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It refers to the martial arts practiced by members of the Demonic Cult.
However, the Murim Alliance takes a larger range for demonic magic.
A power that twists the natural order and deviates from the truth.
All powers that defy the law and escape common sense are categorized as demonic arts.
This is due to the ‘Righteousness Classification’ implemented simultaneously with the establishment of the Murim Alliance five hundred years ago.
For the past five hundred years, the Murim Alliance has eradicated all martial arts that deviated from this ‘orthodox classification’ and protected the peace of the Jianghu.
Therefore, in that era, few people knew the types or characteristics of demonic arts, and no one associated demonic arts with the appearance of Denggao Xuan.
“M-Master! Are-are you alright?”
The other disciples of Jeondeungmun were dumbfounded, as he was glad to have cut down the members of Dokamun with a single stroke, but also astonished that he had cut down the disciple of Jeondeungmun who had stood in his way.
They cautiously called out to Deng Gaoxian, but he did not even pretend to hear and charged straight at the Dokamundo.
Whoosh!
It is only natural to raise your own weapon to fight back against an opponent who is armed.
However, the situation where desperate defenses failed was enough to paralyze people’s reason.
“Ugh!”
Another person, Dokamundo, who was defending against the sword, had his neck severed along with the blade, spewing a fountain of blood, and a small stream of blood began to flow in Dokamun’s courtyard.
Dokamundo keeps retreating backward.
And the divine spirit of Deunggohyeon, who chased after them every time to behead them and tear their bodies apart, seemed to be nothing more than a demon than a warrior.
“M-Master… I-I think you may stop now.”
Unable to bear it any longer, Mundo speaks to Deng Gaoxian, but Deng Gaoxian pretends not to hear.
Then, the moment three disciples of the Electric Gate rushed in from behind to subdue him.
Flash.
Denggohyeon glared at the disciples with pitch-black eyes and swung his sword indifferently.
“Cough!”
One person was beheaded, and two people had their arms and legs cut off.
Both Dokamun and Jeondeungmun could not regain their senses at the series of events unfolding before their eyes.
“M-M-What the hell is this!”
“Go, go to your own side…!”
“R-run away!”
Denggohyeon, who had struck fear into even the fearless Heukdo, licked his blood-splattered lips and spoke.
“That electric door is eternal!!!”
Deung Go-hyeon rushes at Dok-a-geom once again with wide-open eyes.
Crunch.
The Poison Fang Sword, grinding its teeth until it shatters, attempts to fight against him with all its might.
Do you think I’ll run away!
Snap!
However, the moment the weapon of the poisonous fang, imbued with sword energy, was severed, and his two eyes glared open like Deunggohyeon.
puck
I quickly kicked him.
“What, *cough*…!!”
Boom!
The Poison Fang Sword flew through the air, shattering the pillars of the palace.
I saved your life once.
“……
Sh-shit… … .”
Poison Fang Sword, expressing gratitude with profanity like a true black sword.
I left him behind and examined Deunggohyeon closely.
A flushed face, white steam billowing out with every exhale.
Up to this point, these are typical symptoms that appear when taking Pokhyeoldan, but from here on, something is different.
Obsidian-like eyes with all the whites gone.
A strange energy that cuts through all sword energy even though it is not sword energy.
Furthermore, even though it emits energy waves endlessly, it does not appear to be consumed like innate vital energy.
It feels like we are drawing energy from an unknown place.
And above all.
From an unpleasant killing intent that stings the skin to a thick demonic aura that blinds the eyes just by looking at it.
I asked Deunggohyeon.
“You… have you mastered demonic arts?”
At my question, Deung Go-hyeon’s gaze followed the Poison Fang Sword before turning toward me.
“You… you… what are you, a nuisance?”
“I asked if he had mastered demonic magic.”
“Are you planning to obstruct the electric door!”
Deunggohyeon, drooling like a beast and letting out a resounding scream.
“I will kill you! Anyone who obstructs the electric door will be killed!”
We can’t communicate.
He sent his mental energy to draw up the Taeeul Jingyeong.
The energy traveled through the blood vessels and extended straight into the veins, infusing it with strength.
He stepped on the Taeeul Palman Shinbo, leaving behind two illusions, and caught Deunggohyeon from behind.
“Hey, here it is.”
The moment the guy turned around in shock, I kicked him in the head and sent him flying three paces away.
Kwak kwak bang.
Conglomerate, smashed into a wooden pillar thick enough for two adults to wrap around.
Thump, thud.
However, the guy stands up abruptly as if he hadn’t been hit much.
The difference from before is.
“I’ll kill… I’ll kill…”
The act of growling with teeth like a beast, as if having lost one’s reason.
Cough!
The guy let out a roar like a beast, kicked off the ground, and flew toward me like an arrow.
Whoosh
– Whoosh
I dodged the guy’s sword that slashed in the blink of an eye by a hair’s breadth.
However, the fluttering hair and hem of the clothes were inevitably cut off by the guy’s will.
This is an expensive outfit that Soso bought for me.
You son of a bitch.
“Get a grip, you bastard!”
I clenched my fist and beat the guy’s jaw until it broke.
The guy, whose body had been lifted about two jang away, threw his head back as if his neck were about to break, then spun around in the air to regain his composure.
Tap tap.
Deunggohyeon, having landed on the ground, soon vomited up a bowl of blood, threw away even the sword he was supposed to regard as part of his own body, and began crawling on all fours to look around.
Grrr.
Denggohyeon, who had been growling his teeth like an angry dog, soon turned around and charged at the disciples of Dokamun.
“Aargh!”
As Dokamundo, whose neck had been torn off in a handful, died with a single blow, Deunggohyeon immediately abandoned the dead and began to run toward the next target.
“M-M-Crazy! What the heck!”
I could not easily let go of my frown as I watched the series of events.
The aura emanating from him was clearly that of a demon, yet his actions were distinctly different from those of a demon.
Even though the demons are crazy about murder, they don’t lose their reason this easily.
No, on the contrary, because he is more level-headed than anyone else, he considers murder to be the easiest thing to do.
“From that perspective, it’s strange.” The sight of a guy who seems to have lost his purpose, driven solely by a madness for murder, is incredibly awkward.
Moreover, it is difficult to accept that someone who boasts the identity of a member of the clan of the clan of Cheongseong has mastered demonic arts. ‘To think that Baekdoin would reveal the demonic arts he secretly practiced so easily in the first place?’ I, too, possess extraordinary abilities through an artifact called the Blue Dragon Ring, but I cannot bring them out carelessly.
If I bring this out, I will be branded an enemy of the entire martial arts world and will not be able to escape death.
That meant that, whether intentional or not, the current situation in which he revealed his demonic powers had to be seen as not being his own doing. ‘What is this… what did I miss?’ While I was lost in thought, Poison Fang Sword sprang up and thrust his sword towards Deung Go-hyeon.
“Damn it, Denggohyeon! What on earth is going on!”
Deung Go-hyeon rushes forward to bite the nape of the Poison Fang Sword’s neck, even as the sword digs into his hand.
Blue veins began to appear on Poison Fang Sword’s face, which had turned bright red.
“This is proof that the Blood Explosion Pill has started to overload… … .’Ah!’ Suddenly, I remembered that everyone in the Poison Fang Sect and the Lantern Sect, starting with the Poison Fang Sword, had consumed the Blood Explosion Pill. ‘Did the Blood Explosion Pill act as some kind of trigger?’ I drew up my Jade Blue Heavenly Power and fired the Flying Dragon Bird.”
“P-save me!!!”
Just before Deng Gaoxian was about to bite the Poison Fang Sword’s neck, the Flying Dragon wrapped itself around Deng Gaoxian’s neck and dragged him along, body and all.
however.
Kyaaat!
Deung Go-hyeon, who gets up on his own and charges forward even while being dragged along.
I drew the Red Light Sword, drew up the Jade Azure Heavenly Power, and formed a sword aura.
Whoosh—the Red Light Sword traced a trajectory forming a halo of light, but the creature twisted its body in an unconventional direction to dodge the sword energy. ‘You dodged this?’ The moment he retrieved the sword and unleashed the Socheon Sword Technique once again.
Thump, thud.
As the sound of bones grinding came from his foot, he shot forward like a cannonball.
“crazy!”
Bang!
Deunggohyeon, charging in with his whole body without any techniques or anything.
He raised his predatory armor to defend himself, but the shock spread through his entire body except for the armor.
With a fairly big impact, the body is lifted up and flies backward.
puck!
Just as I was about to quickly get up after hitting a pillar of the pavilion, the guy was already right in front of me.
“Kill! Kill! Kill all enemies of the Electric Light Gate!”
It was the very image that had been seen so often in a past life that it was bound to be imprinted as terror on countless people.
Crunch.
Memories of the past come flooding back, and I grind my teeth.
“hey.”
“Grrr! Kill me! Kill me!”
“You picked the wrong person. I’m someone who shudders at the thought of a Mine.”
If he doesn’t care about pain, then I just need to not care about pain either.
I slammed my fist straight into the mouth of the guy who was trying to bite my neck.
Crunch.
Terrible pain surged through the back of my hand where the teeth were embedded, but I pushed my fist even deeper into the guy’s mouth.
“Try stuffing this in too!”
At the same time, as I unleashed the Holy Fire Demon Slayer, the guy, whose sense of pain seemed numb, opened his eyes wide.
Kyaaaak!
Whether my jaw falls out or my teeth fall out.
Deunggohyeon struggling solely to pull his hand free.
After kicking him just like that, I picked up a nearby stone and approached him.
The guy trying to put out the fire by swallowing sand as if his brain had been completely burned by the flames of the Holy Fire Demon Slayer spreading in his mouth.
Then, barely managing to put out the fire in his mouth, I smashed a stone into the head of the coughing bastard.
Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!
The movements of the guy who had been constantly resisting gradually subsided.
Just before he was about to gasp for breath.
You can’t die yet.
I placed my hand on the guy’s crown and infused him with the Jade Blue Heavenly Power.
The body of the guy, who looked like he was about to die any moment, twitches again.
And a moment later, Deunggohyeon lets out a scream of pain, as if his mind and senses have returned.
“Burp! Burp! Burp! P-save me, save me…….”
His prayers had already been burned by the Holy Flame Demon Slayer, leaving him unable to even breathe properly.
I grabbed the guy by the hair and asked.
“Where did you get the demonic power?”
P-save me… … .”
I slapped the guy’s cheek and asked again.
“Demonic Power! Where did you get that demonic power!”
“M-Magong…?”
“I see. The Heaven-Reversing martial arts you mastered. Where on earth did you get them!”
“Ah, no. I, I… my divine power…”
Denggohyeon’s skills are, at best, first-class.
In terms of quantitative evaluation, it is only about the same as the unfair weekly wage of the Murim Alliance.
You’re saying that kind of person mastered divine power?
“Who is it… Who taught you martial arts?”
“…….”
The light is slowly beginning to fade from Deunggohyeon’s eyes.
I infused more Jade Blue Heavenly Power.
but.
“Uh, the electric lamp door…… eternity…….”
With that as the last thing, Deung Go-hyeon’s gaze completely went out. #Thump thump thump thump thump. The trembling of Dok-a-geom’s heart did not stop.
The influence of the Blood Explosion Squad has already been captured by the Blood Lap Squad.
Nevertheless, the reason my heart wouldn’t stop pounding was the sense of crisis that I was truly facing the moment of death. ‘W-what on earth was that…?’ I had survived for decades in the Dark Martial World, filled with all sorts of villains, but this was the first time I had felt such genuine terror. ‘I was definitely… dead.’ Especially the moment when Deung Go-hyeon tried to bite into my neck with his blood-stained teeth.
Even thinking about that moment again, it felt like all the strength drained from my body.
Doka-geom turned his head and looked at Deunggohyeon.
The Black Flame Dragon grabbing him by the collar and asking something.
The person I thought was just a simple, crazy lunatic had saved my life.
And against a horrific target I hadn’t even seen in my nightmares.
“If the Black Flame Dragon hadn’t come to the Poison Fang Sect, I and all the other disciples would have been buried here.” “S-surely not…” A thought suddenly crossed my mind.
Could it be that the Black Flame Dragon visited for the safety of the Black Dao Sect?
A strange sense of anticipation welled up in my heart.
In any case, given their status as members of the White Path, they couldn’t visit for friendly purposes, so I suspect they came out on reconnaissance for a typical Black Path reason: to extort money.
Otherwise, what reason would he have to risk danger to step forward for Dokamun, whom he has never even met?
Rumor has it that legendary masters of the Black Path painstakingly created a warrior in preparation for Yong So-ah, the supernova of the White Path, who would one day dominate the martial arts world.
It seemed as though the pieces of the rumor were finally falling into place. ‘Ah…!’ At this point, the title ‘friend’ mentioned by the Black Flame Dragon felt a little more special.
He was speaking implicitly.
He knew that he was a man of the Dark Path. ‘As expected… the divine being of the Dark Path martial arts world.’ Just as he looked up at him with eyes full of admiration.
The Black Flame Dragon stood up from its seat.
He brushed the blood off his hands and called out to himself.
Poison Fang Sword.
“Yes, four!”
As I realized that he was a co-successor of the Black Dao, I naturally came to use honorifics.
Do you know where the electric door is?
“Why… are you doing this?”
The Black Flame Dragon gnashed its teeth as if it had met a sworn enemy.
“Guide me. I have business here.”
That endless hatred toward Baekdo.
That was the fundamental rage that only those possessing the essence of the Dark Way could have.
Indeed, he… … .
What are you doing? Without providing guidance.
“Yes, four! Understood. I will escort you!”
Now, Poison Fang Sword harbored not the slightest doubt that the Black Flame Dragon was the Divine of the Black Path.
