Chapter 281: 45th Floor: Heavenly Demon Lee Do-hee (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 281: 45th Floor: Heavenly Demon Lee Do-hee (2)
"Kuaaaaargh!!!"
“Aaargh!!”
“Keoheok!”
Screams echoed from all directions.
Those of lower realms were crushed like insects, but those of middling realms—the ones around the Supreme Peak or Transformation Realm—suffered significant injuries like broken limbs or ruptured organs.
Namgung Pae, who had reached the Manifestation Realm, was forced to his knees but had no physical injuries.
"You bitch!!! How dare you do this!!"
The rising stars who were to lead the Orthodox Factions in the future had all been annihilated. Their bodies were mangled into a pulp, beyond recognition.
The tens of thousands of Murim people had been reduced to a mere few hundred, and even most of them were not unscathed.
But even so, in terms of overall military strength, the Murim Alliance still had the upper hand.
The ones who had taken damage were about half of the Murim warriors who had been fighting at the vanguard of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
The remnants of the Demonic Cult were no longer a fighting force.
Even the Heavenly Demon couldn't possibly use such a technique more than once. If she used up all her energy in that last attack, this is our victory!
"Your struggles are amusing."
The Heavenly Demon descended from the sky.
Flutter, flutter...
With every flutter of her clothes, her full hips and plump, lewd pussy came into view. A lustful desire to subdue and rape her right then and there arose.
"Kuh, to think she'd even use bewitching arts! Everyone, pull yourselves together and regroup! The Heavenly Demon must have used most of her energy with that last technique! We will capture her now and restore justice to Murim!!"
Thump!
A clear energy spread out from Namgung Pae, and those whose minds, as well as their bodies, had been struck began to regain their senses and rise.
The surviving elites of Murim gathered once more, joined by the masters who had been at the rear.
“The riff-raff will fall back! Only the absolute elite, gather! Today… we capture the Heavenly Demon!!!”
Namgung Pae knew instinctively.
Facing that Heavenly Demon alone was arrogance, sheer obstinacy.
But if they did it together… if all the power of Murim was combined, he held onto the hope that it was possible.
The masters who had been watching the battlefield from the back joined the fray.
The experts who had survived the Heavenly Demon's Reigning Steps reformed their ranks.
The Nine Sects and One Union.
Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect, Mount Hua Sect, Kunlun Sect, Emei Sect, Qingcheng Sect, Diancang Sect, Zhongnan Sect, Hengshan Sect, and the Beggars' Sect.
Masters of the Transformation Realm and those who had reached the Supreme Peak assembled.
The Five Great Clans.
The Namgung Clan, Murong Clan, Jegal Clan, Sichuan Tang Clan, and Hebei Peng Clan.
Besides them, masters from other clans that held sway over Murim, like the Hwangbo Clan and the Jinju Eon Clan, also gathered.
Even the Unorthodox Alliance and the Shadow Assassins Gate, who had tried to flee at the sight of me, rejoined the formation.
“Today!!! We will capture the Heavenly Demon and restore justice to Murim!!!!!”
They steeled their resolve.
Three masters of the Manifestation Realm.
Forty-five masters of the Transformation Realm.
Three hundred thirty-seven at the Supreme Peak.
This was the golden generation, the greatest peak of Murim's power.
And against all of them…
A single Heavenly Demon stood!
And that Heavenly Demon was currently…
‘Fuck, what the hell… Why is the balance so screwed up? It wasn't supposed to be like this…?’
…panicking at the sight of the Murim Alliance, which had been strengthened by a balance patch from the system administrators.
Everyone's realm seemed to have been upgraded by half a stage.
Those who were at the cusp of the Transformation Realm had become Manifestation Realm masters, and even insignificant figures had reached the Transformation Realm.
In contrast, what about my Demonic Cult...?
In reality, they're useless for anything other than staring at me and boosting my stats with the [Followers are Watching] trait.
But I have no intention of running away now that I've come this far.
For the Heavenly Demon, there is no retreat.
“A gathering of insects is still just a pile of insects. I'll crush you all!!”
In an instant, they charged at each other.
The first to step forward was Cheon So-rim, known as the Nine Heavens Profound Lady of the Emei Sect.
One of the three in Murim who had reached the Manifestation Realm.
‘Noona…’
Silver hair and blue eyes.
She wore a revealing outfit similar to mine and controlled hundreds of swords with the Sword Control Technique, sending them flying from the air.
We were once allies who strategized against the Heavenly Demon together.
But now… I would break her with my own hands.
Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-shk!!!
I envelop myself in Demonic Aura Protection and charge through recklessly.
Each and every sword was imbued with Sword Aura, but they only left small scratches on my sturdy body.
“Haaaaaaaaap!! Heavenly Demon, you bitch!!!”
“Stay out of this.”
A fist cloaked in demonic energy clashed with a sword imbued with cold qi and a pure white Sword Aura.
[Heavenly Demon Punch]
[Cold Moon Pure Sword]
Kwajijijik!!
The Heavenly Demon's fist shattered the Sword Aura.
It broke through the cold ice and the sword, continuing forward.
Thwack!!!!
“Keuheup!!”
My punch landed squarely on her womb.
Her body folded in half as she was sent flying into the distance.
‘A cold fist.’
Simultaneously, a coordinated attack came from four directions.
From the front, the current leader of the Murim Alliance, Namgung Pae, approached.
He advanced, wielding a deep blue Sword Aura that seemed to reach the very ends of the sky.
[Sky-Splitting Sword]
The ultimate secret technique of the Namgung Clan, said to split the heavens with a single swing.
He walked slowly, unhurriedly, gathering his energy.
‘That one… is dangerous.’
And to ensure that sword hit its mark, others rushed in from all sides.
To the right, the brilliant Plum Blossom Sword created by the genius of the Mount Hua Sect bloomed.
To the left, the Taiji Heaven-Reversing Trigram, unleashed by a reclusive master of the Wudang Sect, flew toward me.
It was a once-in-a-lifetime ultimate technique that momentarily shattered the balance of yin and yang, destroying one's own body to unleash its power.
From behind, a body slam from the steel-bodied fat pig of the Hwangbo Clan came crashing in.
“Ha! You dare try to overpower me with strength!!”
The perfect Heavenly Demon no longer needed a weapon.
‘My entire body is a weapon, and I shall be the despair that judges you.’
I drew up my demonic energy.
‘The demon who defies the heavens shall bring the heavens to ruin.’
[Heavenly Demon's Collapse of Heaven]
Demonic energy was released like a whirlwind.
Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwak!!
“Keok!”
“Uwaaaargh!!!”
The ones coming from the sides and behind were pulverized by the demonic energy before they could even unleash their techniques.
The assassins preparing to take their turn and the head of the Sichuan Tang Clan were also caught in the blast and sent flying.
However, there was one man who pushed through the demonic energy from the front, unconcerned, holding his sword aloft: Namgung Pae.
‘Hyung-nim…’
“Heavenly Demoooooon!!!!”
His expression held none of the reliable, big-brotherly aura he once had when he helped me.
His eyes shone with a blue light, filled with nothing but the killing intent to end me.
‘……’
Shwoooosh!!!!
The Sky-Splitting Sword was swung.
The black clouds in the sky parted, and a blue energy that seemed to stretch endlessly upward descended.
This was not a sword of simple destructive power.
It was a sword that reached the heavens and descended with their will.
It was imbued with the intent to erase my very existence.
It felt as if my death was already carved into the heavens.
‘If I can't dodge it… I'll just have to break it.’
The Heavenly Demon is one who defies the fate of the heavens.
A destiny set by the heavens? I'll tear it apart like a piece of paper.
I honed the demonic energy at my fingertips until it was razor-sharp.
I condensed it to an extreme sharpness, just like the fifth form of the Moon God Spear Manual, Half Moon.
I straightened my hand into a blade and slashed upward.
A sharp blade of demonic energy shot up.
[Heavenly Demon's Heaven-Defying Hand]
The blue energy falling from above and the demonic energy rising from below met.
Saaaaaaak!!!
The black demonic energy split the center of the blue energy.
I cut it.
The sharp demonic energy parted the blue aura.
The Sky-Splitting Sword split in two, falling to either side of my shoulders, while my demonic energy sliced through his center.
“Ah…… Heavenly, Demon…”
Slice.
His body was sliced in half sideways.
The black demonic energy cut through him and continued onward, cleaving through dozens of people behind him.
It only stopped after splitting a mountain and parting the sky.
“……”
The silence that fell was brief.
“We will take it from here!!!”
The Abbot of the Shaolin Temple and the high-ranking monks following him joined the battle.
‘Not that Abbot…’
Of course, this was a completely different abbot from the one I met on the 14th floor.
“Everyone, gather!!”
[108 Arhat Formation]
The Abbot, a master of the Manifestation Realm on par with Namgung Pae and the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, deployed the 108 Arhat Formation.
He was not alone.
One hundred and eight arhats.
The final secret technique of the Shaolin Temple, and their ultimate sealing art.
One hundred and eight men moved as one.
“Out of my way.”
“You shall not pass. Heavenly Demon, you will die here!”
The damage one person took was shared among all of them.
The strength of all was imbued in the attack of one.
The Abbot in the center of the formation was casting Indestructible Vajra Body and chanting sutras, so my attacks couldn't get through.
‘It feels like hitting a wall.’
That wasn't all.
“We will assist you.”
The masters of the Jegal Clan activated a formation.
[Heavenly Demon Sealing Formation]
A formation developed by the Jegal Clan for the sole purpose of fighting the Heavenly Demon.
And it was now being used in a joint operation with the 108 Arhats who had mastered it.
Without me even realizing it, the arhats had drawn the formation on the ground with the energy in their feet.
Thump…!!
It felt like my body was being pressed down by something.
My energy was being restrained, and I felt my demonic energy becoming difficult to control.
It felt like invisible chains were holding me down, preventing me from escaping into the sky.
A formation on top of a formation.
A joint operation between the Jegal Clan's Heavenly Demon Sealing Formation and the Shaolin Temple's 108 Arhat Formation was unfolding.
The staff-wielding arhats pressed in, striking me.
Was it because my stats had dropped so much?
Even with the Heavenly Demon's protective aura, it hurt a little.
My energy was slowly being chipped away.
“Hahahaha!!! Now this is entertaining!!”
Perhaps because I had become the Heavenly Demon, I found this situation extremely amusing.
“If I cannot ascend to the heavens, then I shall make the heavens descend!!”
The [Holy Form Descent] skill, which originally dropped fuckable onaholes.
I was curious to see how it had changed now that I was the Heavenly Demon.
[Holy Form Descent]
Dozens of holes tore open in the black sky.
Not onaholes, but black dragons with red eyes began to fall.
“What in the…”
“Dragons…?”
The way to break a formation is simple.
Just destroy the space itself.
“Ah…”
The Abbot's expression soured.
The giant black dragons crashed into the ground.
Kwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwa-gwang!!!!
‘Kuhk…’
The immense destructive power caused the ground to collapse and the terrain to change.
My eardrums stung from the shockwave.
Supreme Peak?
They were swept away before the overwhelming mass and shockwave.
Even masters of the Transformation Realm struggled to survive in the face of this cataclysm.
This was the power of the Heavenly Demon…
The surroundings were completely devastated, and only a few survivors lay groaning on the ground.
But even amidst the chaos, the Abbot was still standing.
Most of the arhats who came with their disciples were dead, but he was alive, looking at me with eyes that shone as brightly as the sun.
“Amitabha…!”
[Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm]
A bright light descended and split the dark sky.
As the Abbot's mouth moved rapidly, muttering strange sounds, the light grew even larger.
“Om amogha vairocana mahamudra manipadma jvala pravarttaya hum.”
The Mantra of Light (光明眞言).
A chant of light that calls upon the Buddha's wisdom!
I couldn't understand what he was saying, but the energy of the Buddha's palm descending from the sky grew brighter and larger.
“Enough.”
[Heavenly Demon's Sky-Shattering Palm]
I raised my palm to the sky, gathered my demonic energy, and unleashed a palm strike.
Kwaaaaaang!!!
A hand as bright as the sun and a hand as dark as the abyss met and clashed in the sky.
And the winner, of course, was the Heavenly Demon.
The Tathagata Divine Palm shattered to pieces, and the world was once again shrouded in darkness.
“Cough…!”
The Abbot, having squeezed out his last bit of energy, suffered internal injuries and fainted.
“……”
I looked around.
Most of the Murim Alliance's elite were dead, and the survivors had lost the will to fight.
The head of the Sichuan Tang Clan was about to unleash his Thousand Flower Rain, but when our eyes met, he carefully tucked his shuriken back into his robes.
Most of the Unorthodox Faction members had been swept away by the black dragons and died without being able to do anything.
More than a feeling of revenge, despair and helplessness washed over them.
Like people unable to even feel anger in the face of a natural disaster, they bowed their heads and accepted defeat.
"You insects, do you not even have the courage to die!!"
Hundreds of black arrows materialized behind the Heavenly Demon.
Holy Arrow had changed into Heavenly Demon Arrow.
"Ah......"
Everyone sensed their impending death.
Yet they realized they had neither the courage nor the strength to resist.
But just then, a woman walked out in front of them, clutching her stomach.
“Kuhk… Heavenly Demon, we have lost. I will offer my life, so please, show mercy…”
The Nine Heavens Profound Lady, Cheon So-rim.
She approached me and knelt.
There were still many survivors.
The Murim warriors of lower realms had been far away and were unharmed, and many of the injured could be saved with treatment.
That was why, with the Murim Alliance Leader dead and the Abbot of Shaolin Temple fallen, she, being relatively unscathed, came forward to beg for my mercy.
“To think of dying in place of these pathetic fools, your effort is commendable. In return, I shall take you as my prisoner.”
I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up.
“Keuk…”
I act as my heart desires.
That is the Heavenly Demon, and wherever the Heavenly Demon goes, that is the path.
I hugged her from behind and crudely groped her breasts in front of everyone. They were voluptuous, at least a D-cup.
"Kyaang!?"
She let out a girlish scream unbefitting her age.
‘It's an unwritten rule that cheongsams are worn without panties!’
I untied the pretty butterfly knot on the side of her hip. The knot came undone with a soft rustle, and her white panties, slightly damp with sweat, were in my hand.
Holding them up, I raised my voice and shouted.
“You have been defeated. As the price, I will take this woman.”
"Ah..."
"The Profound Lady… Kuhk…!"
"Such a shameless...!"
"How could she do that to another woman... It's an act against heaven!"
But they were in a situation where they had no choice but to accept it.
All the Murim warriors knelt, watching cautiously.
The woman who had saved them was having her breasts forcibly groped and her underwear stolen and being humiliated right before their eyes, but they did nothing. Their spirits were completely broken.
Seeing this, the members of the Demonic Cult shouted and cheered.
“Waaaaaaaaah!!!”
“Long live the Heavenly Demon!! Long, long live!!!”
"Long live!!!!!"
And so, the Righteous-Demonic War came to a close, ending with the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult's victory.
*
[Time Remaining: 1 hour]
‘Tsk… Looks like I won't even have time to fuck So-rim-noona.’
First, I healed the members of the Demonic Cult.
I opened my status window to see that my Lewdness Cult had been renamed the Demonic Cult, and the members here had temporarily become my believers.
I couldn't save the Sword Demon.
But his final expression was one of joyful tears.
“The Sword Demon watched until the very end. You cannot imagine how overjoyed he was.”
The Sword Demon's disciple bowed his head to me.
It was the same for all the cult members.
I just came out and raised some hell, but they all praised me.
They praised me, shedding tears.
‘Is this… what it's like to be a real cult leader...’
I left the cleanup to them and returned to the cave where I first appeared.
A space where I wouldn't be disturbed by anyone.
There, I gently set down the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, Cheon So-rim-noona, whom I'd carefully wrapped in rope and brought with me.
She had to be at least 30, but she still looked like she was in her late 20s. The line of her hips and thighs, revealed by the side slit, formed an artistic curve.
"Kuhk... What do you plan to do with me? Do you intend to melt me down and make me into an elixir!" she shouted, her face scrunched up.
‘That just makes her hotter, though?’
About 30 minutes left.
That should be enough, right?