Chapter 415: You're Mistaken
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TUK… DEGURURU…
A severed head rolled across the ground along with acrid blood.
Simultaneously, Cheol Ryu-heun’s left foot moved.
KWAJIK… PUHAAK!
The stomped and crushed head burst open, scattering brain matter mixed with blood and bone fragments in all directions.
Cheol Ryu-heun’s disinterested voice continued.
“So this is all there is.”
An emotionless gaze looking down at Hap-hwa’s corpse.
The already dead said nothing.
The pandemonium of the chaotic battle was noisy.
Everywhere, numerous personnel were fiercely entangled.
Yet around where Cheol Ryu-heun stood, it was empty like a small clearing.
The gruesome deaths of Hap-hwa and a dozen subordinate martial artists were radiating a majesty that permitted no one’s approach.
Thus, one Detached Three Army Corps squad near Cheol Ryu-heun hesitated to attack while maintaining their distance.
“If you won’t come, I’ll go.”
Cheol Ryu-heun, having quietly tossed out those words, moved forward and danced with his sword.
SSWANG, SSWAESWANG!
Each time the blue blade cut through the wind.
CHYUHAK, CHYUHAAK, CHYUHAK…!
Heads soared then fell again along with crimson blood.
No.
The manners of death were diverse.
Some had their heads, some their chests, and others their waists cleanly severed.
Thus, one Detached Three Army Corps squad, despite maintaining their combined attack formation, met their end utterly helpless.
Cheol Ryu-heun no longer moved with extreme swiftness.
He merely set out to find his next prey with leisurely steps, like the supreme predator at the top of the food chain.
In that midst.
PAPAPAPA, PAPAPAPA… !
One shadowy figure flew through the air toward the very rear.
It was Gun Mu-ak.
His target was a large, pitch-black mysterious figure.
Standing alone at some distance from the site of fierce battle, his identity was Bat Demon Great King Heuk Ma-yung.
Gun Mu-ak had discovered his form belatedly and moved like a flash of light.
The punishment of the traitor who had betrayed his religious position of Guardian King of the Doctrine.
That was Gun Mu-ak’s own ultimate purpose.
Having flown swiftly through the air like a bird to compress the distance, he descended.
The head of Heuk Ma-yung, who had looked up, wore a smirk.
-So you finally saw me. Distinguished Great Prelate.
Gun Mu-ak’s response was the massive offense of the Demon God Sword.
A vertical slashing sword strike linked with his descent.
KWAHAANG!
The ground shook while scattering clouds of dust.
But Heuk Ma-yung had already vanished without a trace.
He had withdrawn the Soul Returning Perfect Form Technique in time with the approaching sword technique.
In a flash, Gun Mu-ak, his feet planted on the ground that had caved in like a large puddle, quietly sent his gaze beyond the forest.
He had discerned the Soul Returning Perfect Form Technique long ago.
The offense just now had been a sort of notice.
That I will soon come there, so wash your neck and wait.
In that interval, numerous enemies approached from behind.
Around twenty.
It was one Detached Three Army Corps squad.
Gun Mu-ak reacted immediately.
His body whirled like a whirlwind.
In tandem, the blade of the Demon God Sword, laden with killing intent, spun swiftly.
SYUAAAAAAAAAAAS!
Thus, a terrifying transverse sound of splitting air exploded out.
KWAAAAAAAAAAAANG!
A thunderous roar shook the space.
Thereupon, the martial power-enhanced Detached Three Army Corps personnel vanished all at once.
Perfect annihilation.
He had not deployed any special technique within the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
He had annihilated one squad by unleashing overwhelming supremely powerful internal power, like Cheol Ryu-heun over there.
But it wasn’t exactly the same.
The magnitude of power was different.
‘Tremendous.’
Gun Mu-ak, looking at the corpse of Hap-hwa over there with its head gone, was inwardly amazed.
No, it was more than simple amazement.
It was wondrous.
To so easily crush to death someone with the grandiose title of Phantom Spirit Demon Emperor, a level of supremely powerful internal power.
Even though he had taken extraordinary measures to rapidly elevate his martial prowess.
He had heard the talk yesterday, but now the image of how Sang-jan had died formed in his head.
In an instant.
HUUUUUUUUUUNG… !
A man came fiercely charging toward him, wildly generating ferocious wind.
A warrior with a tyrannical aura, carrying a giant long sword.
It was Great Sword Tyrant Lord Danmok Cheon, whose internal power level had rapidly risen from triggering his gu poison.
Gun Mu-ak, who had greeted him, murmured briefly.
“How fitting.”
The appearance of an opponent with whom he could gauge the gap with Cheol Ryu-heun.
Even so, it likely wouldn’t serve as meaningful reference.
Why.
Because the Danmok Cheon before him was still beneath Heuk Ma-yung.
Whether he knew that or not, Danmok Cheon, charging toward him, was drawing a smug smile all over his face.
It was a murderous smile.
Behind it, pride in his rapidly risen martial prowess was also visible.
At that time.
Numerous personnel charged toward Gun Mu-ak’s left and right.
They were Detached Three Army Corps swordsmen.
About a dozen each.
It was a combined attack formation blocking three directions along with Danmok Cheon, who was closing in from the front.
The rear was empty.
There was space to retreat.
However, retreat was not in Gun Mu-ak’s options.
Strength meets strength.
Thus, he thrust both hands in each direction.
On the left was generated an entrance of darkness, and from the Demon God Sword on the right, sword energy was released.
KWAAAAAAAA…
The personnel who had been charging to attack the left were imprisoned in darkness.
It was Heavenly Demon Gravity Stars.
KWADEUDEUDEUK, KWADEUDEUDEUK… !
Bodies compressed beyond recognition and shattered into pieces, scattering like powder.
It had happened in a flash.
By the terrifying vacuum pressure held within the black demonic energy.
The right side was the same.
A dozen people perished before the Heavenly Demon Gravity Stars expelled by the Demon God Sword.
It was truly a fearsome essence of attraction, crushing, destruction, and annihilation. .
In that state, Danmok Cheon, who had charged toward Gun Mu-ak’s front, swung his sword.
KWARUREUNG… PEOHEOEONG!
It was blocked by something and then flung backward by a heavy repelling force.
His arm wobbled back.
That demonstrated the force of the repelling power.
The linked meridian points along his forearm leaped tinglingly.
What came into Danmok Cheon’s sight as he staggered back was a circular current.
In the shape of a round demon god’s face.
Heavenly Demon Steel Soul Barrier.
A high technique within the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, sharing the same vein as protective body art that protected the flesh through exhaling energy technique.
It was Heavenly Demon Steel Soul Barrier deployed simultaneously with the Heavenly Demon Gravity Stars on both sides.
Danmok Cheon was inwardly amazed.
To execute two ultimate techniques simultaneously.
He already knew, having experienced his power, but amazement couldn’t be helped.
A squad of Detached Three Army Corps appeared nearby.
It was a combined attack formation deployed again.
The personnel split into three directions.
An offense that occupied the left and right as well as the rear.
In response, Danmok Cheon also dashed forward while operating supremely powerful internal power.
Not to be outdone, Heavenly Demon Steel Soul Barrier spread in three directions excluding the front.
KWANG, KWAKWANG, KWANG… PEOHEONG, PEOHONG, PEOHEONG… !
It was a fortress of demonic iron wall.
It more than adequately defended the combined power compressed from three directions.
The force pushing back sent all personnel in the three directions sliding dangerously backward.
In the midst of that, Danmok Cheon’s great sword struck Gun Mu-ak’s front.
It was a ferocious sword strike laden with terrifying energy.
The surroundings felt like they were being compressively pulled in by the power compressed at the tip, where white sword energy was concentrated.
Explosive Thrusting Flash.
The sword form of the Great Violent Explosive Sword Technique that symbolized the prestige of the sobriquet Great Sword Tyrant Lord.
The Demon God Sword had come out to greet it at some point and collided.
JJEOEOEOEOOEONG… KWAUUUUUUUNG!
Metallic sound and explosive sound erupted simultaneously as they wildly shook the air in all directions.
Danmok Cheon’s complexion changed completely.
‘Keum!’
His arm was flung backward again.
But delight flickered in his pupils.
His arm had staggered back, but still, he had withstood it quite well.
That’s right.
Had his internal power level not improved, he would have been humiliated just now.
“I can manage against you!”
It was Danmok Cheon, shouting audaciously.
Setting aside Cheol Ryu-heun’s unrivaled martial prowess over there, the competitive spirit and fighting spirit arose from the thought that he himself could handle Gun Mu-ak.
This had been a contest of supremely powerful internal power meeting supremely powerful internal power.
Yet if it was this level, winning wasn’t out of the question.
From now on, whoever endured to the end would win.
This place wasn’t a stage for a one-on-one duel anyway.
If he could fight while receiving support from his subordinates, there would be a moment when he gained the upper hand.
Danmok Cheon’s great sword moved with extreme speed.
Adding to the supremely powerful internal power that had improved to a fearsome level, even the unique monstrous strength of the Forbidden Soul Ghost Thing.
The great sword vertically slashing the front.
That sword technique was so fast the word “extreme speed” itself seemed inadequate.
Also, it was a majestic power.
The pressure released from the sharp blade’s trajectory felt as if the world would collapse.
It was the essence of collapsing sword.
An ascending sword path that demanded profound internal power and powerful muscular strength to release massive sword force and crush the opponent.
That was precisely the Great Violent Explosive Sword Technique, and now its essence, further strengthened, was descending upon Gun Mu-ak.
GOOOOOO… SYUUUUUUU… !
Gun Mu-ak once again met it head-on.
Same as before.
Strength meets strength.
KWACHAHANG!
When the two swords clashed together.
KWAKWAKWAKWAKWA, JJEOJJEOJJEOJJEOJJEO, DEUDEUDEUDEUDEU…!
A tremendous shockwave spread out in a circle as if an earthquake had occurred.
A cloud of dust covered the two.
The metallic sounds continued.
KWACHAHANG… KWACHAAANG… KWACHAAANG… PEOBEOBEONG… PEOBEOBEONG… PEOBEOBEONG… !
Heaven and earth shook.
Then the metallic sounds stopped short and the figures of the two became visible.
Danmok Cheon was intact.
He hadn’t been pushed back either.
He had endured the repeated sword swings of his opponent.
Seeing that, the enemies also seemed to have summoned courage.
The Detached Three Army Corps group that had each retreated again reorganized their combined attack formation and approached.
PAPAPAPA, PAPAPAPA, PAPAPAPA…
The gap compressed toward Gun Mu-ak at the center on three sides.
At that time.
JJARARARARARARANG… !
Along with a certain light metallic sound, a wave of demonic energy swept through the space to Gun Mu-ak’s left.
It was sound force harmonized with demonic energy.
SSWAAAAAAAAAAAANG… KWAGWAGWAGWAGWAGWAGWANG!
Thus, half of the dozen scattered rolling across the ground.
Of course, the other half died.
It was precisely the work of Demon Heaven Left Attendant Small-Face Bell Demoness Eun Yi-bi.
The situation on the opposite right side was the same.
Half of the dozen had perished.
Also.
The remaining personnel sat down on the ground with dazed expressions.
Their faces were each flushed red.
It was a symptom induced by delusion.
That’s right.
It was the unique ultimate technique of Demon Heaven Right Attendant Delusional Seductive Demoness Ya Baek-ji.
The seductive demonic power hidden in her gestures had infiltrated the upper dantian mental realm and summoned lustful delusions.
Gun Mu-ak directly dealt with the enemies at the rear.
Before anyone knew it, all who had been in that direction had departed this life, struck by the power of Heavenly Demon World-Destroying Step that had been deployed there.
Danmok Cheon, not about to miss the opening where his opponent showed his back, attacked with a heavy sword technique.
HUUUUUUUUUUUUNG!
A huge sword body shooting out in a straight line.
It was a collapsing sword with a momentum as if body and sword had completely merged.
Body-Sword Unity.
The sword was the person, and the person was the sword.
It was already too late for Eun Yi-bi and Ya Baek-ji to act.
Yet.
JJEOGEOEONG… KWAAANG… !
The moment an explosive sound burst out, Danmok Cheon was pushed backward.
JIIIIIIIIIIIIIK…
Leaving a long footprint on the ground.
The moment Danmok Cheon barely steadied himself.
“You’re mistaken.”
The indifferent voice of Gun Mu-ak, who had deflected the Body-Sword Unity collapsing sword.
“What did you say?”
When Danmok Cheon, baring his fangs, scrunched up his expression.
SYUSYUSYUSYU, SYUSYUSYUSYU…
Along the Demon God Sword, held upright, demonic fire bloomed upward.
“This seat’s supremely powerful internal power has also risen by several levels. And that power is something the likes of you cannot match.”
No sooner had those words finished.
KKUDEUK, KKUDEUDUK, KKUDEUK… PUHAK, PUHAAK, PUHAK…
Along with eerie sounds, Danmok Cheon’s body split apart as if rupturing.
“Kkeuhaak!”
The moment Danmok Cheon let out a scream.
FLASH!
The demonic fire released by the Demon God Sword exploded in all directions after connecting with Danmok Cheon’s head.
KUKUKUKUKU… KUKUKUKUKU… KUKUKUKUKU…
Thus, a black barrier confined the battlefield widely, in a circle like a round fortress wall.
It was a majestic yet terrifying sight, as if giant, pitch-black coffin lids had been erected all around.
“This is a coffin I’ve specially prepared. From now on, no one can escape this place.”