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Episode 249. Heavenly Demon Sword (1)
It goes without saying that Cheonmasingong (天魔神功) is the most famous magical martial arts in the world.
It has been handed down for a long time, enough to be a teaching and history, and has never once fallen into the hands of outsiders or suffered humiliation. Even the Thousand-Year Shaolin has experienced ups and downs from time to time, and has had its refined Buddhist teachings leaked, or copies of ancient books from Janggyeonggak leaked to the world by thieves who called themselves divine thieves and only practiced the method of reverence their entire lives. On the other hand, Cheonmasingong is strangely unknown despite its fame. This is because not even a single piece of the essence has ever leaked.
That’s why even the most affluent people who like to talk about and praise the peerless martial arts often can’t speak specifically when it comes to the Cheonma Shingong, and instead just guess and say that it’s a powerful magical technique.
Even though its functions and powers were not properly known, the world has always had no hesitation in ranking this peerless magic art as the best among all existing magic arts.
In the martial arts world of Xinjiang, where the culture of respecting the strong and destroying the weak is prevalent, the ones who have held the supreme positions regardless of the era are the religious leaders who have inherited the Cheonma Shingong.
Just once━ Excluding the immortal demon who had rebelled, even the most extreme masters of the cult, who had reached the peak of their magical achievements and were completely free from the danger of being possessed by demons, did not dare to disobey the authority of the cult leader.
As time passed, the symbolism of the Cheonma Shingong grew, and sometimes the Cheonma Shingong was passed down to disciples who were not direct blood relatives. Now, the position of the cult leader has been passed down for several generations, but in any case, what was important was not blood relations, but whether or not the Cheonma Shingong was inherited, which proved the legitimacy of the successor.
Meanwhile.
Those who lived in the upper echelons of the martial arts world had some vague idea about the Heavenly Demon Sect. Unlike ordinary people, they had the ability to directly mix with the demonic world – sometimes with the Heavenly Demon Sect’s leader. They also obtained information through the rare masters of the extreme demonic realm that they captured.
The facts we found out are as follows:
1. It seems that Cheonmasingong (天魔神功) is passed down only by word of mouth, and it is an extremely difficult martial art to master, to the point that it cannot be learned through written text.
2. It has the ability to control the magical energy itself, which can be said to be the source of all magical arts, so anyone who has entered the world of magical arts and accumulated even a little bit of magical energy will never be able to compete with someone who has learned the Heavenly Demonic Art.
3. Due to the above functions, the leader of the Demonic Cult can raise his level without suffering from demonic possession, which is the greatest danger when practicing Demonic Cult. This is the reason why all the leaders of the past have been able to reach the extreme level of Demonic Cult.
4. Even the masters of the same extreme level of magic cannot escape the flow of true energy, or ‘action’, without being oppressed by those who have mastered the Heavenly Demonic Art. However, it is presumed that escaping the action is only possible in the state of ‘de-magic’, and since there has only been one person in the long history of magic, it is not a confirmed fact.
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Cheonsan, Cheonmasin Church headquarters.
Even within that, the area around the main temple is quite dangerous.
In a very wide open space, directly exposed to the cold winter sunlight, a peerless young man wearing the family’s symbol, the light green martial arts uniform, stood proudly. He was holding a short sword with a blade as white as snow.
The tidal wave that flowed every moment immediately swept away the dirt and dust on the floor. Around the young man, there were pieces of flesh that no longer flowed red blood, and pieces of strong energy that rapidly lost their light and scattered in a mess, and surprisingly, countless lines were drawn on the stone floor within a radius of about ten jang.
Traces left by the wide-area killing sword Mancheon (滿天) that was spread out by breaking the Yongrin (龍鱗) of the self-defense weapon.
“… … I was truly surprised.”
A middle-aged man opens his mouth while collecting his expression from a distance.
This is the Demon Lord Yeonmuyeol.
“I didn’t know that such a martial art was passed down in the Tang family. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone handle the qi in that way. It must have been the unrivaled art of the Tang family, called Mancheonhwawoo. I thought it had been lost because no one had practiced it for quite some time.”
“I felt it earlier, but you have quite a good eye.”
Dang-myeong turned his body and roughly answered while estimating the distance between him and the Demon Lord. The situation had changed in an instant, and now they had the complete upper hand. His hearing, which had been suppressed by the magic, seemed to be gradually regaining stability. Wouldn’t it be okay to take a moment to cool down his overheated Baek-Hwi-Hyeol in his Jeong-Su-Ri?
‘I don’t think he’ll even consider running away anyway.’
He thought as he regulated his breathing, which was slightly disturbed by the repeated swings of his sword. This was the headquarters of the Demonic Cult, and it was the center of the demonic power for a long time, comparable to the Thousand-Year Shaolin. Naturally, there would be a mountain of wealth, elixirs, martial arts books, and the like. It was hard to imagine that the Demonic Cult leader would throw all of that away and run away in order to save his life.
Even if he has a detached nature that doesn’t dwell on such things, it’s the same. Even with his senses spread out widely, he can sense the presence of hundreds of demons in the main temple. They seem to be the people defending the main temple, or the troops dispatched by the magic families. Will he really abandon them and try to escape, even at the risk of his dignity and reputation as the leader being thrown into the mud?
‘He wouldn’t be that stupid. The author called the Demon Lord.’
In the central plains, the demonic forces led by Ma Gwang-cheon were in full swing in the Great Battle of Jeong-ma. The Namgung family, the loser of Anhui, was destroyed by Ma Gwang-cheonju. The first battle was definitely a victory for the other side. In the midst of all this, if the news spread that the leader of the demonic cult, Yeon Mu-yeol, had failed to defeat the leader of Jeong-cheon and fled, Ma Gwang-cheonju would not know, but his subordinates would certainly lose their will to fight. It might even have a worse effect than the news of his death.
It was natural for Dang-myung to think that the fight with the Demon Lord was over and to think about the possibility of his escape. He was confident that he could destroy the magic attack with the Sword of Shock or the Wave Pattern, and he had already sent back to the underworld the thirty-plus Ultimate Demonic Spirit Law Jiangshi. Without a more powerful magic, it would be impossible to turn the tide of the battle.
Furthermore, seeing that he kept his distance the whole time and did not directly confront him, it seems that even Demon Lord Yeonmuyeol knew that he had no chance of winning if he fought him with martial arts.
just as expected.
“I admit it.”
The Demon Lord Yeonmuyeol said.
“This is a complete defeat for me. No matter how vast the world may be, there are only a few beings in the world, let alone throughout history, who possess such power at that age.”
“I’m not here to seek recognition or a fight. As I said before, what I want is the annihilation of your demonic cult. Just give up. Demonic cult leader Yeonmuyeol, you will fall into my hands today.”
“Return to heaven.”
Yeonmuyeol muttered with a strange look in his eyes. It seemed like he didn’t take the words “returning to heaven” to mean simply dying.
“The great journey to become an ascendant has only just begun. I cannot die yet.”
“Ascender… …?”
“Have you never heard of it? It seems you really have no connection to radiation. It refers to a being who has accumulated ranks and ascended to the level of immortal. In our case, it is called a Cheonma (天魔).”
“be not interested in.”
Now stop dying━ As soon as Dang-myeong felt that the heat he was feeling from Baek-hoe-hyeol had subsided somewhat, he kicked the ground and rushed forward.
Hurrruk!
A fiercely burning dark green flame wraps around the snow-white waist of the dagger, the manifestation of the sword.
It was obvious that he had shortened the distance in an instant to the point where it seemed as if he had folded the numerical space to move, but Yeonmuyeol was also a being who possessed the martial arts of ascension in his body.
Suddenly, his new form disappeared like a blown-out candle, and appeared in the distance. Of course, without a moment’s hesitation, Dang-myeong approached the ground once more and swung his sword. Even though it was not immediately visible, the overwhelming aura had been widely dispersed, so it was not difficult to catch up with the Demon Lord.
Boom!
The sword of the obvious name, swung like a ray of light, roughly cut through the place where Yeonmuyeol had been. Since he had expended considerable internal and mental power, he did not use the sword technique derived from his master Geomgwi’s martial arts, but simply drew his sword along the sword path he had mastered over many years, but it was still quite powerful.
Since the Demon Lord was determined and focused on evasion anyway, there was no reason to use the sword technique that consumed a lot of internal energy until he properly counterattacked.
It was right after a few one-sided attacks and an all-out evasion. When the new form of the Demon Lord, who was retreating like smoke, lingered in the air for a moment.
Quickly laying his body to the side, Yumyeongmyeong swung his entire body several times and used the rotational force to slash down with his sword. The two people’s bodies were crossed in the shape of a cross. Yeonmuyeol swung his hand for the first time in a situation where he seemed to be split in half from the top of his head to the left and right. Black magic energy enveloped his hand. He struck the side of the dagger Baekseol’s blade!
Kuung━!
The deep green and dark blue flames clashed with each other, creating a loud noise, and the recoil sent Destiny Name and Yeonmuyeol flying in opposite directions.
After relieving the shock by flipping over a couple of times in the air, Deungmyung rushed forward again as soon as he landed.
But in that instant, Yeonmuyeol had already distanced himself greatly.
‘… … Looks like he’s cornered to a certain extent. To the point where he’s mobilizing his subordinates.’
Dang-myeong thought as he ran towards the Demon Lord. Somehow, his strides seemed too wide for a simple evasion of attacks, but it seemed that he was planning to move towards the lined up demons.
‘About six hundred.’
I had noticed their presence long ago. My senses were also spread out over a wide area. I just didn’t understand it. Even though they were quite numerous, they wouldn’t be able to buy me much time.
Meanwhile.
The Demon Lord Yeonmuyeol was quickly burning the talismans he had taken out. As each bundle of talismans burned, a blue-colored round sphere surrounded him. This was a protective spell called Cheonggwigapju (靑鬼鉀珠), which was not easily broken even by strong energy refined with a forbidden spell. It was originally used once or twice when performing a spell that required relatively long preparation, but Yeonmuyeol was currently activating Cheonggwigapju sixteen times.
bang!!
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In an instant, Dang-myeong, who had closed the distance, swung his dagger Baek-seol fiercely, but only a small crack appeared on the outermost blue armor. Even that was repaired as if nothing had happened after the Demon Lord Yeon-mu-yeol muttered something briefly. It was truly an amazing defensive ability.
“Your Highness… … ?”
The one who spoke was Sudugyeomma (收頭鎌魔) Wi Cheon-su. He and other senior demons had been watching from afar how the fight between the cult leader and the dark poison sword dragon was going, but they were flustered when two people suddenly appeared in close proximity.
Above all, the leader Yeon Mu-yeol showed an unusual behavior that they had never seen before. He took out a bunch of yellow talismans from his bosom and skillfully recited a spell. The talismans burned as if they had been in a state of Samadhi between his fingers, and each time, a mysterious blue film continued to appear.
While I was surprised by the phenomenon, a young man who had jumped a considerable distance in one breath with an extremely powerful technique brandished a deep green flame that seemed to be a sword, but to my disbelief, it was blocked by a blue curtain.
They were astonished because, with their ignorant common sense, the only way to stop the strong energy that contained such strong thoughts was with the same strong energy.
But what truly struck them were the words of the cult leader, who spoke so casually the next moment.
“Everyone, immediately unleash the Blood-Blooding Magical Skill.”