Chapter 483 – The Six Demons (2)

« Grand Sage Who Levels the Heavens, Ox Demon King. »

Such was the being said to overwhelm all six demons with sheer strength.

Mok Gyeong-un’s eyes, their pupil power unleashed, clearly saw it.

The Ox Demon King’s immense demonic energy, beyond imagining, enveloped the entire visible area in crimson light.

Though the other two demons also possessed formidable, daunting power, the Ox Demon King surpassed them all.

Kwaaaang!

Hwararararuk!

With each step the Ox Demon King took, geothermal heat rose and flames erupted.

A truly moving inferno.

Kkwak!

Mok Gyeong-un gripped the blade of the demonic sword, Evil Commandment Sword, tightly.

Ten Thousand Great Mountains lay silent, as expected.

Countless evil spirits and three disaster-level spirit beasts, capable of destroying an entire nation.

In this situation, despair was a natural feeling.

« We cannot face them. We must retreat. »

Gu Cheol-ja, leader of the Huashan Sect, spoke, his voice filled with fear.

He had already judged the aura emanating from those three colossal monsters to be beyond human capabilities.

It seemed they would be crushed without a trace, a mere flick of the wrist from that horned, devil-like monster that had appeared last.

« But where can we retreat to from here? If we leave those things be… »

Hong Won-seok, leader of the Beggar’s Sect, imagined the horrific consequences.

If those creatures wreaked havoc, the Central Plains would truly face destruction.

This was already a natural disaster.

Who could stop these beings, even for the martial artists among them?

« Do you think we can do anything by fighting? »

Gu Cheol-ja, the Huashan Sect leader, had already lost all will to fight.

Yet, no one could blame him.

None present were thinking of fighting these monsters anymore.

Everyone simply wanted to flee.

Of course, not everyone felt that way.

Even in despair, some were conflicted.

One of them was Mok Yu-cheon.

« If even the righteous martial artists, who uphold justice and chivalry, turn their backs and flee, who will stop these things? »

Pareurereureu!

Mok Yu-cheon looked at his trembling legs.

He too feared these overwhelmingly monstrous beings.

Even without comparing their powers, a miserable annihilation was certain if they fought.

However, if righteous martial artists, seeking to uphold chivalry, couldn’t overcome their fear and ran away, wouldn’t that be the most shameful moment?

Kkwak!

Mok Yu-cheon bit his hand, drawing blood.

But his mind cleared, and the trembling subsided further.

Pak!

Mok Yu-cheon stood, sword drawn, his eyes filled with determination.

Hwangbo Seong, head of the Hwangbo Clan, dazed with fear, looked at him curiously.

« What are you trying to do, junior? »

« …I’m going to fight. »

« What? »

Fight those things?

As he looked bewildered, Mok Yu-cheon wrapped his sword hand in cloth.

He was expressing his will to never let go of the sword, even if he died.

Everyone around him thought it reckless.

However, Mok Yu-cheon didn’t care.

« I… I thought I was unlucky. I dreamed of being a righteous warrior, but I was held hostage by the Heaven and Earth Society and struggled to survive. I resented the heavens because everything was beyond my control. »

« What in the world are you trying to say… »

Kkwak!

Mok Yu-cheon firmly secured the cloth and continued.

« But I don’t think that’s the case. I was foolish. Justice doesn’t come from belonging somewhere, and chivalry isn’t determined by circumstances. »

« You… »

« Even if it becomes a miserable death, even if no one acknowledges its value… if I can have an upright heart and the courage to not back down in the face of fear, that is chivalry and justice. »

« !!!!!!! »

At these words, the eyes of the leaders and warriors of the various righteous sects wavered.

As the alliance was formed and they became accustomed to collective power and inertia, they had forgotten why they had walked the path of righteousness and what they had aspired to.

Jeobeogjeobeog!

Mok Yu-cheon’s back trembled as he walked forward.

He was afraid.

However, he was gathering courage without succumbing to that fear.

Seeing him like this,

Kkwak!

Hong Won-seok, the Beggar’s Sect leader, bit his lip tightly, then wrapped his beggar’s staff hand in cloth as he walked to his side.

As the one who had doubted him to the end stood beside him, Mok Yu-cheon looked at him curiously.

Then, the Beggar’s Sect leader Hong Won-seok spoke, tying the cloth.

« Junior warrior is right. What makes someone a warrior of justice? It’s one who can stand up for the powerless and everyone else. »

« …I’m ashamed, but I agree. »

At that moment, Hwangbo Seong, head of the Hwangbo Clan, also joined, wrapping his sword hand in cloth, affirming his resolve.

It wasn’t just them.

Jeobeogjeobeog!

All the warriors of the Righteous Alliance around them tied their weapons and hands in cloth, strengthening their resolve to resist.

Seeing them like this, Mok Yu-cheon’s eyes reddened.

He had decided to stop the monsters, but he hadn’t thought he would influence anyone.

But when he realized his small act of courage had caused ripples in everyone, his heart pounded.

« I… I was born for this moment. »

Now awakened to himself, there was no hesitation in Mok Yu-cheon’s eyes.

That gaze embodied the upright warrior he had dreamed of since childhood.

Mok Yu-cheon raised his sword and shouted.

« Let’s fight to the end!!!!!! »

At his cry, the Beggar’s Sect leader, the Hwangbo Clan head, the Huashan Sect leader, and the surrounding Righteous Alliance warriors all shouted in unison.

Let’s fight to the end!!!!!

Waaaaaaaaah!!!!

Their cries echoed through the silent Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Seeing them like this, Lee Ji-yeom, master of Corpse Blood Valley, smiled.

That junior warrior had ignited a fire in the righteous sect members in the face of the hellish despair before them.

Yes. This was the true terror of the righteous sect members he knew.

This influence wasn’t spreading only to the righteous sect members.

Even the former Heaven and Earth Society warriors, shrinking in despair despite having Mok Gyeong-un as their lord, shouted that they couldn’t lose.

This is our territory! Don’t retreat even a step!

Let’s fight!!!

Behind them was the Heaven and Earth Society castle, and all their families were there.

If they couldn’t defend this place, they would lose everything.

That’s why they couldn’t back down.

« Damn it! Can we lose to those things? »

The same for the Evil Alliance warriors.

Though they had lost their leader, the First Alliance Leader Wild Beast Emperor Hang Sim, the Evil Alliance warriors inherently hated losing.

And the resolve and solemnity in the cries of the former Heaven and Earth Society warriors and Righteous Alliance warriors couldn’t help but influence them.

So they too shouted no less loudly.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!

The shouts spread through Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

This was rapidly refreshing the atmosphere of despair, fear, and terror.

Seeing them like this, the man in the bamboo hat, watching from afar in the darkness, sneered.

« You embrace futile hope. Foolish things. »

Seuk!

The man in the bamboo hat raised his staff inlaid with red jade.

Then the red jade emitted a red light, and,

« Experience true despair. »

Gooooooooooh!

Kweoeoeoeoeoeoeoeo!!!!

Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!!!

At that moment, the demonic energies of the roars mixed at the center where the three demons stood, creating a whirlwind, rushing towards Ten Thousand Great Mountains like a gale.

The tremendous gale, poised to destroy the entire mountain range, filled everyone with fear.

That’s when Mok Gyeong-un flew into the center of the gale, swinging the demonic sword Evil Commandment Sword.

Uuuuuuuuuuuung!

A huge formless sword appeared and collided with the rushing gale.

Mok Gyeong-un tried to cut it down, but the wind pressure, explosively increased by the combined demonic energies of the three demons, was overwhelming.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

Unable to cut through the gale, the formless sword was pushed back, crushing the earth.

Everyone watched with bated breath.

« No. »

« Please! »

If he couldn’t block this, everything would crumble.

Kweoeoeoeoeoeoeoeo!!!!

Kuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaang!!!!

At that moment, the three demons roared again in unison.

As the gale intensified, the huge formless sword was about to be pushed back completely.

At this, Mok Gyeong-un’s gaze sharpened, and the blade of the demonic sword Evil Commandment Sword turned black.

It was then.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwang!

Ten whirlwinds of wind pressure rushed in from the west, penetrating between the collapsing formless sword and the gale, pushing it east.

This devastated an area of about 200 jang.

« What? »

« What was that just now? »

Everyone looked towards the source of the whirlwinds.

Those who looked were astonished.

Shuuuuuuuuuuu!

« Who are those guys? »

« What’s with their bodies? »

On the eastern side stood eight men, enormously muscular, their bodies blackened, emitting steam. Each extraordinary.

Mok Gyeong-un’s mouth curved upwards as he spotted someone standing like their leader.

It was Yoo Moo-jin of the Yoo clan.

Kwang kwang!

Yoo Moo-jin clashed his fists and spoke with fighting spirit.

« I’ll show you the great price of gathering all the scattered Yoo clan members! »

They were the Yoo clan members.

The man in the bamboo hat was dumbfounded.

« There weren’t just two? »

He had thought the two guarding the seal were all that remained.

But eight more monstrous clan members?

The man clicked his tongue, then sneered.

« It doesn’t matter. Nothing changes just because… »

Kureureureureureureu!

A vibration from the northeast.

Sounds of horse hooves, and shouts from one side of Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!

The Evil Alliance.

A large force of about ten thousand men on horseback, the Evil Alliance flag fluttering, approached.

Led by the Second Alliance Lord Indestructible Golden Body Hae Yeok-won.

« They’ve come. »

Mok Gyeong-un spotted familiar faces.

Blood Saint Dam Baek-ha from Nine Blood Cult and Jin Ye-rin, the Six Offices Commander.

Dam Baek-ha, riding beside Jin Ye-rin, stuck out her tongue at the demons.

« So another great calamity has indeed occurred. »

She had experienced the first great calamity.

« I’m sorry. For bringing you to this deathly place with me. »

« No, rather fortunate. Unlike with Young Master Mok, we didn’t miss each other this time. »

She had returned to the Evil Alliance, missing Mok Gyeong-un, then encountered Jin Ye-rin and the rear guard.

Pachik! Pachik!

Blood Saint Dam Baek-ha generated lightning.

« This time, we will definitely protect it. »

She was determined.

The man sneered.

Yes. They’re all rushing to their deaths.

Nothing will change…

Uuuuuuuuuung!

« !? »

Fifty jang from the mountains, smoke rose, forming gates.

Diviners appeared.

Hundreds, nearly eight hundred.

Yeo Su-rin, a Harmonious Immortal Pavilion disciple, held a golden wheel and brush.

« So many of those diviner bastards were still left? »

Heumchit!

Paaaaaaaang!

A colossal evil spirit, horned tiger upper body, brown dragon-like scales, appeared.

« W-what? »

« What is this? »

The spirit beast Tawi, Mount Jiao’s spirit beast.

On Tawi’s back were two diviners: the betrayer Grand Divination Master Myeong-ryul, and Divine Diviner Ahn Gong-yeon.

« You dare! »

He knew Myeong-ryul betrayed him.

But to bring in a Six Divine Diviner!

As allies continued to appear, Mok Gan’s lips twitched.

« Kuhahahahahahahahahahaha! »

He laughed maniacally.

All of this was fortunate.

Targets.

Even more would not change the result.

One Demon could destroy a nation.

Three Demons, including the Great Strength King, the strongest.

They’re just squirming.

In one fell swoop…

Heumchit!

Mok Gan’s third eye trembled.

Ominously vast demonic energy.

And then, as if breaking free, the Great Strength King roared.

Kweoeoeoeoeoeoeoeo!!!

Intense anger.

A tremendous gale, not unlike the combined demons’ power.

But as the gale rushed forward, it was split by a golden beam from the sky.

Chwaaaaaaaaaaa!

What’s happening?

A woman of unparalleled beauty, golden hair, nine tails, appeared.

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