Chapter 107 : Poison Jiangshi
My eyes sank cold.
Maeng Cheol recognized the Blood Poison Demon n pouring out from underground.
The faces of the Beast n and Miao People were grotesquely twisted.
‘They are already dead.’
They could no longer be considered alive.
They were slaughter weapons that had lost their egos and only craved blood.
“Kuhahaha! How is it, Maeng Cheol? The little brothers you cherished have now beco hunting dogs targeting your neck! Isn't this true evolution!”
At Bi Han’s sneer, Maeng Cheol trembled all over.
“Bi Han!!!”
“Now, kids! Tear those guys apart!”
-Kuooh!
At Bi Han’s command, the Blood Poison Demon n let out beast-like roars and rushed in.
‘They are fast.’
Whether their ridians were forcibly twisted by the Blood Cult’s secret art, the physical abilities of the Blood Poison Demon n seed to have exceeded human limits.
“Squad Leader Baek, Yu So-dong, Wi Ji-yeong! I will leave the rear to you! It would be good if you could subdue the Miao People and Beast n without killing them… but if the situation doesn't allow it, do not hesitate!”
“Yes!”
At my command, the Small Snow Squad mbers moved in perfect order.
“Leave this place to us!”
Wi Ji-yeong’s flying dagger cut through the air and slowed the advance of the Blood Poison Demon n.
Baek Mu-yong wielded his heavy sword and blocked the charge of the demonic practitioners from the front.
Bang!
The battle began.
I pierced through the chaos and flew straight toward Bi Han.
“You said you were in cahoots with Hyeokryeon Geuk, right?”
Poison qi and Extre Yang Qi swirled up from both my palms.
“I would like you to tell what kind of agreent you made with Hyeokryeon Geuk?”
Bi Han leaped once again.
This ti, he twisted his body in the air and scattered dozens of blood-colored claw marks.
Blood Snake White Tiger Fist Blood Sea Ten Thousand Heavens!
The surroundings were filled with blood-colored trajectories.
A wide-area attack with nowhere to dodge.
But I had no intention of dodging.
Rather, I took a step deep into Bi Han’s attack.
Paat!
A huge fla barrier soared up from my entire body.
As soon as the blood-colored blood qi touched the fla, it evaporated with a sizzling sound.
“W-What! My blood qi is burning?”
“I guess Hyeokryeon Geuk didn't tell you about ?”
My hand stretched out toward Bi Han’s chest.
Bi Han hurriedly crossed his arms to block, but my palm was already touching Bi Han’s chest.
Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand, Soul Absorbing Life Stealing (攝魂奪命).
“Keoheuk!”
Bi Han’s eyes grew large as if they would pop out.
He felt bizarre poison qi penetrating into his body along with terrible high heat.
The ridians hardened by the Blood Cult’s secret art began to lt down in an instant.
“T-This can't be… How did you pierce through the blood qi……!”
“Whether it's blood qi or poison, it's all over if I burn it away.”
As I put strength into my hand, an explosive true qi burst out from inside Bi Han’s body.
Pop!
Bi Han’s body flew back dozens of jang and embedded into the wall.
Smoke rose from his entire body, and the tattoos that were glowing red faded away.
At that mont, a bizarre sound rang out from deep within the underground passage.
Deng— Deng—
As soon as the sound was heard, the rampaging Blood Poison Demon n stopped their movents all at once and prostrated on the floor.
And Bi Han also vomited blood and started laughing crazily.
“Hihihi… It's over. You guys… are finished now. ‘He’ has awakened.”
My complexion hardened for the first ti.
Overwhelming evil qi felt from inside the underground passage.
It was a true demonic aura that could not co from Bi Han.
***
At that ti.
Toward the main gate of the Poison Palace.
“Sa Man-so!!! I ca back from the underworld to strike your neck!”
Maeng Ho-seong’s roar shook the inner hall of the Poison Palace.
The old body that was just skin and bones after being gnawed by parasites was nowhere to be seen.
Maeng Ho-seong’s body, treated through Hyeokryeon Yeom’s Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand and Seol Ye-rin’s Yin Qi, was exuding wildness beyond his pri.
White Tiger Explosion Fist!
As Maeng Ho-seong’s fist cut through the empty air, a huge shape of a white tiger pounced on Sa Man-so.
“Y-You monster-like bastard……!”
The flustered Poison Palace Lord Sa Man-so hurriedly waved his sleeve.
Thick purple poison mist spread out like a curtain, but Maeng Ho-seong’s fist wind burning with rage tore that poison barrier apart like a sheet of paper.
Kwaaang!
The stone floor of the inner hall overturned as if exploding.
Sa Man-so flinched and retreated, and a deep pit was dug in the spot where he had been standing.
“Block them! What are you doing! Kill the intruders right now!”
At Sa Man-so’s shout, Black Spider Master Won Dok-myeong and Poison Spider Master Bi Hyeol-mae flew at the sa ti.
Thin poison threads spewed out from the Black Spider Master’s fingertips as if thousands of venomous snakes were popping out, and Bi Hyeol-mae spread red poison mist while chanting a bizarre spell.
“How dare you!”
At that ti, a cold voice that seed to freeze the venue rang out.
It was Seol Ye-rin.
As Seol Ye-rin lightly touched the ground, a huge ice barrier soared up around Maeng Ho-seong.
Ten Thousand Year Ice Spirit Wall.
Chiiik!
As soon as the Black Spider Master’s poison threads and Bi Hyeol-mae’s sorcery poison mist touched the ice wall, they froze white and lost their power.
Seol Ye-rin’s blue eye glint coolly scanned the Poison Palace masters.
As Seol Ye-rin stretched out her hand toward the empty air, blue snowflakes began to flutter in the sky of the Poison Palace.
It was a beautiful sight, but it was an on of death.
Wherever the snowflakes touched, the guards of the Poison Palace hardened into ice statues without even being able to scream.
It was the overwhelming power of the Ice Art that collapsed the enemy’s formation simultaneously with wide-area defense.
“This wench……!”
It was when Poison Spider Master Bi Hyeol-mae was about to rush at Seol Ye-rin while emitting killing intent.
Shuuuk!
Formless sharp energy blocked Bi Hyeol-mae’s feet.
It was the Diancang Sect Leader, Jang Il-jae.
He was snapping his fingers with a relaxed expression while still clasping his hands behind his back.
Four Overflowing Finger Art.
It was the unique finger art of the Diancang Sect.
“Hoho, did you say Poison Spider Master? This old man's fingers are itching to hit your acupoints. It would be good for your safety not to touch the Young Palace Head.”
The sharp energy spewing out from Jang Il-jae’s fingertips completely blocked the movents of the Black Spider Master and Poison Spider Master.
Since Diancang’s sword art was ever-changing, the two Poison Palace masters did not dare to even approach Seol Ye-rin or Maeng Ho-seong.
“Kuooooh! Sa Man-so, there is nowhere left to run!”
As Seol Ye-rin took charge of defense and Jang Il-jae took charge of containnt perfectly, Maeng Ho-seong could focus all his gong power solely on the one guy, Sa Man-so.
Maeng Ho-seong’s both hands transford like the front paws of a huge tiger.
The ultimate strike combining the beast's blood and human will was being prepared.
“T-This can't be! My Poison Palace, my kingdom, by rely these guys!”
Sa Man-so took out a black gourd bottle from his bosom as a last resort.
But before he could even open the bottle, Maeng Ho-seong’s fist embedded itself into his chest.
White Tiger Tearing Fang Fist Severing Mountain Ridge!
Kwaaaang!
Along with a roar that vibrated the entire inner hall, Sa Man-so’s body flew piercing through the wall.
“Palace Lord!”
“Ah!”
At the sight of the defeat of Poison Palace Lord Sa Man-so, an opponent he had already beaten once and whom they thought he could win against even if they fought again, the Poison Palace’s poison n despaired.
“As expected of the Young Palace Head. Thanks to you, we were able to defeat the Poison Palace Lord even without Young Hero Hyeokryeon coming…….”
Jang Il-jae looked toward the Poison Palace at the energy he suddenly felt.
He felt it too.
The ghost qi felt from inside the Poison Palace.
***
The mont I saw the existence appearing cutting through the darkness of the underground passage,
I instinctively felt the pores of my entire body standing on end.
Thud, thud.
The footsteps heard at regular intervals were terribly heavy.
The thing that finally revealed its appearance under the faint torchlight had a human shape but was a monster that could not be called a living spirit anymore.
Dark red binding ropes winding tightly around the whole body.
The skin visible between them had hardened like steel and had a blue glow, and burning blood-colored eye glints were spewing out from the hollow eye sockets.
-Keulkeul, be careful. It's a Poison Jiangshi.
-The Poison Palace guys finally crossed the line. It's a slaughter weapon that doesn't feel pain or get tired!
The warnings of the Sword Venerable and Demon Queen rang in my head.
“Hihihi… Look! This is the ultimate masterpiece made by the Poison Palace! No master in Murim will be able to block this guy's path!”
Bi Han, who was vomiting blood stuck in the wall, shouted in a voice full of madness.
Simultaneously with his shout, the Poison Jiangshi tilted its head crookedly and stretched out its hand toward Maeng Cheol, who was closest.
Shuaak!
“Maeng Cheol, dodge!!!”
If my shout had been a step late, a large hole would have been pierced in Maeng Cheol’s chest.
Maeng Cheol twisted his body with all his might, but the Poison Jiangshi’s fingernails grazed Maeng Cheol’s shoulder and made a deep wound.
“Kkeuak!”
The wound area turned black in an instant and began to rot.
It was not a simple external injury but a fatal Corpse Poison injected.
“Squad Leader Baek! Take Maeng Cheol and retreat! Tae Un-seo, Wi Ji-yeong! Seal that guy's movents!”
At the sa ti as I commanded, I raised the Extre Yang energy to the limit.
“Fla Fist.”
My fire fist embedded frontally into the Poison Jiangshi’s chest.
Fla exploded along with a roar of Bang!
A strike that would have blown away the upper body if it were a normal martial artist.
However, the Poison Jiangshi was only pushed back three or four steps and took its stance again as if feeling no pain.
Rather, the spot where my fist touched began to freeze with terribly cold energy.
‘It withstood the firepower of Fla Fist?’
The Poison Jiangshi was a monster that grew up eating poison.
Normally, my Extre Yang Qi should have been able to burn the guy.
‘What did they do to the Jiangshi?’
At that ti, in front of the Poison Palace’s inner hall.
“This energy is…….”
Jang Il-jae’s complexion turned pale.
As the Sect Leader of the Diancang Sect, he had experienced nurous unorthodox factions, but this was the first ti for such an ominous and huge evil qi.
Sa Man-so’s body, which had flown over the castle wall, wiggled and rose from the ruins.
Sa Man-so’s chest was crushed by Maeng Ho-seong’s punch, but he laughed like a madman and poured his blood onto the formation on the floor.
“…It's too late! The blood ritual is already over! Beast Palace Lord, Ice Palace wench! You will all beco Poison Jiangshi’s food……!”
Jjeojeojeok-
Sa Man-so’s entire body froze.
Seol Ye-rin had frozen him completely.
“Young Master Hyeokryeon……!”
Seol Ye-rin bit her lip.
Originally, it was the ti when Hyeokryeon Yeom should have subdued all the poison n of the Poison Palace and co this way.
The fact that he hadn't ant that a problem had clearly occurred.
At the thought that Hyeokryeon Yeom might be in danger inside the Poison Palace, Seol Ye-rin’s eyes began to be dyed with a cool blue light.
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