Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 133



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133. Namgung Seoho (6)

There were three deities in Gangho.

The three Lords, the Exalted Lord, the Defeated Lord, and the Ma Lord, were the greatest and only powers in the martial arts world, respectively.

But beyond the martial arts world, if you include the imperial family, there was another king, and that was Changjon.

General. A title and position held by only one member of the imperial family.

A being like that has now entered the world of martial arts.

After the still, still water of the creation, a large crowd began to surround the five. While there were the formations of the military, the unique and unique techniques of the martial artists could be felt, and among them were the Yongsalgeom and the Naksanjin.

It looked like they were surrounded. However, the five people’s eyes were fixed solely on the general.

“Should I say it was an honor to be taken by surprise by the general?”

Yongwoon said as he adjusted his mask. The cracked black mask made him hesitate for a moment, wondering if he should wear the Chukgolgyeong.

“He is not a general, but the head of the Blue Dragon Clan.”

The creator said so. His words were short and decisive,

“The title of General has long been laid down upon entering the Hwangryongmun Gate.”

“Are you saying that if I become the head of the Blue Dragon Party, I can launch surprise attacks on my juniors?”

“…”

“Just do one. Well, Hwangryongmun is a very ambiguous place.”

No one laughed at Yongwoon’s joke. The only things that kept getting looked at were the strange way Ma-hyeop was talking so calmly to the person who had just tried to kill him.

The general stared at the demon for a moment and then said.

“It was a test. A test to see if I could be given another chance.”

“The Yellow Dragon is really interested in Mine.”

“This is a message from His Highness the Crown Prince. Ma-hyeop, the disciple of Kwon-jon.”

The general looked at the dragon’s head and listed them.

“No, Yeomcheonseong Yongun. Enter the Hwangryongmun.”

The crowd at Hwangryongmun was in an uproar. It seemed that even within Hwangryongmun, there were only a few people who knew about the status of the demon lord.

Yongwoon snickered. It seems like only yesterday that we were talking about Dokgo Guwol and his identity, but I didn’t expect things to get this crazy already.

“The power of the Jujakdang? I know that all information about the Hwangryongmun comes from the Jujakdang.”

“Is this all?”

Changjon opened his mouth expressionlessly.

“The Demon, and the Successor of the Heavenly Horse.”

When those words came out, all the excitement disappeared. Namgung Seoho suddenly turned his head and looked at Yongwoon.

“Should I continue?”

“…It’s truly amazing.”

The fact that he was entangled with the devil was something the prince had inferred to some extent, but it was the Heavenly Demonic Art.

Most people in the martial arts world don’t even know about the existence of the Heavenly Demon God. Those that the Heavenly Demon has faced are all the best masters of the Heavenly Demon Heaven, and even they keep their mouths shut in order to lower the myth of the Heavenly Demon.

Even those who know that Yongun has mastered the Heavenly Demon Art are extremely few, and they are all hostile to the Hwangryongmun.

Where did you find that out?

Yongwoon smiled and took off his mask. In the first place, there were very few people who knew Yeomcheonseong’s face, but when he did that, several people gasped.

“I wonder how the Zhu Zak Dang found out. Can you tell me?”

“You will know as soon as you come in.”

“Then I guess I’ll never know. No.”

Yongwoon chuckled.

“Will we find out if we destroy the Yellow Dragon Gate?”

Despite Yongwoon’s provocation, Changjon’s expression did not change.

“It’s a rejection. Is the reason still the same?”

“Still the same.”

“That’s a stupid reason.”

The general picked up the spear he had stuck in the ground again. From that moment on, the general’s spirit soared overwhelmingly.

“How can a sparrow know the vastness of the sky when it flies? Even if you look from the dragon’s embrace, the sky will be wide enough for you.”

“How arrogant of you to speak. Anyone who has the courage to look up to the sky can see its vastness.”

Despite the rising spirit, Yongwoon gritted his teeth and held on with strength. The fire and magic flowed from his body, covering his body in harmony – the sight was truly miraculous.

When Changjon raised his spear without saying anything more, Gwanghyeolgeomju and Danghye stood right in front of Yongwoon. When Danghye took off her mask, some people glared at her, and some admired her beautiful appearance.

“What about the poisonous witch!”

Ignoring them completely, Dang-Hye looked back.

“What is the Cheonma Shingong?”

“The magician received it in return for treating Cheonma.”

“Cheonma gave me his martial arts skills?”

At that moment, Dang-hye’s eyebrows narrowed slightly as she looked at Yong-un. Why? When Yong-un made a questioning expression, Dang-hye shook her head.

“Let’s talk later.”

As Dang-hye took off her mask, Chang-jon looked at her as if he was surprised.

“I thought you hated getting involved with the royal family.”

“I still hate it.”

“Then step down. If you step down now, the Sachon Dang family will not be held responsible.”

“You can still say something like that after getting rid of Namgung?”

Changjon shook his head at Danghye’s attitude. He knew that Danghye, the unnamed witch of poisonous blood, had absolutely no interest in the political party, let alone his own family.

He said, glancing at Yongwoon.

“I don’t understand. I’ve never met your dead lover before. Is it worth breaking your seclusion and coming all the way here to see that guy named Yongwoon?”

“Why do you need to know that?”

How many people in this world would not use honorifics when addressing a general? It was clear that one of them was the poisonous witch, Cheon Yu-bang’s Gu Wi’s Dang Hye.

In the empty space where nothing existed, a purple smoke rose. Even though there was no wind, the purple smoke slowly rose from Dang-hye and spread out, and the general shouted with a hardened expression.

“Everyone stand back!”

“I’ll tell you in advance.”

Dang-Hye said as she watched those who hesitated at her solo dance.

“If you care about my life, don’t come near me.”

As the tension in the battlefield rose with the Gwanghyeolgeomju also aiming his sword at the general, it was the Absorbing Witch whose eyes were shaking.

She also took off her mask, but she had no reason to dare fight the Yellow Dragon Clan.

‘No, rather, if you run away now-‘

“Running away will be of no use.”

Yongwoon noticed the witch’s expression and said.

“Yesterday, I asked the Poison Witch to put a poison in your head.”

“What…what?”

The vampire witch’s eyes widened.

“It’s blood poisoning. In fact, there are no symptoms until the deadline, but the moment the deadline is reached, the blood and energy in your entire body will solidify and you will die.”

The vampire witch’s eyes widened fiercely at the shocking news from Yongwoon.

“How dare you!”

“I will make the antidote after this battle is over. Only I know the recipe and the antidote, so don’t even think about finding another way to survive.”

Yongwoon didn’t think of the vampire witch as an ally from the beginning. From the beginning, she was an assassin who had been trying to kill him, and the villainess whose name was on the list of people to kill was the vampire witch.

“I guess I can take on one of the Yongsalgeom or Naksanjin.”

Ignoring the vampire witch’s murderous intent, the Gwanghyeol Sword Master and Yongwoon met eyes.

[You run away.]

It was his transmission.

[As expected. Let’s meet at the place we decided on back then.]

As soon as the transmission ended, Yongwoon touched Namgung Seoho’s acupoint.

“what-!”

“This is more comfortable.”

Yongwoon, who was roughly holding the stiffened Namgung Seoho with his left hand, kicked the ground. The general was blocking their path, but they did not dare to pass over him, so they planned to break through the Hwangryongmun Gate next to it.

“Did you think you might miss it?”

Before he could finish his words, another flash of light flew towards Yong-un. Only after the water rushed in did he see the general extending his spear towards Yong-un, and the energy the spear emitted turned all the wind into blades that tried to cut through Yong-un’s body.

But this wasn’t the surprise attack that was before.

The magic and fire energy that were circling around Yongwoon’s body were not just for show. The moment the strong energy and the strong energy came right in front of Yongwoon’s nose, the two energies that were colliding and creating power both headed towards Yongwoon’s right hand, so Yongwoon extended his fist and swung it at the strong energy.

Salt celestial globe, celestial globe, and celestial globe

The original combo attack that involved swinging hundreds of fists simultaneously distorted the thousands of sword strikes created by a single spear.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

Yong-un’s body, holding Namgung Seo-ho in one hand, was pushed out of the air and fell to the center of the Hwangryongmun. The moment the people who had caught the gate’s military discipline grabbed their spears and the martial artists grabbed their swords,

A red magic energy emerged from Yongun’s feet and consumed them all.

Cheonma Shingong – Cheonma Gunrimbo (Heavenly King’s Approach)

“Huh-!”

In the middle of the enemy lines, Yongwoon looked at his right hand.

Yongun’s palm, which had blocked the general’s advance, was dyed red, but he had no other injuries.

Hundreds of people froze, holding their weapons. The emotion in their eyes was fear, as they trembled and could not bring down the swords held over their heads.

The reason why I was able to stop the general’s advance was because I had become stronger.

Also, because it wasn’t a surprise, and… because I was used to it.

Can you see it as familiar? The reason it is familiar is because I have already seen it, but the reason it is not familiar is because it is much, overwhelmingly stronger than what I have seen before.

Black Wind Thousand Sword of the Black Wind Fist. A qi technique created by the general’s subordinate with his fist instead of his own spear.

“Do you remember the Black Wind Fist?”

Yongwoon asked the general from a further distance. The general, no, Changjon shook his head.

“I don’t remember those who succumb to fear.”

Yongwoon laughed at that answer, and Danghye frowned and shouted.

“What are you doing if you don’t run away quickly!”

Kwaang! As Dang-hye stepped hard on the ground, her sleeves puffed up and fluttered in the wind. At the same time, a purple poisonous dance filled the battlefield in an instant, similar to the speed of the spear of creation.

“Poison, poison!”

“Oh, oh! Oh… It’s nothing.”

In the blink of an eye, a hemispherical dojo filled the entire area of ​​a hundred chapters. The Hwangryongmun members were momentarily taken aback by the dojo that suddenly covered their bodies, but soon they were relieved to see that nothing had happened.

“Eyes, eyes!”

The change happened immediately.

“Ahead! I can’t see ahead!”

“Ugh… What is this loud noise…!”

“Eww!”

People everywhere began to cry and panic. Some continued to blink or rub their bloodshot eyes, while others grimaced and covered their ears as if in pain.

There were many who knelt down with snot and tears running down their faces, so everyone except those who were frozen by Yongun’s Heavenly Demon Lord’s Rimbo dropped their weapons.

Yongwoon and Namgung Seoho were fine. It wasn’t because of their realm, but simply because Dang Hye ‘excluded’ them from the solo dance.

“They say that the Poisonous Witch knows how to use all the poisons in the world without carrying any poison.”

The dragon sword muttered.

[I’ll send it for now, though.]

A single sound reached Yongwoon’s ears.

[I have something to say.]

Dang-hye’s voice. Her and Yong-un’s gazes crossed, and Yong-un smiled faintly and kicked the ground.

“Don’t miss it!”

The ones who drew their swords and flew towards Yongwoon were Yongsalgeom and Naksangjin. At the same time, Gwanghyeolgeomju and Poisonous Witch rushed towards Changjon, so Changjon had no choice but to take his gaze away from Yongwoon and aim his spear tip at them.

A white halo of light appeared from the sword of the Yongsal Sword, and at the moment when it was about to cut Yongun’s back,

“shit!”

Kwak! A strong hand, equally white but filled with an evil spirit, blocked the sword.

She was a vampire witch.

Yongsalgeom’s face immediately distorted.

“That old whore from the Black Sea!”

“Fuck, you think I want to be with an old man like you!”

The resentful witch reached out to Yongsalgeom with a vicious gaze, and Yongsalgeom shouted desperately in helplessness.

“Naksanjin!”

“I think I’ll miss it-”

A pure white wind immediately rose in Naksanjin’s two hands, but for a moment he flinched and was unable to send a salute to Yongun.

“Ugh!”

The purple poison dance gathered around only one person the moment Yongun kicked the ground once more and jumped into the forest far away.

That was Naksanjin. In an instant, the purple poisonous dance surrounding Naksanjin turned black, so Naksanjin had no choice but to use all his gathered strength to evaporate the poisonous dance.

The blackened poisonous dance was torn apart by the fist of the wind and disappeared, and the warriors of the Yellow Dragon Gate began to rise, staggering.

‘In the meantime, get in the way!’

Nak Sang-jin glared at the back of the Poison Witch with eyes full of annoyance, but the Poison Witch, who had already entered into battle with Chang-jon, did not even look at Nak Sang-jin.

As the hand of the Creator spread out dimly and stabbed thousands of spears, the sword of the Light Blood Sword Lord flashed in the same way and flashed thousands of lights.

At the same time, when Dang-hye stretched out her hand, an unidentified poisonous dance would reach out to Chang-jon, and Chang-jon would move his heavenly energy every time he shook off the light-blooded sword.

The new form of the creation, the poisonous witch, and the light-blooded sword master appear and disappear dozens of times in an instant.

When the light flashes thousands of times in the sky, all that remains are the torn pieces of heaven and poison, and the leaves of grass that have rotted and become entangled. There has not yet been a loud noise from the battle of the heavenly beings that reached the end of the sky. The most perfect and correct power has been poured out, so there is no excess that overturns heaven and earth.

Several of the Hwangryongmun sect’s disciples looked at the scene as if they were in a trance. Meanwhile, Yongun’s new form was already becoming a dot in the distance.

‘shit!’

“Get up! We are chasing the Demon King!”

Naksanjin, who was becoming impatient, clenched his teeth and shouted.