Chapter 215: Manifesting Telekinetic Sword
Chapter 214 – Manifesting Telekinetic Sword
“Khut……”
The sorcerer clad in sinister air let out a low groan.
Vivid red blood flowed down from one of the sorcerer’s eyes.
The leader of the Blood Cult, the Blood Demon, who knew its meaning, showed an interested air.
“Was it broken?”
“……Yes.”
“The Divine Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Cult is also quite something. I believe it is the first time I have seen you, Sa Yeom, being pushed back in sorcery.”
“……Unlike the martial lineage, because the magic lineage of the Heavenly Demon Cult has maintained a closed structure, it has never been shaken.”
The martial lineage of the Heavenly Demon Cult lost its identity as the Heavenly Demon Divine Art was damaged.
However, the magic lineage of the Heavenly Demon Cult, handed down through generations of Divine Maidens, did not decline at all thanks to its unique closed nature.
“So, are you saying the magic lineage of the Heavenly Demon Cult is superior to our Blood Cult?”
“…….”
The icy expression of the sinister sorcerer, the one called Sa Yeom, shattered.
“Your excuse is unsightly. I believe this is also the first time I have seen you show such an unsightly appearance.”
“……I have nothing to say.”
The sorcerer called Sa Yeom cut off the flow of the conversation.
The Blood Demon laughed pleasantly, but perhaps because he did not want to touch his pride further, he did not mention that topic again.
Instead, he turned his interest elsewhere.
“He looks useful. If we can take him in, we must take him in.”
“I also welcome that. Please leave the matter of making him obedient to me.”
At the Blood Demon’s words, Sa Yeom brightened up and revealed a cruel smile.
Was it because his bleeding eye bore a red light? In Sa Yeom’s smile as he wiped away the red line of blood drawn on his face, an even greater sinister air than before lingered.
At Sa Yeom’s appearance of burning with sadistic will, the Blood Demon also nodded his head.
“I can trust you. Since you have a track record as well.”
The gazes of the two directed toward one place.
There, two old men whose eyes were out of focus stood in an upright posture.
One of them was a figure Yeon Cheong-un had also seen before.
Dark Rock Demonic Sovereign.
Although he was not the number one expert of the Heavenly Demon Cult, one of the beings who was never left out when discussing the experts of the level right below stood there like a doll.
“It is regrettable that we missed the fellow called the Extreme Demonic Sovereign…… but we must soothe that regret in another way.”
The Blood Demon, who was looking at the two with a gaze admiring trophies, rose his body.
“Let’s go. It seems the time has come to end this tedious game gradually.”
“Yes.”
At the Blood Demon’s words, Sa Yeom closed his eyes and muttered an unknown secret whisper.
Then, a red light lingered in the eyes of the two old men whose focus had been blurry.
It was the very gaze that the rising stars of the Heavenly Demon Cult, whom Yeon Cheong-un had clashed with, had shown.
The difference was that, unlike those who ran wild madly like mad dogs, they were waiting for instructions like tamed faithful dogs.
“I look forward to the day we go to the Central Plains. Hahahaha!”
Around the time the Blood Demon’s laughter subsided, no one existed in that place anymore.
***
Perhaps because it was an attempt to immediately put a momentarily conceived idea into practice, an unfamiliar feeling hovered in my hand.
‘It’s slow……’
Since it was not an easy and simple idea, it was natural that it was difficult.
Trying to use a difficult technique that was not concrete immediately in actual combat without practice?
It was natural that it was not smooth.
The circulation had no choice but to be slow.
“It is dangerous……!”
Old Jong’s shout, in which urgency was felt, struck my ears.
In the midst of manifesting the idea, the senses of my entire body sounded an alarm.
The offensive rushing like a midwinter gale before my eyes was seen dimly.
‘Shit!’
It is fast!
Unlike the technique I was trying to manifest, an insanely fast movement rushed in.
‘As expected……’
Movement at least two stages faster than their original skill. Because it was deployed from the foundation of being Demonic Emperor-level experts, it was suffocating.
It was to the extent that Old Jong shouted urgently.
The Heavenly Demon’s Personal Guards stepped forward, but dealing with it was not easy.
Pak!
An attack aiming at my neck!
This time too, Old Jong blocked one, but I had to directly deal with the other attack.
Peok!
The moment I deflected the attack, the feeling of striking a lump of iron vibrated stingingly through my entire hand.
It was to the extent that my hand, which could easily crush a lump of iron, felt that way.
I could not properly cut off the pulse of the attack.
Naturally, I could not block the variation of the stance.
An attack that bent like a snake’s waist from the neck to the collarbone touched my body.
Teudeuk!
Although I barely avoided the attack aiming for the collarbone, it touched my shoulder.
It seemed a fingertip had barely brushed past, yet flesh was torn away.
Just brushing past was this much.
I was barely able to cope thanks to Master Zhang Sanfeng’s Spirit-Descending Hand; had it entered just one knuckle deeper, my shoulder would have been completely wrecked.
‘Was my greed too great?’
The saying that one must complete a hundred in practice to display ten in actual combat did not come out for no reason.
That irritation directed toward the enemies before my eyes.
“Tsk! If you are going to behave like beasts, go cram yourselves in the mountains.”
The two Demonic Emperor-level experts coordinated their hands and feet quite well. At least, they did not look like they were fighting like thoughtless beasts.
“Kekeke!”
The one who licked the blood smeared while tearing the flesh from my shoulder—joy was seen lingering on the face of the fellow called the Mad Blood Demonic Emperor.
Feeling like I was being treated as prey made my mood extremely dirty.
“Old Jong.”
“Yes!”
“Can you handle one?”
“It seems I can, but……”
Although Old Jong had not a single hair of injury while dealing with those wild dog-like things unlike me, he lacked confidence regarding my question.
I guessed the reason without difficulty.
‘They are indeed dirtily fast.’
Old Jong’s alias was the Vajra Iron Demonic Sovereign.
It was an alias attached because the strength of his physical body was comparable to Shaolin.
Therefore, although he was powerful and solid, he was not as fast as them.
Of course, an expert of Old Jong’s caliber could not be called slow, but the movements of those fellows differed from common sense.
‘If fighting with the intention of seeing the end, of course Old Jong could defeat those two by himself. But if they avoid a head-on confrontation by putting speed forward……’
Being fast is a massive advantage in a fight.
One can exploit the opponent’s weak points from the position one desires.
As shown in the two engagements just now, the most Old Jong could suppress was only one.
Even though I had swept and consumed all the elixirs of the Cheonsan Mountains to raise my senses to an enormous level, it was only to this extent.
‘I’ll barely be able to handle it only if I raise even the Scripture-Refining Mind Method.’
If they judge that it is difficult to deal with Old Jong, they do not need to have a head-on clash.
They will utilize their speed to target the surroundings.
Just like they targeted me just now.
The situation is not good.
It was then.
‘Who is it?’
The presence of people approaching rapidly toward this side was felt.
A multitude, not an individual.
It was a number of at least a dozen people.
“How dare you run wild recklessly, where do you think this is!”
Those who appeared along with a ringing voice spewed anger.
“You! Fake Heavenly Demon! Is this your doing?!”
I could identify their affiliation at once.
‘It’s the Heaven-Obeying Faction.’
If that behavior was not a lie, they were not on the Blood Cult’s side.
Seeing that every single one of them was of a ripe age, their identities were also roughly guessed.
“Are they the elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline?”
I did not know how to receive this situation.
Although they were the appearance of those showing hostility to me, it was because they were not on the same side as those crazed Demonic Emperors over there either.
“Kaaaaack!”
As expected, stimulated by their appearance, the Mad Blood Demonic Emperor and the Black Star Demonic Emperor revealed their vicious nature and turned their eyes.
It seemed they had changed their target to them.
It was certainly a beast-like judgment.
Target the weak.
They seemed to have made a judgment that it was easier to target the easy (?) elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline rather than our side where Old Jong was.
“Kaaaaaaaaa!”
The two beast-like Demonic Emperors leaped toward the elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline without delay.
“Th-This crazy fellow!”
“What do you think you are doing!”
Kwang! Kwakwakang!
The elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline, who were suddenly ambushed, clashed with the two Demonic Emperors.
‘They fight well?’
Even if incomplete, it was the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. There were about ten elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline who had mastered it. They could absolutely not be called a weak force.
“Gwang-hyeol! Black Lineg! How dare you bastards betray us!”
“Did you stick to the fake Heavenly Demon fellow?!”
The elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline, who were attacked by the two Demonic Emperors, shouted full of anger.
‘Can they not see the hole in my shoulder?’
I wondered if it made sense that the vision of experts of that caliber was so narrow, no matter how sudden it was.
“Huh? Somehow, those fellows’ eyes aren’t normal either……”
When looking at crazy people, there is a characteristic atmosphere about them.
An anxious, uneasy feeling like a lit thunder bomb that might explode at any moment.
Somehow, in the elders of the Heavenly Demon’s bloodline, that characteristic atmosphere was not just flowing but absolutely overflowing.
“It is demonic nature.”
Having heard my words, Yi Gyeong-cheon approached and reported.
“Demonic nature?”
“Since they kept extending their hands to tell us to betray, I sent the Heavenly Demon Divine Art manual I was restoring, and it seems they foolishly snapped it up.”
“……Incredible.”
He had certainly made such a report.
So, it was a fight of madmen versus madmen.
The matchup was set up incredibly.
Thanks to that, I was able to catch my breath.
Perhaps because I found some leeway, the wound on my shoulder suddenly throbbed.
But soon, that pain subsided at a rapid speed.
It seemed Sang-hwa, who was nestled in my nerves, had made a move.
“What will you do?”
Old Jong asked for my opinion.
Whether to intervene in that battlefield like this, or to withdraw for a moment and reorganize.
“Wait a moment.”
Now that I had found some leeway was the very turn to test what I originally intended to use.
Old Jong, without a word of complaint, prepared himself to leap into the fight at any moment.
In the meantime, I went through the preparation process.
‘Let’s do it!’
Manifest the idea drawn only in the mind into reality.
A flow constructed inside my body slowly began to take shape.
‘It works!’
Although it was still slow since it was my first time trying it, perhaps because the direction was not wrong, the form fitting together without any discrepancy slowly began to reveal itself.
Ringgggggggg!
What was situated before me while making a clear sound was a sword.
A sword that had lost its owner and was lying around randomly floated into the empty air on its own.
“……Telekinetic Sword?”
Leaving Old Jong’s astonishment behind, the sword that flew into the empty air plunged into the madmen’s chaotic brawl at an immense speed.
The existence of the sword that suddenly flew into the melee.
“Kaack!”
As if he had sensed the danger with animalistic sensation, the Mad Blood Demonic Emperor, reacting to the sword flying while aiming at his back, barely twisted his body and avoided it.
But!
Puuk!
The sword I wielded was not just one.
Another sword pierced the Mad Blood Demonic Emperor’s shoulder.
“I’ve paid back one.”
It did not stop there.
Swords floating up buoyantly at the same time.
“……Ten Swords?!”
A martial art that even Old Jong was astonished at.
Ten swords displaying their presence bared their teeth toward the enemies.
***
“Oho! Did he mix the implementation of the Heavenly Demon Hand of No Tribulation into the flow of the Three Talents Unified Qi Art?”
I knew an instant like this would come someday.
The martial arts of Zhang Sanfeng, the martial arts of Bodhidharma, and the martial arts of the Heavenly Demon strictly pursue different trajectories.
As long as they were crammed into a single body, the possibility of creating something integrating them always existed.
I believed so.
And the disciple lived up to the expectations.
Of course, although there was a martial art named the Union Fist, that was merely a rag clumsily lumped together from what he had learned.
If it were a martial art properly mixed and mutually complemented, this would be the first.
“But dealing with ten swords at once won’t be easy…… Ah! That’s right!”
Zhang Sanfeng immediately recognized the problem, but soon realizing something, he chuckled.
The disciple had a way to complement the shortcoming.
Sang-hwa.
Another ego existing inside the disciple.
If it was to the extent of drawing even that out?
It becomes a martial art that only the disciple fellow can manifest.
“A crazy martial art has come out.”
It was a martial art of such caliber that even Zhang Sanfeng praised it.