from the start.’
The Cheonoe Yeongdan spun viciously.
The essence that poured forth at terrifying speed spread outward in all directions.
“Dokgo Myeong!”
At that moment, Jimeol Magoon descended from the sky, crashing down directly above Dokgo Myeong’s head.
Kwaarrrrng!
I was sent skidding backward with the explosion.
Dokgo Myeong immediately surrendered his senses to the realm of ascension.
Uuuuuung!
A stone staff sliced through the air and came flying at me.
Fast. It hadn’t slowed at all. This meant that opponent was now standing in the same realm as Dokgo Myeong.
‘No.’
Dokgo Myeong’s pupils trembled slightly.
‘He’s faster than me.’
I twisted my head to evade the stone staff, but the timing was microscopically late—red lines were drawn across my cheek and ear.
Kwakang!
The afterimage of the stone staff swinging in consecutive strikes became visible.
I couldn’t evade perfectly. I had to meet it with the Hyeolcheol Sword.
Bang!
At the moment of collision, my robes billowed backward violently.
“…!!”
An absolutely tremendous impact.
For a moment, I doubted my own eyes.
‘The Hyeolcheol Sword…!’
The Hyeolcheol heavy sword, which had never bent or warped, trembled and quivered immediately after the collision.
Zzzzzzhing!
Just before it could actually bend, I rotated the blade’s tip in a circle to redirect the force.
In that instant, Jimeol Magoon’s hand blade dug into my side.
Thud!
I blocked it with my elbow, but immediately my instincts sent a warning.
Not knowing what was coming, I leaped backward instantly.
Whoosh! Kwang!
By the narrowest margin, the stone staff pierced the ground where I had been standing, and the earth erupted upward.
“You dodge like a little rat. Yes, if you were captured so easily, you wouldn’t deserve to be called an adversary of our sect.”
Jimeol Magoon straightened his stance and glared at Dokgo Myeong, who had retreated about three paces.
“Dokgo Myeong, you ignorant demon. Is this all you have? If so, at last I can offer your blood to the Heavens.”
“I knew you were never quite right in the head, but now you’ve completely lost your mind, haven’t you?”
Dokgo Myeong chuckled and spoke.
Whoosh!
The dust that had swirled up between them settled back down.
Whether they had drifted far from the main battlefield during their clash, not a soul could be seen around them anymore.
“You know nothing, yet you dare wag your tongue without even understanding what I harbor within myself?”
“How amusing? You’ve been toyed with by someone who knows nothing, and that’s what you say?”
Jimeol Magoon’s expression twisted.
With a sharp crack, his foot drove into the ground, shattering the earth beneath it.
“You understand nothing. Truly nothing. Did you feel nothing upon seeing Pacheonggun? Did you harbor no questions upon hearing of the Northern Celestial Divine Art?”
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes narrowed for a moment before he let out a scoff and asked.
“I’ve never been fond of dragging worries along with me in such a pathetic manner.”
“Such foolishness….”
“Well, that said. It’s not as though I have no desire to ask questions.”
Dokgo Myeong’s eyes gleamed.
“So I’ll beat you down and hear the answers one by one, slowly.”
Dokgo Myeong grinned wickedly and provoked him.
“Stop your rambling and come again. We’re wasting time.”

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