Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 187



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187.

He transformed his vital energy into true energy. A huge flow of power. Yongwoon charged at Cheonma with all his might.

True energy is the source of life. The power of this true energy is what allows a person to recover after being injured, and the greater the amount, the faster the recovery.

When the true energy bursts, the unmanned person reaches a state of returning light. And paradoxically, at that moment of death, the person’s resilience becomes exponentially stronger.

You regain your youth for a moment and then die, and after your wounds heal, you die as ashes.

But in the hands of the Heavenly Horse, true energy was being created. The fuel that could quickly burn and obtain everything was being given to her without any restrictions.

No. Yongwoon’s purple energy shot out, creating a crack in the air. A piece of the destruction that I had created without even realizing it. However, I didn’t have the energy to care about that.

The thought of having to stop that spell was dominating Yongwoon’s body. The full force of the energy created in that way was poured onto Cheonma.

Cheonma’s two hands came together, and a great power was filled within them. As Cheonma glanced at Yongun’s fist, another surge of magical energy rose from under his feet.

Another black black egg was created. The purple energy struck the egg that completely enveloped the Heavenly Demon.

Kwaaaaang!

It was only cracked and not broken. This evil spirit caused the dragon cloud to rise up.

Although the secrets of the angel were contained in the river, in order to fully exert that power, one had to be conscious of the order.

However, since the opponent was a thousand-horse, he held back as much as possible. The stronger the target he was trying to destroy, the more severe the backlash would be, but now was not the time to be picky about such things.

All these eggs covered the blue area, and added purple to the already dirty liver. The blazing heavens poured down on that magic energy.

Zzz! The magic egg shattered and Yongwoon’s body suddenly stopped. The huge load on his head. Yongwoon reached out his hand, ignoring the blood that burst from his nose.

Chin- Yongwoon’s hand grabbed Cheonma’s wrist. Feeling a strange sensation surge through him, Yongwoon realized.

A little late.

A huge light exploded in her hand.

Kwaaaaang!

For a moment, consciousness flew away. When I opened my eyes, all I could see was darkness and dim light. The moment I realized I was trapped in a pile of rocks, Yongwoon gathered all the debris and expanded his senses to find Cheonma.

The biggest reason for controlling the flow of vital energy was to guard against the transition to this true energy. However, that guard has now failed.

“this.”

I gritted my teeth. All the things I did to restrain Cheonma Gunrimbo and harm his body became meaningless.

It recovers by consuming true energy. However, true energy can be supplied infinitely. If true energy is supplied infinitely along with the bet, then it is absolutely impossible to win.

One thing you may not have figured out is that the speed at which you transition to that realm is twice as fast as last time.

Even though Cheonma didn’t give him a moment to rest based on the vivid memories he had while dying, Cheonma was able to control the divine power faster than Yongwoon had expected.

All the numbers and attacks up to now were meaningless. As such thoughts swirled in my head, I instinctively twisted my body and crossed my hands.

Kwaang! The fist touched the intersection. Yongwoon’s body flew upward. From the very bottom of the cliff to the edge.

I climbed up the cliff and broke the wall.

Aching wrists. A dizzy head. A groaning body. But Yongwoon found the winning opportunity.

Not everything was meaningless.

The Cheonma seen down there, at the very bottom of the valley, has not fully recovered its body.

No matter how hard I tried, there was not enough time.

The new form of the Heavenly Horse disappeared and soon appeared in front of Yongwoon’s nose. Another fist extended. The fist that approached without a soul was distorting the space.

Yongun’s hand, which held the purple energy, moved gently. Just like it did to Kwonjon, it flowed.

Bang! The soles of Yongun’s shoes burst. The Heavenly Demon energy circulating through Yongun’s body evaporated and scattered in all directions.

The hands of Cheonma were placed on top of the crossed wrists. Yongun’s two hands were coiled like snakes and pierced the acupoints of those wrists.

Papa Pot! All ten fingers touched the acupoints and hardened the acupuncture points.

The moment it touched his body, he knew. Cheonma was extremely conscious of Yongun’s penetration and evasion. That’s why, instead of forcing the energy in, he simply focused on blocking the flow of energy by puncturing the acupoints.

A brief moment of engagement. The horse, still holding on, retreated just before the tip of its foot touched Yongwoon’s temple.

Cheonma raised his arm. The moment he threw his fist, his arm exposed above the torn sleeve was bruised everywhere.

Block the passage of energy. The moment you try to break through the blocked path, your blood vessels will be damaged and the flow of energy will become unstable.

Cheonma forcibly opened the blocked blood vessels.

The bruise turned red. The arm that had been spotted with spots turned completely red and black, and started to cramp slightly.

That was also a moment. The true energy of the Heavenly Horse spread from his heart and headed towards his arm.

In that brief moment, bruises appeared all over his arms, getting worse and then completely healed. Yongwoon muttered.

“Is that what it felt like?”

“Your strange secret was to utilize your energy without consuming it.”

Cheonma said and closed his eyes. Unfortunately, Yongwoon seemed to know what Cheonma was trying to do now.

The eight gates of the Heavenly Demon opened. They did not open wide, but her true energy came out of her heart, spread throughout her body, and leaked out again.

It’s leaking out. It means dying. But it’s not dying.

Because you can create a true spirit at any time.

“What-”

Kwaaaaang! The moment the red zone was created, the Heavenly Demon’s fist was right in front of Yongwoon.

Before I could even make a decision, my head would have exploded if my extremely sensitive instincts hadn’t naturally raised a fuse while crossing countless danger lines.

Spitting blood, Yongun covered his body with purple energy. The only thing contained in the purple energy was Buddha energy.

However, as if a fire had been lit in the snowy field, the purple energy was helplessly extinguished with one swipe of the Heavenly Horse’s spear.

“Cough-!”

Crunch! The dragon cloud hit the ground and created a huge hole. The offensive did not stop.

A ghost appeared above Cheonma’s body at some point. The demon, larger than ever before, took out a bow and fired three arrows at the same time.

Salhyeop, Salun and Salhon. Each of the three giant arrows in the devil’s bow contained enough power to easily destroy Yongun’s body.

Boom! With the sound of a mountain collapsing, three arrows, almost like spears, approached Yongwoon.

Gritting his teeth, he covered his body with purple energy once again. Three arrows. Yongwoon had no choice but to raise the flying angel.

A small line was created on the three arrows. The air curtain that formed the anti-tank wave flew like scales and touched the tips of the three arrows.

Crack! Blood flowed out of Yongwoon’s seven holes along with the sound of something breaking.

He failed to break the arrow. He was barely able to clear its path at the moment when he weakened it with his angel.

The world turned yellow and a ringing in my ears. Thump, thump, thump… The loud noise right next to me only felt like a vibration that shook my whole body.

Was it a complete loss? There was no time to judge. Yongwoon staggered up from the hole he had made himself.

“It would be better if it didn’t happen.”

For some reason, even in such a situation, Cheonma’s words were heard clearly. Pale skin and the immense power that distorted the surrounding air just by walking.

“I have no intention of killing you, no intention of conquering the world of martial arts, nothing.”

The words of the Heavenly Horse were like a sweet whisper. It was as if she was using some kind of magic or illusion.

“All I have to do is make things right. Get rid of the two unwanted byproducts, kill a few people who are responsible for them, and I will disappear from your sight forever.”

Seorin and Seolhonbaeknyeo. If you look closely, they are people who did not have a long relationship with Yongun. The ones Cheonma wanted to kill were not Yongun or Danghye, but those who were his enemies from the beginning.

‘Cheonma slowly stood right in front of Yongun.

It seemed like he was quietly waiting for Yongwoon’s answer.

These are extremely… sweet words.

Huh. Yongwoon spat out blood and took up the scepter again. Cheonma frowned.

“why.”

“How would I know that you would kill more people? Even if a woman born with the ability to kill thousands of people were to reject her fate, she is already a monster that no one can stop.”

“Really-”

“Well, that’s trivial. Killing Seolhonbaeknyeo is even more trivial, and if I kill Seorin, I’ll just end up feeling guilty for not being able to fulfill my dead father’s request.”

Yongwoon smiled. Cheonma appeared in two. The yellow-tinted world was dimly darkened.

“Helplessness.”

Yongwoon spat out. The feeling he had always lived with. The humiliating feeling of being swayed by others without being able to do anything.

“Even if I die, I don’t plan on feeling that emotion again.”

Freedom. Unbound. Ability to act and choose whatever you want, no matter what comes, no matter what enemies come.

This is the final checkpoint. The moment I step back here, all the driving force that had enabled me to move until now will disappear.

If Cheonma disappears? It would be no different from dying. Wherever I go, the only result I will have is that I couldn’t handle her.

Pot! He extended his fist. There was no strength. It was a fist extended without any power, like a young man who had not yet learned the art of fighting.

Cheonma twisted her head to avoid it. Her sunken eyes stared into Yongwoon’s.

He wasn’t looking at himself anymore.

Cheonma sighed.

“If that is what you want.”

Cheonma Gunrimbo.

Bang! A red wave more intense than ever before burst out from Cheonma’s body, and with it, Yongun flew far away.

Black blood and gore burst out from the twisted limbs. The moment he extended his fist, Yongwoon lost consciousness and fell powerlessly into the air.

Yongwoon’s monstrous resilience. Even scarier is his unending tenacity and fighting spirit.

An obsession that bordered on madness since the days of the Demon King. Cheonma knew that unless he took his own life, he would continue to hold Cheonma back.

Tukshin- I felt a lump in my heart. Hesitation and hesitation. What should I think about this feeling?

Should I keep it or throw it away? If I throw it away, will I go back to that time?

Fear. The alarm that our instincts sound about the disappearance of our true energy, the disappearance of our life, and the fear that our reason whispers about the disappearance of our humanity.

That is why the gap between the half-breaths was created, and the power of the Demonic Three Swords was weakened.

A while ago, Salhyeop aimed for Yongun.

“Please don’t blame me.”

Who are you talking about? Yongwoon, the Poison Witch, or yourself?

I couldn’t figure it out. In my confused mind, I made one decision-

An arrow was fired.

The arrow approached slowly, but his body did not listen to him.

Die. In that slow time, Yongwoon reminisced about the final battle with Cheonma.

How could I have won, how could I have avoided this situation?

There was no answer. No matter what he did, no matter what he did, the image of defeating Cheonma never appeared in Yongwoon’s imagination.

Really? Is it really impossible to do anything? Is it really impossible to reach something even if you use everything you have?

My body lost all strength. It was a feeling of helplessness, different from energy. I didn’t want to do anything, and no thoughts were in my mind.

Yongwoon’s heart, which had burned even at the moment of death, gradually cooled down.

The arrow of magic is coming. As you die, your heart also dies.

As the fire burning in my blurry pupils began to lose its power.

Swish-

Crunch!

Cold air. The frozen shield saved Yongwoon’s life.