The Weeping Rabbit
War raged through the forest.
The ambush had been discovered by the Demonic Cult, and a fierce clash had erupted between them and the Sichuan Tang Family that had uncovered it.
“Kuuuugh!”
A Visa Unit member who had a sword driven into his abdomen let out a pained cry.
He spat blood toward the martial artist who was smiling wickedly at him.
“Puuuuk!”
The martial artist quickly stepped back from the fountain of blood that had been vomited nearby, but a few drops still splattered his face.
Boiling!
Where the blood had touched, bubbles began to rise violently.
“Aaaah!”
The martial artist screamed and collapsed as the blood reached his face.
Once the martial artist fell, the Visa Unit member pushed off the ground with a cry and charged toward the black-clad figure.
The black-clad figure swung his blade.
Saaak!
The Visa Unit member’s body split apart along with a sharp sound.
Chwaaak!
And his blood, bursting from his body as if exploding in all directions, sprayed outward.
At the moment his body split, the Visa Unit member had poured his inner energy into the blood and turned it into a blood bomb.
The black-clad figures who had been in the path of the sprayed blood fell to the ground with screams.
On the other hand, the faces of the Tang Family martial artists who had the blood splashed on them were filled with grim determination.
The Visa Unit member who had been cut in half had taken the poison before he died.
The blood he had vomited was an extreme poison that would bring death to his enemies.
But it had no effect on the Tang Family martial artists who had already taken the antidote.
Instead, they only felt bitterness and anger that their fellow brothers had thrown away their lives to kill the enemy.
“Huff! Huff!”
Among those martial artists, Tang Myung and Tang Hong were swiftly moving across the battlefield together.
While Tang Myung fought the Demonic Cult disciples, he used the silver thread to retrieve the fallen daggers and throwing weapons from the ground.
The masters of the Tang Family, who were experts in throwing weapons, carried dozens or even hundreds of them on their bodies.
And since it was a bloodbath now, the Tang Family masters were rapidly exhausting their supplies of throwing weapons.
Therefore, Tang Myung fought the enemies while recovering the weapons.
Tang Hong, who was protecting him and clashing with the enemies, bit his lip.
[Young Family Head, we must retreat.]
At Tang Hong’s words, Tang Myung calmly surveyed the situation with cold eyes.
The Tang Family members were currently fighting the Demonic Cult masters while forming a circular formation.
Among them, Tang Mi-ryeong was intercepting the enemies with her throwing weapons, and Tang Jang was fighting two enemies who seemed to be the commanders of the foes while shedding blood in front.
Tang Jang’s battle was being pushed back dangerously, but he was holding on with the help of the throwing weapons Tang Mi-ryeong was throwing.
‘Where are the elders?’
When they had set out, Tang Myung had ordered the ten Sword Saint masters to follow him at a distance of half a jinxin.
And when the battle began, to move according to the situation at that time.
Since the Sword Saint masters were experienced experts, instead of giving fixed instructions, he had asked them to act according to the situation at that time.
But they were not moving.
“Young Family Head!”
At Tang Hong’s shout, Tang Myung quickly retreated.
Saaak!
A sword swept through the spot where Tang Myung had been standing.
Tang Myung kicked the ground hard in response.
Chwaaak!
Soil from the ground flew up and covered the black-clad figure.
“Hmph! You only… kuuk!”
The words he had intended to use to blame shallow tactics turned into a scream.
The soil Tang Myung had kicked was not ordinary soil, but an extreme poison soaked in the blood of the Tang Family masters.
“This… cowardly….”
“The Tang Family uses poison.”
At the word cowardly, Tang Myung answered with the same words and flung the throwing weapons he had been holding onto the silver thread behind him with a flick.
Thud thud! Thud thud!
The throwing weapons that had detached from the silver thread fell into the circular formation of the Tang Family masters.
But the speed at which they were shot back outward was faster than the falling.
Tang Mi-ryeong immediately snatched the throwing weapons that were falling from the air and released them in all directions.
Papa pa pat!
“Kuaaah!”
“Uwaak!”
Constant screams were heard.
But….
[Their power is weakening.]
The power of the throwing weapons had weakened considerably.
With Tang Mi-ryeong’s help, the situation was being maintained right now… but if Tang Mi-ryeong fell, the formation would collapse.
[We cannot be exterminated.]
With that thought, Tang Myung bit his lip and took out a jade bottle from his bosom.
“Young Family Head, that!”
Tang Hong was surprised, and Tang Myung shouted.
“Bicheon Unit! Brothers! We have decided where we will die!”
With his shout, Tang Myung quickly gulped the liquid in the jade bottle into his mouth.
“Young Family Head!”
At the sight of Tang Myung like that, Tang Mi-ryeong shouted in surprise.
Huaaak!
With Tang Mi-ryeong’s shout, red energy began to flow from Tang Myung’s body.
This energy was the blood that had become vaporized from Tang Myung’s body.
Boiling Blood Poison.
An extreme poison that boiled the body’s blood.
And while the blood boiled, it was also an elixir that surged the inner energy and natural qi.
When Tang Myung drank the Boiling Blood Poison, Tang Hong bit his lip and took out the same jade bottle from his bosom.
Then, after gulping it down, the surrounding Bicheon Unit members shouted as well.
“It’s better than anything since we’re going with the brothers!”
“If I was born as a man, I could have chosen where I would die with my own life! Is there any greater glory than that!”
Seeing the remaining five Bicheon Unit members drinking the Boiling Blood Poison, Tang Myung charged straight at Tang Jang.
“I command the Visa Unit! Block the enemies with me!”
“Yes, Young Family Head!”
At Tang Myung’s shout, the Visa Unit members who were forming the circular formation followed behind him.
And without fail, the Boiling Blood Poison was in their hands.
Huaaak!
When the blood energy surged from the bodies of the Visa Unit members, Tang Myung shouted again.
“Pyeonbok Unit, retreat to the main family with the unit leader!”
“Yes….”
The faces of the Pyeonbok Unit members who were trying to put their hands in their pockets while shouting the command distorted.
This was… not that they were saving themselves and blocking the rear, was it?
The command had been issued to abandon their brothers, friends, and nephews.
[The command has been given!]
At Tang Hong’s shout, Tang Mi-ryeong was dazedly looking at him, then bit her lip.
“I receive the command of the Young Family Head, Tang Mi-ryeong, the Pyeonbok Unit leader! The Pyeonbok Unit… is retreating…!”
With Tang Mi-ryeong’s shout mixed with tears, she released all the throwing weapons she had been holding at once.
Huaaak!
A misty cloud that was thick enough to be called fog instantly filled the surroundings and shot toward the rear.
Papa pa pat!
“Kuaaah!”
“Uwaak!”
The Pyeonbok Unit that had quickly retreated after exterminating the twenty Demonic Cult disciples blocking their escape route.
With the Pyeonbok Unit retreating, Tang Myung’s figure shot toward the blood-clad figure fighting Tang Jang.
“You insolent brat!”
With the shout, red energy shot from the blood-clad figure’s palm.
“Eldest Brother! It’s dangerous!”
Tang Jang quickly blocked the blood energy and swung his fist.
Perak!
“Kuuuk!”
At the moment Tang Jang flinched and retreated, Tang Myung overpowered him and shouted.
“Tang Jang, return to the main family!”
“What?”
“Command!”
Tang Myung looked at Tang Jang with a stern face.
And Tang Jang’s face distorted upon seeing Tang Myung’s eyes.
Bloodshot eyes… and veins protruding all over the face… this is….
“You….”
Paat!
When Tang Jang was about to say something, the silver thread from Tang Myung’s hand shot toward the blood-clad figure and the Demonic Cult disciples.
Sasa sak!
With a sharp sound, the two figures quickly stepped back.
Huaaak!
A sharp aura of energy flickered from Tang Myung’s silver thread.
The thin silver thread had condensed inner energy that was a dangerous technique even for Tang Myung to use.
It was a technique that could never be accomplished with his current martial prowess.
“You… what exactly….”
At Tang Jang’s voice, Tang Myung looked at him.
[It is easy to die here. But please think of the children of the main family. In the current Tang Family, your uncle’s martial prowess is more necessary than mine, the future Family Head. Please… live and return to the main family.]
“Command!”
At Tang Myung’s shout, Tang Jang bit his lip as he tried to step forward.
And Tang Jang was passed by the Visa Unit and Bicheon Unit.
“Please survive!”
“Eldest Brother! Please entrust the main family to me.”
“Hahahaha! I’ve left a big burden on you!”
“Eldest Brother, please tell my wife… I’m sorry!”
With the members’ shouts, Tang Jang saw the blood energy surging from their bodies.
“Boiling Blood Poison….”
It had been prepared as a precaution.
And in Tang Jang’s bosom… the Boiling Blood Poison.
All the Visa Unit brothers except him had taken the Boiling Blood Poison.
Desperately shouting, Tang Myung aimed at the blood-clad figure’s ankle with the silver thread.
“Uncle!”
“I… receive the command!”
Paat!
At the moment Tang Jang kicked the ground and followed behind the Pyeonbok Unit, Tang Myung sent a transmission.
[Do not trust Cheongsa and Ami.]
At Tang Myung’s transmission, Tang Jang glanced at him.
Then he nodded his head and followed behind the Pyeonbok Unit.
After the Pyeonbok Unit and Tang Jang escaped, Tang Myung looked at the blood-clad figure.
“Tangga Biryong, the Young Family Head of the Sichuan Tang Family, Tang Myung.”
At Tang Myung’s words, the blood-clad figure hesitated, then glanced at the distant Tang Jang.
And Tang Family masters of the Bicheon Unit and Visa Unit were standing in the path.
Their martial prowess, which was spitting out blood energy from their bodies, looked dangerous.
“Tch!”
The blood-clad figure clicked his tongue lightly and looked at Tang Myung.
“Heavens Cult, Blood Death Unit leader, the Heaven Opening Blood Demon, Oh Jin.”
At Oh Jin’s words, Tang Myung bit his lip.
[As expected….]
When Tang Myung saw the Demonic Cult disciple, the Demonic Cult disciple grabbed the neck of a Bicheon Unit member and said.
“Heavens Cult, Black Wind Unit leader, the Black Wind Demon, Ho Jin-ui.”
With a crack, Ho Jin-ui twisted the neck of the Bicheon Unit member and looked at the place where Tang Jang had disappeared and said regretfully.
“Tang Jang had told me to definitely catch that guy….”
Sweuk!
Ho Jin-ui looked at Tang Myung and the Tang Family martial artists who were spitting out blood energy.
The Tang Family martial artists were fighting the Demonic Cult masters with martial prowess different from before.
“But since there are those who burn their life force… I can’t catch them.”
At Ho Jin-ui’s words, Tang Myung looked at him and Oh Jin and said.
“Before I die, I want to ask one thing. Are all of you here?”
At Tang Myung’s question, Ho Jin-ui smirked.
“Looking at your condition, there are many things I want to ask about someone who will die soon.”
“I will die if I reach the first layer of the outer sect.”
At Tang Myung’s words, Ho Jin-ui looked around.
The Visa Unit and Bicheon Unit were attacking the surrounding Demonic Cult disciples madly.
But the Demonic Cult disciples were focusing on evading by retreating backward.
They knew it too.
That the two units were currently eating the extreme poison that was exploding their latent power.
Therefore, the Demonic Cult disciples and blood-clad figures were trying to track down the Tang Family people who had broken through the two units and fled.
But the Tang Family people were desperately blocking those people.
Ho Jin-ui briefly looked at the Tang Family people and said.
“Including the Black Wind Unit and the Blood Death Unit, three units.”
At Ho Jin-ui’s words, Tang Myung understood why the elders were not appearing.
[They are fighting the Sama Unit.]
Tang Myung muttered inwardly and steadied his breath while drawing in his inner energy when Ho Jin-ui suddenly looked at him.
“I also want to ask one thing.”
When Tang Myung saw him, Ho Jin-ui looked at the fighting Bicheon Unit and Visa Unit.
“The remaining Visa Unit seems more skilled than the Pyeonbok Unit that retreated. Why did you leave them behind?”
At Ho Jin-ui’s question, Tang Myung smiled.
“The Pyeonbok Unit that is going to the main family are throwing weapon experts, and the Visa Unit are poison art experts.”
“What difference does that make?”
“The main family is overflowing with poison and throwing weapons.”
At Tang Myung’s words, Ho Jin-ui looked at him and smirked.
“Hah! As expected.”
In a short time, Tang Myung had divided those who should protect his back and those who should go to the main family.
The Visa Unit had higher martial prowess and strength, but the Pyeonbok Unit had superior throwing technique.
To protect the Tang Family guarded by poison, it would be more advantageous for the Pyeonbok Unit to return than the Visa Unit.
Moreover, if the Visa Unit with strong martial prowess blocked the rear, the probability that the Pyeonbok Unit could break through the encirclement would be higher.
Plop!
Blood flowed from his nose, so Tang Myung swiped his nose with his hand.
“The Great Sichuan Tang Family, Young Family Head, Tang Myung! I will die right here!”
At Tang Myung’s shout, Ho Jin-ui frowned and tried to step forward, so Oh Jin raised his hand.
“I’ll do it.”
“Do as you like.”
Oh Jin looked at Tang Myung.
“Looking at your condition, you will die soon. It is also a funny thing for someone like you to die from poison… you will die at the hands of the enemy.”
Paat!
Oh Jin stabbed his hand toward Tang Myung like lightning.
Saaak!
Red blood energy tore through the air as if cutting through space and approached.
Along with it, the silver thread from Tang Myung’s hand surged from under Oh Jin’s feet.
He had secretly placed the silver thread under Oh Jin’s feet while talking.
Papa pat!
The silver threads thrashed like snakes and shot toward Oh Jin’s chest.
[Swallowed…?]
Tang Myung’s face, which had been smiling at the fact that he could take at least one more person with him before he died, hardened.
Oh Jin’s foot lightly drew a circle, and his silver thread, which could cut steel, wrapped around like a ball of thread and was stepped on.
And Oh Jin’s hand brushed past his neck.
Saaak!
With a sharp sound, Tang Myung’s head turned.
“Farewell.”
“Young Family Head!”
“Tang Myung!”
“Young Family Head!”
Tang Myung did not know why people were desperately calling his name.
He only knew… that his eyes could see the ground getting closer and closer.
[Please… survive…]
Plop!
And Tang Myung’s consciousness disappeared.