Chapter 203: Executing Scripture Refining Method
Chapter 202 – Executing Scripture Refining Method
The Demonic General-level expert breaking out in a cold sweat before me was a man holding a pair of iron staff-clubs, each about two feet long, in both hands.
“Uaaaargh!”
Unable to bear the thick tension, the Demonic General-level expert charged with a bizarre roar.
Watching the iron staff swing in a short, clean trajectory despite him having lost his mind, I restrained my body’s natural urge to react.
‘I shouldn’t seize with na and throw with shuai…’
If this were not the Demonic Cult and the Great Martial Arena, I would have slipped into his embrace as if evading the attack and snatched his wrist.
A Wudang Sect technique that snatches and throws by wrapping around the opponent.
Subduing him by twisting his arm, it would be simple to make him recuperate for several months just by slightly twisting his shoulder joint as I drop him after lifting him into the air.
In a real combat situation, I could even end his life by kicking his neck or snapping it mid-throw.
Changing perspective, the Wudang Sect’s soft martial arts were also subtly brutal.
In the past, Master Zhang Sanfeng said that he could snap a person’s limbs with just a single finger, and thinking about it now, it did not seem to be a joke.
‘I shouldn’t use Wudang Sect martial arts here.’
No matter how wild a display I could show, it did not suit the atmosphere.
I loaded the flow of the Wuji Fist into my fist and stared at the iron staff that was coming to split my head.
If the Wuji Palm was for striking and shaking, the Wuji Fist was simply for smashing and destroying.
It could be said to be similar to Master Bodhidharma’s Ultimate Extreme Strike.
Clang!
The moment my fist collided with the iron staff, it shattered and scattered in all directions with the sound of breaking iron.
As expected, it was perfect for simply and mindlessly smashing something.
[Hmph! The Ultimate Extreme Strike would have been better…]
Master Bodhidharma felt disappointed that I only performed martial arts centered on the Wuji Six Forms.
‘Given where I am, you see.’
Since this also included a bit of compensation for refraining from using Master Heavenly Demon’s martial arts back when I was in the Orthodox Martial World, I hoped he would understand.
“Ugh!”
As I cleanly broke the weapon and dug in, the Demonic General-level expert, sensing the crisis, retreated and threatened me by swinging the remaining iron staff in his other hand, but—
Thud!
“Agh!”
To me, who had already penetrated and dominated the space within his reach, it was nothing more than a meaningless struggle.
Spitting blood from a single solid strike, the opponent collapsed, writhed a few times, and then stopped moving.
Seeing that his eyes only moved in shock after the blow landed, he did not seem to have seen my footwork digging in from his blind spot.
Furthermore, considering how terrible his response was when he lost his weapon, he did not seem to have much experience fighting strong opponents.
This was why experience was important.
Defeating the weak is easy, but defeating the strong is difficult.
It was a matter of course, but when facing the strong, the method of response and the approach must both be different.
In the Martial World, if you do not know that, you die.
Thinking that the experiences of fighting for my life after making my debut in the Martial World had become assets, like nostalgic memories once time passed, I felt reassured all over again.
‘Though that doesn’t mean I enjoy fighting strong opponents.’
If there was someone who enjoyed fighting the strong, they were definitely a pervert.
“By the way… it is no longer a festive atmosphere, is it?”
To be precise, it was half and half.
On one side, a festival was unfolding with cheers, but on the other side, it was as bleak as a graveyard on a rainy, foggy day.
The side celebrating the festival was, of course, the Heaven-Rebelling Faction.
Enjoying the frenzied heat with their entire bodies, they let out cheers every time I beat down a Demonic General-level expert.
The Heaven-Obeying Faction also seemed to respond favorably at first, but the atmosphere subsided as time passed.
Up to five, they watched with somewhat meaningful eyes, but around the time it surpassed ten, dark clouds set in.
When another five were added to that, it rained.
Ah, I was talking about the atmosphere.
[Did you perhaps develop some perverted notion that everyone in the world must like you?]
“No.”
[Hmph! Then there is no problem. The Great Martial Arena is practically an execution ground, so how could the atmosphere be good?]
Master Zhang Sanfeng snorted.
Looking back, I did beat down quite a lot of them.
‘Was that just now the twenty-ninth one?’
There was no need for a separate explanation of how terrible the Heaven-Obeying Faction’s atmosphere would be.
“Did anyone tell them to only send Demonic Generals?”
[Hey, punk. Is that why you provoked them?]
“What did I do…”
[Since it was obvious it would be a battle of attrition anyway, wasn’t it you who told them to just come up to the Great Martial Arena and wait?]
“…Ahem!”
Hearing it now, it seemed I had scratched their nerves a bit too severely.
“Well, in any case, there are no more guys coming up.”
[Unless they wish to commit suicide, there probably won’t be any more among the Demonic Generals. It seems they had coordinated for only Demonic Generals to step forward today, anyway.]
Recalling the way things were going, it was indeed a logical assessment.
However, that prior coordination had become meaningless.
Because from the Heaven-Obeying Faction’s perspective, a literal catastrophe had occurred.
“Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?”
I shouted, looking toward the place where the Heaven-Obeying Faction was gathered.
But no one stepped onto the Great Martial Arena.
From their high seats, they were only busy whispering among themselves and focusing on meaningless prior coordination.
‘I should wrap things up for today.’
“Then, I will take only one more guy today!”
At my words, the guys who had been busy whispering and chattering among themselves turned their gazes toward me all at once.
They all wore extremely shocked expressions.
They must have thought I would stay up here for thousands and tens of thousands of years.
“You are not honorable!”
“Are you running away!”
“What are those idiots talking about?”
“Look at those bastards talking shit when they were the ones showing such an ugly display!”
The shouts of the Heaven-Obeying Faction raising their voices at me and the Heaven-Rebelling Faction jeering at them covered the Great Martial Arena.
As I raised my right hand after watching for a while, the surroundings fell silent in an instant.
“The reason I reopened the Great Martial Arena is to give those who are qualified the freedom to challenge! Risk your lives and challenge to obtain what you desire!”
The freedom to challenge.
Did anyone understand the true meaning of these words?
‘At least, those who think they are in positions lower than their abilities would have understood.’
They would soon become the vanguard that breaks the boundaries set by the established figures.
“It is a regrettable statement to those who hate me, but I also have no intention of starving to death by staying up here for days on end.”
Wahahahahaha!
I had just said it casually, but more people laughed than expected.
And before the echo of that laughter could completely fade, someone’s shout rang out.
“You brat who only runs wild relying on your hot blood! I, the Hun-yuan Demonic Monarch, shall put an end to this!”
Finally, a Demonic Monarch-level expert stepped forward.
As if to seize the initiative, the Hun-yuan Demonic Monarch, who stepped forward with majestic dignity, revealed his power without filter.
Thump!
As if he had performed the Thousand-Geun Weight fall, the flagstones made of solid blue stone shattered into pieces and scattered about, centered on the spot where the Hun-yuan Demonic Monarch landed.
Naturally, the expressions of the Black-Wristed Demonic Monarch and the Heavenly Demon’s Personal Guard, who had suffered all night to repair the Great Martial Arena, turned rotten.
I, for my part, did not feel good either.
‘A Demonic Monarch…’
Honestly, I thought a Demonic King-level would step forward after all this, but it seemed I was still being underestimated.
Rather than the judgment of the Heaven-Obeying Faction’s leadership, it seemed that guy had stepped forward out of a desire for fame.
Hearing that I would only take one last opponent, he must have judged that I was drained of energy.
His delusion is severe.
I had not even pulled out the trump card I worked hard all night to establish.
[If you finish that guy in one blow as well, I shall praise you.]
The request came from Master Heavenly Demon, who had been exceptionally harassed by the other two masters today.
‘A Demonic Monarch in one blow…’
Having clashed with them directly, the Demonic Generals were strong, but they were lacking to be evaluated as having established their own schools.
But it was different from the Demonic Monarch level.
At least, the ones I had experienced were so.
‘Shall I try?’
I knew it was an unreasonable demand, but it was worth challenging.
Rumble!
I drew up my power.
The power flowing from a place different from before achieved balance within my body and took shape.
Koo-ooooo!
‘It’s rough…’
In an instant, a gust of wind wrapped around me.
From the outside, it might look as if some great power was surging, but I felt it was insufficient.
It felt like starting a fire with firewood full of moisture.
‘It seems to feel like this because I am trying to replace divine power with ordinary Water Qi…’
When I experienced the completed Five Elements Divine Power last time, it truly felt as if I had stepped into some transcendental realm.
It felt like sophisticated gears turning naturally in a perfect realm where there was absolutely no excess or deficiency.
‘It creaks…’
On the other hand, it now felt as if someone had scattered a heap of sand over those gears.
With resistance grating every time the power rotated once, it was hard to evaluate it positively.
Even so, it did turn.
What was certain was that it kept up appearances.
Even if incomplete, it was the Five Elements Divine Power.
A power that exceeded the human domain!
‘Scripture-Refining Mind Method.’
Here, I activated the Scripture-Refining Mind Method transmitted by Master Heavenly Demon.
With the maximization of senses, every nerve extending across my entire body awakened and arose.
Sang-hwa, who supported me silently, fully assisted me this time as well.
‘Heavenly Demon’s Reign Stride!’
Under the authority that dominated the domain, the Heavenly Demon’s Reign Stride took a powerful step forward.
Boom!
The wave spreading out from the tip of my foot covered the Hun-yuan Demonic Monarch along with my momentum.
“Kugh?!”
For an instant, as if time had been severed, the Hun-yuan Demonic Monarch could not show any response.
Instantly, I seized and devoured the opponent’s domain.
At the same time, I converged the gathered power into a single point.
A single fist extended in that manner.
Wuji Fist!
The strike of a Demonic God that smashed everything blocking the path struck the defenseless opponent’s heart!
Bam!
The sensation of touching the Hun-yuan Demonic Monarch’s heart was quite different from what I had expected.
It felt almost like popping a water bubble.
Although made of flesh and blood, a trained martial artist’s body is more elastic than steel and harder than rock.
Yet such a body felt like a bubble.
However, the sensation I felt and the sound that reached my ears produced a different result.
Pshhhk!
A thick red mist settled before my eyes.
His upper body vanished.
The human body exploded and scattered into the air.
It was mind-boggling even to my own eyes.
It was a power that far exceeded my vague speculations.
Pit-a-pat!
And belatedly, a red rain (blood rain) fell.
At the sight of the Great Martial Arena being dyed red, everyone swallowed hard.
[Well done!]
The first thing that could be heard was Master Heavenly Demon’s praise.
For the first time today, he was satisfied.
‘I think this is the first time I’ve been praised like this by Master Heavenly Demon.’
A strange emotion seemed to tickle the bottom of my heart.
And.
“Descent of the Heavenly Demon!”
Someone shouted as if howling.
“Descent of the Heavenly Demon!!”
This time, it wasn’t just one person shouting.
“Eternal and endless!!!”
The growing voices spread like wildfire.
“Descent of the Heavenly Demon! Eternal and endless!!”
“Eternal!!! Eternal!!! Forever eternal!!!”
The voices grew to reach the heavens, echoing over and over.
“Descent of the Heavenly Demon! Eternal and endless!! Eternal!!! Eternal!!! Forever eternal!!!”
A spectacle that made even the Heaven-Obeying Faction members who denied me shut their mouths.
At this moment, no one could deny that I was the Heavenly Demon.
***
The Heaven-Entering Divine Demonic Sovereign stared at the existence on the Great Martial Arena.
An existence to whom any demon of the Heavenly Demon Cult must bow their head stood proudly.
“Finally…”
An uncontrollable laugh hung on his lips.
“…I get to see the real Heavenly Demon.”
The real Heavenly Demon.
To the Heaven-Entering Divine Demonic Sovereign, it had been something that did not exist in reality, like the protagonist of a story.
But now, he had appeared.
There was a reality he could see with his eyes and touch with his hands.
He could break him.
“How can I hold back?”
The Heaven-Entering Divine Demonic Sovereign exerted all his strength to suppress the urge to leap onto the Great Martial Arena right away.