Chapter 236: Chapter 236

“Ouch… Damn it…”

Jang Sam-tae, whose entire body was covered in blood, staggered and slumped to the ground.

In front of his eyes, the corpse of a dead man rolled on the ground, and its brutally crushed appearance was a clear sign of being hit squarely by the Heavenly Demon Reversing Heaven Art.

“I’m dizzy…”

He could not even guess how much blood he had spilled.

A fierce battle had continued for an hour, and he had crossed the line between life and death several times.

If he had not trained while coming with Dan Woo-hyun, he might have already died a hundred times over.

“Sigh… I survived like this again.”

He lamented and smiled awkwardly.

A life of fighting such masters was like a dream to Jang Sam-tae until just a few years ago.

Looking back, it was an incredible thing, and he stood up, shaking his head unconsciously.

He forced his weak legs to move and approached the child who was lying down.

Fortunately, the child was not dead but was unconscious.

He untied the rope binding the child and turned his head.

Boom!

A loud sound assailed his ears.

At the same time, the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

Realizing it was not a natural phenomenon, Jang Sam-tae clicked his tongue and shook his head.

This was undoubtedly Dan Woo-hyun’s doing.

‘No, if you came all the way here, you could have helped a little. How could you just fly off by yourself when someone is suffering?’

He could have died if things had gone wrong.

“Sigh… bastard…”

Hiding the still-unconscious child to one side, he spat and began to climb the mountain with difficulty. Dan Woo-hyun had abandoned Jang Sam-tae, but Jang Sam-tae could not abandon Dan Woo-hyun.

In fact, he could not even imagine in his dreams that Dan Woo-hyun would be defeated, so he was going to see if there was anything he could salvage.

Besides, it was said that just watching the fights of masters was helpful.

Since those were the words of Namgung Cheon and Sa Do-hak, it had to be true. If it was a master of Dan Woo-hyun’s level, it might be helpful later even if he did not realize it now.

He stubbornly climbed the mountain.

The booming sounds heard from afar were somewhat violent.

He had thought Dan Woo-hyun would subdue the opponent in an instant, but unexpectedly, a fierce battle seemed to be taking place.

Drip.

Jang Sam-tae broke into a cold sweat.

Dan Woo-hyun was fighting a fierce battle?

Just thinking about it was ridiculous, but that made him want to go and see even more. He wondered what kind of bastard could hold out for so long against the great Dan Woo-hyun.

“Who on earth is this crazy bastard?”

Grumbling, he narrowed the distance a bit more.

After forcing his trembling legs to move for a long time, he soon saw countless corpses scattered here and there.

It was undoubtedly Dan Woo-hyun’s doing.

“In your next life, be born only after that man is dead so you do not meet him. Amitabha…”

Clasping his hands together after a long time, he prayed for their souls, though it was not much of a prayer.

Then, the moment he took a step forward, his legs gave out and he tripped over a corpse’s foot, falling down.

Jang Sam-tae frowned deeply and swung his leg.

“Damn it… how embarrassing…”

The place where the roaring sound was coming from was not that far away.

Moving a little further, a large cave revealed itself, its entrance blocked by a huge rock as if it had collapsed due to the earlier earthquake.

However, the place Jang Sam-tae’s gaze was directed was not the cave.

In front of the cave, a fierce clash between two people was taking place.

Even if he saw it with his eyes, it was not at a level that Jang Sam-tae could comprehend.

“How can I see anything, anything at all!”

Nothing could be seen.

Jang Sam-tae raised his voice in an annoyed tone.

* * *

The Priest’s grappling technique was so bizarre that the term “strange art” suited it perfectly.

Poisonous energy lingered on his hands, so the moment one was caught, deadly poison would penetrate the entire body.

If the opponent had been someone other than Dan Woo-hyun, they might not have endured even that single move and would have been struck by the deadly poison, turning into a handful of bloody water.

Swish swish swish!

The two quickly extended their hands.

He neutralized the grappling technique and delivered a powerful punch.

Boom!

The terrifying momentum gathered in the fist struck the Priest’s body.

Having been hit in the chest, he faltered and retreated.

However, it did not seem like he had taken a heavy blow.

Already dozens of exchanges.

A smile appeared on the lips of Dan Woo-hyun, who had never fought like this since opening his eyes after a thousand years.

“Ugh… you are quite good.”

But on the contrary, the Priest could not hide his embarrassment.

He was someone who could assert that the only one who could defeat him in this entire land of the Central Plains was the Blood Demon.

Even in the Blood Demon Cult, his strength as the second-in-command could be said to surpass imagination.

Yet, even after exchanging dozens of blows with Dan Woo-hyun, he could not decide the match, so his pride felt like it was crumbling.

His red eyes flashed as he shot killing intent.

Killing with the mind.

A realm where one could kill a person just by emitting killing intent.

However, the Priest’s killing intent did not reach Dan Woo-hyun. Standing as if nothing had happened, Dan Woo-hyun walked leisurely toward the Priest.

Swoosh!

As Dan Woo-hyun’s figure disappeared in an instant, the Priest’s gaze turned to the right.

He was not tracking with his eyes, but searching with his senses.

For masters of this level, seeing and blocking with eyes was a ridiculous thing in itself.

Boom!

Slide!

Once again, he was pushed back several steps.

This time, he staggered heavily and lost his balance. The moment he tried to regain his posture, something like a beam of light flew from Dan Woo-hyun’s extended finger.

A chill instantly ran down the Priest’s spine, and he realized.

That he must not be hit by that.

He twisted his body to avoid it, but it was not perfect, and a beam of light pierced his shoulder and disappeared.

A large hole appeared in his shoulder, and at the same time, blood gushed out wildly.

“This?!”

It was a technique he had definitely experienced before.

A memory locked away in his distant past, a memory he never wanted to bring up, stimulated his mind along with the sharp pain.

Meanwhile, Dan Woo-hyun’s body blurred and appeared right in front of the Priest’s nose.

“You bastard!”

“You are noisy.”

Dan Woo-hyun lightly moved his hand. The palm strike extending from his hand hit the Priest’s chest hard.

Boom!

With a heavy sound, his body fell flat onto the ground.

“Argh!”

A painful groan burst out.

Dozens of exchanges.

Their equality was truly but a fleeting moment, and before he knew it, the Priest realized he was being pushed back.

Even though it was an absolute impossibility, it was unfolding right before his eyes, so he could not collect his senses at all.

“You are as trivial now as you were in the past.”

At the incomprehensible words, the Priest’s thoughts stopped for a moment.

Soon, he rolled on the ground to avoid the powerful force coming at him and sprang to his feet.

At the same time, he unleashed a palm strike loaded with deadly poison toward Dan Woo-hyun.

Boom boom boom!

The ground shook wildly as if an earthquake had occurred.

An onslaught that widened the distance while leaving no opening for a counterattack.

Showing an opening to such a tremendous powerhouse was equivalent to losing the chance of victory, so the Priest unleashed an attack with all his might, ready to finish his opponent.

His eyes shining, the Priest leaped and flew.

He sharply reached out his hand, as if to cut off the neck of Dan Woo-hyun, who should have been shaken by the palm force.

At that moment.

Thud!

“Argh!”

Dan Woo-hyun, who suddenly appeared from behind, grabbed the Priest’s arm and ripped it off.

It was ripped off so easily that it could not be thought of as a human arm.

“I see you still feel pain despite barely being alive.”

Dan Woo-hyun chuckled.

He moved like a living person, but this bastard was a corpse.

His soul had already died and was wandering the underworld. He was someone who would never have returned to this world if not for the Descent Art.

Therefore, although he was a person, Dan Woo-hyun did not think of him as one.

Bleeding profusely from his empty shoulder, the Priest retreated. He stared at Dan Woo-hyun with disbelieving eyes, gritting his teeth.

“How! How can this be!”

A monstrous sound that could not be considered a human voice leaked from his throat.

His confused emotions were fully conveyed.

“Foolish…”

“This cannot be… this cannot be… Y-you are just like… that guy…”

Recalling someone, the Priest hurriedly scanned Dan Woo-hyun in front of him.

At first he seemed unable to believe it, but then, with wide-open eyes, the corners of his eyes trembled.

What happened?

Why was that man in a place like this?

Was what he saw in front of him really reality?

In his memory, very deep down.

Because he did not want to recall him, he had buried him very deep and did not think of that man.

The memory of him struck the Priest’s mind like a bursting dam.

“W-W-… Wugeuk Shinma…”

“Oh… you recognize me now?”

Dan Woo-hyun smiled with a bitter sneer.

At that moment, the Priest saw an endless darkness.

The monster he had felt relieved he would never see again.

Just the fact that he was standing in front of him made the Priest unable to believe reality.

“H-how… are you a-a-alive…”

“Did that bastard Blood Demon not tell you? That I have returned…”

“T-that cannot be, that lord said nothing…”

The Priest shook his head.

He had heard nothing from the Blood Demon.

In his position as the Priest, his role was to perform the Descent Art on those who would follow the Blood Demon by using the corpses of children.

Therefore, he had no need to be told anything other than that, nor any reason to know. To think that this would become his eternal regret.

The Priest trembled and stepped back.

It was none other than Wugeuk Shinma.

The word ‘fear’ that he had been ignoring until now choked him.

He recalled the disaster that the monster in front of him had created in the past.

The absolute ruler who had invaded the Blood Demon Cult alone and blown his head off in just a few moves.

He could still clearly remember his ghost-like sword play.

“It is not even the Descent Art, so h-how for a thousand years with the same body as before…”

“You bastards would not know because you died early… but many things happened after that.”

Dan Woo-hyun finished speaking and placed his hand on his waist.

That which he had not drawn until now.

Dan Woo-hyun’s sword containing his true sincerity slowly revealed its grandeur and pressured the Priest.

Dozens of exchanges.

He had held out quite well, but until now, Dan Woo-hyun had not even used his personal ultimate art.

“Are you going to kill me again?”

“Yes, you will die here again.”

“Hehehe, even if you kill me, you will gain nothing.”

“You do not have to open your mouth. It will not change the fact that you will die.”

The Priest swallowed hard.

These were words coming from the mouth of none other than Dan Woo-hyun.

What he uttered was always carried out, as if absolute.

There was no option to escape.

Fleeing in front of the Martial God, of all people, was a meaningless struggle.

Trembling, the corners of his mouth twitched as he raised his hands.

All of the Priest’s internal energy was concentrated in one hand.

“I will at least take one of your limbs with me!”

“You are too greedy.”

Dan Woo-hyun looked down at the Priest.

The Priest, who had lived in a position that no one but the Blood Demon could covet, had to taste frustration once again before the name of the Martial God.

The image of the Martial God slowly swinging his sword was engraved in the Priest’s bloodshot eyes.

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