It wasn’t hard to clean up the remaining demon cult members. There was no need for Jawoon, who had only one limb left, to step forward. With the powerful threat of the ultimate demon cult master gone, the Taoist priests, who had no need to spare any strength, poured out their anger over losing their disciples. For the same reason, the demon cult members who had completely lost their will to fight were just losing their lives in vain.
Amitabha Buddha
Zawoon just kept muttering inaudible words as he watched Kunlun and the Taoist priests who were shamelessly spreading their swords. He thought that rather than exterminating the cultists, he should capture them alive and obtain information about the enemy, but he could not stop them. There were only a few dozen survivors left here. If the remaining disciples were all dead, Kunlun was effectively destroyed. Fortunately, Kunlun Jangmun Ma-seon survived, but it would take a long time for him to fully regain his former martial arts skills and train disciples. They might not be called the Six Sects anymore. Just like Jeomchang, who was destroyed by the Black Lotus.
‘The leader is….’
Jawoon looked at the young man standing around the corpse of Hyukryun Jungseon, who was lying around carelessly. He looked indifferent even as he took in the scene of the massacre. It didn’t seem like he was trying to stop them because he felt sorry for the people who had lost their death sentences. It seemed like he just didn’t care about the lives of the cult members.
‘Well, I’m from that family’s bloodline…’
Since ancient times, the figures of Sacheon Dangga were famous for their venomous minds. While they advocated righteousness, they showed no mercy to their enemies. Anyone who lived in Sacheon feared conflict with the figures of Dangga. It was not because they dealt with difficult poisons and secret weapons, but because they were reluctant to take revenge. If Yu Myeong-myeong had such a disposition, it would have been natural for him to annihilate his enemies. Ja-woon chanted inwardly a few more times and prayed for the rebirth of those who were dying and those who had already died. He did not discriminate between friend and foe. Even if they were evildoers while alive, as a Buddhist, he hoped that their souls would at least reach the Pure Land.
‘By the way, this is truly an amazing feat.’
Jawoon recalled the admiration he had felt earlier. He had already guessed the strength of Jeongcheon Maengju, Dangmyeong, because he had personally encountered him. Judging from the fact that he had destroyed even the Shaolin Jeolhak Geumgang Bulgoejisin, his understanding of the principles of martial arts seemed to have reached a very high level, so he followed without question when told to step down. However, since the magic qi refinement technique displayed by Hyeokryeonjungseon was also extraordinary, he had thought that he would have a hard time.
However, he shattered the refined magic sword with a single stroke of his sword and cut off Hyeokryun Joongseon’s head. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a sudden attack. Dangmyeong seemed to have suffered no internal injuries and his breathing was not disturbed at all. It meant that there was no great difficulty. It was also proof that the difference in skill between the two was enormous.
Regardless of age, it was an incredibly amazing feat. Is there another being in the world that can so easily defeat the demonic cult’s left and right wingmen?
‘…This may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.’
Suddenly, Jawoon felt a deep sense of regret along with the emptiness caused by the limbs that had fallen off. He went out with Dang-Myeong-Myeong to rescue Kun-Lun and the people in the public domain, but unexpectedly took the lives of all of the Demonic Cult’s Gwangmyeong-Joo-Woo-Sa. As far as is known, there were only three beings who had reached the extreme of the Heavenly Demonic Cult in the Xingang Heavenly Demonic Cult.
Leader Yeon Mu-yeol.
Gongson Tae, the commander of Gwangmyeong.
Gwangmyeong Woosa Hyukryunjungseon.
Since two of them were exiled here, the power of the Demonic Cult was reduced by more than half. There were also quite a few Demonic Cult members who died.
Of course, we know that the true power of the Demonic Cult lies in the Magwangcheon led by Yeon Junghyeok, the former leader of the Demonic Cult. The current Demonic Cult is nothing more than a shell. Most of the senior figures, including Gongsun Tae and Hyukryeon Jungseon, are from the previous generation. Those who can be called senior figures all followed Yeon Junghyeok to the central plains and became the core members of Magwangcheon.
Even so, the Demonic Cult is still the Demonic Cult.
It has the symbolism of being the main stream of the Demonic Way. If we could destroy the main branch of the Xinjiang Demonic Sect, which has been around for a long time, comparable to the Thousand-Year Shaolin, we would be able to break the morale of the Demonic forces, including Ma Gwang-cheon. In particular, the enemies would not know about the deaths of the Left and Right Masters of the Demonic Sect, so we could even use the trick of a surprise attack.
That’s why it was a pity.
If they had brought even a little bit of power, they might have aimed for the Demonic Cult headquarters.
He couldn’t mobilize Kunlun and his disciples. They were completely exhausted from the continuous fighting and flight. Moreover, if the damage here got worse, there was a risk that the very existence of their sect would be in danger. Above all, weren’t Gokun and Taeheo unconscious? Even if they had been detoxified, they wouldn’t be in perfect condition. They would definitely need to be hydrated.
Jawoon thought. At least if his old body was intact, he and Dang-myung could have dealt a fatal blow to the Demonic Cult headquarters—that was where his regret came from. As a result, he had saved Gok-woon and Tae-heo and defeated the Demonic Cult’s left and right wingmen, so he had no regrets about losing one of his limbs. Rather, he thought it was a cheap price to pay. He was just frustrated by his current situation where he was not in a position to help.
Even if you have reached the highest level of Hwagyeong, physical deficiency is a serious problem. Not only is it difficult to properly use Wuyi, but you also have to maintain your physical balance and even use the True Qi Taoist method differently than before. It is essential to take time to adapt.
‘I guess I should go back to the blind.’
Zawoon cast his gaze to one side and muttered to himself. A familiar face zoomed in between those wearing robes soaked in the blood of the demon cultists. The Kunlun sect Taoist who had guided him and Dang-myeong here had arrived late. His pace was also quite fast, so it didn’t take long for him to actually encounter and annihilate the demon cultists.
“Your Majesty, you are safe! And the priests too…! I am so glad that it is not too late….”
“You worked hard, priest. It was thanks to your hasty steps that you were able to reach Sacheon and bring reinforcements in such a short time. You saved us all.”
The Kunlun Sect’s great disciple, Gu Jin, hugged the priest who was running towards him and patted him on the back. As he said, the great contribution he made in bringing reinforcements, such as Dang Myeong and Ja Yun, was great. If he had been even a little late or brought in mediocre people as reinforcements, this side would have been annihilated instead. The people of the Gongdong Sect also nodded, agreed with Gu Jin’s words, and expressed their gratitude.
Meanwhile.
Standing in a dignified posture, Dang-myeong was conversing with the food spirit Cheong-gyeong. Just as Jawoon could sense, he was not paying any attention to the remaining demon cult members.
‘What does that mean? This is so ridiculous?’
Dang-myung-myeong didn’t miss the words that Cheong-gyeong muttered when he saw the Dark God who had escaped from Hyeok-ryeon-jung-seon’s sword with a twisted voice a moment ago. Those were words that could not help but be nerve-wracking. As far as Dang-myung-myeong knew, the Yi-mae-mang-ryang that existed in this land had completely dried up.
The term “Imaemangryang” originally referred to a general term for ghosts or monsters, and unlike spirits, it mostly referred to spiritual beings. However, it was generally accepted that a very famous monk had once eliminated all of the Imaemangryangs in the world, and that they were now hard to find. The monks who had raised their level of sorcery by dealing with Imaemangryang also seemed to have completely lost their lineage.
The food god Cheonggyeong was able to maintain his existence because he had been locked up in the magic circle within the Tang family for a long time. Dangmyeong did not think that there would be another Imaemangryang besides Cheonggyeong. However, he encountered another Imaemangryang in an unexpected place and through an unexpected path. Judging from what Cheonggyeong said, the dark red god with a distorted face and a blank expression seemed to be the Imaemangryang.
[To be exact, he is a guy who just happened to be. If time passes like this and he gains intelligence, he will turn into a fool. This is the first time I’ve seen something like this.]
‘This is your first time seeing me?’
[Imaemangryang is originally a being that is created naturally. It refers to the fact that human resentment or evil thoughts have accumulated over a long period of time and have taken shape and acquired their own status. Simply put, it is the case with vengeful spirits, vengeful spirits, and vengeful ghosts. Among them, those that are not evil spirits that naturally disappear over time, but those that can materialize and cause harm to the human world are called Imaemangryang.]
‘Resentment, anger, embodiment.’
The name of the Dark Hongshin somehow seemed to know why it could become a two-faced man. The Dark Hongshin Demon Sword is the art of refining the magic energy. Magic energy is the energy of the opposite side of heaven, so it could be said to be on the same track as resentment or evil thoughts. The magic energy, like the strong energy, is also a strong enough thought to materialize and embody it, so it could be said that the Dark Hongshin with a form is essentially the same as a two-faced man.
When Hyukryun Jungseon, the person who created the Dark Red God Sword, died, the Dark God did not disappear but remained as it was, and it seemed that as time passed, it would naturally acquire rank.
[Originally, it was just a grudge that had accumulated over hundreds of years that finally took shape… But seeing it being created like this, is it because the magic energy of an extreme master and the thoughts contained within it are exquisitely intertwined?]
‘How do I get rid of it?’
Yu Myeong-myeong asked Cheong-gyeong, who had reached a similar conclusion to him. He was not a collaborator who thought of a cause, but he was not irresponsible enough to just leave behind a being that was causing harm to the world. His temperament of not leaving any regrets also came into play.
When I think back to the first time I encountered Heung-gyeong in the Dokjung Dokgo of the Tang family, it seemed impossible to easily destroy Yi Mae-mang-ryang with normal methods. In Heung-gyeong’s case, he was able to subdue him with the Dok-yo-cheong Gwangsim method because he was a being based on poison.
[It can be destroyed using the magic used by the radiators, but for now, that method is better….]
That’s when the hearing got to that point.
“The leader.”
With a gust of wind, the hem of his robe fluttered as he descended. With one leap on one leg, he had closed a considerable distance. Aside from his divine technique, his leg strength was incredible. He was a great Shaolin monk who valued both internal and external skills and never stopped training his body even in old age. However, his descending movements were like feathers, and only the faint sound of him gently crushing the ground could be heard.
“The ominous energy that has taken shape does not seem to disperse at all. Even though the breath of the Hyukryeon poet has already ended. It is a very strange thing.”
“hmm…..”
For a moment, Deungmyungmyeong was at a loss for what to say. It was ambiguous to put into words the existence of this mangryang. He also wondered if he really had to explain it.
“No-nap will try his hand once.”
After saying that, Jawoon raised his index finger on his remaining hand and approached the Dark Red God. As expected, he was right in front of his nose with a light leap. Dang-myung tried to stop Jawoon but stopped. It was because he heard the words of the food god, Cheong-gyeong. In the past, besides the Bang-sa, famous monks also defeated Yi Mae-mangryang.
However, the moment the spirit energy gathered on Jawoon’s index finger and he brought it to what was presumed to be the Dark Red God’s forehead,
A red light flashed from the eyes of the Dark Red God, who had been standing still! The corners of his mouth, which were split long and turned up as if he was laughing for a moment, were extremely creepy. He seemed to be triumphant, as if he was watching prey jump into his mouth on its own two feet.
It was the moment when the being created with the will to kill turned into a foolish and wicked being.
