Myst, Might, Mayhem

Chapter 478 – Descent of the Heavenly Demon (1)

Swish!

‘!?’

What on earth is going on?

Mok Gan’s avatar wearing the tiger skin couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

This body was arguably the finest among all the avatars.

Hyuk Young-je, known as the First Sword of the Wanderers, the pinnacle of the previous generation’s martial world.

He was known to have no rival with the sword in the North, but one day he suddenly disappeared, a peerless master.

It was no exaggeration to say he was the best except for the main body, but to not only be unable to approach but to only realize after being cut with such an avatar’s body.

‘How…… How already?’

What was even more incredible was his appearance.

It was a distance that would take at least fifteen days riding a horse without rest, so how could he appear here already?

It was an incomprehensible speed.

-Kill him.

The avatar Hyuk Young-je sent his thoughts to the other two avatars.

Whatever happened, they had to kill him here.

“You bastaaaard!”

“How dare youuuu!”

As soon as the avatar Hyuk Young-je’s thoughts fell, the two Mok Gan avatars simultaneously flew their forms like lightning.

However,

-Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Between the two avatars rushing at incredible speed, black lines drew trajectories in all directions like meteors in the night sky.

Then their approaching bodies were split into dozens, hundreds of pieces.

‘Ah…….’

The three eyes of the avatar Hyuk Young-je trembled.

To think he would instantly cut down two avatars whose realms could only be raised to the Profound Realm due to the limits of their physical bodies’ qualities?

This guy had become much stronger than at the Ruined Castle’s Death Forest.

“Cheong-ryeong.”

Mok Gyeong-un, who had instantly cut the two Mok Gan avatars into pieces of meat, embraced the staggering Cheong-ryeong.

-Mortal! Jungsaaaaaeng!

Cheong-ryeong hugged Mok Gyeong-un and cried.

She had come this far trusting him, but her mind had been constantly filled with worry for him.

But when she saw his face, the tears she had been holding back poured out.

Being a vengeful spirit, blood tears flowed, and Mok Gyeong-un wiped her tears with a gentle smile and showed her something.

It was Sun-yeon, her unique weapon.

-Sun-yeon.

“This……”

Before he could finish speaking,

The avatar Hyuk Young-je with his arm cut off was seen forming a hand seal towards Mok Gyeong-un and chanting something.

At that moment, Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes flashed.

Then,

-Splash!

“Kuh!”

Black blood gushed from Hyuk Young-je’s mouth as he was forming the hand seal.

Hyuk Young-je, who had spurted blood like a fountain, clutched his chest where his heart was with shocked eyes.

A sharp sword piercing his chest.

Though invisible, the sword had torn his heart to shreds.

The pain was indescribable, and looking at him, Mok Gyeong-un spoke with cold eyes.

“The Supreme Void Sealing Reversal Technique no longer works.”

“Kuh…… kuh…… You……”

“The price for making her shed tears. It’s death.”

“You bastaaaard!”

“Disappear.”

Mok Gyeong-un lightly moved his sword energy-imbued fingers towards the avatar.

Then sharp sword energy enveloped Hyuk Young-je’s body as he was forming the hand seal, and then,

-Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

His body simply exploded.

It was the price for being cut more finely than the other avatars.

As the avatar who prided himself as the strongest turned to dust and died, Mok Gyeong-un was about to say something to Cheong-ryeong as if he had been waiting.

“I……”

However,

-Swish!

Mok Gyeong-un gently stroked her head as she lost consciousness due to extreme spiritual energy loss.

She had come all this way without rest and endured with the utmost determination to stop Mok Gan, but it seemed her tension had eased with Mok Gyeong-un’s appearance.

While holding her and stroking her head, Mok Gyeong-un looked down at the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Then,

-Poof!

He flew his form somewhere.

It was the peak where Jeong Hyeon-mun, the Righteous Alliance leader, and his subordinates were battling.

Jeong Hyeon-mun, who had opened his Three Eyes and exerted power comparable to the Life and Death Realm beyond the Profound Realm, was truly invincible.

-Thud! Boom, boom, boom, boom!

“Kuugh……”

Seop Chun, who had been knocked back by a single strike, spat blood and looked at Jeong Hyeon-mun with blurry eyes.

It was an unbelievable result despite the joint attack of two supreme masters of the Transformation Realm, one supreme master with matchless great ability comparable to them, vengeful spirits, and themselves.

The vengeful spirit Ha Yoon was on the verge of disappearing with his spirit limbs torn off, and Guyang Sa-oh, the master of poison techniques, had his abdomen pierced and was dying after just ten moves, seemingly considered the most troublesome from the start.

Even Ja Geum-jeong and Ma Ra-hyeon, who were barely holding on, were not much different.

“Huff…… huff……”

“Cough, cough. Damn bastard.”

Covered in blood, they were barely standing while staggering, in a state where it wouldn’t be strange if they collapsed at any moment.

What was more shocking was that despite being prepared to die together with the enemy, they had only managed to inflict a few scratches.

This was a monster that couldn’t be dealt with in any way.

Even if he was one of the Seven Heavens at the pinnacle of the current martial world, wasn’t this too much?

-Step, step!

“Annoying things. Did you vermin really think you could stop me? I’ll tear all your limbs……”

-Flinch!

It was at that moment.

Jeong Hyeon-mun, who had been approaching them, suddenly stopped and looked up.

As they were wondering why he was acting like that,

Jeong Hyeon-mun suddenly uttered incomprehensible words with a deeply furrowed expression.

“How are you already……”

-Boom!

Before he could finish speaking,

Something fell from the sky onto where Jeong Hyeon-mun was, and with it, the ground split, debris flew up, and the view was obscured by a cloud of dust.

“Wh-what’s going on?”

As they were all bewildered by this sudden event,

-Hiss!

Then the dust that had been obscuring the view dispersed on its own, revealing someone.

The moment they saw that someone holding the blurry spirit body of Cheong-ryeong, Seop Chun shouted at the top of his lungs with reddened eyes.

“My Loooord!”

It was none other than Mok Gyeong-un.

At the appearance of their long-awaited lord, all the subordinates, including Seop Chun, brightened up.

“Ah!”

But as the dust completely cleared, their joyful eyes widened.

This was because there was a large hole where Mok Gyeong-un was standing, and at his feet, Jeong Hyeon-mun’s head and body were completely crushed.

It was as if his body had been flattened by tremendous pressure.

‘Ah…….’

Ma Ra-hyeon showed even dejection as if he was dumbfounded.

He couldn’t believe that an opponent who had barely been scratched even when they fought with their lives in a joint attack had ended up like this with just one strike.

It felt embarrassing to even call him a monster anymore.

He was truly a god of martial arts descended to the mortal world.

***

-Whoosh! Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

A faintly green staff and a sword imbued with flames clashed about ten times in an instant.

The green staff that didn’t even get a scratch despite clashing with the flame-imbued sword was the Dog Beating Staff, the sacred object of the Beggar’s Sect.

Hong Won-seok, the leader of the Beggar’s Sect, and Lee Ji-yeom, the Corpse Blood Valley Master, were exchanging techniques without giving an inch, leaving no openings, to the extent that no one around could approach.

Every time these two supreme masters clashed, exclamations of admiration flowed from all around.

“Is this a battle between Transformation Realm masters?”

“It’s incredible.”

“I heard that Leader Hong is comparable to the Eight Stars, the highest in the current martial world, but who on earth is that one-armed swordsman?”

“To hold out like that against the Corpse Blood Valley Master. That old beggar is no pushover either.”

The Righteous Alliance and former Heaven and Earth Society warriors surrounded them in a circle, watching as if observing a duel.

The balance of the battle, which seemed like it would continue for a long time, began to shift slightly due to the Beggar’s Sect leader’s change in technique.

‘Dog Beating Staff Technique, Ninth Form: Press Down the Dog’s Head!’

As the Dog Beating Staff moved dazzlingly, aiming for his neck, Lee Ji-yeom tried to deflect it using the Pear Blossom Grafting technique.

But at that moment,

‘Subduing Dragon Eighteen Palms, Second Form: Dragon Battle in the Wild!’

The Dog Beating Staff technique was a feint.

The moment he deflected the staff with his sword, Hong Won-seok’s powerful left palm strike aimed for Lee Ji-yeom’s left shoulder.

Normally, he would have raised his left arm to block this, but having lost his left arm in the battle with the Secret Society executive, he couldn’t do so.

-Bang!

‘Kuk!’

It was his unfamiliarity with having lost his left arm that allowed this opening.

Lee Ji-yeom’s form was pushed back about five steps after being hit on the left shoulder by the palm technique.

Thanks to taking a direct hit, his body momentarily froze due to the palm force.

Not missing this moment, Hong Won-seok let go of the Dog Beating Staff, jumped high, and tried to fly his form towards him.

‘Subduing Dragon Eighteen Palms, First Form: Flying Dragon in the Sky!’

With a momentum like a powerful dragon flying in, Lee Ji-yeom tried to block it without fully dissipating the palm force in his shoulder.

It was at that moment that someone intervened.

It was Hwangbo Seong, the head of the Hwangbo Clan.

‘Oh no!’

Flustered by the sudden intervention as he was about to finish the fight, Hong Won-seok, the Beggar’s Sect leader, hurriedly directed both palms towards the ground to dissipate the palm force.

-Boom!

The ground caved in due to his palm force, creating a large hole.

Hong Won-seok, who rose from the hole, shouted with an angry voice:

“What is the meaning of this? Are you trying to protect the enemy now?”

“Didn’t I ask you to pause the battle for a moment?”

“Pause the battle? Don’t tell me you’re going to believe what that guy is saying?”

The person Hong Won-seok pointed at was none other than Mok Yu-cheon.

He was kneeling with both knees on the ground and his hands behind his back, as if showing no intention to fight.

“He is a person from the Yeon Mok Sword Sect.”

“Huh! How can you be so naive? Have you forgotten that he appeared together with a master from the Heaven and Earth Society? This is clearly a trap.”

“To call it a trap, didn’t you also find it strange, Leader? Even with information and justification, this war was carried out too one-sidedly.”

“War is bound to be one-sided in some way. How can the leader of the Silent Strides so easily believe the words of a traitor?”

“Then how do you explain the token and the secret message tube?”

At Hwangbo Seong’s outcry, Hong Won-seok, the Beggar’s Sect leader, snorted and said:

“Even if he had the Silent Strides token, how do you know they didn’t take it from him when they caught the spy? Why are you acting like this?”

At these words, Hwangbo Seong clicked his tongue.

It seemed no matter what he said, it wouldn’t get through.

The war was already well underway, and the situation was favorable, so he probably wouldn’t listen to a word he said, worried about morale dropping.

Just then, Mok Yu-cheon shouted:

“I have not betrayed the righteous faction. I just struggled to survive. It was also I who sent the information about the internal rebellion in the Heaven and Earth Society, and later informed about a third organization intervening in that rebellion. How can you be so swayed by them?”

“What! Who’s being swayed by what?”

“This is clearly a setup created by a third organization. Don’t you find it too strange? No matter how strong the Heaven and Earth Society is, why suddenly form an alliance with the Evil Alliance and attack? Do you really not know? They want the Righteous Alliance, the Evil Alliance, and the Heaven and Earth Society to fight each other to mutual destruction!”

-Murmur, murmur!

At Mok Yu-cheon’s outcry, there was a stir here and there.

This was because, although they had followed the decisions of their sect leaders, they too had found it strange how hastily the war was progressing, and despite overwhelming the enemy numerically and in strength, they suddenly formed an alliance with the Evil Alliance.

-Poof!

“You bastard! You’re trying to lower our troops’ morale with this ridiculous scheme!”

Just then, Gu Cheol-ja, the sect leader of the Huashan Sect who was nearby, appeared and seemed to decide he couldn’t let this continue after hearing Mok Yu-cheon’s outcry.

-Flinch!

But as Gu Cheol-ja was about to fly his form towards him, he stopped and looked at his sword with a bewildered expression.

‘What’s this?’

-Woong!

The Huashan Sect’s famous sword, the Purple Sky Sword, that he was holding was trembling and resonating.

It wasn’t just his sword.

-Tremble, tremble!

“What’s going on?”

“Why are the swords suddenly…?”

The swords held by the swordsmen around were trembling as if they were alive.

Then something unbelievable happened before their eyes.

‘!!!!!!!!!’

The swords held by swordsmen who died during the war or swords that had lost their masters suddenly began to float in the air.

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