Chronicles of the Demon Faction

Episode 157 Return, and (3)

strength entered Seo-ryang’s eyes.

‘It’s still the same.’

Put one hand behind your back and raise the other hand. It was a gesture that exuded composure.

‘But it’s not what I feel.’

When your body ascends to the extreme, you see things that were not visible at the time.

In the past, when he and Lee Cheon-sang had a non-dance dance, he felt that Lee Cheon-sang’s posture at the time was perfect.

A completed unmanned vehicle with nothing to add or subtract. Occasionally, gaps were revealed, but strictly speaking, they were not gaps.

It was simply an extension of the natural posture created by the warrior Lee Cheon-sang.

It’s different now.

‘It’s full of loopholes.’

At the time, it was so perfect that I had no idea how to deal with it, but now there are so many gaps that I have no idea how to attack it.

Whiing.

A gust of wind blew and shook Lee Cheon-sang’s hair.

‘It’s like the wind.’

Big as a mountain. He was taller than Seoryang and had a much longer frame.

Still, it doesn’t look dull at all. He was a person who created a calm and gentle atmosphere, sometimes like a breeze and sometimes like flowing water.

And that softness tempted Seoryang at every moment. They were showing no loopholes and urging an immediate attack.

Jiyiing.

A soft, extrasensory cry came from a corner of my head.

A drop of cold sweat rolled down from my forehead.

‘If you attack carelessly when there are too many gaps, you will be eaten immediately.’

Ugh.

The Guyumagi gathered in Yongrindo circulated around the Docheon (sword) and gradually spread throughout the entire Daosin (sword body).

‘But if you keep quiet…’

this match will end without you even being able to do anything.

‘What is it?’

Seoryang was worried for a brief moment.

Tuk.

His eyes wavered.

A leaf blowing in the wind brushed his cheek. The day was hot, but the leaves were particularly cold.

Seo-ryang chuckled without realizing it.

‘What are you doing?’

Whether you are perfect with no flaws or worry about too many flaws, this is a lesson. And before teaching, it was a game, and before a game, it was proof.

‘No matter how much you fly or crawl, you can’t win. In that case, starting with swinging a proper sword…’

Seoliang shook his head.

no. Even that thought is not enough.

‘You must attack with the intention of splitting the head with a single blow. That level of determination should be the basis.’

There is a difference between perfection and flaws.

Sreuk.

Xu Liang closed his eyes.

Wooooow!

The magical energy that had been hesitant begins to flow smoothly.

According to the command given from the upper part of the battlefield, the true energy of the lower part of the world surged, and the soaring true energy soon rose to the middle part of the world and generated stronger magical energy.

Flash!

A beautiful red glow emanated from around his solar plexus. It was a sphere of light that was evil and ferocious, but so beautiful that I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

And from that spherical brilliance, a deep life was already seeping out.

‘indeed.’

The corners of Lee Cheon-sang’s mouth twitched.

‘It’s different.’

I have had sparring like this several times with the old great mazons.

The result was the same. As time passed, the Mazons failed to attack and soon fell to their knees.

They praised the greatness of God, acknowledged their own shortcomings, and returned.

If it’s natural, it’s natural. Demons have a thorough food chain relationship, so if a person with a higher level of demons decides to do so, he or she can easily suppress lower level demons.

Seoliang was different.

‘You’re not just trying even if it doesn’t work, you’re seriously planning to kill me.’

That guy was still weak compared to the Mazons. It’s not just one or two steps short, it’s a completely different level.

It is not for nothing that the Old Master Mazon is evaluated at the same level as the Top Ten Masters.

However, the one who is weaker than the Mazon prepares to attack with the intention of killing him.

He realized that he had to show at least that level of concentration to give himself a shot.

A small difference in will. However, all changes come from small differences.

‘Even though he has become closer to the devil than to death, the instinct of the god of death still lives deep in his soul.’

That young Shinigami, who realized the law of life and death, was showing unconventional behavior by rejecting the flow of demons even though he had reached the peak of demons.

“One sword.”

chuck.

Seoyang put his right foot back and lowered his posture.

“going.”

“come.”

Flash!

Before the words “come” were even finished, Yonglindo had already reached an inch in front of the top of Lee Cheon-sang’s head.

It was scary fast. It was a martial art so powerful that it could even cut off the waterway of the Great River.

A flash of murderous intent. Lee Cheon-sang’s hand gestures in response to the light-like blow were gentle.

Ugh! Wooooow!

Yongrin Island was shaking terribly.

Lee Cheon-sang was holding Yongrindo. Unlike before, where I had only responded with energy without using my hands, this was the first time I raised my hand to block.

Xiliang’s eyes sparkled with fire.

Cheeeeeek!

Yongrindo, which was hovering half an inch above the top of Lee Cheon-sang’s head, instantly turned red. The Guyumagi is being loaded explosively.

Kuuk.

The blade of the Yonglindo dug into Lee Cheon-sang’s palm, little by little.

Lee Cheon-sang’s eyes flashed.

Fuuuuuuu!

With a burst of drinking, Xioliang flew away. It was an explosive attack, but he didn’t let go of the knife.

grasp!

The moment he set foot on the ground, Seoriang, who was about to launch a follow-up attack, stopped.

‘…shit.’

I can’t open Chukji Shinbo. This is because I completely forgot about the rules.

Even if you memorize the verses, it would have been difficult to create a natural flow like before. This is because his body does not match the martial arts Chukji Shinbo.

Xu Liang took a deep breath.

‘There’s nothing to regret. There is always a chance.’

He looked at Lee Cheon-sang.

‘huh?’

Lee Cheon-sang was not looking at Seo-ryang. He was looking down at his hands.

Xiliang scratched his head.

“I….”

“….”

“Priest?”

Lee Cheon-sang raised his head.

“Can we proceed next?”

“good night.”

“Yes then.”

“No, let’s go a little differently this time.”

Seo-ryang, who was taking his stance, blinked.

Lee Cheon-sang raised his right hand. It wasn’t beckoning me to come.

“You try to stop it.”

“…Me?”

Lee Cheon-sang did not answer.

Slurp.

Seo-ryang’s eyes widened.

Before I knew it, a subtle magical energy began to flow into Lee Cheon-sang’s hands. A black fog gathered around the large, stubborn hand.

‘…!’

Seo-ryang swallowed his saliva without realizing it.

Kugoogung!!

The field of vision wriggled arbitrarily. There is an illusion that the entire space is distorted.

Hahaha!

Neither the blowing wind nor the scorching heat nor the shining sunlight can reach me.

Before I knew it, Seoryang had entered a world filled with only darkness. Lee Cheon-sang’s magic power was at a different level to the point that his entire body’s senses gave rise to such an illusion.

‘Do you want me to take that from you?’

Crunchy.

‘Sigh!’

The joints of my whole body creaked. He raised Gu Yuma Gong to the peak and prevented his body from collapsing.

‘crazy!’

It’s awesome? It’s not at that level. afraid? It’s hard to express it in words like that.

The moment I made up my mind to load my demon energy, I couldn’t even breathe properly. It was the true power of the great master of magic, Lee Cheon-sang, comparable to the Seven Great Heavenly Demons, a realm that had never been seen before.

“It’s called Neungcheon Marasu (凌天魔羅手).”

Saaaaagh.

It seemed like dozens of black ghosts were circling Lee Cheon-sang’s entire right arm.

“Take it.”

Lee Cheon-sang stretched out his hand.

Huh.

A lightly extended hand.

At that moment, Seoryang felt the dark before his eyes becoming even darker.

Hwaaaaaaa!

It was not a martial arts technique that used force or released wind.

‘Keuuuuuuu!’

It felt like all the muscles in my body were going to tear. It felt like every bone was going to crumble.

It was truly incredible pressure.

‘It’s not about releasing energy.’

Seo-ryang’s distorted eyes were bloodshot. Red tears poured out from under his bloodshot eyes and then dispersed.

‘By synchronizing with the energy of heaven and earth, even the space is taken over.’

The ability to use empty space and destroy or revive a person’s heart with a single glance.

Such superpowers did not just appear. It is not a talent you are born with.

It’s just that the utility of energy is beyond imagination.

Unlike other martial artists who use martial arts stored up in the Danjeon, Lee Cheon-sang synchronizes his own energy with the energy of nature and interferes with all kinds of external objects in his sight.

‘I can’t believe there is such a state in martial arts.’

The ability of Banseon is already difficult to put into two words, martial arts. This was the true face of the man called God.

the problem is.

‘How can I stop it…’

Sigh!

The skin on my shoulder was torn. It was not possible to stop the pouring pressure.

I wonder if this can happen even if the opponent is Lee Cheon-sang. The current Demon Lord Guyu was worthy of being called the best Demon Lord in the world.

I was wearing that kind of magic like armor, but my shoulder was torn?

‘There’s no way I can stop this…’

At that time, Lee Cheon-sang’s voice was heard. I couldn’t tell where the sound was coming from.

“You called that sword Yongrindo.”

Xiliang’s eyebrows twitched.

Lee Cheon-sang’s words continued.

“Whatever name you give it, it must be the owner’s will. However, until you used it, that sword was called Chamryongmado (斬龍魔刀).”

Chamryongmado.

It means the devil’s sword that cuts down the dragon.

“It is said that this is the sword that beheaded the dragon, the original owner of this place, when the first Heavenly Demon settled in Daesan.”

Was it an illusion that I felt that Lee Cheon-sang’s voice had a faint smile on it?

“You have the sword of two ancestors of all heavenly demons.”

The giant soldier, Yongrin, the private soldier, Chilya.

“The Seven Night Swords favored by the Seven Great Heavenly Demons are not demonic weapons. We only value it because it is a beloved disease of our ancestors who wrote down a rare history. But Chamryongmado is different.”

Cheeeeeek!

Yongrin Island was completely dyed red.

It was the first time since I ascended the pole that I had experienced this level of magical power. The red-hot Yongrin Island was trembling as if it would break at any moment.

“Reveal that sword’s true form.”

how?

“Understand the nature of the sword.”

By what means?

“Feel the madness of that knife.”

Is that possible?

“Mugongmyeong is the first step to understanding martial arts. The military uniform is the same. “You finally knew the true name of Yonglindo.”

There was a deeper smile in Lee Cheon-sang’s voice.

“If you can understand the sword, you will be able to know how to block my martial arts skills now.”

Seo-ryang’s eyes widened.

Huh!

Yongrin Island is being eroded by the extreme magic power.

Soon he changed the nature of Magi. Rather than loading the Yongrindo with magical energy, it was changed gently so that the sword and ki resonate.

Woooo!!

At that moment, a strong sword sound erupted.

It was reminiscent of a dragon. It was like the roar of a dragon, a fantasy divine beast running rampant in legends and myths.

‘resonance.’

And it is interference.

Demonic energy burned in Seo-ryang’s bloodshot eyes.

“I don’t know the true power of this sword.”

but.

“From now on, I will make it my own magic sword.”

Seoliang held the Yonglindo with both hands and swung it vigorously.

Kwazijijik!

Suddenly, the pressure that had been oppressing my body disappeared as if it had been washed away.

Whiiiiiiiing!

The black world has disappeared. A ray of hot wind passed by Seoryang’s body, covered in cold sweat.

“Huh. “Whoop.”

Lee Cheon-sang spoke in front of Seo-ryang, who was out of breath.

“Good job.”

As if he made space his own territory by resonating with energy.

By resonating with Guyu Demon Gong and Yongrindo, a small gap was created in the opponent’s territory. That’s why he was able to block Lee Cheon-sang’s hand attacks.

“Coriander can ward off dark energy even with its twigs. “It means that the utilization of energy is on a completely different level from wastewater.”

“….”

“The uses of energy are endless. If you don’t forget that, you will be able to move to a higher place.”

Lee Cheon-sang turned around.

“This will end today.”