Swordless Demonic Path

Chapter 211 : Sweet Dream (2)

Cheon Yu-myeong's Star-Absorbing Demonic Art mercilessly turned Gung Ma-yeop into a corpse. Gung Ma-yeop, who had turned into a dry branch, fell powerlessly.

His appearance, which had aspired to become the Cult Leader, was nowhere to be found.

"Heh heh!"

Cheon Yu-myeong turned his body, feeling the taste of his hand. Although he saw Mun-gang lying in a large character in the distance, he had to deal with Na Hyeon-gi first.

Spot!

It was then that a light was seen.

Cheon Yu-myeong, after staring at the awl-like sword energies stabbing at his forehead, moved to the center of the main hall.

The sword energies created by Na Hyeon-gi turned their direction, following Cheon Yu-myeong, and still approached at a high speed.

Since the Hundred Ghost Killing Sword was a fast sword, only the afterimage of Na Hyeon-gi's right hand, which had rushed at Cheon Yu-myeong, was visible.

Swish! Swish!

The sound of sharply cutting the air and the blurry afterimage of Cheon Yu-myeong's shadow shook.

Na Hyeon-gi, as his sword did not reach Cheon Yu-myeong, raised a sword energy and poured all his internal energy into the sword.

"Uwaaaap! Die!"

"You ridiculous bastard."

Cheon Yu-myeong's left hand went to Na Hyeon-gi's sword.

As two lights flashed, with a boom! sound of an explosion, Na Hyeon-gi's figure was pushed back one zhang.

Cheon Yu-myeong, who had jumped up with a whoosh!, rushed at Na Hyeon-gi.

Na Hyeon-gi shouted loudly and stabbed Cheon Yu-myeong's chest with his sword.

"You dog bastard!"

A thwack! sound was heard.

Although Na Hyeon-gi's sword had clearly stabbed Cheon Yu-myeong's chest, the sword had only stabbed his clothes and could not penetrate his flesh.

Although his internal energy had fallen, Cheon Yu-myeong's hard body was already like a diamond body, and he could not even be scratched with a sword or saber.

Cheon Yu-myeong, with a face full of ridicule, grabbed Na Hyeon-gi's sword with his hand and lifted it.

"To treat a benefactor in this way, you are truly a wicked child. Shouldn't you bow and thank me? Since you learned the Star-Absorbing Demonic Art from me, you should think of me as your master, but you're not even close."

Cheon Yu-myeong tried to grab Na Hyeon-gi's shoulder. But Na Hyeon-gi grabbed that arm.

"I didn't want it. It was all your doing! Die!"

Na Hyeon-gi, with his words, simultaneously unfolded the Star-Absorbing Demonic Art and began to absorb Cheon Yu-myeong's internal energy.

As a tremendous amount of internal energy was sucked into his hand, Na Hyeon-gi's eyes widened.

He felt a tremendous power that he had never experienced before. It was the feeling of all the qi and blood in his body being destroyed.

As a huge sea of water rushed into the qi and blood where only a stream had flowed, he could not endure it. But he felt good.

Because he thought he could kill Cheon Yu-myeong.

"Keke!"

As a smile appeared on Na Hyeon-gi's lips, Cheon Yu-myeong showed a smiling eye and unfolded the Star-Absorbing Demonic Art.

"You foolish bastard."

A grayish-white mist-like cloud rose from Na Hyeon-gi's body and then flowed into Cheon Yu-myeong's arm.

The speed was even faster than Na Hyeon-gi's.

"Hmph!"

Na Hyeon-gi opened his eyes wide as his internal energy was being drained.

"The essence of the Star-Absorbing Demonic Art is not simply to take, but to make it my own."

Cheon Yu-myeong showed a satisfied expression as Na Hyeon-gi's internal energy entered his dantian.

The satisfaction he felt when he got what he wanted could not be exchanged for anything.

"That hand... let go."

Just then, a sharp and cold voice hit Cheon Yu-myeong's ear from behind.

It was Jin Sa-wol.

He had appeared suddenly like a ghost and was cutting Cheon Yu-myeong's waist.

There was no sound of the sword moving.

Cheon Yu-myeong showed a smile, turned his body, and threw Na Hyeon-gi.

"What are you doing here?"

Whoosh!

Jin Sa-wol, who had embraced the flying Na Hyeon-gi, landed next to a pillar about five zhang away from Cheon Yu-myeong.

"I came because I have business."

Jin Sa-wol, after examining Cheon Yu-myeong, who had a relaxed face, bowed his head as Na Hyeon-gi's hand grabbed his shoulder.

Na Hyeon-gi, who was in Jin Sa-wol's arms, had turned into a face full of wrinkles. His grayish-white hair fell powerlessly with a thud.

"Sa-un..."

At Na Hyeon-gi's voice, Jin Sa-wol looked down at him.

Na Hyeon-gi shook his head and said.

"I knew it wouldn't work, but I wanted to become a monster for power. I thought I might become the best in the world with the Star-Absorbing Demonic Art that guy gave me. I wanted to be strong."

"Yes."

"I'm a really bad guy. I killed the good people who took care of me for my own desires."

"You're a bad guy."

"That's right. I thought I would go to hell. I thought I had to pay with my death. But now that death is upon me, I'm sad."

Hot tears flowed from Na Hyeon-gi's eyes.

Na Hyeon-gi stared blankly at the high ceiling. The ceiling turned into the sky, and the deep pain became light.

"For the past few days, I thought I could become the Cult Leader. I had a very sweet dream. A dream where I became the Cult Leader and led the Demonic Cult, and you became the master of the Ghost Spirit Valley."

"It's a good dream."

"A dream is just a dream... Jin Sa-un."

"Speak."

"Don't be like me... If you become a monster, you'll be killed by a monster."

"Yes."

"I'm sorry to you... I'm just... sorry for everything."

Na Hyeon-gi muttered and then went limp. Jin Sa-wol put Na Hyeon-gi's corpse down.

Cheon Yu-myeong took a step towards Jin Sa-wol and said.

"I gave you a sweet dream."

Although he heard Cheon Yu-myeong's words, Jin Sa-wol did not open his mouth. He just silently examined Cheon Yu-myeong.

Jin Sa-wol drew his sword.

A strong prayer shook the air of the main hall, and Cheon Yu-myeong also gripped his sword tightly.

Jin Sa-wol's eyes turned to the left.

-Draw his attention.

A familiar voice flowed into his ear.

"Let's clean up the surroundings a bit."

Just then, with a whoosh!, Jang Cho, who had flown in swiftly, took Dokgo Hyeon and Mun-gang and left the main hall.

He had moved, taking advantage of the gap when Cheon Yu-myeong's gaze was on Jin Sa-wol.

Cheon Yu-myeong did not bother to stop Jang Cho. In any case, they were not guys he cared about whether they died or not.

"It's not over yet."

As Jin Sa-wol's words ended, thin threads fell from the air.

The threads that had fallen, fluttering, enveloped the entire main hall like a spider's web.

Cheon Yu-myeong moved his sword left and right with a whoosh! whoosh!. Then, the threads were cut with a thud.

"I don't think you're just playing a prank like this with me."

"I have to save the people I need to save."

"Your heart for your comrades is truly pitiful. Do you really believe they will stay by your side until the end?"

"You're negative about everything. Have you never thought of living positively?"

"Hahaha! To think you're discussing life with me."

As Cheon Yu-myeong's voice grew louder, Jin Sa-wol ignored his expression and looked around.

He saw the figure of Dam-ji's corpse, wrapped in threads like a skewer, rising to the ceiling.

Seo Mun-ryeon was visible, poking her head out from between the pillars.

Jin Sa-wol, who had turned his eyes, asked Cheon Yu-myeong.

"There's something I'm curious about, may I ask?"

"Don't ask. It's annoying to answer."

"That woman who follows you. Is she really my mother?"

A smile appeared on Cheon Yu-myeong's lips. The moment he was about to answer, a huge shout erupted from all sides.

"Waaaaah!"

"The Cult Leader has returned!"

"Sacrifice your lives for the Cult Leader!"

The sound of a tremendous number of footsteps echoed from all sides, and the sound of weapons clashing echoed loudly.

Another fight had begun.

"Attack!"

"It's Cheon Woo-hyeon! Catch that bastard!"

The shouts from outside the main hall were also heard by the two who remained in the main hall.

"I'll answer after I've made you a heavenly demon."

"As you wish."

The figures of Jin Sa-wol and Cheon Yu-myeong disappeared at the same time, and a light flashed.

Clang!

***

Several masters had entered the Heavenly Demon Hall.

Dokgo Hye, who was watching the situation from the outside, looked at the Heavenly Demon Hall with a worried face.

To the right of the Heavenly Demon Hall, the warriors of the Blood God Palace and the remaining Demonic Cult members, including the Dokgo family, were in a standoff.

Although there had been a fierce battle, both sides had retreated to watch the situation in the main hall.

"Kraaak!"

At the scream from the main hall, Dokgo Hye, without realizing it, stepped forward to rush out.

"If you go in now, you'll die."

At the cold voice from the side, Dokgo Hye was startled and stopped her steps.

When had he appeared? In Dokgo Hye's eyes, two men and one woman were visible with Seo Mun-ryeon.

It was Bi-sun and Jo-rim. The two had rushed to the Demonic Cult at Seo Mun-ryeon's request.

She could not refuse her earnest request to help since Jin Sa-wol might be in danger.

"Since I'm a dead body anyway, I'll go in."

Whoosh! The person who had moved like the wind was Jang Cho. He approached near the middle gate of the main hall.

As he moved, Seo Mun-ryeon said to Dokgo Hye again.

"We'll watch, so you take care of the outside."

"Okay."

Hearing Dokgo Hye's answer, Seo Mun-ryeon quickly moved to the roof of the Heavenly Demon Hall, and Bi-sun and Jo-rim also went with her.

Bi-sun, who had landed on the left roof, opened a tile, examined the inside, and said to Jo-rim.

"One just died. There are four people alive."

"Five. One pretended to be dead."

"It's Dam-ji. You cunning bitch."

At Jo-rim's story, Seo Mun-ryeon glared at Dam-ji, who was lying in a corner. Then, she discovered Cheon Yu-myeong and trembled all over.

"Hmph!"

"Why?"

When Jo-rim asked, Seo Mun-ryeon shook her head.

"It's Cheon Yu-myeong."

Hearing her answer, Bi-sun felt interested and examined Cheon Yu-myeong's appearance.

"I'm scared."

Bi-sun muttered and turned his eyes to Jo-rim.

"When Sa-wol draws his attention, let's move then. First, we have to save the living people."

"Jang Cho moves first, and then we move."

"I'd like to sit this one out..."

At Seo Mun-ryeon's words, Bi-sun shook his head.

"How can the Master sit out? Master, you save the Dam Master."

At Bi-sun's words, Seo Mun-ryeon frowned.

"I think it would be fine to just let that bitch die."

"It's good to create a debt at a time like this."

Jo-rim patted Seo Mun-ryeon's shoulder as if telling her not to. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed it would not be bad to create a debt of life.

"Okay."

As Seo Mun-ryeon answered, Bi-sun sent a telepathic message to Jin Sa-wol and met Jang Cho's eyes.

After that, Jang Cho moved first, and the remaining people acted in perfect order and saved the people.

Seo Mun-ryeon, who had saved Dam-ji, kicked the roof of the Heavenly Demon Hall, jumped up, and carried the skewer-like wrapped Dam-ji on her back.

Just then, he saw the Demonic Cult members in white robes rushing in from all sides.

"The Cult Leader has come!"

"Let's take back the Demonic Cult!"

"Waaaaah! Kill them all!"

Dokgo Hye, who was looking at the Demonic Cult members rushing in like a tide with a shout, quickly looked at Lee Mak-jeong, the master of the Blood Saber Hall.

Lee Mak-jeong was also startled and looked at Dokgo Hye.

"Master Lee! Now is the time to stop them."

"I understand. Everyone, attack the traitors of the Demonic Cult who have just appeared!"

His shout echoed loudly.

Although the situation outside was urgent, the main hall of the Heavenly Demon Hall was quiet.

It seemed like a space cut off from the outside.

Jin Sa-wol and Cheon Yu-myeong were six zhang apart. They had retreated after exchanging a single sword.

"Are you trying to become the Cult Leader again?"

When Jin Sa-wol asked, Cheon Yu-myeong shook his head.

"I have no lingering attachment to the Demonic Cult. I just called my son because I was bored coming alone. It seems he came running excitedly."

"Then why did you come? To kill people?"

"I have to collect past debts, and there's something I haven't retrieved."

The debt meant the people who had pushed him when he had retreated from the Demonic Cult in the past. Gung Ma-yeop was one of them, and Na Hyeon-gi was also included.

Cheon Yu-myeong jumped up, flew behind the grand master's chair, and then pushed the dragon's head.

Thump!

With a heavy sound, a large door appeared where the dragon's head had disappeared.

It was a passage leading to the basement.

A strange echo and the sound of the wind flowed from there.

"It's what I haven't retrieved."

Swish!

A black arm suddenly popped out, and then a face with a strange shape, with black skin and red eyes, appeared.

(End of Chapter)