Chapter 251
Chapter 251
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 251
Chapter Title: Demon Sword Rampage
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A blindingly blue flash poured from Namgung Hyeok's eyes.
He threw himself into the waves of Five Poisons Sect disciples surging toward him.
The demon sword, wrapped in red and blue thunderbolts, whipped through the air.
Short and concise.
Each thrust was decisive, unyielding, slicing through foes without hesitation.
He spared no glance for the life or death of his enemies.
His eyes sought the next target first, his body following suit.
Move.
Do not stop.
Bursting through geysers of blood erupting from all sides, Namgung Hyeok swung his demon sword.
Wooong!
Thrust, slash, sweep.
The demon sword, tasting blood after so long, let out a pleased hum as it severed the enemies' breaths.
Namgung Hyeok's fierce gaze swept the surroundings.
His sword followed his line of sight.
Whenever enemies tried to counterattack, he drove the demon sword into the gaps they revealed.
Namgung Hyeok's demon sword was not something that could be blocked simply by trying.
Before they could even react properly, the blade slipped through their openings and plunged deep.
Puuuk! Kwajijik!
Thunderbolts flashed as enemies toppled like rotten logs.
No need for a second strike.
Blood fountains erupted unfailingly with every gleam of sword light.
The demon sword, enveloped in thunderbolts and soaked in the Five Poisons Sect disciples' blood, glowed crimson and let out a low hum.
"Wh-what is this?!"
"Block it! Block him!"
"What the hell is that bastard?!"
The Five Poisons Sect disciples panicked greatly at Namgung Hyeok's presence, which stirred up a violet haze of blood wherever he passed.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwang!
Thunderbolts began rippling over Namgung Hyeok's shoulders.
He took a step forward.
Kuung!
At the same instant, the demon sword hovering overhead plummeted down.
In Namgung Hyeok's eyes, flashing with blue light, everything reflected seemed frozen in time.
The hidden weapons raining down on him and the charging Five Poisons Sect disciples approached so slowly it felt like they'd stopped, slower than a caterpillar crawling.
Namgung Hyeok's demon sword shattered that sluggish space into dozens of pieces.
A master's perception differed utterly from a novice's.
They lived different times in the same space.
The sword moved faster than inferiors could perceive.
A speed that allowed no thought of evasion.
In the briefest hesitation, the demon sword brutally pierced a Five Poisons Sect disciple's heart.
Kwaduk!
"Kraaaagh!"
"Guh, keuk!"
"L-life...!"
In a single breath, three enemies crumpled, faces twisted in despair.
Like a raging beast, Namgung Hyeok swept through the Five Poisons Sect disciples and charged ahead, smashing the crashing waves as he raced toward the gorge's depths.
Namgung Hyeok's hands were terrifying enough to make even the Five Poisons Sect tremble.
This was no novice's work of killing one or two.
Not the slightest tremor or hesitation in taking lives.
It was like crushing ants.
Flowers snapped, grass trampled—human lives withered just as fleetingly.
Chills ran down spines.
His movements weren't even too fast to follow with the eyes.
Yet they were invariably fatal.
Like a breeze brushing past, Namgung Hyeok's motions could neither be grasped nor blocked.
Poisons had no effect.
Hidden weapons failed.
Poison arts were useless.
As the shadow of death loomed, someone shouted.
"Widen the distance!"
"Don't clump up! Fall back!"
"Spread out and shoot!"
The Five Poisons Sect disciples stirred in chaos, scattering in all directions.
In an instant, space opened up around Namgung Hyeok.
Into that space, poison needles and hidden weapons poured down like a rainstorm from every side.
Swarms of venomous insects blotted out the sky, forming a black curtain with a hair-raising roar.
Hidden weapons and bugs sprayed through the poison mist targeted Namgung Hyeok.
Namgung Hyeok thrust out his left hand, brutally snatching a Five Poisons Sect disciple.
Pupu-pupuk!
Using the disciple as a shield to block the hidden weapons and poison arts, Namgung Hyeok thrust his demon sword and shook off the bugs.
Sword ki flared like flames, slicing through the poison mist and enemies.
Shuuuaaaak!
Once more, a violet haze of blood surged.
The heads of those blocking him flew.
Powerless bodies flailed.
Namgung Hyeok advanced steadily and surely.
Stepping over the waves of Five Poisons Sect corpses crashing like tides, he pressed on endlessly.
A strange euphoria welled up.
Something hot stirred in his chest, boiling over.
Demonic Path Blood Tribulation.
With every step, corpses piled, blood pooled—it felt like returning to those days.
Stepping on bodies, drenched in blood, just killing and killing again—those times vividly resurfaced.
'This is nothing.'
His life had always been a chain of struggles.
Risking life for a single dumpling, chased to the ends of Jiangnan over a mere quarrel, entangled with demonic scum like ghouls...
An asura field.
And Namgung Hyeok had always seized victory in those fights.
Compared to that ferocity, this was child's play.
Just a minor incident to reminisce about those days.
A blue flash flickered in Namgung Hyeok's eyes.
What was most important in facing many as one?
Seizing the initiative.
Show something more certain, more spectacular, more overwhelming.
Make them part the way themselves!
Namgung Hyeok raised his demon sword high.
Pajijijijik!
Intense light blazed red along the demon sword.
The scorching heat, like flames, ignited the poison mist and bugs.
The Heavenly Creation Bright King Technique spun furiously.
Pure, heavy energy poured into the sword tip.
Kuung!
Namgung Hyeok stomped.
Sovereign's Dominion Step.
In one step, the surroundings were crushed, and the Five Poisons Sect disciples blocking ahead flinched.
The demon sword overhead drew a red line in the air.
Energy gathered in his dantian exploded toward the sword tip.
A fireball tore from the red line, engulfing the front.
Writhing thunderbolts rose fiercely, sweeping ahead.
Kwaaaaang!
Kwarurung!
"Kraaaagh!"
"Kueeeek!"
"Uwaaaagh!"
Five Poisons Sect disciples were swept along the red thunderbolts.
Namgung Hyeok dashed into the suddenly cleared path.
The demon sword began scattering crimson light once more.
Namgung Hyeok's eyes grew colder than ever.
"Form the Poison King Formation!"
"Thunder Dragon Squad, Wailing Ghost Valley Linked Formation!"
"The retreat is cut off! Push forward!"
"Hold!"
Chaos erupted amid the surging waves of Five Poisons Sect and the barrage of hidden weapons from all sides.
The melee intensified as they tangled with the human sea pressing in.
Poison mist rose from underground, while above, venomous insects' wings buzzed fiercely.
Shouts exploded everywhere, killing intent and madness rising.
Too late to retreat.
Namgung family warriors and Sichuan Tang Clan fighters battled fiercely, weaving through the endless Five Poisons Sect disciples pouring from the gorge.
"Hyeok!"
Namgung Ryong moved, chasing after Namgung Hyeok who had vanished far ahead.
"Young Master! That way is dangerous!"
"Thunder Dragon Squad! Protect the young masters first!"
"You damned poison bastards! Uwaaaah!"
"Argh, shit! Chasing that red crane or whatever, we're all gonna die!"
The Thunder Dragon Squad leaped like grasshoppers, slashing every Five Poisons Sect disciple in reach.
Geon Cheon-hwi broke out in cold sweat.
Pupu-pupuk!
He couldn't afford to glance away even for a moment.
Terrifying hidden weapons that tore chunks of flesh on mere graze flew from all sides.
With venomous insects disrupting vision and attacking, the stench of death thickened everywhere.
The enemies' assault surpassed imagination.
Forget advancing—they were barely holding without being pushed back and devoured.
Even the Wailing Ghost Valley Linked Formation strained to endure.
They couldn't collect their wits amid the storm-like ranged attacks from the Five Poisons Sect.
Just blocking the hidden weapons hurled relentlessly from the gorge was exhausting.
Tang Uicheon swung his poison petal whip, wrapping incoming hidden weapons, and looked ahead.
'No end in sight!'
They had to escape the gorge somehow.
Better to keep pushing down than backtrack up.
But even that was no easy feat.
The Five Poisons Sect, clad in somber robes encircling them, endlessly showered hidden weapons, using poison smoke and bugs to hold firm.
It left even Tang Uicheon dumbfounded.
What shocked him more was Namgung Hyeok's presence.
Puhwaaaak!
Far ahead, beyond clear sight, Namgung Hyeok was tearing through the Five Poisons Sect.
Clad in scarlet thunderbolts, he severed enemies' necks in flashes.
Seogeogeok!
Blood fountains burst into the air with every thunderbolt flash.
Drenched in the splattering blood, Namgung Hyeok charged.
His speed was nearly impossible to pursue.
"He was at that level...?!"
Tang Uicheon gaped at the racing Namgung Hyeok.
Tang Myeong-ok and Tang Myeong-jin struggled against one disciple each, yet Namgung Hyeok dominated the battlefield.
No—he was sweeping it.
Wherever Namgung Hyeok passed, corpses piled without fail, blood fountains gushed.
Never had they seen such clean, swift hands.
"How..."
Namgung Hyeok's presence was truly overwhelming.
Even the Thunder Dragon Squad blocking enemies alongside was stunned.
They had never seen Namgung Hyeok like this.
Toppling foes like cutting rice straw—it made them question if this was the Namgung Hyeok they knew.
"Th-that's..."
"Hmm!"
"Second Young Master..."
The onlookers felt suffocated by the madness and killing intent.
The Thunder Dragon Squad stared in awe at Namgung Hyeok's divinity, speechless.
Namgung Hyeok, soaked in blood and racing to the gorge's end, sent chills down spines involuntarily.
At a speed hard to track visually, he shredded the Five Poisons Sect.
One worth a hundred.
Beyond awe, Namgung Hyeok's figure stirred madness.
All watchers held their breath in that eerie aura.
Then, Namgung Ryong shouted.
"They're clumping!"
His clear, sharp voice snapped everyone to attention.
The Thunder Dragon Squad pierced the downpour of hidden weapons, dashing into the path Namgung Hyeok had carved.
Once the formation began crumbling, cracks spread swiftly.
Moreover, as poison users favoring distance, their lines weren't thick.
Allowing one breach led to total collapse like a bursting dam.
The Five Poisons Sect disciples panicked.
They never imagined their encirclement would break so easily.
At that moment of their fluster.
Doooong!
From the upper reaches opposite, Sichuan Tang Clan warriors in green robes appeared.
Following them, the Sovereign Sword Squad in blue uniforms emerged, radiating killing intent.
"Sweep them all!"
"Waaaaah!"
"Kill the enemies!"
Sichuan Tang Clan search parties and the Sovereign Sword Squad, rear guard from Anhui Province, had arrived.
They leaped down into the gorge, pouncing on the Five Poisons Sect disciples.
"Wh-what!"
"Enemies!"
"Hueek!"
The clash with charging warriors from the opposite side flipped the battle's tide dramatically.
Those encircling the Sichuan Tang Clan and Thunder Dragon Squad now exposed their rear.
In the ensuing melee, momentum shifted in an instant.
The Sichuan Tang Clan's elder shouted.
"Family Head! We're here! This is their lair!"
Tang Uicheon turned.
"No sign of their leaders!"
"They've all withdrawn this way! The bastards are in the deep ravine!"
"Deep ravine?"
In Tang Uicheon's gaze, the Thunder Dragon Squad's backs receded beyond the gorge.
"Poison King Squad! Follow!"
"Family Head?"
"We break out of the gorge and hunt their leaders!"
He'd found it suspicious that the Five Poisons Sect brass hadn't shown at all.
If enemies were withdrawing this way, it might not be a simple trap.
The thought flashed that they might be scheming for the Millennium Red Crane.
"Chase the Thunder Dragon Squad!"
Tang Uicheon's voice boomed across the battlefield.
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Papa-papa-pak!
Shuwaaak!
Namgung Hyeok raced through the gorge with terrifying momentum. Any Five Poisons Sect disciple blocking ahead became demon sword fodder without fail.
Puhwaaak!
Amid blood spraying everywhere, Namgung Hyeok's gaze reached a distant peak.
By the time pursuing Five Poisons Sect disciples vanished from sight.
Valley waters cascaded like a waterfall, kicking up spray.
Facing the breathtaking wonderland spread between sheer peaks, Namgung Hyeok's lips twisted.
Not in admiration of the scenery.
A group stood there atop it.
Black-clad, masked shadowy warriors, and Five Poisons Sect elites whose aura differed utterly from those met before.
Facing their full killing intent, Namgung Hyeok curled his lip.
"So this is where you were gathered."
His icy smile chilled the air around them.