Chapter 484
Chapter 484
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 125
>Chapter Title: Six Demons (2)
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‘Flat Heaven Great Sage, Ox Demon King.’
The being known to overwhelm all Six Demons in terms of sheer power alone was right there before them.
In Mok Kyung-un’s eyes, which had unlocked their pupil power, it was unmistakably clear.
The Ox Demon King’s unimaginable, vast demonic energy enveloped the entire visible area in a red glow.
The other two of the Six Demons possessed power that was difficult even to approach, but the Great Power King surpassed even them.
-Kwaaaaaang!
-Hwarrrrrrrruk!
With every step the Great Power King took, the ground heat surged, and flames erupted.
It was a walking scorching hell.
-Grip!
Mok Kyung-un’s hand tightened involuntarily around the hilt of the demon sword, Evil Instant.
The Hundred Thousand Great Mountains seemed as silent as death itself.
Countless otherworldly beasts—disasters capable of annihilating an entire nation—three of them at that.
It would have been strange not to feel despair in this situation.
“We can’t fight them. We have to... retreat.”
Hwasan Sect’s sect leader, Gu Cheol-ja, spoke in a voice thick with fear.
He had already judged that the aura emanating from those three colossal monsters was beyond human means to handle.
Just a single gesture from that last horned, devil-like beast, and they would be crushed without a trace.
“But where do we retreat to from here? If we leave them be...”
Open Faction’s leader, Hong Won-seok, envisioned the horrific consequences unfolding ahead.
If those things rampaged freely, the Central Plains would be utterly destroyed.
This was already a heavenly calamity.
Who could possibly stop them if even we martial artists couldn’t?
“You think we can do anything by fighting?”
Hwasan Sect’s sect leader, Gu Cheol-ja, had already lost all will to fight.
Yet no one could blame him.
Among those present, not a single one harbored thoughts of battling those monsters.
Everyone just wanted to flee right then and there.
Of course, not everyone felt that way.
Even in despair, some wrestled with inner conflict.
One such person was Mok Yu-cheon.
‘If even the righteous warriors who champion justice and chivalry turn tail and run, who will stand against them?’
-Flutter!
Mok Yu-cheon looked down at his trembling legs.
He, too, was terrified by those overwhelmingly bizarre entities.
No need to calculate the odds—even without that, a clash with them would surely end in total annihilation.
But if those who pursued the path of chivalry fled in fear, wouldn’t that be the true moment of shame?
-Grip!
Mok Yu-cheon bit down hard on the back of his hand.
It hurt, blood trickling from the bite.
But his mind sharpened, and the trembling subsided more than before.
-Pak!
Mok Yu-cheon stood up, drawing his sword with eyes filled with resolve.
Seeing this, Hwangbo Se-ga’s family head, Hwangbo Seong, who had been lost in fear, looked at him puzzled.
“What are you doing, little brother?”
“...I’m going to fight.”
“What?”
Fight those things?
To the bewildered man, Mok Yu-cheon wrapped cloth tightly around his right hand gripping the sword.
It was a declaration that he wouldn’t let go of his sword even in death.
Everyone around dismissed his actions as mere bravado.
But Mok Yu-cheon paid it no mind.
“I... I thought I was unlucky. I dreamed of being a righteous hero, but I was taken hostage by the Heaven-Earth Society, scrambling desperately just to survive—all beyond my control. So I resented the heavens.”
“What are you trying to say...”
-Grip!
Mok Yu-cheon secured the cloth firmly and continued.
“But I was wrong. I was foolish. Justice doesn’t come from affiliation, nor chivalry from one’s station.”
“You...”
“Even a wretched death, unrecognized by anyone... if my heart stays true and I find the courage not to yield before fear, that is chivalry. That is justice.”
‘!!!!!!!’
Mok Yu-cheon’s words shook the eyes of the Justice Alliance leaders and warriors nearby.
Since the alliance formed, steeped in collective power and inertia, they had forgotten.
Why they walked the righteous path, what they strived for.
-Step, step!
Mok Yu-cheon’s back trembled as he stepped forward.
He was afraid.
Yet he mustered courage, refusing to submit to that fear.
At this sight,
-Grip!
Open Faction’s leader, Hong Won-seok, bit his lip hard, then wrapped cloth around his hand on the beggar’s staff and walked to Mok Yu-cheon’s side.
Mok Yu-cheon looked at him quizzically—the man who had doubted him to the end now stood beside him.
Hong Won-seok tied the cloth and spoke.
“You’re right, little brother. Chivalry isn’t bestowed by recognition. It’s standing for the powerless commoners and all people. That’s a true hero.”
“...Shamefully, I agree.”
Then Hwangbo Se-ga’s family head, Hwangbo Seong, stepped up beside them in support.
He too wrapped cloth around his hand on the sword sheath, steeling his resolve.
It wasn’t just them.
-Step, step!
All the Justice Alliance warriors around bound their weapons and hands with cloth, solidifying their will to resist.
Seeing this, Mok Yu-cheon’s eyes reddened.
He had resolved to stop the monsters but never imagined inspiring others.
Realizing his small act of courage had rippled through them all, his heart pounded.
‘I... I was born for this moment.’
Now fully awakened to himself, Mok Yu-cheon’s eyes held no hesitation.
That gaze embodied the upright hero he had dreamed of as a child.
Mok Yu-cheon raised his sword and shouted.
“Let’s fight to the end!!!!!!!!”
His cry was echoed by Open Faction’s leader, Hwangbo Se-ga’s leader, Hwasan Sect’s sect leader, and the Justice Alliance warriors around them.
-Fight to the end!!!!
-Waaaaaaa!!!!
Their shouts reverberated through the deathly still Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
At this, nearby Blood Valley Lord Lee Ji-yeom’s lips curved upward.
Amid the hellish despair unfolding before his eyes, that young man had ignited the righteous factions.
Yes. This was the true terror of the righteous warriors he knew.
This influence didn’t stop at the righteous.
Even the former Heaven-Earth Society warriors, cowed by despair despite their lord Mok Kyung-un as their center, couldn’t lag behind and roared their battle cries.
-This is our turf! Not one step back!
-Fight on!!!!
Behind them stood Heaven-Earth Society’s stronghold, with all their families inside.
If they failed to defend it to the end, they’d lose everything.
Thus, they couldn’t retreat.
“Damn it! We won’t lose to those things!”
The Four Evils Alliance warriors felt the same.
Though they had lost their leader, Alliance Leader Gwangak Baeje, Hang Sim, the Four Evils warriors hated losing by nature.
The resolve and grim determination in the cries of the Heaven-Earth Society and Justice Alliance warriors inevitably stirred them.
They too bellowed in refusal to be outdone.
-Waaaaaaa!!!!
Cheers spreading across the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
This rapidly shattered the atmosphere gripped by despair, fear, and terror.
Watching from afar in the shadows, the hat-wearing man sneered.
“Clinging to false hope. Fools.”
-Swish!
The hat-wearing man raised his staff embedded with the red jewel.
The red jewel glowed crimson, and
“Feel true despair.”
-Gooooooo!
Matching the glow, the Six Demons’ red eyes intensified as they simultaneously opened their maws and unleashed roars infused with demonic energy.
-Krwoooooooo!!!!
-Kuuuuwuuuu!!!!
-Kwaaaaaaaa!!!!
At that instant, the demonic energies from the roars at the Six Demons’ center swirled into a vortex, then surged toward the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains as a gale.
The onrushing gale had the momentum to flatten the entire range.
All who had just been shouting battle cries, steeling their resolve and wills, now gritted their teeth in fear at the approaching gale.
Then Mok Kyung-un shot into the gale’s center, swinging the demon sword Evil Instant.
-Wuuuuuuuuuung!
A massive formless sword manifested, clashing with the onslaught.
Mok Kyung-un aimed to cleave it in one stroke, but the explosively amplified wind pressure from the mingled demonic energies of the three Six Demons was utterly overwhelming.
-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwa kwang!
The formless sword failed to slice the gale, shattering the ground as it was slowly pushed back.
Everyone watched the scene, holding their breath.
‘No.’
‘Please!’
If he couldn’t block it here, everything would collapse in an instant.
-Krwoooooooo!!!!
-Kuuuuwuuuu!!!!
-Kwaaaaaaaa!!!!
Then the three Six Demons roared once more in unison.
The gale layered further, swelling vastly, and the massive formless sword could no longer hold, on the verge of total repulsion.
Mok Kyung-un’s eyes sharpened like blades, the demon sword Evil Instant’s blade turning black.
It was right then.
-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!
From the southwest where the two forces clashed, over a dozen wind pressure vortices surged, wedging between the faltering formless sword and gale, shoving them eastward.
The resulting shockwave turned over two hundred feet of ground to wasteland in a heartbeat.
“What was that?”
“What just happened?”
All eyes turned to the source of the vortices.
What they saw brought a spark to everyone’s gaze.
-Shooooooo!
“What the hell are those guys?”
“Why are their bodies all...?”
Eight massive, muscle-bound men stood on the east side, their bodies pitch-black and steaming.
Each one exuded an extraordinary presence.
At their center, standing like a leader, Mok Kyung-un spotted someone and smirked.
It was Yu Clan’s Yu Mu-jin.
-Bam bam!
Yu Mu-jin clapped his fists together and boomed with surging battle spirit.
“I’ll show you the heavy price of gathering every scattered Yu clansman in one place!”
They were the Yu Clan.
Seeing them appear, the hat-wearing man holding the red jewel staff was dumbfounded.
‘Not just the two?’
He had thought those guarding the seal were all of the Yu Clan.
Who knew this monster clan had eight more.
Clicking his tongue in disbelief, the hat-wearing man soon scoffed.
“No matter. It changes nothing...”
-Rumble rumble!
But then vibrations came from the northeast.
It sounded like hooves, and cheers erupted from one side of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
-Waaaaaaa!!!!
The cheering ones were none other than the Four Evils Alliance side.
And rightly so—a massive force of around ten thousand horsemen approached from the northeast, with the Four Evils Alliance banner fluttering at the lead.
It was the reinforcements led by Second Alliance Leader Golden Body Invincible, Hae Yeok-won.
‘They’ve come.’
Mok Kyung-un spotted familiar faces riding at the front.
Blood Star Dam Baek-ha of the Nine Blood Cult and Six Thousand Protector Jin Ye-rin.
Dam Baek-ha, riding abreast of Jin Ye-rin, stuck out her tongue at the three massive Six Demons and countless otherworldly beasts.
“It’s finally happened again—a great catastrophe.”
She was the last generation of the old martial world, the only one to survive the first great calamity.
Thus, this scene felt all too familiar.
“Sorry to drag you into the jaws of death with me.”
“No. Quite fortunate, actually. Unlike with Young Master Mok, we didn’t miss each other.”
Sent by Jin Ye-rin to warn of the crisis, Dam Baek-ha had crossed paths with Mok Kyung-un and returned to the Four Evils Alliance.
There, she had joined up with Jin Ye-rin and the advancing reinforcements heading south.
-Crack! Crack!
Blood Star Dam Baek-ha sparked lightning in her palms and declared.
“This time, we’ll hold the line for sure.”
Vowing never to let history repeat.
Seeing the Four Evils Alliance reinforcements swarm in, the hat-wearing man—no, Mok Gan’s true body—sneered.
Yes. All marching to their doom.
A few more bugs wouldn’t change a thing...
-Wuuuuuuuuuung!
‘!?’
It was right then.
From about fifty feet ahead of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, smoke rose here and there, swirling into circular gates.
The spaces within rippled, and countless sorcerers emerged from beyond.
Hundreds poured out of each gate.
Numbering nearly eight hundred in total.
At their lead stood Yeo Su-rin, disciple of Harmonious Immortal Pavilion, holding a golden wheel and a large brush.
‘The sorcerers still had that many left?’
He thought he’d wiped out every last one he saw...
-Flinch!
-Paaaaang!
Then, piercing the dark clouds blanketing the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, a colossal otherworldly beast appeared—upper body a horned tiger, lower a dragon covered in brown scales.
“W-what is that?”
“What the...?”
The sudden beast’s grotesque form startled everyone on the mountains.
At its appearance, Mok Gan’s true body grimaced and spoke.
“Spirit Beast Ta-wi?”
Master of sorcery and reader of nearly all ancient tomes, he recognized the bizarre form instantly.
It was the spirit beast Ta-wi of Gyosan.
Aboard Ta-wi’s back stood two in sorcerer garb: one was the traitor Grand Sorcerer Myeong-ryul, thought dead; the other,
“Pavilion Master An Gong-yeon!”
Like Grand Sorcerer Myeong-ryul, one of the Six Directional Gods known to have tamed a spirit beast as a familiar—Pavilion Master An Gong-yeon of Songjong Pavilion.
‘You dare!’
He already knew Grand Sorcerer Myeong-ryul had betrayed him.
But to drag in one of the Six Directional Gods on top of that?
As their allies kept appearing, Mok Gan’s lips twitched, then
“Kuahahahahahahahahaha!”
He burst into狂 laughter instead.
He saw this as perfect, in fact.
They were all targets to eliminate from the start; a few more changed nothing.
A single Six Demon could destroy a nation.
Here were three, including the strongest, the Great Power King.
More bugs gathering wouldn’t alter the outcome.
Just more squirming.
Might as well sweep away all the nuisances at once...
-Flinch!
In that moment, the third eye of Mok Gan’s true body wavered.
What was this?
An ominously massive demonic energy emanated from somewhere.
Then the Great Power King slipped control, roaring wildly on its own.
-Krwoooooooo!!!
It roared with intense fury toward something.
The gale from its solitary demonic roar surged toward the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains with power rivaling the three combined.
-Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!
Yet as it raged forward, a golden beam from the sky split it.
-Shwaaaaa!
What in the world?
Puzzled, he saw someone emerge from the heavens where the golden beam struck.
The being was a peerless beauty with lustrous golden hair and nine swaying tails.
Seeing her, Mok Gan’s true body muttered in disbelief.
“Hundred Faces King?”
End of Chapter 125: Six Demons (2)