Chapter 175: The Buddhist (1)
Chapter 175: The Buddhist (1)
“They must have started fighting by now,” King Jinseong said with a worried look. He couldn’t hide his anxiety and continued to tap the armrest of his chair with his fingertips.
Tak-tak.
Every time his fingertip hit the armrest, there would be a dull sound.
Just based on the sound, his fingertips must hurt, but King Jinseong didn’t seem to care at all.
No, it would be correct to say he didn’t even notice the pain.
All of his senses were focused on the battle going on in Guizhou and Chongqing.
Guizhou and Chongqing were equally important. The Cult of the Heavenly Demon had to take both of these provinces in order for King Jinseong and the Justice Alliance to move.
If the Cult of the Heavenly Demon could occupy Guizhou and Chongqing… That held more significance than simply indicating the Demonic Army had advanced into the center of Zhongyuan.
It was clear that the Martial Alliance would soon press charges against the factions that had not responded to the Lord’s Order, and it was clear that the Inverted Sky’s people inside the Imperial Palace would also take action.
In preparation for such a situation, the Justice Alliance needed to quickly establish a place as the foundation for uniting three forces.
“Hmm.”
King Jinseong couldn’t hide his anxiety and clenched his fists tightly.
Seeing him like that, ‘Sage of Earth and Sky’ Do Jin-myung, sighed lightly and reassured him.
“It will be fine. Since the armies of the Cult of the Heavenly Demon have been advancing with minor casualties so far, won’t they conquer Guizhou and Chongqing as planned?”
At his words, King Jinseong nodded slightly.
“Are we ready to move?”
“We have all the necessary personnel and supplies. If we have to fight, we can always move and enter Chongqing.”
“Check again just in case. It would be bad if we realize we forgot something later on.”
Do Jin-myung bowed. “Got it, haha. This old man moves his old body once again.”
“Please do, Sage.”
In his mind, King Jinseong added, I hope the Cult Leader can take over Guizhou and Chongqing with just his strength…
A few days later, news of the battle in Guizhou and Chongqing was sent to King Jinseong.
As in Guizhou, battles large and small continued to take place in Chongqing. There were three days of fighting to steal each other’s bases. After that, the two camps rallied the remaining forces.
Then they began marching towards each other.
The armies advanced to shove each other out. The two armies met in one region, flying their own banners, and began to fight.
Boom, boom.
There was a series of explosions on all sides.
As she heard screaming all around her, Cheon Ah-young wielded the sword in her hands.
First Connection of the Divine Art of the Heavenly Demon.
Energy from the Red Heart spread out in all directions before gathering together again.
Glug-ug.
A vivid red sword rose into the air.
Cheon Ah-young swung her burning sword as she ran. The head of an Alliance soldier rushing towards her split open.
She moved one of her hands behind her. It was the hand holding nothing.
The moment that hand touched the air!
Gah.
Time was frozen with sorcery.
“Huh?”
Of course, time wasn’t actually frozen.
“My body…?”
But the people aiming at Cheon Ah-young did not know that. They could not move their bodies because of divine power.
“What the hell…?” one of the soldiers muttered.
Then, one of the soldiers recognized Cheon Ah-young and screamed, “Don’t, she’s a sorceress!”
However, the cry was in vain as Cheon Ah-young’s sword was already cutting off their heads.
Fwa-bing.
Two severed heads flew into the sky. At the same time, a fountain of blood sprayed into the air.
Cheon Ah-young was already running towards her next prey.
Cheon Ah-young’s way of fighting was different from Woon-seong’s way of running like a wolf or lion amongst sheep. There were differences not only in internal qi, but also in their breathing patterns, and so on and so forth.
Cheon Ah-young was well aware that her abilities and skills were inferior to Woon-seong’s.
That was why, combining martial arts and divine power, she continued to wade through war and create her own combat techniques.
And it worked.
Every now and then, she would step back and catch her breath. Regulating her breathing, she would charge right back into the fray.
Cheon Ah-young faithfully followed this pattern and defeated a number of enemies.
She twisted her waist. A blade cracked through the air at the side of her waist.
Another enemy.
Cheon Ah-young stretched out with her sword, using her sword to split the blade.
Clang—
The blade split vertically and the swordsman’s finger was cut off.
“Ahhh, my finger!” he screamed, but Cheon Ah-young stabbed him in the shoulder without changing expressions.
And then what?
With a downward swing, she slashed from his shoulder and through his heart.
Clang—
Another one down.
She could see enemies coming from all directions.
Cheon Ah-young retreated, controlling her breathing.
A moment to rest.
It was at that moment.
“You witch!”
“Enemy of the orthodox!”
Two soldiers of the Alliance charged towards Cheon Ah-young.
The problem was that her breathing had not fully stabilized yet.
Her eyes shook for the first time.
I can stop them but…
There would be damage. Moreover, the soldiers attacking now were superior to the two from earlier.
“Hmm.”
In the end, Cheon Ah-young chose to take some damage and stop the attack.
Being injured was better than being dead.
At least I should stop the damage.
The wound was relatively small.
The offensive from the right seemed more intense than the left’s. Cheon Ah-young turned and blocked the right.
Clang—
The two blades collided!
“You filthy witch of the Demonic Cult!”
The sword from the left came towards her thighs.
At that moment!
“Unni!”
Someone stood between Cheon Ah-young and the sword.
It was a Dang Boo-ah from the White Ape Unit.
The rest of the White Ape Unit wrapped around Cheon Ah-young.
“Captain!”
“Thank you!”
Cheon Ah-young greeted Dang Boo-ah with gratitude and quickly disappeared between the Charred Dragon Unit, the dozens of blades held in their hands slicing the soldiers.
Clang—
Clang—
Like Cheon Ah-young, there was another person causing a commotion.
It was the Eight Bolt Blade King (八節雷擊刀), one of the Ten Demonic Masters.
He had been stationed in the Western Army with the Demonic Teacher. Back then, the Eight Bolt Blade King had not been on the side of Woon-seong, but on the side of the Vice Leader.
That was why he needed to prove his worth by ensuring carnage more than anyone else.
Though he had apologized for his sins by gifting Woon-seong with throwing knives, the man didn’t think that was enough!
He swung his huge blade across the enemy ranks.
Kwa-rung—
Every time the man swung, a lightning bolt would split into eight pieces and fall, thunder rolling across the field.
That was why he was called the ‘Eight Bolt Blade King’.
The Bolt King blasted the earth. At the same time, his body shot forward like an arrow.
Dragging his huge blade and blasting lightning, the Eight Bolt Blade King looked like he was flying straight.
Lee Shin-jung, who was watching the scene, smiled and said the name of the technique.
“Heaven Tearing Lightning Steps (天節雷步).”
Thunderous steps which could tear the Heavens apart!
The bodies of Orthodox soldiers flew into the air.
Do not forget, the bodies of the soldiers were twitching, like they had been electrocuted.
Kuang—
The Lightning Steps did not end after blasting a few soldiers into the air.
The Demonic Master made his way through the enemy ranks, sprinting back and forth, momentum not diminishing even after multiple collisions.
The nightmare did not end.
The Eight Bolt Blade King lifted his blade towards the sky.
A thunderstorm gathered, striking down towards the blade.
As the lightning flashed, it was like the divine punishment of Heaven.
And as soon as the bolt fell, the man wielded his sword, weaving the bolt into eight and sending them in multiple directions.
Clang—
Clang—
The bodies of the soldiers, who had been swept by electricity, fell to the ground.
Blood misted through the air.
When someone saw the scene, they screamed in surprise: “Ah, he’s not human!”
As the soldier had said, this was not the appearance that a human should have.
Thwack—
The one who had just screamed had his upper and lower body separated, soon dying.
“Keep your body away. Since he just used a huge move, he won’t be able to use the same skill any time soon!” someone calmly judged and yelled.
It was a martial artist of the 72 Supreme Masters.
The Eight Bolt Blade King’s eyebrows twitched. “Wow, you have good eyes. Obviously, if you press your body too hard, it won’t be able to handle it.”
At that, those who had hope charged. They were like heroes, throwing their lives away.
Others fled.
However,
“That is a weakness which disappears at Absolution.”
Wherever they were running, the faces of the soldiers became pale.
At the same time, the Demonic Master plunged his blade into the earth.
Kua—
Lightning bolts rose from the cracks in the ground.
These bolts spread out in concentric circles, rippling outwards.
Those who were running were swept away, screaming like they had been stabbed and electrocuted at the same time.
“Augh!”
“Shit—!”
It was a blood storm.
Blood and flesh splattered in all directions.
Those who watched were slack-jawed in horror.
However, Lee Shin-jung only shook his head from a distance away. “People can be so mischievous…”
As if agreeing, the Eight Bolt Blade King laughed and revealed his yellowing teeth.
Lee Shin-jung clicked his tongue and moved his hands.
Immediately, two blasts of light flew from his hands.
Actually, two wheels, resembling the sun and moon.
Fababababa!
And then…
“Haha, this old man should work hard if he doesn’t want to fall behind.”
The bodies of Alliance soldiers were scattered around the Demonic Teacher’s feet.
Clang—
One of the Ten Demonic Masters, Leader of the Unrecorded Demonic Group — ‘Demonic Teacher of Sun and Moon’ Lee Shin-jing had also started to rampage.
To end the war in Chongqing with the victory for the Cult of the Heavenly Demon…