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Chapter 400: Chapter 400

Bang, bang!

Fist and fist crossed each other as they went back and forth.

Hand movements like lightning and body movements agile beyond measure.

They, whose movements could not be seen as those of humans, traveled all over the surroundings, striving to seize the upper hand over each other.

In a single attack, vast internal energy poured.

Thick demonic energy poured, and red blood energy offset it.

Boom, boom!

It was a sight as if a natural disaster had occurred.

In the place where the two stood, trees and bushes died and disappeared, not to be seen, and even a giant boulder shattered into pieces, creating a vacant lot.

Gouged, burst, and cut; how many offenses and defenses went back and forth in a single clash, even if someone saw this sight, they would not be able to notice it in the slightest.

Sa Do-hak’s face was completely exhausted.

He was covered in soil and dust, and blood flowed down from various parts of his body.

This was the same for the man called Heok as well.

The two people were not pushed back or superior in the slightest. The appearance of them fiercely parrying and targeting each other resembled as if there were two Sa Do-haks.

“Uwahaha! Good, indeed good!”

Sa Do-hak burst into laughter like crazy and sprayed demonic energy.

He did not care even though the reaching blood energy brushed past his body and splattered blood. This was possible only because he held a fighting spirit to determine superiority over the opponent, or to surely win and surpass the opponent.

He did not care for his own body.

Sa Do-hak looked as if he poured everything into this fight.

“A crazy guy indeed!”

“Hahaha! Aren’t you the same, you fellow!”

At Heok’s words, Sa Do-hak shined a smile and parried.

The demonic energy extended from his fingertips stretched like a whip and poured toward the opponent.

Boom!

Heok retreated and shined a grin.

He also extended his hand.

The blood energy pouring out from his fingertips went forward like hidden weapons, trying to swallow Sa Do-hak.

Boom, boom!

The fight of the two was to the extent that its fierceness pierced the sky.

“Is this all?!”

“Could that possibly be it!”

At the opponent’s provocation, Sa Do-hak raised his demonic energy even further.

It had been a long time.

A fight like this.

A sense of elation that he did not even feel when clashing with Dan Woo-hyun.

It was a sensation that could only be felt when the opponent was slightly superior to him, or comparable.

The feeling of standing before the crossroads of life and death; this was precisely the reason why Sa Do-hak could not leave the Central Plains and remained.

He always waited.

For an opponent he could fight with all his power, that was.

At that moment, the man called Heok widened the distance nimbly.

Wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, he smirked.

“It is the real thing from now on. Die quietly.”

“My, you fellows indeed do bullshit well. Especially that kind of dog shit words, that is.”

Sa Do-hak also parried while wearing a smile.

Even though the opponent’s momentum was transmitted from his toes, he did not care in the slightest. Even though it was swelling stronger and stronger, he did not blink an eye.

Rather, it was what he wished for.

The smile hung on Sa Do-hak’s lips grew even deeper.

He raised his momentum.

The black demonic energy rising without hesitation climbed up, turning even darker in color.

Before long, at some moment, it turned into a blackish-red color.

Shiver!

Goosebumps rose.

The moment the man saw that color, he felt his whole body stiffen despite himself.

Although he knew that demonic energy changed its color depending on the inclination of the one who learned a divine art, he had never seen anyone who emitted such a color until now.

Therefore, that blackish-red demonic energy was ominous enough to give goosebumps. However, soon the man held a smile on his lips and clenched his fists.

Having the sinister demonic energy in front of his eyes. Just that seemed to stimulate the warrior’s competitive spirit that had vanished long ago.

“Let us… kill and be killed for once!”

“Puhahaha! The one dying is you fellow, not me!”

With a big laugh, Sa Do-hak rushed in.

* * *

Boom, boom!

From various places, the sound of the earth shaking stimulated his ears.

The wind blew even more fiercely, and the ground shook to the extent that even standing was not easy. Even under such circumstances, the sound of sword fight heard from one side did not stop.

Blood Heaven and the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance.

The killing intent of those who held the determination to never be pushed back, or to surely kill them all, was transmitted to Dan Woo-hyun riding that storm-like wind.

However, Dan Woo-hyun, who was actually walking, did not feel interest in such things.

Was the martial world not originally all like this?

Killing and being killed is precisely the martial world itself.

“Kuaaaak!”

“Aaaak!”

“Save me!”

Sounds were heard.

It was the voices of those dying. Or it was the sounds of those struggling to live.

The moment the scream of someone, whom he did not even know whether was enemy or ally or who they were, stimulated his ears, Dan Woo-hyun took another step and lifted his head.

Clang, clang, clang!

Soon, a battlefield where a fierce clash went back and forth was seen in front of his eyes.

Headed by Namgung So-hye, the figures of the Hunan Dan Family were blocking the approaching Blood Heaven, and behind them, the martial artists of the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance were adding strength.

However, the situation was not favorable.

Namgung So-hye’s entire body was covered in blood. This was the same for the others as well. Jang Sam-tae was gasping for breath while tattered, and Ma Jang-gang was sprawling weakly on the ground as if he would die soon, twitching.

The Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance, which was thought to have risen in momentum quite a bit with the appearance of the Hunan Dan Family, also seemed to have lost a lot of momentum, perhaps due to fear of the man named Yeom.

Even the Sichuan Tang Family, which had to play the role of the mainstay in the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance, also set Tang Sa-hwi at the front and tried to block as much as possible, but that was also not easy.

And the one who created all of this situation was.

One person.

Only one person.

One of the reasons the Blood Heaven crowd stood firm even with their broken morale.

Precisely the man called Yeom.

He played with the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance leisurely, or sometimes with brutal hands, as if playing with the opponent under these circumstances.

Whether he was killing, or not.

He extended his sword to cut the opponent’s arms and legs, but did not cut their breath.

As if listening to the eerie shrieks and screams they spat out and finding it amusing, he played with the opponent more calmly and leisurely than ever.

Disappointment was fully written on the faces of Namgung So-hye, Gwon Mu-jin, and Jang Sam-tae who were confronting such people.

“You are doing an interesting thing.”

At that moment, Dan Woo-hyun’s voice echoed lowly.

Although it was clear that everyone was swept in fear and even a small sound would not have been heard due to the screams, every single one looked at Dan Woo-hyun without exception.

Although it was a voice extended low, it precisely penetrated everyone’s ears.

“Y… Young Master Dan?”

“Master!”

Namgung So-hye and Jang Sam-tae, who were startled by the voice, shouted and looked at Dan Woo-hyun. Since Sa Do-hak and Namgung Cheon had already arrived first, they wondered why he had not appeared, but it seemed he walked leisurely.

Jang Sam-tae did not like that at all, but nothing was more welcome than Dan Woo-hyun’s face seen in a situation where life and death went back and forth.

“Th… That person?”

And one person, Tang Sa-hwi also looked at Dan Woo-hyun.

A person who suddenly revealed his appearance.

One who was walking while maintaining calm even under these circumstances. He did not care about the corpses strewn around, and even the strength of the man named Yeom did not seem to enter his head.

‘How can he be calm under this situation?’

Tang Sa-hwi fell into an unknown, peculiar sensation.

Hunan Dan Family.

That the weight the name gave was absolutely not light.

Exhaling, Tang Sa-hwi kept his eyes on Dan Woo-hyun and never took his gaze off.

“Are you here? I wondered why you were so late.”

“A funny fellow.”

Dan Woo-hyun spoke, looking at Yeom.

Although he could already know that he was waiting, just how many would there be who could spit out such words with the Dan Woo-hyun of the world in front of them?

Unless it was someone at the level of the Blood Demon, it would be impossible.

However, Yeom was calm.

Crushing the neck of a man held in his palm, he threw it toward Dan Woo-hyun.

With a swish, the flying corpse fell to his feet.

“Just how long has it been since I saw your face like this… It feels like a long time, yet also not.”

“…….”

Yeom knew Dan Woo-hyun.

He shined his eyes, looking at him. His eyes were filled with killing intent, looking as if he would tear Dan Woo-hyun’s limbs to pieces right away.

“To think we would meet again… Hahaha, to think we would meet again.”

His body trembled violently.

Whether he could not control his murderous intent, or could not shake off the hatred toward Dan Woo-hyun, he emitted momentum in extreme madness.

“Ugh!”

“Keuh!”

Yeom’s momentum spread without knowing the sky’s height. Everyone in the surroundings, let alone Tang Sa-hwi, collapsed and staggered while letting out painful groans at the strength Yeom emitted.

This made them feel that the blood energy he possessed was entirely different from others.

However, Dan Woo-hyun did not show even a change in expression.

“I wanted to kill you fellow! That gaze! That arrogant look while staring at me! The sight of you killing my friends, colleagues, and disciples all in front of me! How could I forget it!”

Yeom recalled the past years, so long ago that it was hard to even imagine. The person in front of him, the one who was called the Martial God and had once driven the entire Central Plains into a pit.

The existence who trampled and crushed all of Yeom’s things, who lived solely on confidence, in front of his eyes, and even snatched away his life. When he opened his eyes again due to the Blood Demon, only the single determination to kill the Martial God remained in Yeom’s heart.

“I shall absolutely not forgive you!”

“Who are you?”

“……!?”

Unlike Yeom who burned with revenge, Dan Woo-hyun looked at him with an inquiring gaze. An appearance similar to the Blood Demon. Surely, judging by the momentum flowing around him, he looked to have learned the Blood Demon Divine Art.

However, it was not complete.

Although he recognized the Blood Demon Divine Art, the man named Yeom himself did not enter Dan Woo-hyun’s head.

“You say you do not remember me?!”

“I do not know the likes of you fellow.”

“The… likes…?”

Yeom shook his entire body.

He had wailed miserably in front of Dan Woo-hyun’s eyes. He had also swung his sword at him in crazy fits.

Among those many people, there would have been no one else but Yeom who clashed swords with Dan Woo-hyun for fifteen minutes.

And yet he did not remember?

Yeom glared at Dan Woo-hyun while gritting his teeth, even as he trembled violently.

However, the look of Yeom was not even entering Dan Woo-hyun’s eyes. Whether he had no interest, or did not treat him as a person.

Was it because of that he could be calm without agitation, even while listening to Yeom’s words shouted while gritting his teeth?

“Y… You fellow…! You say you do not remember even after killing that many people in front of me!”

“Do you count the number of ants one by one because you trampled and killed ants?”

Shiver!

Instantly, goosebumps rose on everyone.

This was the same for the Hunan Dan Family people who knew Dan Woo-hyun usually.

Dan Woo-hyun, who spat out words calmly, felt like a person they did not know.

How could he spit out such words so casually?

This would precisely be the true side of the Heavenly Killing Star that they had not known.

At that moment, Dan Woo-hyun slowly drew his sword.

Shring!

The blade drawn from the scabbard was the very one that had struck Yeom’s neck a long, long time ago.

The moment he watched that, Yeom raised his momentum even further.

However, Dan Woo-hyun’s calm voice still stimulated his ears.

“Also, killing and being killed is the martial world, so how could I remember their names one by one? And…”

Dan Woo-hyun quietly extended his sword and pointed below Yeom’s feet.

Around Yeom, the countless members of the Orthodox-Unorthodox Alliance he had killed just earlier were rolling like piles of trash.

That action captured everyone’s gaze.

“Do you remember the names of those you killed now?”

No one would be able to answer that word.

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