Chapter 194
"W-What should we do?"
"The curtain is cracking!"
"W-We're all going to die-e-e-e-e!"
Due to the attack of the heavenly army that had descended from the sky, in addition to the rain, lightning, and typhoon, the transparent protective curtain that Baek In-hwa had unfolded began to crack.
At that, the agitation of the people reached its peak.
"Don't get scared!"
"Didn't he say that everything is an illusion! Don't be agitated at all!"
"Rather, close your eyes and shut your ears!"
The leadership repeatedly shouted at the crowd, which was showing mental agitation, and gave them a sense of vigilance.
But it was a futile act.
How could they maintain their composure in a situation where the heavens and the earth were being turned upside down and the heavenly army had appeared and was thrusting its menacing tridents...
To make matters worse, the ground was now completely devastated by the rain that had fallen from the sky.
It was in a state of being submerged in rainwater to the point where it was impossible to tell if it was land or sea, and the mountains had completely collapsed and had not even left a trace.
If the protective curtain were to break, more than anything else, they would immediately fall and would not be able to avoid suffocating.
It was easy to say 'righteous mind', but it was impossible to maintain a righteous mind in such an extreme situation.
The hearts of the people were as precarious as a lantern in front of the wind.
On the other hand.
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The monks of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Hall, who were in a row a little lower in the sky than the crowd and were muttering a spell.
...three of them,
"Keu-eu-eu-euk!"
...weren't they letting out a single scream and spitting out crimson blood from their mouths!
'It's a terrifying formation...!'
'It's a formation made of truly terrible demonic aura and wicked spells!'
'I was trying to track down the caster of the spell and send a curse... but on the contrary, I ended up getting hit!'
The monks were planning to search for the caster of this outrageous formation, which had no way of being broken, and to launch an attack by unfolding a kind of spell called a curse.
But the terrible demonic aura that was contained in the great demonic blood formation itself and the caster's spell, on the contrary, began to attack the souls of the monks.
'I might die in an unexpected place!'
Abbess Hongryeon's heart was dyed with misery.
In the march that was proceeding like clockwork, she had been dreaming of a great victory.
If she could annihilate the successors of the Blood Cult in her generation and promote peace between the black and the white, she would be able to engrave a shining achievement in the history of the martial world as the first female Alliance Leader in history...
'Elder... it seems it was greed. Because I am lacking in virtue, perhaps the martial world will collapse here today.'
Really, perhaps.
...in the current situation where that great ambition might become a midsummer night's dream.
...she thought of the God of War, Moyong Cheon, who had been her long-time friend, her senior, and whom she had revered for her entire life.
Just then.
[It's too early for everyone to give up!!!]
That cry was a roar that echoed through the heavens and the earth, rather than a telepathic message, and,
[Are you going to die like this?]
...although it was a strange shout that was quite different from the method of the Wisdom-Light Heart Words or the Six Harmonies Telepathy that Gwangwon had shown,
[It's not over until it's over...]
...the important thing was.
...that that cry had sounded an alarm in the bodies, minds, and souls of the people who were gradually rotting with fear.
The owner of the voice was Baek In-hwa.
"Taishang Laojun, as urgent as the law, I obey the command!"
Just then, Baek In-hwa threw his body through the broken section of the protective curtain.
At the same time, the 100-odd top-grade talismans that were held in his hand flew freely in the hellish sky.
***
The [top-grade talismans] that Baek In-hwa had scattered were the best magical tools that only Baek In-hwa possessed.
Because not only in the Central Plains, but also in India, the Western Regions, Goryeo, the Southern Barbarians, and Japan, the [top-grade talismans] could not be obtained anywhere in the world.
Usually, the talismans used in the act of exorcism to drive away ghosts and evil spirits were [lowest-grade], and the talismans used in various spells, strange gates, and illusionary formations were [low-grade], and the talismans drawn by a practitioner whose magical power had reached its peak with the highest-grade cinnabar belonged to the [mid-grade].
In fact, since even the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Hall or Jeon Woo-chi could draw this [mid-grade talisman], was there a need to say more about the preciousness of the [top-grade talisman], which was two stages higher than that...
And Baek In-hwa had shown the feat of throwing a whopping 100 of such [top-grade talismans] at once.
Why?
Because he thought that was the only way to break the situation in the room.
And...
"M-My goodness! What is that?"
"Is that... the true ability of...?"
"I can't believe it even after seeing it..."
A light of astonishment appeared in the eyes of the people who were trembling with fear in front of the deepening defeat.
Because the [top-grade talismans] of Baek In-hwa, which had been scattered in the air.
...had at some point turned into about 100 beasts formed of blue gang ki...
***
"The spell of summoning the Heavenly Dogs..."
A few people with extremely sharp hearing could clearly hear it.
The incantation of Baek In-hwa that flowed out softly after the Taoist title 'Taishang Laojun, as urgent as the law, I obey the command!'.
And that incantation instantly turned into a huge dog of gang ki, and those dogs, baring their terrifying fangs, began to attack the heavenly army.
The spell of summoning the Heavenly Dogs...
The characteristic of this spell was that the heavenly dogs would absorb the caster's magical power as it was and would face the target.
In other words, the higher the caster's magical power, the more the power of the heavenly dogs would be doubled.
Therefore, as befitting the summoned beasts of Baek In-hwa, who had the best magical power in the world, the heavenly dogs, like fighting dogs that were mad with rage, bit the illusionary heavenly army that had descended from the sky.
At the same time.
A few talismans that had not yet transformed into heavenly dogs stuck to the cracks of the transparent protective curtain and burst into a dazzling light.
At some point, the light subsided, and the protective curtain that had been broken by the disaster of the illusion began to be restored.
"S-Sect Leader Baek!"
"How can we repay Sect Leader Baek's hard work!"
"Elder Baek..."
A sigh flowed from the mouths of the leadership.
Baek In-hwa.
And the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Hall were the only saviors now.
"Amitabha... let's all use the Wisdom-Light Heart Words and get a grip on the minds of the crowd."
"Yes, senior brother!"
"Yes, master!"
Master Gong-seung, who had been watching the terrible situation inside the protective curtain, made a half-bow and slowly opened his mouth.
Once again, from the ranks of the Shaolin side, a Buddhist scripture that stabilized people's souls flowed out with the method of the Wisdom-Light Heart Words.
***
"So-ah. What on earth are you talking about? How can you know where he is hiding and casting his spell in these deep mountains! As you said, it won't be easy to find such a rat, will it?"
Jeon Woo-chi looked at So-ah with a dumbfounded look and asked.
It was certain that there was a subject of magical power that was casting and maintaining the great demonic blood formation somewhere in this mountain.
Not only was the reaction of the Seon-yo-jong like that, but Jeon Woo-chi's instinct, whose senses and magical power had increased dramatically recently, had detected it.
But.
'He's not an ordinary person. I won't be able to find him with a spell that tracks the ki wave of magical power.'
Jeon Woo-chi soon came to the conclusion that it would not be easy to find the subject of the maze and illusionary formation.
Because the wave of ki that this sorcerer brat was emitting was not even, but was so messy and strange that it was impossible to track.
But.
"It won't be easy. But it's not impossible to find, is it?"
"Tracking magical power is not something that an ordinary person like you can do. And you haven't trained in the techniques of assassins like hiding, stealth, and tracking, have you?"
"Brother, you've been with me for several years now, right? You still don't know me."
"Huh?"
"Watch carefully."
So-ah smiled slightly and shook his shoulders.
Jeon Woo-chi still did not understand.
That was an action that So-ah sometimes did when he was about to beat someone up.
What on earth was his scheme?
But it did not take long for Jeon Woo-chi to resolve his doubt.
So-ah was extending his fist towards the dense forest of giant trees.
And that fist.
In an instant, it turned into a huge fist wind, and,
In one go, it completely destroyed the hundred-odd trees, the ground, the rocks, and the grass.
...nature itself.
"C-Crazy..."
Wang So-yeong's eyes widened like lanterns.
What kind of psychology was behind that crazy action of suddenly expressing a thrilling internal energy and blowing away the forest with a fist wind?
But Jeon Woo-chi was different.
Because Jeon Woo-chi knew what this strange action of So-ah meant.
He knew it too well, and better than anyone.
"You... you, surely?"
"That's right, brother."
"Are you in your right mind?"
"Do I look like I'm living in my right mind?"
"You crazy bastard..."
"Kekekeke."
So-ah was planning to twist the sorcerer's neck even if it meant devastating the mountain.
***
"Hide and seek! I can see your hair!"
"You rat-like brat. Please don't get caught. Huh? If you get caught, I'll make you shit and piss, you know."
"I'll pull out all your hair too!"
"Head, shoulders, knees, arms, knees, arms! I'll beat you alternately, you bastard!"
Is this a martial artist?
Or is it a ruffian?
If there was a mountain god, wouldn't he take an iron mace and hit So-ah's head with all his might?
It was not just a saying.
Jeon Woo-chi sincerely could not shake off such thoughts.
"You crazy bastard! The mountain god will be angry, the mountain god!"
It was inevitable...
Because So-ah was devastating Go-hap-san.
As the Storm of Heaven's Fury, which contained gang ki, was unfolded in a chain and extended to the forest, the mountains and rivers began to be destroyed as if a landslide had occurred.
The trees, the rocks, the earth.
Every place that the aftermath of the fist gang reached had disappeared without a trace.
The ruthless thought process of So-ah, who had planned this crazy act, was also ridiculous, but what was even funnier was the fact that So-ah was currently looking for the sorcerer by just unfolding his fist gang.
Was the fist gang the name of a dog in someone's house?
The fist gang was an attack that was more difficult to unfold than the sword gang or the saber gang, with the study of bare-handed fighting.
When a person with a natural talent, after taking elixirs like food and receiving the benefits of a martial arts golden spoon, such as bone-washing and marrow-cleansing, had trained in a secret technique in an orthodox way for a long time.
It was the fist gang that might or might not be unfolded.
But...
But look at that crazy person.
"Where are you hiding, you rat bastard! Come out-t-t-t-t!"
It was not an ordinary fist gang.
The ruthless lightning bolt contained in So-ah's Storm of Heaven's Fury was so tyrannical that it would burst the brain of a Vajra Bronze-Man just by touching it.
"Lady Wang..."
"Yes, Scholar Jeon Woo-chi."
"In your opinion, So-ah. Does he seem to be in his right mind?"
"Not at all."
"It seems certain that he's crazy, right?"
"Yes. It seems so."
Jeon Woo-chi and Wang So-yeong, as if it was too much trouble to even stop him, were just watching the 'forest destruction scene' of the hell instructor with a hollow look.
***
'...!'
'...!'
'...!'
The strongest sorcerers of the White Lotus Cult.
The seven sorcerers, who had mastered both the great art of the esoteric sect and the wicked spells of the unorthodox path and had unfolded the great demonic blood formation in Go-hap-san with their powerful magical power, stared at each other with eyes that could not hide their surprise.
Although the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Hall, who were trapped in the blood formation, had tried to track their magical power and find their true bodies, they had just burst into laughter.
It was not because they were superior sorcerers to the monks of the Heavenly Demon Sacred Hall.
It was just that due to the nature of the great demonic blood formation, the sacrifices trapped in the blood formation could never find the true body of the sorcerer, so they were carefree.
Of course, to activate the great demonic blood formation, a huge prerequisite was accompanied.
The great demonic blood formation was a formation that required the bodies of about 300 living people, various talismans for the activation of the formation, magical power, and furthermore, the soul of the caster.
But...
'What on earth is this!'
What they felt was a landslide.
They had felt a vibration as if an earthquake had occurred due to the crumbling ground from a distance.
Soon, the subject of that earthquake appeared before their eyes.
Grin—
That brat who was bombing the mountain was clearly smiling.
With a look like a yaksha of the underworld.
"Found you, you rat bastards."
The one sentence that came out of the yaksha's mouth was extremely frivolous.
"W-Who are you?!"
"It's me, you f*cking bastard.”
(End of Chapter)