Chapter 165 – 166.Yin-Yang Demon-1
Listening comprehension
Qinghai Province boasted the largest area in terms of the entire Central Plains, but its population was shabby.
This is because most of the topography of Qinghai was composed of rugged mountainous regions.
In addition, as it is an alpine area, the weather is extremely cold, and even the native plants are rare, making it difficult for even animals to live.
Of course, that didn’t mean that no one lived there.
How can nature overcome human adaptability?
There was a place where they overcame the harsh environment and took root there, and that place was the Demonic Cult.
There were many mountains in the Qinghai Sea, and among them, the Demonic Bridge had been sitting in a place called Heavenly Mountain or Hundred Thousand Mountains for hundreds of years.
The rough mountains of Cheonghae made them stronger, and the cold and hunger gave them the gift of longing.
They always longed for
I hope you can live in an affluent and warm Joongwon.
No matter how hardened the demons were, Cheonghae was too cold for humans to live in, and food was scarce.
On days of bad harvest, they often go down to nearby villages to hunt and eat people.
To them, the richness and warmth of Jungwon were the object of inferiority and the object of longing.
They continued countless invasions.
To settle down in the warm midfield and occupy a new world for the Demonic Cult.
However, their invasions always failed and they had no choice but to hide in Mt.
Looking forward to recovering your strength.
“Keuhehehehe, is that true?”
The middle-aged man smiled and continued.
“I wonder if there is any, this is the content delivered directly from the main school.”
The sly-looking man leaned over and continued.
Hearing that, the man nodded his head.
Since our school only dealt with verified information, the information they conveyed must be true.
Haha!”
Soon the man burst into laughter.
The man was in a very pleasant mood now.
It was because he heard the news that Hwang Bo-gang, who had almost slaughtered countless demons in the past, had died.
Not only that.
It is said that even the Cheonwangdae, which can be said to be the main power, was annihilated by Hwangbosegae, and even made a declaration of the Bongmun.
That too, by the hand of the poison king, a hero of the same Jeongma War.
It couldn’t have been fun.
Haha!”
The man’s laughter grew louder and began to spread throughout the mountain.
“Hwang Bogang, that angry wild boar is dead!”
He said admiringly.
In fact, he was indebted to Hwang Bogang.
It is because there was a history of shameful retreat after being defeated by Hwang Bo-gang during the Great War of Jeongma in the past.
It was very pleasant to die at the hands of the poisonous king after waiting for an opportunity to pay off the debt for twenty years.
Of course, I also felt sad at the same time.
It was because he had to smash Hwang Bo-gang’s head with his own hands, but the opportunity was taken away.
“Then what should we do?”
The man asked the subordinate.
Wasn’t the reason why they came down Mt. Sipmandae in the first place to annihilate Hwangbo family?
However, since Hwang Bo-gang of the heavenly king died and Hwang Bo-gang declared a bonmun, he was in trouble.
“A message has been sent from the demon brain to carry out the plan. It is an order to destroy all of them without leaving a single foundation stone.”
In response to the man’s question, he conveyed the message of the Demon Cult’s soldier, the Demon Brain.
“Tsk, you’re bothering me.”
The man muttered as if he didn’t like the message from the brain.
Even if he was Hwangbo’s family, who did not have the heavenly priesthood anyway, he was nothing special.
Didn’t he say that even the Cheonwang era, which could be said to be the main power, was wiped out?
It will surely be a one-sided slaughter
“Wouldn’t it still be possible to conserve power?
To the man’s question, Suha answered him politely.
That was right.
If Hwangbose does not have the heavenly priesthood and the heavenly kingship, he will be able to annihilate them without any damage.
“It’s not fun, have fun!”
At the words of the subordinate, the man shouted as if he was frustrated.
It was twenty years of training with the thought of killing Hwang Bo-gang.
However, those twenty years flew away before being rewarded.
The man wanted to check.
He said how strong he had become in twenty-odd years.
And he pointed out Hwang Bo-gang as his first opponent, but it turned out to be nothing.
“Why don’t we do it like this? Exterminate the Hwangbo family and go to Tangmun. Then, together with King Dokwang, annihilate Tangmun. How is it? Are you new?”
The man spoke with his eyes twinkling.
It was because he thought that if he was a poison king who had abandoned the family of Hwangbo, he would be an opponent worthy of testing his martial arts.
In addition, if the Hwangbo family and the Tang family were also annihilated, wouldn’t it be a win-win situation from the perspective of the Demonic Cult?
“Ji.. Calm down, the king of poison is the one who has been rumored to have reached the present state.
Suha, taken aback by the man’s words, carefully began to speak.
Who the hell is the poison king?
Wasn’t he the one who killed the poisonous horse and the Heavenly King’s Divine Power, which were said to have reached the end of the flower mirror?
According to rumors, he was even rumored to have reached the prefecture called Banseon (半仙).
But how do you deal with such a person?
Kwaak
It was then.
The middle-aged man suddenly reached out and grabbed his subordinate’s head.
“Quaaaaa”
Suha screamed at the pain he felt in his head.
“You’re off topic.”
Kwon Ma looked at the subordinate with a cold gaze and continued.
“I’m sorry!”
“I am the Fist Demon. Fist Demon! Do you compare it to a mere poison horse or the heavenly priesthood?
The middle-aged man, Kwonma, expressed his anger as if his pride had been hurt.
Who is he?
Isn’t he one of the strongest in the Demonic Cult and an absolute master who is looking at the Hyeon-gyeong after reaching the peak of the Hwa-gyeong?
But how can you compare yourself to such losers?
“Don’t you know that more than half of the rumors are false! No matter how good the poison king was, he wouldn’t have been able to get over the wall! Do you think the wall of Hyungyeong is so light!”
Gwonma looked at his subordinates and gave out a long speech.
What kind of realm is the realm of Hyungyeong?
Isn’t it a state so sublime that it is called the state of half-seon(半仙)?
How is it that a poisonous king who receives and eats food from the world has reached a level that even he, who has been training for 20 years, has not reached?
The horse began to put more strength into the hand holding the subordinate.
Kwaak
“Aaaaa!”
“If you talk about such nonsense again, I’ll break your head. Got it!”
“Okay… I see!”
“Huh”
Hearing the answer from his subordinate, Gwonma snorted.
In my heart, I wanted to break the skull like this, but this guy was a tactician raised and assigned by the brain himself.
If you kill me like this, I’m sure it’ll be hard to deal with troublesome things.
Shouldn’t we give it at least one chance?
Kwon Ma admired his generosity and untied his subordinate’s head.
“Ugggugguk”
Suha rubbed his head and cried.
“I’m going to the Tang family after exterminating the Hwangbo family. There is no disagreement.
Gwonma looked at the subordinate and spoke in a resolute tone.
I just came here.
Hearing that it would not work for the poison king, he wanted to break the poison king’s skull right away.
“I… I understand.”
“Don’t report it to the brain, I’ll definitely stop you.”
Gwonma made his own request.
It was clear that if it was a brain that did not know anything about the pride of a warrior or the desire to win, it would tear itself apart.
Such a situation had to be prevented.
“…”
There were no words to follow the horse’s words.
In fact, it was because the intention was to stop the runaway of the horse by reporting it to the brain as soon as the story was over.
“Answer?”
“…All right.”
Suha lowered his head in response to Kwonma’s question.
If you refuse here, you will get a headache.
“Yes. Yes, you should, you’d better think carefully, because the brains won’t even protect your head.”
The demon exhaled death to the subordinate and said.
The face of the subordinate turned pale at the murderous threat of the demon.
Gwonma looked at such a subordinate with satisfaction.
With threats like this, you won’t be able to do anything behind your back.
Of course, it didn’t matter if I did something else.
It’s because you can break the bone as it is.
Kwon Ma quickly began to move his steps.
Time was running out to annihilate the Hwangbo family and listen to the Dangga.
Hehewait for the king of poison.`
Gwonma laughed inwardly and walked away.
It was then.
Thump thump
Footsteps were heard from somewhere.
Kwon Ma tilted her head as if wondering.
Where do you mean this is?
Even though I have escaped from 100,000 mountains, isn’t it definitely a place in the domain of the Demonic Cult?
But the footsteps of a man, not an animal
Besides, they were the only ones who had escaped from the Demonic Cult recently.
The sound of human footsteps could not be heard.
Thump thump
While I was lost in thought, the footsteps grew louder and louder.
Puzzled, Kwon Ma turned his head toward the place where he heard his footsteps.
The sound was coming from the front.
And when I looked at the front, something caught my eye.
An old man was walking not far away.
Thump thump
Kwon Ma narrowed his eyes and looked at the behavior of the old man who was coming far away.
He was an old man with a skinny body and a rather tough impression, which made me think that his temper would not be good.
‘Are you a herbalist?’
At first, I thought it was an herbalist who had lost his way and entered the domain of the Demonic Cult.
However, the old man’s attire was too suspicious to be called a herbalist.
The old man didn’t even have a net on his back, and he couldn’t even see the hoe he used to gather herbs.
`Hunter?`
Soon, Kwon Ma shook his head left and right.
What kind of hunter climbs a mountain with his bare hands?
The old man did not see anything useful as a weapon.
While the demon was lost in thought
An unknown old man arrived right in front of the horse.
“Nohhhhh! Did you know where this road leads to?”
The demon looked at the old man and shouted.
It is unknown what it was, but this place was definitely the domain of the Demonic Cult.
This meant that it was not a place anyone could enter.
“Isn’t it the magic cult?”
The old man answered the question with a smile.
“It’s clear that you came here knowingly! You’re urging the order!”
The old man’s answer made the horse very excited and angry.
Even though he knew it was the territory of the Demonic Cult, he only heard that he wanted to die for approaching this place.
“Don’t scream, guide me. It’s been a while since I’ve heard of it, so I can’t get a sense of where it is.”
Despite the horse’s murderous words, the old man received his words with a very nonchalant attitude.
Enraged at his nonchalant attitude, Kwon Ma’s face turned red.
If you got on the wrong road, would you give directions in a situation where even if you lay flat and beg for forgiveness, it wouldn’t be enough?
And to the demon of the world?
I couldn’t help but be angry.
“You’re an old man who will come to his senses when he sees the coffin!”
After speaking, Kwonma swung his fist at the old man.
There was no mercy for such an insolent human being.
It was just swinging and popping.
Because he is Kwon Mai.
His fist, like a ball of stone, flew at the old man.
Boooung
How hard he swung his fist
The sound of cracking air echoed around.
If it is that powerful, even a warrior’s whole body will explode as soon as it touches it.
Wood deuk
But it never happened that his fist touched the old man.
It was because his fists were broken before they even touched.
“Quaaaaagh!”
The demon gripped his broken fist and screamed.
“Jeeeee!”
Gwonma grabbed the broken fist with his half-handed hand and turned it in the opposite direction.
Wood deuk
“Quaaaaagh!”
Although he felt great pain, Kwon Ma was able to return his fist to its original direction.
“So I didn’t tell you, stop fucking.”
“Dark demons! Attack that old man!”
Gwonma looked back and gave an order to the dark demons.
I don’t know what kind of sly trick he used, but he was going to push through the humane tactic.
At the command of Gwonma, the members of the dark demons drew their swords and started attacking the old man.
“Hall Hall”
The old man laughed when he saw it.
I wondered if it had been too long since he hadn’t shown himself in Murim.
Seeing these bloody bastards attack without even knowing the subject.
The sword surged.
However, that power rather reached the one who wielded the sword.
“Quaaaaagh!”
Another swung a sword.
However, the sword changed direction and soon stabbed the neck of the dark demon squad member next to him.
“Fuck”
The man who had been stabbed in the neck cried out in agony and died.
That wasn’t the end.
Numerous Amgwidae warriors started killing each other against their will.
His blood splattered, his flesh cracked, and his bones were visible.
Everyone swung their swords at the old man, but the tips of the swords aimed at themselves and his comrades.
There were screams and blood ran down the ground.
How long has it been like that
The bodies of the dark demons were piled up on the ground.
There was no one standing on the ground except the horse and the old man.
All are annihilated
Less less less
Kwon Ma, who watched the annihilation of the arm guard, began to tremble all over his body.
It is because he witnessed with his own two eyes the absolute deity that he could not even touch.
It wasn’t that difficult for Gwonma to annihilate the Amphitheater.
Because he was a master who reached the absolute state of being called Hwagyeong.
But it was too much for him to kill them all without lifting a finger.
The tremors in my body started getting stronger.
Kwonma knew.
He said that there are martial arts that can reverse all attacks and even change their direction at will.
“..Geongondaenai (乾坤大挪移).”
Kwonma knew.
Even though he is not the head of the Demonic Cult, he is the only human who is learning the Demonic Cult’s martial art, the Kungon Daenai.
“… Yin-Yang Ma.”
Gwonma looked at the old man with eyes full of fear.
“Is the Heavenly Demon well?”
The old man, Yin-Yang Ma, opened his mouth with a deep smile on his lips.
At the Yin-Yang Ma’s question, the Kwon-Ma’s face turned pale.