Chapter 227: Everywhere You Go
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Suffocating stillness heavily pressed down on the scene.
The face of First Seat, meeting Cheol Ryu-heun’s eyes, became completely rigid.
The personnel gathered around had the same reaction.
PIT, PIPIT, PIT-
The eerie sound reaching their ears somehow felt like the breath of death.
Everyone saw those hook-shaped heat hazes and still couldn’t readily believe it.
An impossible thing had happened.
For the Sect Leader of White Peak Sword Sect, Cheol Ryu-heun, to be emitting the energy flow unique to the Sun Moon Demon Arrival Technique, the Sun Moon Demon Cult’s secret study…
A strange fear brought trembling.
That was real.
It was definitely the Sun Moon Demon Arrival Technique.
It wasn’t mere imitation.
The form proved it.
Hook-shaped energy had been generated.
That meant he had completely understood the essence of Sun Moon Demon Arrival Technique’s formulas.
Though it was pure white and different from the attribute of demonic energy.
That was natural.
Because Cheol Ryu-heun’s internal power foundation would be White Peak Sword Sect’s cultivation method.
Demonic power energy is incompatible with orthodox martial world internal cultivation methods, making perfectly identical manifestation impossible.
In the case of Ximen Yue, who had realized this early, he had come to harbor demonic energy through Aryun-nan’s arrangement combined with Yang Heart Divine Technique study.
Anyway, Cheol Ryu-heun had successfully implemented the essence and application of the Sun Moon Demon Arrival Technique using the Yang Heart Divine Technique.
A big question arose.
How did that bastard Cheol Ryu-heun know not only the formulas of the Sun Moon Demon Arrival Technique but even those of the Yang Heart Divine Technique?
It felt like their minds were going numb.
It felt like their heads had gone completely blank and empty.
Black Rope Wondrous Lady Na Rae-hyang behind Cheol Ryu-heun also showed a dumbfounded reaction before quickly deploying transmitted voice whisper.
At that, Seop Pyo beside her lightly shook his head.
Na Rae-hyang’s pupils created ripples at the return transmitted voice.
‘GOOD HEAVENS…’
Just the tip of the iceberg? How astonishing.
She had heard yesterday.
That Cheol Ryu-heun, through an unfathomable fortuitous encounter, had acquired the true transmissions of Sword Emperor, Evil Emperor, and Martial Immortal, who ranked as the strongest in martial world history.
On top of that, he had now even revealed energy in the unique form of the Sun Moon Demon Arrival Technique from the demonic arts beyond the borders.
Yet… There was still something more amazing left?
At that moment, Cheol Ryu-heun’s indifferent voice was heard.
“Just don’t think about it. There’s nothing you can know.”
When his words ended, his form had already moved to the left side of the courtyard.
CHYUHAAAK-!
Blood spurting up like a fountain.
In the instant five Sun Demon Assembly members toppled over like straw bundles with their heads severed before the Gan jiang Sword.
PUPUPUPUPUK-!
The hook-shaped heat haze enveloping Cheol Ryu-heun’s body sprayed forth long and simultaneously skewered the bodies of another five people.
An extremely powerful and rapid linked offensive that didn’t even permit time to scream.
HWIT, HWIHWIT-
Three Sun Demon Assembly members who mustered courage had at some point circled behind Cheol Ryu-heun and fired countless hidden weapons.
However.
STOP.
About twenty hidden weapons all halted in the air at once.
Held in place by the formless energy Cheol Ryu-heun had suddenly emitted.
PIPIPIPIPI- TUTUTUTUTUTU-!
The hidden weapons that had reversed direction pierced through them.
Corpses instantly drenched in blood and collapsing.
Simultaneously, the complexions of the Sun Demon Assembly turned pale.
‘This is combat power beyond our ability to handle!’
Fear spread like an epidemic.
For them, the number of people was no longer important.
The terror that they themselves might die – that shook their hearts.
“F-FLEE!”
“HURRY AND RETREAT!”
The personnel near where Cheol Ryu-heun had appeared quickly scattered like a wave.
As if making a path.
Thus, a crack formed in the encirclement.
PAPAPAPA, PAPAPAPA…
From beyond the stone wall in the direction where enemies had spread wide to left and right, countless presences were heard.
Personnel entering the scene with agile and fierce lightness techniques.
The group swarming resembled a pack of angry wolves.
Roughly twenty people?
Each one exuded hunger.
Their appearance was like starving beasts craving blood.
Because everyone wore brown clothes, it felt like a real wolf pack had appeared and was charging.
Above all, the presence emanating from the figure at the very front was fearsome.
Truly, a formidable formless aura was surging.
In every single movement lurked murderous dominance.
He was Jinjo Jeok-je, the Sect Leader of Jackal Wolf Blade Sect, the Hungry Wolf Blade Demon, wearing white martial attire embroidered with wolves, gripping a saber.
This region’s strongest saber master of the heterodox faction had appeared.
That brilliant figure who was one of Five Supreme Martial Experts of Hunan Province.
PAPANG!
Jinjo Jeok-je, having fired true energy from his soles, pounced on a nearby enemy.
The fierce step that traced a zigzag path.
Movement like a large wolf savagely biting at prey’s nape.
Together with the fast, changeable footwork, the saber in his right hand flashed like fangs.
SHUAAA-T-!
The saber energy of the treasured blade Cheong-rang that had cleanly bisected the air struck head-on.
It was a powerful form of the superior saber study Flying Wolf Blade Technique, symbolizing the might of the alias Hungry Wolf Blade Demon.
KWAKWAKWAKWANG-!
Along with an ear-piercing explosion, screams rang out.
Two enemies who couldn’t dodge in time collapsed to the ground.
When the blue blade, baring fangs again like a wolf, cut the wind.
KKWAUUUWOONG-!
The two who had fallen had their bodies sliced long.
Urgent attack, outstanding sword technique.
“WIPE THEM OUT!”
At Jinjo Jeok-je’s shout, his subordinates fired intense eye light.
Jackal Fang Squad.
Elite forces directly under the Sect Master of Jackal Wolf Blade Sect, said to have vicious blade skills like a wolf’s fangs.
PAPAPA- PAPAPAPA-
A pack of wolves led by a giant wolf charged fearsomely.
Taking that as a signal, Seop Pyo and Na Rae-hyang also moved, targeting enemies.
Cheol Ryu-heun had already killed another ten-odd in that time.
Everything happened in an instant.
The First Seat, whose sense of crisis had heightened, immediately commanded.
“DISPERSE!”
Meaning to scatter and flee.
There was no other choice.
Regardless of numbers, group combat itself was disadvantageous.
Since they’d fallen into an unexpected trap, who knew if another variable might appear?
Staying here longer was no different from digging a grave.
Moreover, the difference in the quality of fighting forces was also large.
The previous generation’s great assassin Head-Severing Yama, Black Rope Wondrous Lady included among the Five Elegants of Jiangxi, Hungry Wolf Blade Demon who was one of Five Supreme Martial Experts of Hunan Province. Wasn’t the master lineup too splendid?
Adding to that, even Cheol Ryu-heun, possessing frightening combat power, was present.
On the other hand, their side was lacking in masters.
Therefore, fleeing was the best strategy.
If they were to plan for another day.
PEOPEOPEOPEOPEONG- PEOPEOPEOPEOPEONG- PEOPEOPEOPEOPEONG-!
A series of explosions accompanied by pitch-black mist that rose to block visibility.
In that gap, about one hundred Sun Demon Assembly members split into squads and fled in all directions.
Jinjo Jeok-je, whose veins had bulged, shouted as if by prior agreement.
“EAST!”
“YES!”
The moment the Jackal Fang Squad swiftly moved, Seop Pyo and Na Rae-hyang also headed south and north respectively.
Amid the full-scale pursuit thus beginning.
SEUK.
Cheol Ryu-heun leisurely smoothed back his hair, and his eyes turned red.
“This is a good chance to test it.”
Then with a PIK! sound, he disappeared.
* * *
The roughly thirty Sun Demon Assembly members fleeing north stopped their movement for a moment when no pursuing presence was detected by their ki sense.
“HEOK, HEOK…”
“HUUU, HUUU…”
Everyone just caught their breath without speaking.
Then several people exchanged words quietly.
“Was that all their personnel earlier?”
“Probably…”
“We must not let our guard down. Let’s rest just a bit and go again.”
“Right. It’s too early to relax. Until we rendezvous with the Society Leader and Vice Society Leader’s groups…”
Right at that moment.
HWIHWIK, HWIK, HWIHWIK-
Presences rapidly approaching from beyond the dense brush.
The instant the complexions of the Sun Demon Assembly members flinched and hardened, personnel in rags appeared to the front.
About ten beggars.
The Sun Demon Assembly members immediately discerned their identities.
‘AHT! The Beggar Sect…!’
The elder at the head of the Beggar Sect disciples spoke in a solemn voice.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
It was Woo Yong, called Northern Dipper Beggar, a Seven-Knot Elder of the Beggar Sect and an upper-tier master.
The accompanying ten-odd Beggar Sect disciples were also Five-Knot elite forces.
“DAMN IT!”
The instant the Sun Demon Assembly assumed a combat-ready stance.
PIPING- TUDUDUK- PUHAK!
Pitch-black ultra-fine iron wire that had flown from the rear coiled around the neck of the leftmost member and severed it.
Following that.
KWANG!
A black figure fiercely descended at that spot.
The Sun Demon Assembly members fell back, startled by the power the stomp had exerted.
The figure, having stomped and burst the corpse, spoke coldly.
“Yeah, where to? This is your grave.”
Black Rope Wondrous Lady Na Rae-hyang.
The instant the Sun Demon Assembly members were dumbfounded, Northern Dipper Begger Woo Yong moved.
KKWAUUWOONG- PEOGEOEOK!
One member’s chest caved in from the heavy power of his right fist, and.
KUNG!
The Sun Demon Assembly member who had flown back and slammed into a tree dropped his head limply while letting out a quiet sound.
It was the outstanding combat power of Woo Yong the Northern Dipper Begger, a master of the Northern Dipper Seven Stars Fist Art, said to be one of this era’s Thirteen Great Fist Arts.
“ANNIHILATE!”
Simultaneously with that shout from Woo Yong, the ten-odd Beggar Sect disciples unleashed fierce combined attacks, and Na Rae-hyang also displayed the dignity of the Five Elegants of Jiangxi.
* * *
At the same time, in the forest to the south.
-There’s nowhere left to go.
Someone’s voice rang out resoundingly.
It was a six-directional transmitted voice.
The Sun Demon Assembly Vice Society Leader and roughly thirty subordinate members all halted at that suddenly heard sound and assumed defensive postures.
Suddenly.
SASASASASAS-T, SASASASASAS-T-
White-robed swordsmen surrounded all directions with hidden movements.
Immediately after.
PEOLLEOKPEOLLEOK-
A middle-aged swordsman falling through the void.
The owner of the six-direction transmitted voice.
He was just standing there, yet a stately aura emitted and seemed to squeeze one’s body.
Extraordinary dignity.
The Vice Society Leader was greatly flustered.
‘EOK…!’
The moment he saw the yellow lightning-like patterns chaotically embroidered on the pure white clothes, he immediately realized who it was.
The other personnel were the same.
‘HIM TOO…!’
The identity of the middle-aged swordsman was Wei Ji-am, the Thunder Cloud Sword Duke, head of Thunder Lightning Sect and the premier of Five Supreme Martial Experts of Hunan Province.
The appearance of the supreme master who was on par with White Cloud Sword Duke Taoist Cheon Mu.
In an instant.
KUKUNG…!
When Wei Ji-am drew his sword, the atmosphere vibrated, and.
FLASH, FLASH, FLASH- KWAREEUNG, KWAREUREUNG, KWAREUNG-
Light evoking lightning arose along the blade.
Soon, when Wei Ji-am quietly raised his left hand.
CHEOCHEOCHEOCHEOK, CHEOCHEOCHEOCHEOK-
The swordsmen who had spread the encirclement drew swords and changed posture as if about to charge.
Thirteen people of upper grade selected from the famous core force of Thunder Lightning Sect, the Thunder Court Sword Squad.
True to their reputation, each and every one gave the feeling of a razor-sharp blade.
The Vice Society Leader drew up peak-level power, not to be outdone.
DEUDEUDEU, DEUDEUDEU…
The ground shook, proclaiming his strength.
His subordinate personnel also each operated their internal power to the fullest.
In the quiet forest, killing intent and fighting spirit swept about.
At that moment, Wei Ji-am’s heavy voice was heard.
“We will now begin the funeral for our enemies, Senior.”
Seop Pyo, the Head-Severing Yama, who had at some point revealed himself on one side, flashed his eyes and nodded.
“Let’s do that. In our own way.”