Rebirth of the Thunder God

A sword flew towards Namgung Hui from the darkness.

And it was a sword that had suddenly appeared without any presence.

It seemed as if Namgung Hui's neck was about to be cut off by the sword.

-Clang!

But Namgung Hui, as if he had been waiting.

He deflected the sword with his fist, which was even covered in fist ki.

"Do you think I would be careless, leaving the Black Killing Troop behind? I saw you hiding like a rat earlier."

Assassins themselves showed an extremely weak side in a frontal confrontation.

Since Black Shadow, whose realm was lower than Namgung Hui's, had revealed himself like this, there was no way he could beat Namgung Hui.

That's why.

-Smash!

His skull was crushed in one blow.

Not a hint of mercy was embedded in the Thunder God's fist strike.

Only punishment was delivered.

Black Shadow's body collapsed limply, like a long shadow.

Namgung Hui, after confirming Black Shadow's breathing, turned his body and asked.

"Dugu Cheon. But why aren't you using demonic arts?"

"I don't have the talent to use something I haven't learned. And you, are you a successor of the Thunder Sect? It seems the martial arts of the Thunder Sect were hidden in the martial arts library."

Dugu Cheon's guess was plausible.

Since the Thunder God had died without taking any disciples, it was almost impossible to inherit his true legacy.

It would be a more reasonable inference that it was left in the family of his sworn brother, the Martial God, with whom he had a close relationship.

Namgung Hui also had nothing to say, so he nodded slightly and said.

"Yes. I did have a fortuitous encounter. But what on earth is the great cause that you're plotting something like this?"

Namgung Hui couldn't understand.

A great cause. It meant plotting a great thing.

What did that have to do with ambushing the Namgung family?

"Of course, it's the announcement of revenge and the second coming. The Namgung family is one of those sacrifices, and the prelude to our brilliant revival will be announced all over the martial world."

"You mean you've struck other places too?"

"Cough……! You can find that out for yourself."

Namgung Hui briefly considered torturing Dugu Cheon, but he decided to deal with the enemy's reinforcements first.

‘I don't know if I should press his vital points.’

There were many types of restrictions in the Demonic Cult.

There were those that were activated the moment a specific word was mentioned, like Dugu Yujin.

And there were also restrictions that were activated as soon as one's vital points were pressed.

If he pressed Dugu Cheon's vital points and the restriction was activated, it would be all for nothing.

But he didn't feel like just subduing him either.

He didn't know when he would regain consciousness and launch a surprise attack.

If that were the case, it would be better to kill him.

As Namgung Hui approached, exuding killing intent, Dugu Cheon sensed that it was the last moment of his life.

Perhaps that's why he let out a mad laugh, as if he had gone crazy.

"Haha! To lose to a guy who's only at the level of a rising star. No matter how careless I was, it's my defeat. But I can't die at your hands. Ten Thousand Demons Bow in Submission. The Divine Cult's Second Coming!"

-Bang!

Dugu Cheon, like Dugu Yujin, had his restriction activated, and his head exploded.

It was a futile death for a transcendent master.

But he himself would never think so.

He would think it was a valuable death that announced the second coming of the cult.

Namgung Hui stared at Dugu Cheon's collapsing body for a moment and then turned his body to check Namgung Uncheon's condition.

‘He doesn't seem to have any major problems. It's been a long time, so I didn't control the power well, but it's a relief.’

Still, since he was the head of the Namgung family, it was only natural that it would end like this.

And so, Namgung Hui gently placed the unconscious Namgung Uncheon on the floor and then threw his body in the direction where Dugu In had disappeared.

* * *

The time Namgung Hui was in the middle of a battle.

Baek Seolhwa was struggling on her own.

It was an internal conflict with herself.

‘That guy named Namgung In. He was related to the Divine Cult. I thought his face was familiar, as expected.’

But strangely, even after recognizing the Sosu Mahu's Demonic Art, he didn't show any sign of knowing it.

On the contrary, hadn't he even silenced his own younger brother by making him faint?

In the first place, even though he had a chance to expose it to Namgung Hui, he was silently passing it off as a misunderstanding.

‘Well. If he's a Divine Cult member, he can't just talk about me.’

Has the Divine Cult really been revived?

Perhaps the fact that she had regained the memories of her past life was also related to this.

And the reincarnation of that guy named the Thunder God was probably the heavens trying to maintain balance.

But now, the Sosu Mahu was a person of the Moon Maiden Palace.

She couldn't help but be in agony.

Because she had more memories of her past life, her ego was also stronger in the days of the Sosu Mahu.

If so, it would be right to announce her existence to the revived Divine Cult and join them.

But for some reason, Baek Seolhwa didn't want to do that.

‘If that happens, I'll have to fight with the Thunder God like in my past life. Until we kill each other.’

She didn't feel like it.

She didn't want to do it.

She didn't want to lose him either.

Besides Namgung Hui, who had become her friend, if she entered the Divine Cult, it was clear that having the ordinary family she had wanted would be out of the question.

That couldn't happen.

She couldn't repeat her past mistakes.

Then would it be enough to just pretend not to know?

That guy named Namgung In didn't seem to open his mouth, so wouldn't it be okay to just watch?

She bit her lip.

No matter what, she was a person who had once risen to the position of vice-leader.

Was it okay to just pretend not to know the cult members like this?

When she was in the middle of a fight with herself.

"Keuk……!"

The fainted Namgung Sang began to regain consciousness.

He opened his eyes with a frown, and as soon as he recognized Baek Seolhwa, he said in a frightened voice.

"D-Sosu Mahu……."

-Stab!

Namgung Sang, without even finishing his words, looked down at his chest.

A beautiful, slender hand was embedded there.

Emitting a fatally beautiful purple light.

"Cough! As expected…… a witch……."

As soon as he finished speaking, Namgung Sang's head drooped as if it had finished its job.

Since it had finished its job, no breath came out.

Only the heart was stubbornly spitting out red blood.

‘I've done it. Still, he was a guy who was going to die anyway. And he was an enemy of that guy.’

Perhaps because Namgung Sang had regained consciousness, Lee Sang-ah and Seomun Hye were also regaining consciousness in succession.

"Ouch……. My head. Huh? Young Palace Mistress! Are you okay?"

Lee Sang-ah, who had belatedly discovered Baek Seolhwa, quickly got up and ran over.

Baek Seolhwa, looking at Lee Sang-ah's complexion, asked.

"I'm fine. And you, are you okay? I think you hit your head earlier."

Lee Sang-ah hit her own head and said.

"Hehe. Me. My head is strong. Actually, I wasn't going to faint, but I was too careless. To think that a Namgung family member would launch a surprise attack like this. Who would have imagined?"

"Well, since they were enemies of that guy, it was a foreseeable event. He even warned me, but I couldn't tell you."

"Ah. Is that so? But why us, the guests?"

"They must be plotting some kind of evil scheme. A huge evil scheme that we shouldn't interfere with."

"What are you going to do, Young Palace Mistress? Are you going to help Young Master Namgung Hui?"

"I wonder."

It was what she had been agonizing over until now.

She couldn't easily make a decision.

As Baek Seolhwa fell into silence, Seomun Hye suddenly raised her finger and shouted.

"Young Palace Mistress! Look over there. It looks like Namgung In is running away."

When you see someone running away, you want to chase after them.

Baek Seolhwa also couldn't resist that impulse and decided to chase after Namgung In.

"I'll follow him. You guys wait here."

"Yes. Then we'll look for other survivors."

Baek Seolhwa nodded and threw her body.

* * *

Namgung Hui, following Dugu In's traces, moved his feet diligently, but his traces were soon cut off.

‘As expected, the Dark Fragrance Mark. Almost no traces are left. By the way, how did a secular disciple learn a direct lineage martial art?’

Was it because his talent was outstanding? Even so, the Mount Hua Sect did not teach their secret arts to secular disciples at all.

In the first place, if they taught everything like that, who would enter as a direct lineage disciple?

Anyway. Thanks to that stealthy lightness skill, Namgung Hui was in a bit of a predicament.

When Namgung Hui was on top of a building, looking for Dugu In's traces, another person was flying over the buildings.

That person was none other than Baek Seolhwa.

Namgung Hui, at her appearance, felt a sense of relief and disappointment at the same time.

‘I thought she would follow me, what has she been doing until now? I'll have to go and ask.’

Namgung Hui threw his body towards Baek Seolhwa.

Even though he diligently performed his lightness skill, the distance didn't seem to decrease.

As expected, Baek Seolhwa was also a great master.

On the contrary, perhaps because her body was lighter than Namgung Hui's, it even felt as if she had some leeway.

The chase, which was a chase and being chased, soon ended as Baek Seolhwa's figure stopped.

Namgung Hui was about to pretend to know her, but at the sound of weapons from the opposite side, he first turned his gaze in that direction.

‘Dugu In! You're here.’

But looking closely, it seemed he was in a battle with the Firmament Guard.

Since the Firmament Guard was clearly on the defensive, he could no longer just stand by and watch.

"Baek Seolhwa. You help too."

"……."

As soon as he finished speaking, Namgung Hui flew his body first, but for some reason, Baek Seolhwa was just standing there blankly.

‘What's wrong? Why is she just standing there? Is she hurt somewhere?’

But looking at her footwork from before, she didn't seem to be hurt or have anything wrong.

But to just stand there without even answering.

But Namgung Hui's thoughts did not last long.

"Keuk!"

A Firmament Guard member's arm flew into the air, and a fountain of blood gushed out.

The other members, even though they were covered in blood, couldn't move.

Because if they moved carelessly, the formation would collapse.

They were that much on the defensive.

And above all, the number of black-clothed men surrounding the Firmament Guard was greater.

Namgung Hui immediately sent out the Explosive Thunder Palm with all his might.

The secret technique, Light Burst, that he had used when escaping from the underground prison.

As the explosion of light attacked the enemy, this time, the screams of the black-clothed men rang out.

"Keuk!"

"Keoheok!"

But half of them couldn't even let out such a scream.

That's how much of Namgung Hui's anger was loaded into the Explosive Thunder Palm.

The surviving enemies looked at Namgung Hui, swallowed hard, and stopped their hands.

Dugu In, who had belatedly recognized Namgung Hui, quickly pointed at Namgung Hui and shouted.

"We have to catch that guy first!"

The Firmament Guard members were also just staring at Namgung Hui's sudden appearance with a dazed expression.

Namgung Hui grinned at them and threw a word.

"You've all worked hard. I'll take it from here, so you all rest."

Namgung Hui decided not to hide his military power anymore.

He had been waiting for the right time to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop anyway.

Now it was time for the hidden dragon to ascend as a thunder dragon.

Namgung Hui raised his body to the extreme with the Pure Thunder Essence.

His muscles and nerves were activated, and his senses also became extremely sensitive.

Thanks to that, he could also clearly feel the anxious breaths of the enemies.

A tension that was as taut as a bowstring.

The enemies, unable to overcome the pressure, rushed in first.

The sword force of the black-clothed men who had formed a sword formation poured down as if to split Namgung Hui.

-Swish!

It was definitely a sword formation they had polished over the years, and their coordination was even better than the Firmament Guard's.

It was a rare group dance that felt quite different from the Demonic Cult's.

But it was not enough to catch Namgung Hui.

He was helplessly toyed with by his body movements, which had become faster with the Pure Thunder Essence.

Every time Namgung Hui swung his hand, the enemies floated in the air.

Some with a palm strike.

Some with a kick.

Some with a fist strike.

They fell, hit by different successive attacks.

Soon, the number of black-clothed men had been reduced to a quarter.

Dugu In, who couldn't watch anymore, joined in, but the tide of the battle had already turned too much.

"We'll help the Fourth Young Master too!"

"Waaah!"

As the Firmament Guard, whose morale had risen, also joined in.

Namgung Hui entrusted the black-clothed men to them and approached Dugu In.

"Dugu In. Dugu Cheon left you his last words. Would you like to hear them?"

"Father is dead? Not at all. That's impossible. If you're trying to test me with a cheap trick, don't even try. I don't believe you."

"Well, then that's that. Come at me. Let's see the end."

Dugu In also realized that the situation was not going well.

The fact that Namgung Hui had come this far meant that his father, Dugu Cheon, was not safe.

Either he had died with Namgung Uncheon.

Or his movements were restricted.

‘It's okay. The great cause has begun anyway! No one can go against it.’

Dugu In, who had steeled his resolve, firmly closed his mouth and rushed at Namgung Hui.

It was a reckless charge, as if victory or defeat no longer mattered.

-Clang!

Even though a sword and a fist had met, a deafening metallic sound rang out.

Dugu In, at Namgung Hui's fist art, showed a slight interest and asked.

"Did the Namgung family have a fist art? When did you practice it to this extent?"

"I told your mother, didn't I? Ask her when you go to the other world. Then she'll kindly tell you. To do that, I'll have to send you quickly."

Namgung Hui performed his specialty, the successive attacks.

Pretending to attack the upper body with his fist, he attacked the lower body with a kick.

He couldn't react quickly because of the dazzling flash.

Then the result was obvious.

-Crack!

With the sound of a bone breaking, Dugu In's knee was brought down.

A foot flew at his face in succession.

Dugu In hurriedly raised his arm to block the kick.

-Crack!

This time too, his arm was broken without fail.

Namgung Hui, as if he was doing it on purpose, slowly broke all his limbs.

"Now that I've broken all your limbs, shall I smash the remaining five limbs?"

Dugu In, who was in pain, wanted to ask what the five limbs were, but at Namgung Hui's successive attacks, he realized what it was with his bones.

-Smash!

With the feeling of something bursting, a scream came out on its own.

A different dimension of intense pain from when his limbs were broken.

"Kuaaak! You son of a bitch. What the hell are you doing! Just kill me!"

"Why would I just kill you? You've made such a mess of this family, so it's only fair that I wipe out your seed too."

Namgung Hui suddenly recalled a piece of knowledge he hadn't known in his past life, but he soon shook off the thought and approached Dugu In.

"Well, I can kill you at this point. Your last words?"

"Last words? Alright. As an older brother, I'll give you one piece of advice. Be careful of the 'Hui'."

"What? Hui? Ah. Are you perhaps talking about the guys related to the Heretic Alliance?"

Namgung Hui fumbled with the jade plaque in his pocket and thought.

A jade plaque with the character 'Hui' exquisitely engraved on it.

In fact, he had wondered if those guys were also related to the Demonic Cult, but it seemed they were not allies.

‘I'll get the information soon anyway, so there's no need to find out from that guy. And I can't trust him either.’

"Haha. You can find out the rest for yourself. Ten Thousand Demons Bow in Submission, the Divine Cult……."

Namgung Hui, before the restriction could be activated, quickly struck Dugu In's celestial spirit gate with the side of his hand.

Even at the last moment of his death, Dugu In did not fear death at all.

This is why the Demonic Cult members were scary.

For their desired purpose, they even threw their lives away like straw.

As Dugu In's body collapsed like straw, a manual slipped out of his pocket.

The moment Namgung Hui saw its title.

He couldn't contain his astonishment.

‘Why is this here?’

[Purple Mist Divine Art]

The number one secret art of the Mount Hua Sect had come out of Dugu In's pocket.

(End of Chapter)