Chapter 131
Yeo Un-hwi surveyed the village that had become a miniature hell.
Too many innocent people had died.
He saw a small child, face covered in tears, being protected by Tang Clan warriors.
For some reason, the child's image overlapped with Yul-i in his mind.
Rage naturally welled up inside Yeo Un-hwi.
"Who... are you?" Tang Jinwoo asked Yeo Un-hwi with a pale face.
He didn't seem to be an enemy, at least. If he had been, he wouldn't have saved him just now.
But instead of answering, Yeo Un-hwi used \[Finger Wind\] to subdue Tang Jinwoo.
As Tang Jinwoo collapsed to the ground, the Tang Clan warriors tried to approach Yeo Un-hwi with surprised faces, but Tang Mujun stopped them and asked.
"What are you doing?"
Tang Mujun, who already knew the masked man was Yeo Un-hwi, wore an extremely bewildered expression.
Yeo Un-hwi smirked in response.
"Well? I can't just let your father watch his son die before his eyes, can I? Even if that son is the world's most unfilial child. Don't you agree?"
Tang Mujun bit his lip without answering.
He felt Yeo Un-hwi's words had some merit.
No matter how much Tang Jinwoo had resolved to kill Tang Guhwi with his own hands, watching his son die at the hands of another was a different matter entirely.
Yeo Un-hwi's demeanor was completely different from when they had met him as Peng Seo-yeon's husband.
But how could he deal with his brother when even his father, one of the Ten Great Masters, couldn't subdue him?
Meanwhile, Yeo Un-hwi was berating himself.
Sparing Tang Guhwi's life at Tang Mujun's request, to whom he owed a debt in his past life, had led to this disaster.
Though he thought he had left him to taste hell for the rest of his life, unable to do anything, in the end his choice had been wrong.
If he had known this would happen, he should have killed Tang Guhwi even if it meant becoming sworn enemies with the Tang Clan. But what use was there in regretting now?
Yeo Un-hwi gritted his teeth at the horrific scene of the village filled with corpses.
*Grind.*
*It's my fault.*
Yeo Un-hwi vowed.
He would never make such a mistake again.
He must take responsibility for this.
By destroying Tang Guhwi, the root cause of all this, right now.
"Ah, right, I owe you a great debt too."
Tang Guhwi raised one corner of his mouth as he watched Yeo Un-hwi slowly approach him.
Like a puppet.
"So you recognize me."
"Kekeke, that voice. I could never forget it. Aren't you that bastard from back then?"
The man who had come to Cheonghwaru one night, killed the Black and White Twin Demons, and was left a cripple.
He had introduced himself as Peng Seo-yeon's husband, but Tang Guhwi believed that to be a lie.
Tang Guhwi seemed to have completely forgotten the golden sword energy that had just been fired at him as he smiled confidently.
"I was going to destroy the Tang Clan and then look for you. But to think you'd come to me directly. You've saved me the trouble. How foolish of you to come seeking your own death. Foolish, foolish! Kekeke!"
"So the cripple who was supposed to be tasting hell has become a demon. No, should I call you a monster obsessed with slaughter?"
"What?"
"Don't worry about me. You'll be the one dying here today."
"Bullshit! You don't seem to grasp the situation, but I'm not who I was back then. Do you think you're a match for me just because you beat the likes of the Black and White Twin Demons? Even Tang Jinwoo, one of the Ten Great Masters, fell by my hand!"
Tang Jinwoo. He was truly laughable.
Tang Guhwi was speaking of the man who was his father as if he were a stranger.
As Yeo Un-hwi-hwi inwardly sneered, Tang Guhwi added:
"To think you'd dare, when you're just Mujun's lackey!"
"Hm? Lackey? What nonsense are you spouting now?"
"Don't play dumb! I know everything that you attacked me that day on Mujun's orders!"
"What?"
Yeo Un-hwi let out a hollow laugh at the ridiculous story coming from Tang Guhwi's mouth.
He had gotten it wrong, spectacularly wrong.
"Hmph! That's enough!"
Tang Guhwi snorted as he watched Yeo Un-hwi pretend not to know.
It didn't matter anymore.
"There's no point in talking further. You'll taste the most horrific pain imaginable right here!"
With those words, Tang Guhwi emitted an even rougher black energy.
Then with a *thud*, he rushed at Yeo Un-hwi at tremendous speed and swung his fist, using all the black energy he had summoned.
Yeo Un-hwi immediately dodged Tang Guhwi's attack, but that wasn't the end of it.
Tang Guhwi's attacks continued without pause.
The black energy destroyed everything in the surroundings as it rained down on Yeo Un-hwi from all directions, but not a single attack had yet touched him.
Meanwhile, Yeo Un-hwi was quite surprised inwardly.
The power he felt from Tang Guhwi now was in no way inferior to that of the Phantom Divine Monarch whom Yeo Un-hwi had defeated in the past.
No, it could even be said to be far stronger.
So even Tang Jinwoo, the Poison Rain...
How could such a thing be possible?
The original Tang Guhwi was nowhere near a match for even Tang Mujun, the Poison Dragon, let alone one of the Ten Great Masters.
What on earth had happened?
Soon, Yeo Un-hwi took a large step back and moved faster than Tang Guhwi, swinging his sword towards him.
*Swoosh!*
In an instant, countless sword marks were carved into Tang Guhwi's entire body, staining it with blood.
But then,
*Tsutsutsutsu.*
His body regenerated in an instant.
It was utterly unbelievable.
That regenerative ability had already transcended the realm of humans.
Yeo Un-hwi's brow furrowed.
"You've become a monster."
"Kuhahaha. You've finally realized? I'm not the me from back then who was pathetically defeated by you. I won't die by any means. Yes. I have been chosen! You ignorant humans could never understand, but I can feel it!"
"Is that so? Then let's put it to the test."
Soon, Yeo Un-hwi smiled coldly as he imbued his sword with energy.
His blade immediately turned golden.
*Shuaaaaa!*
Then, golden sword energy shot out from Yeo Un-hwi's blade towards Tang Guhwi.
"Hmph! It's useless!"
But,
*Tsutsutsutsu.*
"Wh-what is this!"
Tang Guhwi's eyes widened.
The wounds cut by the golden energy weren't healing and had started to burn away.
"Urgh! Ku-kuaaaaa!"
Tremendous pain surged from the burning areas.
He couldn't even move from the pain spreading throughout his body.
But if he stayed still like this, the wounds spreading like flames might burn away his entire body.
"Kuaaaa!"
Tang Guhwi gritted his teeth and carved out large chunks of the burning areas.
With that, he was barely able to stop his entire body from burning away.
*Huff, huff!*
Tang Guhwi gasped for breath with bloodshot eyes.
He could tell.
Whatever that was just now, though he didn't know what, had been extremely dangerous.
Soon, Tang Guhwi, who had been so confident, looked at Yeo Un-hwi with a haggard face.
"What the hell are you!"
Tang Guhwi shouted, but Yeo Un-hwi didn't answer and instead said something else.
"As much as I'd like to stop looking at your disgusting face, killing you in one blow wouldn't be acceptable to the souls of those you've killed. So I'll make you taste a hell worse than what they suffered as you die here."
Soon, Yeo Un-hwi's eyes turned golden.
At that gaze, Tang Guhwi's entire body froze.
He could instinctively feel it.
If he had a natural enemy right now, it would be this man before him.
As Yeo Un-hwi-hwi slowly walked towards him, Tang Guhwi felt like a wildcat paralyzed before a golden lion.
"Th-this! Damn it! Die!"
Tang Guhwi began to struggle.
Drawing up all his energy, he rushed at Yeo Un-hwi as if having a fit.
With all his might.
"Yes, go ahead! Struggle all you want!"
Dodging Tang Guhwi's outstretched fist, Yeo Un-hwi suddenly dove into Tang Guhwi's embrace, his eyes flashing.
Then golden sword energy began to shred Tang Guhwi's entire body at an incredible speed.
"I'll tear everything about you to shreds, to the point where you'll fear even being reborn in this world!"
"Kuaaaa! Y-you bastard!"
Tang Guhwi raised both arms high.
Soon, black energy concentrated in his arms, and the black haze became two large sword blades aimed at Yeo Un-hwi.
But as Yeo Un-hwi's sword flashed once more, the massive black sword blades all shattered.
And then,
*Slice.*
Tang Guhwi's two arms were severed.
But unlike before, his arms no longer regenerated.
The golden energy coating Yeo Un-hwi's sword had started to burn them from the inside.
"Kuaaaa!"
Yeo Un-hwi immediately stabbed his sword into Tang Guhwi's foot.
With that, Tang Guhwi could no longer move from that spot.
"I'll pulverize your entire body!"
\[Demon Annihilation Fist\]
Golden light burst from Yeo Un-hwi's two fists.
*Bang! Baang! Baaang! Bang! Baang! Bang!*
His fists struck Tang Guhwi's entire body with massive explosions.
"Kuaaaa!"
Tang Guhwi screamed.
Horrific pain assaulted his entire body, to the point where he wished he were dead.
But Tang Guhwi couldn't just let Yeo Un-hwi have his way like this.
"Uooooo!"
Tang Guhwi forcibly pulled out the foot where the sword was embedded.
Then, in place of his lost arms, black haze instantly rose up and took the form of swords.
"Die!"
Tang Guhwi rushed at Yeo Un-hwi, swiftly swinging the swords that had sprouted from his arms.
There were countless black sword energies, too many to count.
Tang Guhwi grinned.
He was certain.
There was no way Yeo Un-hwi could dodge this.
But,
"It's useless."
Along with Yeo Un-hwi's cold words, all those sword energies shattered once more without even touching him.
"I-impossible...!"
As Tang Guhwi was stunned like this,
\[Heavenly Martial Strike Finger\]
The Extreme Evil Laughing Demon's killing finger technique was reborn in Yeo Un-hwi's hands, completely new and even more powerful as it was fired.
*Kwang! Kwaang! Kwaaang!*
Yeo Un-hwi's attacks, too fast for the eye to follow, struck Tang Guhwi's entire body.
"Keurgh...!"
Soon, Tang Guhwi's movements stopped.
"Keu... Enough. Enough."
His staggering knees hit the ground with a thud.
Pleas came from the mouth that had been so confident just moments ago.
His aura had faded, and his appearance, now directly facing Yeo Un-hwi, was too wretched to look at.
Having lost both arms and with parts of his body still burning away, Tang Guhwi spoke in a dying voice.
"I... I was wrong. I'll gladly accept any punishment, so please stop. Ugh. Uuugh..."
Yeo Un-hwi silently looked down at Tang Guhwi with cold eyes.
Tang Guhwi lowered his head deeply.
As if he had resigned himself to everything.
Soon, Yeo Un-hwi slowly approached him.
And just as he stopped right in front of Tang Guhwi,
Tang Guhwi's eyes suddenly flashed.
"Did you think I would end like this! Die!"
It happened in an instant.
He sprang up from the ground, opened his mouth wide, and lunged at Yeo Un-hwi's face as if to bite it off.
He charged like an enraged wolf attacking.
But Yeo Un-hwi-hwi dodged even that attack far too easily.
"...Huff!"
"Yes. This beastly appearance truly suits you well."
"W-wait!"
As Tang Guhwi's eyes widened, Yeo Un-hwi's fist struck his jaw.
*Crack. Kwaaang!*
A sound like every bone in Tang Guhwi's body shattering erupted.
"Keurgh..."
"You're a coward to the very end. There's only one punishment allowed for you: to die feeling hell-like agony. Nothing else remains for you."
Yeo Un-hwi grabbed the hair of Tang Guhwi, who had fallen to the ground.
Then he placed his palm on Tang Guhwi's forehead.
"Even in death, you won't be able to escape this hellish pain."
Yeo Un-hwi's eyes once again began to shine with a brilliant golden light.
For some reason, that light felt terrifying to Tang Guhwi.
His instincts, now completely transformed from their ordinary human state into something else, were trembling.
"You'll be eternally trapped in a time when that agony repeats endlessly, not even knowing you're already dead."
"Uh, uuuh..."
One of the illusion techniques possessed by the Heavenly Martial Divine Art.
\[Eternal Perdition\]
This was an illusion technique for dealing with the Martial God's natural enemies, imprisoning the soul in hell's prison to make it struggle eternally in terrible agony.
Though Yeo Un-hwi-hwi had fully inherited the Heavenly Martial Divine Art and could freely use its power and knowledge, for some reason he hadn't recalled this illusion technique until now.
It would be more accurate to say he hadn't even known of its existence.
But that knowledge naturally came to mind the moment he saw Tang Guhwi.
Whether the time had come, or it had reacted to something, he didn't know.
"You won't even think of being reborn."
Yeo Un-hwi smiled coldly as he looked into Tang Guhwi's two eyes filled with terror.
"You'll wail and struggle in hell for eternity."
"Kuuuu."
"Farewell then, Tang Guhwi. To hell with you."
"Uwaaaaaa!"
As if making one last struggle, Tang Guhwi screamed with bloodshot eyes.
But,
*Beoeoek!*
Soon his head exploded, and Tang Guhwi perished on the spot.
*Hwaaaaa!*
Then, the golden light that rose from Yeo Un-hwi's body drew a small formation around Tang Guhwi's body.
It gradually faded and then disappeared.
Tang Guhwi, the Young Master of the Tang Clan who had taken Peng Seo-yeon's life before the regression, finally met his death.
His soul just now fell into the abyss of eternal hell.
It was the moment when the string of that persistent ill-fated relationship was finally cut.