Namgung Heavenly Demon - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110

Swoooosh―.

Namgung Cheon’s form descended in a straight line.

The closer he got to the ground, the more clearly he felt the bone-chilling cold and sharp energy.

It was the energy of soul erosion that gnawed at human reason and awakened inner demons.

For any martial artist who couldn’t expel this external energy on their own, this aura alone would be enough to drive them into qi deviation.

‘Originally, the soul erosion energy was only faintly detectable at the bottom of Cheongang. It’s grown thicker than before.’

In the moment of brief contemplation.

Namgung Cheon’s eyes caught sight of a point in the darkness.

Halfway down the sheer cliff, an unnatural crevice between the smooth rock face.

It was a narrow rocky ledge that the Sangdocheon Group had artificially carved to transport their cargo.

Whoosh.

Namgung Cheon kicked off the air to control his body.

And.

Thud.

With a light landing sound, his feet settled precisely on the rocky ledge.

It was about fifty zhang to the bottom.

The Sangdocheon Group’s encampment came into full view.

The bottom of Cheongang was like a massive plaza.

Several barracks and bundles of supplies were scattered about haphazardly, and torches stuck here and there cast eerie shadows.

However, Namgung Cheon’s gaze was directed not at the plaza but beyond it.

At the very back of the plaza, a massive cave large enough for twenty people to enter side by side.

It was where Eumwolbigo was located.

‘There are three Transcendent masters in there…’

Namgung Cheon turned his gaze from the cave back toward the plaza.

‘And thirty Peak masters in the plaza.’

Thirty Peak masters positioned throughout the plaza were patrolling around the torches, maintaining strict vigilance.

The Transcendent masters inside the cave would be focused solely on guarding the entrance to Bigo.

‘I should start by clearing the perimeter first.’

Namgung Cheon drew the jade poison dagger from his waist.

Jade-colored toxic energy flickered faintly in the darkness.

He slowly slid down along the wall surface.

His first target was two martial artists guarding a blind spot where darkness lay thick on the plaza’s perimeter.

They were chatting with their backs to each other.

“…I’m dying of boredom. How long do we have to stay buried in this gloomy place?”

“Stop your nonsense. If those inside hear you, your head will fly off in the blink of an eye.”

Just as the martial artist on the right was turning his head to scold him.

Namgung Cheon’s form dropped above their heads.

Slice―.

A jade flash smoothly swept across their necks.

The left martial artist couldn’t even scream.

The deadly poison in the jade poison dagger had instantly melted his vocal cords.

Simultaneously, Namgung Cheon’s left hand covered the right martial artist’s mouth.

Crack.

His cervical vertebrae crumbled and the second martial artist’s body went limp.

Namgung Cheon threw the two corpses into the darkness and immediately launched himself toward his next target.

The blind spots where the plaza’s torchlight couldn’t reach.

Namgung Cheon moved like a streak of shadow.

Thud, thunk.

Clean kills that didn’t even allow death throes.

By the time ten masters guarding the perimeter had vanished.

“…Hey, Third Squad! It’s time to change shifts!”

A guard captain on patrol shouted from the center of the plaza.

But only heavy silence returned.

“What? Where did these guys go?”

The guard captain, sensing something strange, raised his torch high and approached the perimeter.

And he discovered the blackened, discolored corpses lined up on the ground.

“A-attack! We’re under attack!”

The guard captain’s voice echoed through the plaza.

The martial artists who had been resting all drew their weapons at once and rushed out of their barracks.

The plaza instantly became a scene of chaos.

“Where are they!”

“Light more torches! Eliminate the blind spots!”

They were already oppressed by the damp energy seeping from Bigo.

Moreover, this first incident became an invisible terror that spread like a plague.

Namgung Cheon watched the scene while hiding in the shadow of a rock.

‘Now it’s time to maximize their fear.’

He picked up several stones from the ground and threw them at the torches lit throughout the area.

Ping! Crack!

The stones struck the wicks precisely, extinguishing the torches one by one.

As darkness swallowed the plaza, the martial artists’ fear reached its peak.

“The fires are going out! The enemy is targeting the torches!”

“Back to back! If we scatter, we die!”

But.

Slice―.

With a chilling sound.

Thump.

One of those standing back to back collapsed to the ground.

Even without seeing, they could instinctively know.

That next was.

Slice.

“Gak.”

Their turn.

Namgung Cheon traversed the darkness, cutting down enemies.

“Urk!”

“Save me… gak!”

Invisible terror consumed the martial artists.

Some exhausted themselves slashing at empty air and collapsed, while others died from their comrades’ blades while trying to flee.

Twenty-odd Peak masters were brutally slaughtered in the massive slaughterhouse that was the plaza.

“Whew.”

Finally, Namgung Cheon’s form came to a stop.

Only he remained in this vast plaza.

It was time to eliminate those in the cave.

Crossing the blood-reeking plaza, Namgung Cheon looked toward the cave entrance.

Deep inside the cave, three powerful energy streams were writhing.

‘Now for the main event.’

Namgung Cheon sheathed the blood-stained jade poison dagger and drew Mukhon from his back.

From now on, it was time for direct confrontation, not assassination.

Step, step.

Namgung Cheon walked into the cave.

After walking for about half an hour.

‘I’ve arrived.’

At the end of the cave, a massive stone gate stood with an imposing presence.

And three transcendent masters guarding in front of it welcomed Namgung Cheon with murderous intent.

“It was noisy outside, and now a little rat has crawled in.”

The old woman sitting on the far left spoke coldly.

A strange light flickered in Namgung Cheon’s eyes as he looked at her.

‘Bingbaeksu (Ice Soul Hand).’

A former master from the Northern Ice Palace and a martial world criminal who had massacred nearly thousands of people.

As she rose from her seat, the surrounding air froze and white frost began to rise.

‘Next to her is Guwakjin, the Blood Axe Asura, and….’

Namgung Cheon’s gaze turned toward the empty space beside the stone gate.

‘Even Muyeonggeok (Shadowless Guest) is here.’

They were all former masters, just like at the Seven Killer Gate.

The gazes of the three turned toward Namgung Cheon, who was covered in blood.

Namgung Cheon stared at them while letting Mukhon hang down to the ground.

A chilling smile crossed his lips.

“There are three dogs guarding the gate.”

“…What?”

Guma’s eyebrows twitched.

To call them, who had once roamed the world, dogs.

There was no greater insult than this.

“I’ll kill you!”

Guwakjin flew into a rage and kicked off the ground.

Despite his appearance, Guwakjin charged forward with explosive speed.

Whooom―!

The massive axe cut through the wind and fell toward Namgung Cheon’s crown.

Kwaang!

Namgung Cheon didn’t dodge and raised Mukhon to block the axe.

The tremendous shockwave made the entire cave ring and dust shot up.

Namgung Cheon’s feet dug into the ground, but his arms remained firm.

“He blocked it?”

While Guwakjin was shocked, Bingbaeksu rushed in.

Her hands emitted pale blue light as they aimed for Namgung Cheon’s chest.

Ice Soul Blood Palm.

A deadly ice technique that would freeze blood and stop the heart upon contact.

“Hup!”

Namgung Cheon twisted the sword that was blocking the axe to push Guwakjin away and concentrated internal energy in his left hand.

Energy from his dantian gathered in his palm.

Whoosh!

The heat of the Sammaejinhwa met Bingbaeksu’s ice palm head-on.

Hiss!

Steam rose violently, obscuring their vision.

This bastard!”

While everyone’s vision was blocked, a faint shadow flickered through the steam.

At the same time.

Swish―!

A hidden weapon flew without any presence, aiming for Namgung Cheon’s nape.

The most dangerous of the three.

Namgung Cheon instinctively turned his head.

Slash!

The hidden weapon grazed his cheek and blood droplets flew.

It was a close call.

Namgung Cheon’s eyes flashed red toward Muyeonggeok, who was trying to disappear back into the shadows.

Step.

Namgung Cheon’s form became blurred as he took a single step.

And.

Swish―!

A black trajectory rushed toward Muyeonggeok.

“…!”

Muyeonggeok quickly rolled backward, throwing his body away.

But Namgung Cheon didn’t give him a chance to escape.

Once again, Namgung Cheon’s form appeared behind Muyeonggeok’s back.

“You couldn’t hide your killing intent.”

With a chilling whisper, Mukhon was swung in a semicircle.

Cheoncheon Mansang Style, Moonlight Piercing Heaven.

A blue moon ring appeared in the pitch-black darkness.

“Kugh!”

Muyeonggeok’s eyes filled with shock.

He was slashed diagonally from chest to shoulder without even having time to scream.

Blood gushed out and stained the ground.

He had eliminated the most troublesome one.

“You bastard!”

Guwakjin’s eyes rolled back as he witnessed Muyeonggeok’s death.

Red blood energy exploded from his entire body.

“Die!”

Guwakjin raised his axe above his head.

Whooom!

Pressure that could distort space pressed down on Namgung Cheon.

But Namgung Cheon didn’t dodge and instead held his sword vertically.

‘Meet strength with strength.’

Energy from his dantian rushed like a waterfall to the tip of his sword.

Thud!

Namgung Cheon kicked off the ground and shot up.

The blue-green sword energy and the force surrounding the axe collided head-on.

Kwaaaaang!

A tremendous explosion erupted.

Crack.

The sound of Guwakjin’s axe cracking could be heard.

His eyes bulged as if they would pop out.

Clang!

The axe shattered into pieces and fragments flew in all directions.

And piercing through those fragments, Mukhon split Guwakjin in a straight line from crown to crotch.

Thud.

The massive body split in two and crashed to the ground.

In an instant, two former masters had perished.

Now only one remained.

“This, this monster…!”

Bingbaeksu stepped backward with a pale face.

The pride he had held as a master of the previous generation had already been shattered to pieces before Namgung Cheon’s overwhelming martial prowess.

The frost rising from her fingertips trembled with fear.

Namgung Cheon slowly approached her without even wiping the blood from Mukhon.

Drip. Drip.

Drops of blood falling to the ground.

That small sound echoed loudly like drum beats in the quiet cave.

“D-don’t come any closer!”

Bingbaeksu screamed as she thrust both hands forward.

It was her final struggle.

Cold energy pushed to its extreme came rushing forth.

But Namgung Cheon lightly swung Mukhon and cut through that cold energy.

Cloud Sea Barrier Heaven.

Dark blue sword energy rose like mist, neutralizing Bingbaeksu’s attack.

And then.

Thunk.

Namgung Cheon’s sword pierced precisely through Bingbaeksu’s heart.

“Kugh… huk.”

Bingbaeksu looked down at the sword embedded in her chest.

To think that decades of desperately hiding and surviving would end in such a death.

Her eyes trembled as if convulsing.

“Those you killed must have trembled just like that.”

“…”

“However, there’s a clear difference between them and you.”

Thunk.

A stream of red blood spurted along the blade.

“Their deaths will be remembered, but no one will remember your death. Forever in Cheongang where not even a speck of light enters.”

Thud.

Bingbaeksu’s body collapsed as if crumbling.

“Huu.”

Namgung Cheon exhaled roughly and shook the blood off Mukhon.

Then he slowly raised his head to look toward the massive stone gate.

Before the stone gate, a bizarre altar had been prepared.

An incense burner emitting purple smoke, and at its center, a wooden box covered with red silk.

‘That must be… what they prepared to open the Cheonma Seven Vaults.’

Namgung Cheon slowly approached the altar.

Rumble.

Myeolhon within his dantian writhed more violently than ever before.

Finally, Namgung Cheon roughly pulled away the red silk as if snatching it.

“…!”

Inside the wooden box lay an old, broken sword blade.

A sword that still held a cold, bluish light despite being stained with the grime of years.

At that moment, Namgung Cheon’s reason snapped.

“How dare they use this sword…”

In his previous life, it was Namgung Mugang’s sword that he had exchanged for Mukhon as a token of their promise.

His own sword, the sword of Cheonma Cheon Myeonghyeon.

Were they trying to use the sword that contained his everything as a tool to open Bigo?

Kraaaash―!

Blood-red killing intent erupted from Namgung Cheon’s entire body, sweeping across the floor of Cheongang.

“Kuhuhuh…”

Beast-like laughter leaked from his throat.

“All of you bastards…”

Namgung Cheon gazed at the broken sword blade and spat out words mixed with fury.

“I will definitely… definitely kill you all.”

Not a single one will be spared.

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