My Father Is the Number One Under Heaven - Chapter 70

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Episode 70. Spoke with such confidence, yet is this all he has?
A chill ran down his spine.
It was a first for him.
In Heuk Ma’s entire life, he had never felt goosebumps at another man’s laughter.
“You… you bastard!”
His pride wounded by the realization, Heuk Ma’s face twisted with rage.
“So be it. If that’s how you wish to die, I’ll grant it!”
At once, he cast aside all restraint and revealed his true power.
A low, resonant hum filled the air.
The genuine strength that had made him infamous in the great clash of old.
A terrifying force unlike anything before began to pour forth from his body.
Annihilation Combat Energy.
Five crimson-hued Energy Projectiles began to spiral above his remaining hand.
As he stretched out his arm,
Screeeech! Screeeeech!
The five projectiles tore through the air with a piercing wail, hurtling toward Yeo Un Hui in rapid succession.
As if to devour the very world itself.
Yet,
Slash. Slash. Slash. Slash. Slash.
Yeo Un Hui severed every single projectile that came at him.
Not a single breath out of place.
But this was far from the end.
Even as all his attacks dissolved, Heuk Ma’s expression betrayed no frustration whatsoever.
“As I thought. I never expected it to be so simple. Then how about this?”
Heuk Ma slowly raised his hand.
“Hngh!”
In that instant, his eyes blazed crimson with blood.
Then, above his palm, a force incomparably more terrifying than his previous attack began to swell with alarming speed.
A deep, reverberating boom. Another, and another.
In mere moments, a black aura the size of a house materialized, sparks of flame dancing large and small at its edges.
An overwhelming pressure emanated from it.
At a glance, it was a technique that looked exceedingly dangerous.
Watching this spectacle unfold, Yeo Un Hui’s eyes widened slightly.
For the first time, he too seemed shaken.
Heuk Ma let out a low chuckle.
“It’s too late for regret now. Presume no more, and pay with your life for your insolence!”
Heuk Ma thrust his hand forward.
Annihilation Divine Palm.
The vast black aura surged toward Yeo Un Hui.
As if to shatter the entire world to pieces.
Heuk Ma harbored not a shred of doubt. His Annihilation Divine Palm would deliver that insolent wretch to death.
A deafening crash tore through the air.
The ground fractured and split.
Wherever the Annihilation Divine Palm passed, the earth caved in and tore asunder.
And yet,
“How quickly his pride swells. Tsk.”
With a mirthless laugh, Yeo Un Hui lowered his stance and slowly gathered his blade.
He drew a single, measured breath.
In through his nose.
The instant Heuk Ma’s attack reached point-blank distance,
Yeo Un Hui’s eyes snapped wide as he unleashed the full force of his blade toward the incoming strike.
And then,
A clean, piercing slash!
A colossal explosion erupted.
With the sound of something being cut cleanly through, a massive blast tore across the battlefield.
Half the forest was obliterated in its wake.
And…
“How… how is this… ughhhh…”
Heuk Ma collapsed, blood pouring from his mouth.
Hmm.
Yeo Un Hui approached the fallen Heuk Ma slowly. He no longer moved.
Was it over?
Then,
A twitch.
Heuk Ma’s body stirred—barely perceptibly.
Jegal Gil caught it.
Even from a distance. Or rather, it would be more accurate to say he sensed it.
Only Jegal Gil could have perceived such a thing.
“Be—be careful!”
Jegal Gil cried out urgently toward Yeo Un Hui.
What?
The moment Yeo Un Hui turned his head toward Jegal Gil’s voice,
A roar tore through the air!
Snatch.
Heuk Ma shot upright with lightning speed and seized Yeo Un Hui’s arm.
“Krhahaha. You let your guard down, you fool!”
Heuk Ma laughed like a madman.
He hadn’t expected the Annihilation Divine Palm to fail against Yeo Un Hui, but now that he had him in his grasp, it was all over.
His Annihilation Life-Devouring Demonic Art drained every last shred of Internal Energy and life force from its victim until death.
So long as Heuk Ma did not release him, Yeo Un Hui could never escape his grip.
Now the arrogant whelp would die in terrible agony.
“The Life-Devouring Demonic Art.”
“Krhahahaha! Beg all you like—it won’t help. You’ll die in the most wretched and horrible way imaginable.”
“Will I?”
Yet what was the source of such confidence?
Yeo Un Hui’s expression showed no alarm whatsoever.
If anything, he looked amused.
“Go ahead. Let’s see what happens.”
“Hmph. Still spouting empty bravado at a time like this.”
Heuk Ma took Yeo Un Hui’s posturing for mere bluster.
Admittedly, Yeo Un Hui was a master beyond his expectations.
But things would be different now.
The boy simply didn’t understand the terror of the Life-Devouring Demonic Art.
Such empty bravado meant nothing here.
“Fool. I’ll show you the depths of hell!”
A terrible cry echoed.
Heuk Ma began to channel the Annihilation Life-Devouring Demonic Art, drawing in Yeo Un Hui’s Internal Energy.
In moments, a staggering torrent of Internal Energy began to flood into his body.
The sheer volume was incredible.
“Ohhh. This boy… he possesses tremendous Internal Energy!”
Heuk Ma was astounded.
Yeo Un Hui’s Internal Energy far exceeded what Heuk Ma himself possessed.
Such power at this age… there were scarcely a handful in all the Martial World who could rival it.
How did this whelp come to possess such Internal Energy?
But it mattered not—it would all become his.
With such power, even though he’d lost an arm, he would become twice as strong as before. Of this he was certain.
To Heuk Ma, this impudent boy was nothing less than the greatest elixir of life he’d ever stumbled upon.
Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp.
He felt as though he’d seized the entire Martial World.
Fortune had smiled on him. To encounter such a specimen here, of all places.
Conversely, the arrogant whelp had been cursed by fate.
With such Internal Energy and Martial Arts, he would have become a legendary master, his name resounding across the realm.
If only he hadn’t encountered Heuk Ma first.
His Dantian was already swelling fit to burst with the tremendous power now coursing through him.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
Perhaps—just perhaps—he might surpass ‘that one’ and claim a position among the Ten Demons.
With power like this, it was far from impossible. No, it was absolutely within reach!
Heuk Ma’s face was now alight with greed and exhilaration.
But then,
“Does it feel good, old man?”
“Huh? Oh, no…….”
Heuk Ma had momentarily lost his train of thought, too absorbed in the sensation of Internal Energy flooding his entire body.
He’d cast the Annihilation Life-Devouring Demonic Art expecting Yeo Un Hui to writhe in agony and lose consciousness within moments.
But Yeo Un Hui seemed perfectly unaffected. Disturbingly so.
Instead, he regarded Heuk Ma with an expression of utter indifference.
Then,
“You spoke with such confidence, and yet this is all you have to offer?”
A faint smile played at the corner of his mouth.
“How is this… how is this possible?”
The Annihilation Life-Devouring Demonic Art was no technique of bluff or pretense.
The moment Internal Energy was drained, unbearable agony should follow.
And that agony was far beyond what any human could endure.
Even more so for a martial practitioner with cultivated arts.
This should have been impossible unless one possessed nearly limitless Internal Energy.
“Grraahhh!”
All composure shattered, Heuk Ma’s face drained of color as he poured everything he had into escalating the stages of the Annihilation Life-Devouring Demonic Art.
Whoooooosh!
Yet still Yeo Un Hui remained unchanged.
His eyes stayed fixed on Heuk Ma, unwavering and detached.
If anything, boredom now flickered across his face.
“How… how is this possible……?”
A chill suddenly raced across Heuk Ma’s skin.
Could it be… could his Internal Energy truly be nearly infinite?
That made no sense. Such a thing lay beyond the realm of human possibility…….
Whoooosh.
‘Already… already like this?!’
Even as he gasped, Heuk Ma felt his own body swelling with excessive Internal Energy.
He could no longer contain it.
Moreover, at this rate, even an ordinary person with formidable Internal Energy should have had all their life force drained away, leaving only a corpse.
Yet Yeo Un Hui remained unmoved.
Gulp, gulp.
Ugh.
Even as he choked, Yeo Un Hui’s Internal Energy continued to pour into Heuk Ma’s body.
He had to stop. Now.
Otherwise the backlash would…….
Desperately, he tried to wrench his hand away from Yeo Un Hui.
But before he could, Yeo Un Hui seized his arm instead.
“Now, where do you think you’re going, hmm?”
“Damn you! Let go of me!”
Heuk Ma’s voice cracked with panic as he screamed.
The Annihilation Life-Devouring Demonic Art was still being channeled.
To stop it, he needed to break contact first.
But before he could withdraw, Yeo Un Hui’s grip on his arm prevented him from separating—and the technique showed no signs of stopping.
Gorged with Internal Energy, Heuk Ma’s belly had grown grotesquely distended.
“Release me! Let go!”
“Why? If you’ve begun, you should see it through to the end, shouldn’t you? Come now, let’s discover together whether I’m an elixir or a poison.”
Yeo Un Hui’s laughter deepened.
And then,
A resonant hum!
As his eyes blazed with light, the volume of Internal Energy flowing into Heuk Ma doubled.
Whoooooosh!
“Gaaahhhhh! S-stop! No, no, don’t—!”
Heuk Ma’s screams became frantic, desperate.
But Yeo Un Hui made no move to relent.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
Heuk Ma’s body began to swell, grotesquely inflating.
“Kck… ack… ack… ack….”
Like a balloon stretched past its limit, his body suddenly erupted.
Boom!
A massive cloud of dust rose into the air.
Gradually the dust settled, and standing on two feet in that place was none other than Yeo Un Hui.
“…Ugh. You… you bastard.”
Even though his body had been torn apart, leaving only his upper torso, Heuk Ma still clung to life.
It would not be long before death claimed him, yet even so, his vitality was scarcely human.
This was how vicious and terrible Demonic Art could be.
“Who… who exactly are you… what are you…….”
Even as he died, Heuk Ma could not stop wondering.
Yeo Un Hui’s power was beyond reason.
It exceeded all expectation.
He regretted that he could not inform the Demonic Cult of this dangerous man’s existence, yet there was nothing he could do now.
Looking down at Heuk Ma as he slowly expired, Yeo Un Hui answered with an impassive face.
“I am… a son-in-law of the Hebei Peng Clan.”
“What?”
Heuk Ma let out a hollow laugh at Yeo Un Hui’s unexpected reply.
Was he mocking a dying man? Or was it the truth?
Either way, it was a most absurd identity.
His eyelids were slowly closing.
“Ha, ha… a son-in-law… insane.”
Thump.
Heuk Ma’s body went limp.
His stubborn hold on life had finally exhausted itself.
Heuk Ma, one of the legendary Ten Demons who represented the Demonic Cult itself, had now met his end in this place.
He could never have foreseen it.
That his death would come to him here, on Hebei soil.
And at the hands of a son-in-law of the Hebei Peng Clan, no less.
The tremendous battle that had unfolded in the dead of night had ended thus.
Yet because the surroundings were nothing but mountains, there was no one to witness it.
No one at all.
“Ha… haha… I actually defeated Heuk Ma…….”
Jegal Gil stared at Yeo Un Hui with a dazed expression.
Even seeing it with his own eyes, he could not believe it.
Not only had he fought the Demonic Cult’s Ten Demons on equal footing, but he had overwhelmed and struck down Heuk Ma with dominant force.
“Are you all right?”
Yeo Un Hui approached slowly and asked. But who was concerned for whom in such a moment as this?
“Who… exactly are you… and what in the world has happened here?”
Here stood a man who had brushed death and lived.
Had Yeo Un Hui not appeared, he surely would not have escaped death’s grasp.
Yet even in such circumstances, true to his nature as an investigator, he pressed forward with his questions.
But Yeo Un Hui offered no answer, only an enigmatic smile.
Then,
“I shall answer that question for you.”
A voice came from somewhere, belonging to someone else.
The figure that emerged was none other than Peng Sejin, the Crown Prince of the Hebei Peng Clan.
Jegal Gil’s eyes widened considerably.

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