Chronicles of the Heavenly Demon

ve elements to pass through the universe and flip the Nine Heavens, scatter!”

Along with Jegal Sung’s chants, a huge black wall rose and enveloped the burning building on all sides. 

It was an illusion art created to destroy darkness and slay demons. 

Supposedly, it was powerful enough to induce a martial artist to self-induce qi deviation and commit suicide. 

Even though he is the Heavenly Demon, he won’t be able to come out unharmed.
At least it will deal some damage to his spirit!

But that was something Jegal Sung could believe because he did not understand the Semi-Divine Realm. 

There was just one wall dividing those of the Absolute Realm and those of the Semi-Divine, but it was a very large and thick wall. 

It was a wall that divided humans and those who had stepped onto the thresholds of the gods. 

A man who had never crossed that wall himself could never peer into the realm of Semi-Divinity. 

Fwa-ping!

More and more black walls rose from the ground. 

Just as fast — or perhaps faster — the walls were sliced in half. 

A fire rose between the broken walls. 

“I couldn’t hold him even with this spell?!” Jegal Sung shouted in surprise, but he added a few more metal spikes for good measure. 

There was now double the amount of metal spikes. 

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If he couldn’t do it the first time, he would just have to try again.

But…

Fwa-ping!

Just like the original walls, the new ones were also slashed down. 

The standards of humanity could not be used to measure those of the Semi-Divine.

Fwoom—

The Divine Flame swallowed the foundation of Jegal Sung’s illusion. 

Like a greedy, evil dragon, it tore through the area. 

The scene was terrifying. 

Even though he was called the Venerable Dragon, how could Jegal Sung not be appalled by this sight?

How could the power of a human be that vast?

Intellect makes a decision solely based on information.
Did I make the wrong decision? If I didn’t, then was the information wrong?

Jegal Sung racked his brain for answers.
It had gotten to the point where he was questioning himself. 

Meanwhile, Woon-seong slowly walked out of the building and through the raging flames. 

Around him flew several blades, each at least 10 cun (~1ft, 33cm) in length. 

What was truly frightening was not the blades, but the spear in his hand. 

Whoo-hoo!

Flames with a center of molten gold, wisps of fear-inducing qi, and a spear that seemed to contain the Will of Heaven. 

This is the power of the Heavenly Demon… The weight of the name ‘Heavenly Demon’ is this great?

How could Woon-seong be called human?

What a nightmare. 

A nightmare in the form of a man stood before their eyes. 

But Jegal Sung and Myung Am couldn’t give up like that. 

That was the Heavenly Demon!

Jegal Sung had no idea why the man had approached the Justice Blood Sect, but he was definitely an enemy. 

I should stop him here.

Myung Am also nodded his head, thinking the same thing. 

Sharing just one glance, the two Absolute-realm masters quickly dashed towards Woon-seong. 

Hmm. Woon-seong watched as the two ran towards him. They didn’t even consider having a conversation and attacked immediately after finding out my identity. 

Woon-seong smiled bitterly. I see how bad the relationship between the Cult of the Heavenly Demon and the Orthodox martials is now. 

But that was that, and this was this. 

I first have to suppress them in order to have a civil conversation. 

Woon-seong raised his left hand. 

The blades, which had been swirling around Woon-seong, flew towards the two figures. 

At the same time, Woon-seong harnessed the mind tempering portion of the Divine Art of the Heavenly Demon. 

Mind Split, Double Will. 

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With it, Woon-seong now had increased control over the dancing blades. 

As if moving on their own, the blades flew into a different formation. 

What Woon-seong had mastered was not just the spear arts. 

Dozens of sword arts began to be executed. 

The Sage and Jegal Sung urgently stopped the attacks, but it was not easy. 

It’s not just one or two sword skills! It feels like fighting against many different masters.

Is it possible for one person to know so much about martial arts?

Clang—

Jegal Sung grit his teeth as he smacked a blade to the side with his fan. 

It was not impossible. 

Jegal Sung knew a lot of martial artists who had such a vast sea of knowledge.

It can’t be possible unless he is someone of the Spear Master Sect!

So it’s true that the descendant of the Spear Master Sect became the Heavenly Demon?

What he had thought impossible was quickly proven to be possible. 

However…

Why did the Heavenly Demon come to Zhongyuan?

That was a question Jegal Sung found puzzling. 

In the meantime, the Sage of Bright Rock had fallen. 

“Cough!”

Myung Am’s sword was cut in half and he was bowled over by a gust of wind.
With a hammer-like impact, the Sage slammed into a boulder and collapsed.

The Sage did not get back up. 

However, his body did twitch every now and then, confirming that he was at least alive. 

“Sage Myung!” Jegal Sung called out to him in shock. 

The broken part of the sword, swooped out of the air and aimed at the Sage’s neck. 

The others, however, changed direction mid-flight and charged towards Jegal Sung. 

Almost in a daze, Jegal Sung had to question what he was seeing.
“He only suppresses and does not kill?”

But he didn’t even have time to process the thought. 

Boom!

Metal pieces burst in the air, shattering above his head, and Jegal Sung dove for the ground. 

Kacha—

The sword in Jegal Sung’s hand was broken into three pieces. 

Shh. 

An array of blades aimed at him from above. 

Overwhelming defeat. 

A part of Jegal Sung whispered that his days as a military strategist were over. 

Beyond a wall of flames and debris, Jegal Sung could hear the voice of the Heavenly Demon.

“Looks like you’re ready to talk now.”