Chapter 119

Episode 119

The King of Power Strikes Back

Dan Woo-sung calmly organized his thoughts as he approached the place where the Demon King resided.

The Heavenly Demon, Sword Demon, Mad Demon, Blood Demon, Illusion Demon, and even the young master of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.

And he also remembered the white cat that didn’t seem ordinary.

Since they called the Mad Demon a criminal, it was certain they were locked in a fierce battle among themselves. Having fought the Mad Demon before, Dan Woo-sung believed the Mad Demon would not be easily captured by anyone.

He also believed that during that time, either the Sword Demon or the Heavenly Demon would undoubtedly stab someone in the back.

This was the crux of the matter.

Danwooseong was approaching with the intention of striking the back of the head of those who had stabbed him in the back.

They were all scum who deserved to die anyway.

Even if the King of Power appeared amidst their internal strife and rampaged through their ranks, the Demon Realm would never unite their hearts as one.

This was the nature of the Demon Clan.

Until the leader of the demonic path appeared, their biggest weakness was that it always descended into chaos.

The King of Power, who had retreated, reentered the battlefield.

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Who was in the most difficult position here?

It was Hyeoljon.

Blood Lord couldn’t comprehend this situation itself, where he was struggling against the blind Sword Demon.

There was no other way.

Having obtained the Abyssal Art, the Sword Demon could see the Blood Lord clearly. Even when the Blood Lord unleashed attacks with exquisite techniques, the Sword Demon simply blocked them with his sword-pierce-proof body. Thus, each time the Blood Lord’s sword struck the Sword Demon’s body, the Blood Lord himself grew more endangered.

This was because the Sword Demon was using his own flesh to unleash a technique of mutual destruction.

The combination of blindness and the invulnerable sword body led to a battle that defied the common sense of masters.

The only thing the Sword Demon truly feared was his body being dissolved by the Blood God Qi. However, since the Sword Demon’s internal energy was inherently deeper, he was blocking most of the Blood God Qi with his sword energy.

Blood Lord had no choice but to struggle.

“Heh heh heh.”

The sword demon, swinging his blade, let out a cold laugh.

Once the fight truly began, the discomfort of being blinded seemed to fade.

However, the common problem for those fighting here was the speed of the battle.

Everyone was inevitably in a hurry.

If Baekmyo subdued the Madman, the Sword Demon would be in danger.

If the Sword Demon subdued the Blood Demon first, he could join forces with the Mad Demon to confront Baekmyo.

The Sword Demon, who had already assessed the situation, drove Blood Lord back as he spoke.

“You little mosquito, it seems your time on this earth is running out.”

The Sword Demon deliberately swung his demonic sword while speaking at length. He was directly demonstrating that he had far more composure than the Blood Lord.

When the Blood Lord suddenly shifted to a rigid defensive stance, the Sword Demon taunted him.

“Trying to run? No way. Think you can escape just because I’m blind? Not a chance.”

The Sword Demon charged forward, bringing his demon sword down like an axe.

It was a truly brutal attack.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Moreover, since the Sword Demon had already lost his eyes, Blood Lord could see absolutely no way to break the Sword’s Invincibility.

Blood Lord, who had been fiercely striking the vertically falling demon sword with his own long sword, was seized by the terror that he might die like this and bellowed.

“Demon King! Young Master!”

What the hell are these idiots doing?!

As Blood Lord cried out for help…

The Sword Demon burst into laughter.

“Hahahaha… The descendant of the Blood God is only this weak? How pitiful.”

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The young princess examined the Demon King, who had been knocked flying by the Sword Demon’s strike.

“Hey there, Demon. There’s no way that one hit killed you.”

Hwanma lay still, eyes closed as if unconscious, yet somewhere, his ventriloquism whispered faintly into the young princess’s ear.

“Young Master, stay near my avatar for a moment. Wei Zhichuan will likely return to ambush us. He’s not the sort to care about a dead subordinate. His escape was a ruse itself.”

“Hmph.”

After hearing the Demon King’s words, the Young Palace Master stood there, continuing to stare at the Demon King’s clone. She had thought he had been knocked out by the Sword Demon, but the Demon King had set another trap here, waiting for the Heavenly Demon.

The young princess nodded as if she understood.

Hwanma continued.

“I shall open the Gate of Life in the direction the crown of the avatar faces. When the Heavenly Demon arrives, retreat to that side.”

The Heavenly Demon was already approaching with its presence concealed, yet Hwanma could clearly see it drawing near because he had laid an illusory battlefield around the clone.

The young princess nodded innocently, as if she would unconditionally follow the Demon King’s orders.

The Heavenly Demon stopped the moment he saw the Young Princess’s back from a distance. The Demon King lay as if unconscious. Yet the Young Princess’s manner of checking the Demon King’s condition was truly awkward.

‘Is this the Demon King’s trap?’

Cheonma approached the young princess with his hands behind his back and spoke.

“Young Princess, is the Demon King dead?”

The young princess turned to look at Cheonma, then backed away as she spoke.

“He fell to the Sword Demon. Do not come near.”

The Heavenly Demon tilted his head and stepped closer.

“Dead? Huanma? That can’t be.”

The Sword Demon was powerful, but the Demon of Illusion wouldn’t have fallen so easily. After scanning the surroundings, the Heavenly Demon narrowed the distance with his lightness skill the moment he looked at the Young Palace Master again. He intended to kill the Young Palace Master first.

The young master known to Cheonma was a prey who had gorged himself on every elixir imaginable, using the immense wealth of Manmagung. His internal energy was deep to the point of being useless, yet his spirit was weak, making him a man without any dignity whatsoever.

But lacking dignity was something the Palace Lord shared.

As Cheonma pondered this, an inexplicable unease crept over him, strengthening his resolve to kill the young prince swiftly.

As the Young Palace Master abruptly turned and fled…

As he passed by the recumbent Demon King, he lifted his foot and crushed the Demon King’s skull.

Thud!

Then, as if a formation were activated, the shattered clone of the Demon King dispersed into black smoke and spread around the Celestial Demon.

The moment the Celestial Demon unleashed its purple-hued energy wave…

Regardless, the entire area plunged into pitch-black darkness, and the Demon King’s voice echoed.

“Weiji Tian, let’s settle this.”

The Heavenly Demon stared into the darkness with a wry expression and replied.

“Ah… That’s more like you. Do as you please.”

“Very well.”

From within the darkness, the Demon King’s clones began to multiply one by one. Before long, they had multiplied to the point of completely filling the area, all of them fixed on the Heavenly Demon.

Demon against demon.

Cheonma knew that the essence of illusory magic lay in instilling fear in the opponent.

But Cheonma was a man who possessed no trace of fear in his character, personality, or psyche. He was a man who had grown up fearing death itself.

Cheonma spread his arms wide and said.

“Illusion Demon, do you think I’m the first to play this game of avatars?”

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Danwooseong passed by while observing the scene of Gwangma and Baekmyo clashing during his movement.

They were fighting fiercely, with the Mad Beast’s blows landing with overwhelming force. It was astonishing that he was holding on despite being pounded relentlessly; the Mad Beast was already bleeding profusely all over its body.

Each time the White Cat, now shockingly massive, lashed out with its front paws, the Mad Beast was sent flying.

‘A monster.’

Even amidst the chaos, whenever the Mad Beast unleashed its twin blades or manifested attacks with its aura, the white cat would leap and bound, dodging nimbly. Its movements were swift and agile, more reminiscent of a cat’s natural grace than a ferocious beast’s ferocity.

Anyway, since Baekmyo didn’t seem likely to lose, he left the Madman alone for a moment.

Danwooseong passed by at first, then gradually increased his speed. The moment he spotted the Sword Demon pursuing the bleeding Blood Lord, he closed in. As Danwooseong approached, the Sword Demon, who had finally unleashed his lightness skill to catch up to the Blood Lord, fiercely hurled his demon sword.

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

Simultaneously, the Sword Demon thrust off the ground, accelerating his speed.

Xue Zun spun around, swinging his sword to parry the demonic blade.

Whoosh!

The moment the Sword Demon read the demonic gate of the Heart Demon Sword, the demonic blade twisted mid-air, narrowly evading the Blood Lord’s sword before plunging straight into his abdomen.

Thud!

Blood Lord hastily grabbed the demon sword, which was embedded about half an inch deep in his abdomen, with his left hand…

The Sword Demon arrived in an instant, seized his own blade, and thrust it into the Blood Lord’s abdomen. Simultaneously, the Sword Demon roughly grabbed the Blood Lord’s head with his left hand and declared.

“Mosquito, attain enlightenment in your next life. Hahahaha…”

Blood Lord stared at Sword Demon with bloodshot eyes, then pierced both of Sword Demon’s eyes with his blood-clot-covered fingers. It was proof he was flustered. Sword Demon’s eyes had already vanished. Yet Sword Demon couldn’t help but feel pain. The wounds that had healed were being torn open once more.

Then, the Sword Demon began to absorb the Blood Lord’s life force with his demonic sword.

The moment a horrifying scream erupted from the Blood Lord’s mouth…

“Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Suddenly, the Sword Demon’s head whipped around.

“Huh?”

As Danwooseong flew through the air and extended a hand, a white snake shot out and coiled around the Blood Lord’s neck.

The blood-soaked figure, screaming in agony, was dragged away with its neck wrapped in a whip made of lightning energy. With a wet thud, the demonic sword embedded in its abdomen was also pulled out. Lightning energy surged into the Sword Demon’s left hand as well, leaving him helpless.

Crackle-crackle-crackle-crackle…

Blood Lord’s screams continued once more before abruptly ending.

Danwooseong dragged the Blood Lord along with the lightning whip, instantly killing him with the lightning before retrieving the whip.

It was truly a hair-raising moment.

The Sword Demon had absorbed a mere speck of the Blood Lord’s energy before losing its prey.

It was as if he had barely managed to scoop a single spoonful of rice when that mad bastard came along and kicked the table. Had he had eyes, he would have blinked in disbelief and frustration.

The Sword Demon could only stare at Danwooseong in utter disbelief. Since he was observing through the Abyssal Gaze, Danwooseong’s expression remained hidden. Enveloped in white threads, Danwooseong glared at him and spoke.

“What are you staring at, you blind bastard? That’s weird. Using your third eye?”

The Sword Demon cursed as he gripped his demon sword again.

“You son of a bitch, why the hell… why the hell…!”

The words wouldn’t come out properly.

Absorbing the Blood Essence alone brought a surge of immense new power, and caught up in the excitement, he failed to stay alert to his surroundings. Moreover, because he was focused solely on the Blood Essence with his Abyssal Gaze, his reaction time was even slower.

Danwooseong found it inconvenient to face the Sword Demon like this.

He still hadn’t pinpointed the Heavenly Demon’s location. Yet turning away while the Sword Demon stood right before him was equally inconvenient.

With the intention of gauging the Sword Demon’s power, Dan Woo-sung took a few steps forward, closing the distance…

A demon flew through the air with a scream, landing between Danwooseong and the Sword Demon before tumbling to the ground.

Thud!

The Madman spat out curses.

“Damn it!”

At that moment, Dan Wooseong attacked the Madman lying on the ground. Dan Wooseong stomped on the Madman’s head with his horned boots.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaang!

Startled, the Madman used Orson’s tension to strike the ground, propelling himself into the air while still lying down. The Sword Demon, who had been watching from the Abyss, sent a sword energy blast toward the sky.

Shwaaaaang!

Twisting mid-air, the Madman blocked the Sword Demon’s sword energy with his twin blades.

The white cat that arrived next roared with its mouth wide open, unleashing a thunderous sound that filled the entire area.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Danwooseong, Gwangma, and Geomma simultaneously covered their ears, resisting the sound wave. It was a fierce and powerful sound wave that made all three of their chests heave.

As Baekmyo swung its front paw toward Danwooseong, he retreated using his lightness skill.

He then lashed out at Sword Demon, who was staggering while resisting the sound attack, sending him flying. Sword Demon’s body shot far away, colliding squarely with a large, sturdy tree before rolling across the ground.

Then, Baekmyo leaped into the air and charged at Gwangma once more.

Amidst the chaos, the Sword Demon abruptly rose to his feet and stared at Danwooseong with the Abyssal Gaze.

The moment Danwooseong stepped on the Brain Horn flashed back.

Then, the image of Dan Wooseong gazing through the Abyssal Gaze was clearly reversed in his memory. Until now, he had merely appeared with extreme yang heat rising like heat haze over his entire body, but now even the shape of his face was becoming distinct.

The Sword Demon shouted at Danwooseong with a half-crazed expression.

“Kwonwang! How can you be alive?!”

Of course, it was a vision only visible through the Sword Demon’s Abyssal Gaze, so it sounded like the ramblings of a madman. It was also one of the side effects of the Abyssal Gaze that the Grand Master had warned him to be so cautious about. The Sword Demon wanted to open his eyes and confirm the vision, but since the Heavenly Demon Sword wasn’t by his side, his chest felt so tight it felt like he might die.

But in the Sword Demon’s mind, that bastard was undoubtedly the Fist King.

The problem was that no one would believe the Sword Demon.

Because it was the words of one who couldn’t see.