Chapter 113 : Blood Pond
I put down the empty teacup and smiled fishily.
At the bottom of the teacup, the remains of the burnt-to-death Blood Snake Worms were stuck as black powder.
"Why are you looking at like that? The tea from the offering hall tastes quite excellent. Though it was a bit uncomfortable to drink because there were too many solid bits."
Ji Myeong's facial muscles, which had been benevolent, twisted grotesquely.
The fact that I was fine after swallowing the Blood Snake Worms ant that the opponent had not only already seen through this poisonous plot but also possessed inner qi strong enough to chew and swallow the poison itself.
"...You bastard, what is your identity?"
"I am just the Small Snow Squad Captain escorting the Young Palace Head."
"Just an escort?"
"Yes, the Young Palace Head's escort has one thing to ask the monk."
I slowly stood up from my seat.
The wooden floor where my footsteps touched was charred black and spewed out steam.
"Where did you lock up the Abbot?"
"Kikik, kihihihi!"
Ji Myeong no longer hid his true intentions and laughed, making a rasping sound.
As his red eyes were blatantly revealed, the energy of the surrounding monks also turned ferocious all at once.
"I don't know how on earth you noticed the strangeness, since you shouldn't be able to sense the blood qi. Fine! Since you are a life that will be offered as a sacrifice to the Blood Pond anyway, I will cut off your breath right now!"
As Ji Myeong waved his sleeve, dozens of Dharma wheels imbued with pitch-black demonic energy rushed toward .
Crackle—!
However, before the Dharma wheels could reach , a huge ice wall blocked the entire guest hall.
Seol Ye-rin's Ice Art exploded, instantly freezing the air inside the dining hall.
"I am the only one who can lay a hand on the Third Young Master. Do not stain him with your disgusting sll."
Seol Ye-rin's blue hair fluttered as if blown by a strong wind.
As Seol Ye-rin flicked her finger, ice fragnts beca arrows and pierced the shoulders and chests of the monks.
"Miss Seol, can I leave this place to you?"
"Don't worry. I will turn all these fake monks into ice statues for you."
Before I could even hear Seol Ye-rin's answer, I stomped hard on the ground.
A fire fist struck the ground hard.
Boom—!
The secret passage leading to the basent of the Scripture Pavilion revealed itself with a roar.
A terrible sll of blood surged up like a fountain, but I threw my body into that darkness without hesitation.
-Keulkeul, the blood qi is getting thicker.
-You have to be careful. It's enough to bewitch a monk of the Great Thunder Temple; the Blood Pond is no different from the Blood Cult's bedroom.
Engraving the advice of the Demon Queen and the Sword Venerable, I sprinted through the underground tunnel.
Nurous skeleton stone statues were lined up on the walls, and they opened their eyes and crawled out whenever I passed by.
"Don't be botherso. I'm busy to death."
Purple flas stretched out from my hands like whips.
The burning flas wrapped around the skeletons at once, turning them into a pile of ash.
When I reached the end of the passage, a huge underground hollow appeared.
There was the 'Blood Pond' that Ji Myeong had ntioned.
The Abbot of the Great Thunder Temple was nowhere to be seen.
Should I say there was a substitute?
A pond filled with the blood of monks who died unjustly, and a giant man sitting in the blood foam with flashing red eyes located in the center was visible.
***
The giant man, the Sixth Blood Lord, Blood Eye Ghost Ma Seok-du, slowly opened his eyes inside the swamp of blood.
Ma Seok-du's body shape was twice as huge as an ordinary man.
Blood vessels protruded grotesquely over his copper-colored skin as if thousands of earthworms were squirming, and a forbidden symbol of the Blood Cult was branded red on his shaved scalp.
Ma Seok-du had been devouring the original qi of the monks rising from the Blood Pond until just now.
The blood imbued with the Buddhist Dharma of the Great Thunder Temple was sweeter than any spiritual dicine, and it fattened his demonic art.
"...A precious guest has arrived."
When Ma Seok-du opened his mouth, a turbid voice that sounded like scratching iron rang through the underground hollow.
As Ma Seok-du raised his body from the pond of blood, thick bloody water flowed down like a waterfall between his massive muscles.
Ma Seok-du stared at the uninvited guest who interrupted his al.
A man in black wrapped in purple flas. The energy he exuded was sothing hot and sharp that directly opposed the damp blood qi of this place.
'Is it this guy? The one said to have turned the Seventh Blood Lord into a handful of ash.'
Ma Seok-du's red eyes shimred.
When he heard the news that the Seventh Blood Lord Yeon Jeok-ha had died, he sneered.
Because he thought that the guy who was only good at petty tricks handling bones had finally failed his mission.
However, looking at the montum the man in front of him was exuding, he seed to understand why Yeon Jeok-ha had collapsed powerlessly.
"Even if that guy Yeon Jeok-ha was a disgrace to us Blood Lords, your blood that defeated a fellow Blood Lord will be quite useful."
Ma Seok-du reached out his huge hand and grabbed the blood water on the Blood Pond.
Then, the blood that was liquid instantly coagulated and transford into a huge axe with sharp spikes, the Blood Demon Axe.
"I am the Sixth Blood Lord, Ma Seok-du. I will tear out your heart and offer the hot Yang blood inside it to this Blood Pond."
Ma Seok-du kicked off the ground and shot forward.
It was an abnormal speed unbelievable for such a huge fra.
The Blood Demon Axe wielded by Ma Seok-du tore through the air and fell over Hyeokryeon Yeom's head.
Kwooong—!
The floor of the underground hollow collapsed with a huge impact, and a massive cloud of dust rose.
Ma Seok-du smiled fishily.
It was a power that would have left not even bones behind if hit directly.
However, the voice heard from beyond the dust was still calm as could be.
"You are worth your size after bathing in the monks' blood. But what to do? My blood is a bit hot, so you will get indigestion if you drink it."
Splitting the dust cloud, a blackish-purple fla flew aiming for Ma Seok-du's face like a whip.
Ma Seok-du flashed his Blood Eyes and glared at that fla.
Blood Eye Axe Art.
Blood Flow Freezing.
The red wave emitted from Ma Seok-du's eyes collided with Hyeokryeon Yeom's fla.
If it were an ordinary fla, it would have been extinguished on the spot, but Hyeokryeon Yeom's fla burned even more fiercely using Ma Seok-du's demonic qi as fuel.
Fwoosh!
The expression of the Sixth Blood Lord hardened upon seeing that fla.
'...He is not an ordinary guy?'
Ma Seok-du wiped the saliva gathered at the corner of his mouth and smiled with madness.
The stronger the prey, the greater the pleasure when drinking its blood.
***
Kwoong!
The underground hollow vibrated once again.
The grotesque wave emitted from Ma Seok-du's Blood Eyes tried to suppress my fla.
As the bastard's blood qi beca thicker, the firepower of the Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand burned even more furiously.
"Putting strength in your eyes won't solve everything. If you strengthened your body with the monks' blood, you should have played a bit more elegantly, Sixth Blood Lord."
I floated my body aiming for the gap where the bastard's Blood Demon Axe was pressing down on the floor.
As I rotated my body in the air and swung both hands, purple flas covered Ma Seok-du's whole body like a net.
-Keulkeul, he is a guy with solid outer arts. Burning the outer skin is not enough.
-Be careful! A fishy cold energy is coming up from behind!
At the sa ti as the Sword Venerable and Demon Queen's warning fell, a sharp sound of tearing air ca from behind my back.
Swoosh—!
I instinctively twisted my body. In that fleeting mont, dozens of blood-colored Dharma wheels embedded themselves in the spot where I had been standing.
Black smoke rose as the ground corroded wherever the Dharma wheels were embedded.
"...Is it Ji Myeong?"
As I turned my head, Ji Myeong appeared at the entrance of the underground passage with a grotesquely twisted smile.
The bastard's Buddhist robes were already torn here and there by Seol Ye-rin's Ice Art, and black blood vessels were squirming like earthworms over his revealed skin.
"Kihihi! The Young Palace Head is quite sothing. I stepped aside for a mont because I felt like my body would freeze first if I dealt with that ice girl."
As Ji Myeong unclasped his hands, a skeleton rosary dyed in blood flowed out from inside his sleeve.
"Lord Sixth Blood Lord, if we offer this guy's blood to the Blood Pond, the Blood Pond will be completed. I will help."
Ma Seok-du mumbled with a phlegmy voice as he placed the huge Blood Demon Axe on his shoulder.
"Ji Myeong, I ask again. What did you do with the Abbot?"
"That old man has already beco food for the Blood Snake Worms and is scheduled to die in the underground secret room and beco nutrients for the Blood Pond! Kihihi!"
At Ji Myeong's words, a fishy smile floated on my lips.
Because I gained the certainty that the bastards had kept the Abbot alive.
If he is still breathing, I just need to clean up these botherso guys and go save him.
"A pincer attack... The level of the Great Thunder Temple is quite a sight. One fake monk bastard, and one big monster."
I condensed the purple flas residing in both hands even more intensely.
I put the corrosive power of the Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand in my left hand, and the explosive firepower of the Extre Yang Body in my right hand.
"Consider it fortunate that Miss Seol didn't follow. If she saw guys like you with her personality, she would have frozen the entire underground of the Great Thunder Temple."
As soon as I finished speaking, Ma Seok-du and Ji Myeong rushed in from both sides simultaneously.
"Die!"
Ji Myeong's blood-colored rosary cut through the air and blocked all directions, and Ma Seok-du's Blood Demon Axe fell over my head once again.
"Who will die... you will soon find out."
Explosively pulling up the power of the qi center, I kicked off the ground.
The mont the Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand and the Extre Yang Qi intertwined,
"Poison Dragon Cannon Strike!"
With my roar, the entire underground hollow was dyed in purple light.
It wasn't a simple fire art. The poison qi of the Ten Thousand Heavens Poison Hand spewing from my left hand swallowed Ji Myeong's skeleton rosary.
Sizzle!
"W-What?!"
Ma Seok-du's Blood Demon Axe began to corrode and lt down.
"Lord Sixth Blood Lord!"
Seeing the Dharma wheels flying in again, I wore a smile on my lips.
Because the Dharma wheels Ji Myeong fired were also.
Gulp—!
Swallowed whole into the Poison Dragon's mouth.
"With this, it is the end."
Following that, purple flas tore apart the darkness of the underground hollow and collided head-on with the blood-colored blood qi.
An enormous explosion burst out from the Blood Pond in the underground of the Great Thunder Temple.
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