Chapter 155
Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump-thump.
A man was running like mad, kicking up rough sand.
With an extremely urgent expression.
He was Jegal Gil, an Investigator of the Murim Alliance.
Where on earth was he rushing to like this?
Jegal Gil, riding his horse, prayed and prayed with a fervent heart the entire way.
*Please! Please, let nothing be wrong!*
But he knew.
How cruel and ferocious the Demonic Cultists were.
And he also knew that even if he went there, he, whose Martial Arts weren't particularly strong, wouldn't be of much help.
But he couldn't just stand by, wringing his hands.
How could he remain still when his Benefactor's family was on the verge of being wiped out?
Thump-thump-thump-thump-thump.
It wasn't far to the Peng Family now.
This was thanks to his relentless riding, without a wink of sleep.
He didn't know how many times he had changed horses along the way.
The Peng Family was gradually drawing nearer.
The closer he got, the more fiercely Jegal Gil's heart pounded.
But then,
*CRASH!*
Suddenly, an unbelievable sight entered his vision: a golden Dragon descending from the distant sky to the ground.
What is that? It was clearly in the direction of the Peng Family, where he was currently headed.
What on earth is happening there right now?
A Dragon. It was clearly a Dragon.
Of brilliant golden light.
To everyone's eyes, it undoubtedly appeared so.
But everyone also knew that it made no sense.
If so, then what...?
Soon, a man emerged from the thick dust cloud raised by the Dragon's descent.
It was a face all those belonging to the Peng Family knew all too well.
It was none other than Yeo Un-hwi, the son-in-law of the Peng Family and commander of the White Wolf Unit.
But how could he be here, when he should have been with the Demonic Alliance?
Yeo Un-hwi, ignoring the bewildered gazes of the people, slowly turned his head and surveyed his surroundings.
Soon, his eyes twitched.
is a battlefield.
Next, he saw the Peng Family Warriors, battered and bruised from fighting, and the family members who were simply trembling from the ongoing battle.
And for some unknown reason, it seemed the people from the Five Great Families had fortunately come to help.
Even Jin So-baek and those who appeared to be from the Hao Sect were there.
But they, too, were all in terrible shape.
Despite limping from various injuries, they have been fighting the Demonic Cultists with fierce determination until now.
Everyone was suffering.
Because of those who had caused this absurd situation.
Haa.
Something surged up from deep within Yeo Un-hwi's chest.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
It was rage, pure rage.
The terrible emotion that had turned Yeo Un-hwi into the Blood Demon before his Regression.
And at the same time,
*WHOOSH!*
In an instant, the surrounding air grew heavy.
To the point where it was difficult to breathe.
"Ugh!"
The Demonic Cultists involuntarily recoiled from the immense Aura/Energy emanating from Yeo Un-hwi.
The problem was that the Killing Intent was so potent that even the Warriors of the Peng Family and the Five Great Families were struggling under its pressure.
"Hoo-woo."
Yeo Un-hwi then took a deep breath.
At that, the immense pressure that had been crushing everyone instantly vanished.
He had sworn.
He would never again be consumed by rage, as long as he didn't lose his family.
Are you alright?
Yeo Un-hwi, having composed himself, approached the fallen Peng Mugang.
You...
Peng Mugang, already a wreck, stared at the suddenly appearing Yeo Un-hwi with a dazed expression.
His mind simply couldn't comprehend what was happening.
Let me help you up. Let's go over there for now.
Yeo Un-hwi helped Peng Mugang up, as if the Sword Demon, who had been holding the Sword to Peng Mugang, was of no concern to him.
At that, the Sword Demon, who had been momentarily stunned, quickly regained his senses.
Th-this bastard! Who said you could take him?!
The Sword Demon gnashed his teeth and swung his sword at Yeo Un-hwi.
*SWISH!*
Thus, the sword Demon's fierce Sword aimed at Yeo Un-hwi, who appeared defenseless.
But
*Thwack.*
Yeo Un-hwi caught the Sword Demon's Sword with his bare hand.
Far too easily.
Wh-what?
He caught a sword... with his bare hand? How?
This was something he had never experienced before.
*Just who is this bastard...?*
*CRACK!*
Just as the Sword Demon's face registered surprise, his vision flashed.
*CRASH!*
The Sword Demon's body was sent flying at an unseeable speed, crashing into a wall some distance away.
The eyes of the other Ten Great Demon Stars widened immensely at the sight.
But Yeo Un-hwi paid them no mind, instead helping Peng Mugang and briefly soaring to approach the family members.
Please rest here for a moment.
...Y-yes, I will.
Peng Mugang was speechless at Yeo Un-hwi's unfamiliar appearance.
It felt as if the world was playing a joke on him.
And then,
Dad!
You...
I'm back.
Yeo Un-hwi smiled faintly before Yul and Peng Seo-yeon.
He had the look of someone with much to say.
He let out a hollow laugh, as he hadn't expected something like this to happen before he could tell them the stories he had been saving.
But before that, there was still something he had to do.
Could you cover Yul's eyes for a moment?
"Huh?"
It'll only be for a moment. It won't take long.
With those words, Yeo Un-hwi turned his body.
Ah. W-wait...
Peng Seo-yeon tried to grab him, but couldn't.
Today, her husband's back looked so different.
She, like Peng Mugang, could only wear a dazed expression.
No, the entire Peng Family wore the same expression.
What on earth is happening right now?
*CRASH!*
The Sword Demon, who had been struck by Yeo Un-hwi, was sent flying and crashed into a wall. Now, with eyes full of Killing Intent, he unleashed his power. At that, the stones around him shattered and flew apart.
"Youuuu bastard!"
The Sword Demon, eyes bloodshot, was consumed by extreme rage.
Then, he gathered all the strength in his body and soared into the air.
I'll kill you in one blow!
The Sword Demon brought forth an Ultimate Technique he had not used until then.
Dark Demon Slaying Sword
Among all the Martial Art Techniques he had displayed until now, the most domineering Aura/Energy rose and surged towards Yeo Un-hwi.
It was an Ultimate Technique that put a great strain on him with each use, but he decided not to think about the consequences anymore.
This was a matter of his pride.
His pride was already quite battered, but he couldn't show such a disgraceful appearance to others any longer.
He was determined to eliminate this young upstart who had appeared out of nowhere with this move.
But,
*CRUNCH!*
Yeo Un-hwi slowly lifted his foot, then slammed it down onto the ground.
Subsequently, the shockwave that erupted from there devoured the Sword Demon's Dark Demon Slaying Sword.
Far too easily.
With a single True Stomp, the Sword Demon's Ultimate Technique was annihilated.
Th-this is...
The Sword Demon's eyes were shaking as if an earthquake had struck.
Was this all there was to the “Sword Demon”?
Yeo Un-hwi stood slowly facing the Sword Demon.
Only then did the Sword Demon truly look at Yeo Un-hwi.
The man standing before him now possessed an alien Aura/Energy unlike any being he had ever encountered.
You bastard, just who in the world are you...?
But,
Gah...
The Sword Demon's consciousness ended there.
He didn't see.
How he had died.
As the Sword Demon met such a futile death, everyone on the battlefield was plunged into shock.
From now on, there is nothing you can do. Nothing but suffer, that is.
With those words, Yeo Un-hwi raised a finger.
At that, hundreds of Force streams shot up from his finger towards the sky, then instantly rained down upon the Demonic Cultists scattered across the battlefield.
*WHOOSH!*
Under that Force, the weapons held by the Demonic Cultists shattered, their arms and legs broke, and they all collapsed to the ground.
Aaaargh! My, my arm!
Ughhhhh. S-save me!
In this way, the hundreds, even thousands, of Striking Kill Fingers Yeo Un-hwi unleashed completely incapacitated all the Demonic Cultists on the battlefield.
Heavenly Martial Strike Finger
This Martial Art, now far superior to the Extreme Evil Laughing Demon's level, unfolded from Yeo Un-hwi's hand and instantly turned the tide of the battle.
The only ones unharmed were the Ten Great Demon Stars, Third Young Master Gwak Un-do, and the Mysterious Man.
You bastard!
Cold Demon, unable to simply stand by and watch the situation, lunged at Yeo Un-hwi, aiming for his back.
He's dangerous, this bastard. Dangerous!
His entire body was screaming warnings.
I must somehow create an opening and eliminate him.
That was all he could think about.
[Rakshasa Ice Soul Palm]
Cold Demon's chilling attack, cold enough to send shivers down one's spine, aimed for Yeo Un-hwi's chest.
*It's done!*
Having fought countless battles, he knew.
It was unclear whether his attack had landed properly or not.
But then.
*Whoosh.*
Yeo Un-hwi's figure, which seemed almost within reach, vanished like a ghost.
And then, Yeo Un-hwi appeared behind him.
W-wait!
Cold Demon desperately cried out, trying to save himself.
But,
*CRACK!*
Just like the Sword Demon, Cold Demon met his death with a hole blown through his head.
Two of the Ten Great Demon Stars met the same fate shortly after Yeo Un-hwi appeared.
Next.
Yeo Un-hwi said indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion.
The Demonic Cultists watching him all felt goosebumps erupt across their bodies.
*Where did such a Master come from...?*
*Cling-clang. Cling-clang.*
Gwak Un-do frantically shook a bell.
At that,
"Grrrrrrr."
The Mysterious Man, who had been holding back until then, stepped forward.
And then,
"KWOOOOOOOO!"
Soon, a colossal beast's roar erupted from its mouth.
*CRUNCH!*
Perhaps having already witnessed Yeo Un-hwi's power, the Mysterious Man unleashed all the strength he possessed from the very beginning.
*Hiss-s-s-s.*
Indeed, his power was immense.
A red, venomous serpent-like Aura/Energy surged from his body.
It was a ferocious momentum, enough to overwhelm anyone who witnessed it.
But Yeo Un-hwi merely scoffed at the Mysterious Man's appearance.
A red serpent, huh. Interesting. Come.
Yeo Un-hwi beckoned with his finger.
Provoked by Yeo Un-hwi, the Mysterious Man bared his teeth and shot forward like thunder.
Even though the Mysterious Man had lost his reason, perhaps his competitive spirit still remained, for a fierce smile hung on his lips.
Heavenly Demon Blood Snake Palm
In an instant, the Mysterious Man unleashed two colossal red serpents from his arms.
*Hiss! Hiss!*
Yeo Un-hwi twisted his body, dodging the two red serpents that flew towards him and crossed paths.
But the serpents twisted their heads from behind and flew back, aiming for Yeo Un-hwi once more.
*At the same time, the Mysterious Man bared his fiercely grown teeth and charged at Yeo Un-hwi, attempting to bite him.*
With attacks coming from both front and back, Yeo Un-hwi appeared to be in a desperate situation at first glance.
But,
Neither man nor beast. What a state you're in.
Simultaneously with those words, Yeo Un-hwi raised his knee and struck the Mysterious Man's jaw upwards.
Kuh-heok!
The Mysterious Man was struck by the attack and fell backward.
In the meantime, Yeo Un-hwi's eyes flashed towards the two red serpents that had flown right up to his nose, as if to swallow him whole.
*Hiss-s-s-s.*
The two serpents, fiercely radiating red Aura/Energy, vanished.
Before anyone knew it, a Blade was in Yeo Un-hwi's hand.
No one had seen.
Yeo Un-hwi drew his Blade.
Everyone's jaws dropped at Yeo Un-hwi's earth-shattering Martial Prowess.