Chapter 198 – Erotic Battle (7)

Have we finally arrived at the doorstep of the unknown?

Hong Yeon-hwa released the condensed energy of the Hoshin River that she had been holding in one breath.

A massive storm that could be seen from anywhere in the world. In the midst of it, a giant demon appeared, as if it would cover the sky.

Curved horns. A terrifyingly distorted face.

The demon, who hated everything in the world and received all the hatred, looked up at the sky and opened its mouth wide.

——————————!!!

A scream of agony. And a huge fist that slammed down towards the ground.

Kwaaang! Clang! Kwaang!

The collection of demons that Hong Yeon-hwa had seen so far unleashed their anger mercilessly.

The energy was so powerful that it could easily cut through any obstacle. Although the density was somewhat reduced due to its size, the energy mass was still enough to smash the ground like crazy.

Kwaaang!!

The earth shook with each blow, and a deafening roar erupted that shook the bones.

The ground had already been turned over several times, and dust had been spewing out like a mad horse, but perhaps it was due to the influence of the Heavenly Demon Army’s reign. There was no moment when the ground collapsed and blocked the view.

Thanks to this, everyone could clearly see the battlefield.

Anything that couldn’t use energy had long since been crushed along with the ground.

However, even if they could use energy, it didn’t mean they could withstand it. The Thousand-Year Gangshi, who had thickened their energy to protect the Hoshin River, covered themselves with their bodies.

However, every time the gray energy touched the black energy, it was cut into pieces, and although their limbs did not break, they often broke under pressure.

If they were willing to suffer some damage, they could have broken through before the Hoshin River was completely destroyed.

However, inside them was the Hoshin River, which should never be hurt. It was like a king, if we were to compare it to an organ.

The Thousand-Year Gangshi, who had not been destroyed by the initial Ganghwan bombing, broke one by one to protect the Hoshin River.

There were not many cases where the vital points were thoroughly protected, but there were not many cases where the head was broken. Instead, those whose limbs were broken and lay on the ground increased rapidly.

Hong Yeon-hwa, who wielded a force that seemed to be the embodiment of violence.

In the end, it seemed that this could not go on, and the Thousand-Year Gangshi, who were scattered in all directions fighting with the masters of the Hwagyeong, were also called to the Hoshin River.

To make a long story short, that suffering was a meaningless act.

Udeuk.

Just before completely escaping from Hong Yeon-hwa. The neck of the Hoshin River, which could not withstand the pressure of the massive energy, twisted and broke.

At the same time, Hong Yeon-hwa’s demon also slowly dissipated, perhaps because she had exhausted her strength.

Chapter 198 – Erotic Battle (7)

The black energy that was darker than the darkness of the night disappeared, revealing a clear pink hair in front of them.

Hong Yeon-hwa, who was gasping for breath, silently looked down at the fallen Ungaja and the Thousand-Year Gangshi who were now just standing there in a daze.

… Did we do it?

Perhaps everyone was thinking that thought unconsciously.

Hong Yeon-hwa, who calmed her breath, walked slowly into the pit she had created.

Her steps were neither fast nor slow.

Did the other Gangshi sorcerers run away when Ungaja died? The Gangshi were completely silent, and the Mui were full of reverent gazes.

In the stillness created by those who did not even breathe and those who held their breath, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of Hong Yeon-hwa’s small footsteps.

Step by step.

She arrived in front of Ungaja in no time. She lifted her foot in the gap between the Gangshi who were just standing there.

What was under her foot was the head of the fallen Ungaja.

Although her neck was broken, she probably wanted to confirm the kill properly.

The surrounding air was strangely agitated. Those who were still in disbelief that they had won were beginning to feel the reality.

In that expectation, Hong Yeon-hwa’s foot wrapped around the black energy and quickly fell.

Whoosh.

And suddenly, it was blocked by the arm of the now open-eyed Ungaja.

Thud!

“What…!”

Startled, Hong Yeon-hwa tried to crush the head again with all her might, but-

Jingling.

Ungaja, who was controlling the Thousand-Year Gangshi that had stopped with a light ankle tap, was now back in control.

Until a little while ago, the Thousand-Year Gangshi, which had been scattered everywhere, had gathered to protect Ungaja.

In other words, Hong Yeon-hwa was practically surrounded.

“You son of a bitch! Trying to deceive me twice!”

As Hong Yeon-hwa cursed, the combined attack of the Thousand-Year Gangshi began.

Perhaps they had thoroughly prepared for this. Even though I couldn’t follow with my own eyes, there was no room to escape.

Gray energy that raged from all directions. It tore through the air, overturned the ground again… It was a feat that was originally impossible.

Of course, Hong Yeon-hwa didn’t just take it lying down.

“Hup!”

With a movement that fully utilized her small frame, she dodged the attacks in a miraculous way and moved quickly as if her arms had multiplied.

She managed to avoid, block, and deflect the attacks around her for a short time. In that brief moment, she trusted the Hoshin River and broke through the encirclement with a fierce determination.

However, it was not a clean escape.

In her exhausted state, perhaps it was due to the hastily made Hoshin River machine that couldn’t completely dissipate the shock.

Like she had suffered internal injuries, a thin line of fresh blood flowed from Hong Yeon-hwa’s mouth.

It was the first time she had shed blood since the battle began.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

But there was enough time for those gathered here to assess the situation.

“Stop him! Don’t let Cheonma fight alone!!”

The cry of the Daeyoungban served as a signal, and the Muin of Hwagyeong rushed forward in unison.

There were those who were unscathed like a raging bull, but there were also those who were seriously injured from fighting the Thousand-Year Gangshi early on.

But no one complained and they all pounded the ground towards Hong Yeon-hwa.

Even I, who was half-dazed from seeing her blood, reflexively tried to throw myself away.

Thump.

“No, Sanggong!”

I was grabbed from behind by Sama Mang.

“There’s nothing you can do here, Sanggong! You’ll only get in the way!”

“Gah…!”

It was true.

The momentum of the Thousand-Year Gangshi and the Raging Bulls in front of me, and now having experienced Hong Yeon-hwa’s invincibility.

I could feel how massive the Hoshin River machine was to the bone, even though I was capable of fighting on par with a fully matured Chojuljeong thanks to the Muryeong Shin Gong, I was nowhere near Hong Yeon-hwa’s level. Absolutely not.

And they must have known about my relationship with Hong Yeon-hwa, which was already well-known.

In fact, they even tried to kidnap me before.

So if I went there, I would either die or become a hostage and put Hong Yeon-hwa in danger.

I knew that. But it was inevitable that I felt helpless and angry even though I knew.

While I was gnawing on my lips like that, Ungaja, who had been lying down, suddenly stood up again.

Thunk. Thunk.

And even twisted his own neck back to its original state.

I knew that Ungaja’s martial arts were strange because they were combined with Gangshi techniques, but… was it to this extent?

Ungaja, who meticulously adjusted his bones, looked at the Hoshin River machine and the chaotic battle that was unfolding in front of him, and opened his mouth.

“Well, I thought I could kill you with that last attack. I guess I just wasted the broken Thousand-Year Gangshi. He really wasn’t afraid of you for nothing.”

A dry voice with no emotional inflection. His face was also expressionless to the point where he couldn’t be considered someone who had almost died just now.

Ungaja, who seemed to be able to become a Gangshi himself, lightly rolled his foot as if he were one.

Jingle-

The clear sound of droplets that spread throughout the distance. The Thousand-Year Gangshi, who had been fighting like crazy just a moment ago, all stepped back and surrounded Ungaja.

Similarly, our side’s Hwagyeong masters gathered around Hong Yeon-hwa in a circle, creating a natural standoff.

The Moonlight Sword, who held a wooden sword made of wallnut in one hand and a talisman in the other, opened his eyes at the sight of Ungaja’s appearance.

“Siwang! You’ve finally gone completely insane! Making yourself into a Gangshi!”

“What? I had to make my son into a living Gangshi with my own hands. Compared to that, making myself into a Gangshi-like being wasn’t that difficult. By the way, are you from Mosan Jangmun…?”

Ungaja, who looked around for a moment, nodded his head.

“No wonder you fought so well. You must have used a talisman to block my death energy. I didn’t expect Mosan to interfere.”

“Hah! Isn’t it obvious? Don’t you know the saying that a monk must accumulate merit to climb the ranks? And I had no intention of leaving Mosan alone just because I wasn’t participating in the war.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Ungaja nodded his head again without any denial.

As the two were having a conversation, Hong Yeon-hwa, who had temporarily withdrawn with the help of other Hwagyeong masters, took out a small pill from her pocket and swallowed it quickly.

It was a good medicine for treating injuries that she had prepared in advance.

With her eyes fixed on Ungaja, she raised her aura once again.

“You. You’re talking as if you’ve heard about me from someone else.”

“Since the Yongbongji meeting, there isn’t a single Muin who doesn’t know about Cheonma.”

“No. I’ve only shown one move at best. They may not be able to touch me, but martial arts deserve praise. Of course, I also have pride in myself. Are you scared of just one move?”

The shape of a demon slowly settled over Hong Yeon-hwa’s body, which was now covered in a smaller Hoshin River machine than before, barely covering her body.

But her momentum became even more ominous.

As if she was going to tear Ungaja’s neck apart this time.

“…I didn’t know you were so sharp. Unfortunately, I don’t have the gift of gab, so I’ll only become more repulsive if I keep holding on. Admit it. Your thoughts are correct. I heard about you from someone who knows Cheonma very well.”

“….!”

Hong Yeon-hwa’s face twisted fiercely at the refreshing admission.

Others were puzzled, but I knew.

Ungaja had just said that he had heard about Hong Yeon-hwa from someone who came from her world.

And it was from the corrupted faction, who was once her enemy.

Perhaps the evil deeds in Gwangdong were his doing.

Now, with the Hoshin River machine covering her face, Hong Yeon-hwa, who looked like a small demon, growled fiercely.

“Where is he? Where is he?” Hong Yeon-hwa was furious.

“He’s dead,” Ungaja replied calmly.

“What…?”

“I killed him. He kept trying to make deals with me, so I found out his information and killed him. This guy here… unfortunately, his head is broken. Do you know who he is?”

Ungaja pointed to one of the few completely still thousand-year-old Gangshi.

Hong Yeon-hwa looked closely at the headless corpse on the ground before shaking her head.

“I don’t know. But if he’s dead, it’s good enough. You’ll be next, so why don’t you prepare in advance?”

“Are you trying to provoke me? I don’t think we have time for that now.”

“What… is this?”

Hong Yeon-hwa turned around abruptly, looking towards the direction of a strange name, Molura.

A group of people was running towards them at a fast pace from far away.

“Damn it!”

The Muryeom Meangju noticed their identity and drew his sword.

Others also realized what was happening.

It was Samaryeonju, who was leading his subordinates and running towards them.

…The time limit was up.