Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 159



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159. Counterattack

Thunder Demon Dragon. It has been twenty years since the Demon Dragon Gate, one of the ten demons, became the Demon Dragon Pavilion. He was a new demon who appeared in the martial arts world as the direct disciple of the previous Demon Dragon Pavilion’s master, Ma Shinryong.

Those who achieve the unity of heaven and man are few and far between, but when they do appear, most achieve it when they are well into their twenties.

Only those who are born with natural talents can achieve the unity of heaven and man by taking special elixirs, learning new skills, and training their entire lives. Only one in a million can achieve this.

Brain Dragon, who appeared in the Jeongma War and swept the battlefield, was a young master of the Demonic Sect who achieved the unity of heaven and man at the age of 40.

Since Dang Hye achieved the union of heaven and man at a age a year later than him, if she could safely pass the Jeongma Battle, it would have been possible for her to become the best horse in the world in the future.

Even during the Cheon-gwang Great Rebellion before the Battle of Jeongma, the monster trained in closed quarters and grew stronger without anyone knowing, and fought on equal terms with Baek Geon-dae-hyeop in the Battle of Jeongma.

The 20th-generation leader of the Ma-ryong-mun, who had the appearance of a dragon and possessed a fierce and powerful spirit and divine power, was already dead by the time Pung-gae arrived.

“I hope you are well.”

Yongwoon, who tore off the brain dragon’s head with his bare hands, welcomed the wind. There was no sign of fatigue on Yongwoon’s face as he suppressed the energy that had surged up for a moment while performing the Sounsaenggong.

However, the makeshift fence that Punggae and Geulgaedan had built was covered in blood and corpses. They were the dead spies who had been unable to do anything, and the warriors of Marryonggak that Noemaryong had brought out for a surprise attack.

As always, Poonggae looked at Yongun with wonder. Brain Dragon, who had achieved unity with heaven and man at the age of 40, was one of the most watched targets of the Jeongpa Alliance.

We have confirmed what kind of activities the seeds of the Demonic Cult, who survived and grew stronger after the Great Rebellion of Cheon-gwang, played in the Great Battle of Jeong-ma. This was because Brain Dragon, who still had a lot of life left, had to be eliminated in the Great Battle of Jeong-ma.

Suddenly, Punggae had that thought.

Perhaps, in the Demonic Cult, the Hwangryongmun, or any other place, they would want to kill this Yongun more than anyone else.

“And you too are safe.”

“Who came out? The Red-Eyed Monster? The Blood-Vampire Demon Lord?”

“The Tamcheon Machang has appeared. It seems that Geumgwino is also attached to the king.”

“Did you kill him?”

“I’ve already lost one hand, so I won’t bother you anymore.”

Yongwoon nodded. By now, the main camp of the Jeongpa Alliance, which was slowly moving towards Cheonsan, would have finished its ‘cleanup.’

“It’s not that far from here to Cheonsan. We’d better hurry before daybreak.”

“Of course. The plan hasn’t ended yet, has it?”

The wind chime chuckled.

“We should let them experience it too.”

**

It was a mess. I could tell that the King had come out of his villa without even having to focus.

Those who had been killing each other while locked away in the Tian Shan Mountains now focused their anger, murderous intent, and madness outside.

After all, it was a war, so my military, Sima Qian, the Dark Heavenly Horse Army, and the lords of each of the twelve constellations held meetings every time to discuss strategy.

It was one of the King’s hobbies to watch the scene where the minions who kill people and eat their corpses seriously debate how to save their lives.

But now, the intensity of the urgency was a little different. Ma Yeong-gak-ju’s eyes were even more flustered than before, and Yin-hyeol-gak-ju’s angry shout. And then there was Geomma and Ma Geom-gak-ju, who had drawn their swords in anger.

“What lie did I tell you! I never hurt Poonggae like that! Of course, it’s true that his magic is a bit slow! Didn’t I say that a long time ago!”

“Sima Qian! You must explain why you arbitrarily sent Brain Dragon! Even if you are in a cooperative relationship with us, this is crossing the line!”

Bloody Footnote, Red Blood Horse. She, who had fought with the Bloody Sword and the Hand, glared at Sima Qian with murderous intent, but Sima Qian did not budge.

“What’s all this fuss about?”

It was common for the King to attend the meetings of the Demonic Cult. As he spoke, the King could soon see two heads placed in the center of the round table of the meeting.

Brain Dragon, and the head of the Baek Army. In the corner of the conference room, there was also the Tamcheon Machang that he had sent, but its left hand was missing.

The king said indifferently.

“It was a trap.”

But still, his eyes were filled with anger, his fists were clenched, and he looked at no one but his own soldiers.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

It is the hour of the rabbit, the time when the king usually wakes up. However, the deaths of Noema-ryong and Baek-gun must be a sufficient emergency.

“I could not tell you because Your Majesty has recently become emaciated, and because it has not even been half a year since this head was found at the feet of the sleeping Mayeonggak warrior.”

Sima Qian said this while bowing his waist as low as possible. As Sima Qian, who had been completely enduring the murderous intent of Tian Yingyi Jing, bowed his head, the king’s fists relaxed slightly.

He was not angry that Sima Qian’s plan was wrong. A ruler should not criticize his subjects for their mistakes.

His anger was contained because Sima Qian seemed to be unaware of his own subject.

“Fuck! Are you going to make such a petty protest now?”

The anger of the bloodthirsty ruler did not subside.

“At least if you were going to use that trick without us knowing, you should have succeeded! You only lost the most important ears of Brain Dragon and Jeongpa Alliance!”

As a yin blood angle, it was the tenth in the hierarchy. It was the weakest angle after the Sunmagak (a sacred horse) that had already disappeared and the Daecheongak (a sacred horse) that had completely lost its power. However, this time, her anger was not diminished.

This was because, except for Geumganggak, which was originally the power of the king among the twelve, and Jeokhyeolgak, which was trained by the king himself and changed by teaching the martial arts of the blood sect, most of them sympathized with the anger of the Yinhyeolgak.

The plan was to surprise Feng Kai in Xinjiang and eliminate him. It was an operation carried out independently by the King and Sima Qian without informing the Demonic Cult in advance.

The corners that were half-subsumed by the king were the Mageonggak of the Sword Demon and the Magyongggak of the Brain Dragon. They had a strong tendency to be sects, and because they were hungry for the worldly benefits they had originally enjoyed, they were corners that slowly returned from religion to sect.

But now, even the Sword Demon could not look at Sima Qian with kind eyes. The power of the Sword Demon and the Demon Sword Pavilion was greater than that of the Brain Dragon’s Ma Long Pavilion.

However, he did not take it well that he had asked Brain Dragon to do this without saying anything to him.

“What on earth have you lost?”

Sima Qian raised his head and looked at Yinxueju again expressionlessly.

“Baekgun Donggwakwoo was originally a talent that our lord personally recruited. Noema-ryong simply lost his life after saying that he would personally go on a mission. How is this different from when you tried to take Seon-gol secretly on your own a while ago?”

“Isn’t this war going on now!”

“Weren’t you the ones who kept trying to distance yourself from us? Because of you who wanted a purely magical world, not the Demonic Cult becoming the national religion, we are still at the level of ‘cooperation’. Why are you so angry when not a single operation has failed so far?”

“How dare you!”

The explosive Yin Blood Jade’s life force began to take shape behind her. A red-tinged evil spirit appeared behind the Yin Blood Jade and rushed at Sima Qian, but

Bang! With a hollow sound, the black spear evaporated the demon. It was the spear of Tamcheonma Chang, extended with only Yeo-nam’s right hand.

At the moment when the completely blinded Yin-Hyeol-Gak-Ju was about to display his martial arts skills,

“stop.”

With those heavy words, the body of the Yin-Hyeol-Gak-Ju stopped. The owner of the voice was the Dark Heavenly Demon Lord. As soon as he, who had been quietly closing his eyes, opened his mouth, the heated atmosphere stopped.

“Military, what exactly is going on with the livers right now?”

“…It’s safe to say that everyone who asked for proper information has disappeared.”

“So it’s completely over. What’s the speed of the Jeongpa Alliance’s advance?”

“It should arrive in about two days. Those heads are probably… a declaration of war.”

“How long do you think you can last?”

“If you’re talking about food, it’ll easily last a month. Since we have the Daemabongcheonbojin (Great Demon’s Heavenly Protection Unit), it should be plenty.”

The blood-curdling man said with a sneer.

“What do you mean one month is enough? Do you think that the Jeongpa, who has been suffering losses in Cheonghae for half a year, would not be able to endure one month and go down?”

“You really can’t get along.”

“What?”

“Do you think we are the greatest enemy of the Jeongpa Alliance right now? No. What they fear the most is the Hwangryongmun, which is growing in power in the center of the Central Plains down there.”

At those words, even the sage kept his mouth shut. Because it was true.

“Even a month is too long for them. The distance between Cheonghae and Cheonsan is different. Moreover, when winter comes soon, they won’t be able to endure it.”

Sima Qian’s judgment seemed correct. However, even he could not let his guard down, because there was no way they could not have come up with such a simple idea.

‘I think so for now.’

His cool-headed appearance was filled with anger and irritation, more so than anyone else in the meeting.

The first step to solving a long-held desire and long-held wish is to conquer Jianghu. Jianghu and the like were just the beginning for Sima Qian, who would soon become the core of this country, and were merely the land of barbarians.

Sima Qian also believed that his main enemy was not the Zheng faction, but the Huanglongmen, or rather the crown prince above them.

“Let’s just fix it for now. The last ritual of the Blood Heavenly Demon is just around the corner-”

As Sima Qian was contemplating all sorts of plans and variables in his head, the notes of the various shamans of the Demonic Cult came to mind.

An old woman wearing a bone necklace and various tattoos befitting the savage tribes of Xinjiang muttered while sweating profusely.

“What the… What the! Is it this easy to get through?!”

Everyone’s expressions hardened. The place that Bocheon-gakju was in charge of was, soon. Daemabongcheonbojin. The old woman continued to mutter without even clarifying the question.

“Who the hell are you! Hyun Yang-jin? Heo Seon?! Who the hell created this ridiculous hole!”

“Bocheon-gakju! What does that mean! A hole? Is it really that Bongcheon-bojin has been pierced?!”

“Fuck, shit- I have to kill him-”

“Rain, it’s an emergency!”

Once again, someone sweating profusely stormed into the chaotic conference room of the footnotes. The crime of intruding into a footnote meeting held deep in a cave carved into the peak of a mountain was death.

Still, they intervened, and for good reason.

“Present!”

The nameless mine cried out in a panic.

“The Presence has come into this mountain in person!”

**

“Was this the scenery? It would be a shame for Magi to let this outstanding scenery go to waste.”

Hyun-Jun muttered as he leisurely looked around the scenery of Cheon-San while carrying a backpack on his back. He was not alone.

“Amitabha. Let’s quickly get rid of the strange sorcery that has taken root in this dragon vein so that everything can return to the natural order. The natural energy must not become food for the demonic energy that goes against the natural order.”

Yakshabul Heo Jin spoke as he rolled his prayer beads. He had his eyes closed and was wearing monk’s robes, but an irresistible spirit was flowing out of his body.

It wasn’t just the two of them. Yongwoon, and a child kneeling next to him, muttering to himself as he looked into the air, and an old man in a talisman writing a talisman right next to that child.

“It’s all done.”

The child spoke briefly. The child, who seemed to have grown precociously but had pale skin, had a somewhat hazy look in his eyes.

At least that’s what the criminal would have said if he had seen it. Those hazy eyes clearly contained the secrets of heaven.

“For the next hour, the three of you will not be affected by this formation.”

The old man in the robe who made the talisman was Hyeon Yang-jin of the shaman sect. He was an elder of the shaman sect who focused on learning Taoism, sorcery, and witchcraft rather than martial arts.

Hyun Yang Jin, who had just copied Eun Hwi Mok’s mutterings, laughed heartily and handed the talismans over to Yong Woon, Yaksha Bul, and Hyeon Jeon.

“What a precious child. Who would have thought that Daemabongcheonbojin would be destroyed so easily.”

“All we’ve done is drill a hole. It’ll take more time to completely destroy it.”

“This is truly a shame. If only I had been at Mt. Mudang at that time… I suppose it was Heaven’s will.”

“Please take good care of the child.”

When Yongwoon asked Hyun Yangjin to do so while giving him a lottery ticket, Hyun Yangjin’s smile grew even brighter.

“You saved the child, right? Don’t worry. Since I transferred the energy to the talisman anyway, there’s no need for Hwimok to stay here. Let’s join the main force right away. Then, I wish you good luck.”

In that way, Hyun Yang Jin stroked Hwi Mok’s head and disappeared into dust. Eun Hwi Mok, the child who had become Ban Seon and was able to see all sorts of strange things more clearly, looked at Yong Woon until the end and then disappeared into dust like him.

Yongwoon stroked the talisman he had left behind and thought deeply about the words he had left behind.

“You have to make a choice…”