The Youngest Member of the Martial Alliance Chapter 187

Cheon Woojin looked down the cliff.

The Fourth Young Master, Namgung Jin, and Tang Soyeon were engaged in a life-or-death duel. It was a fierce battle where it wouldn't be strange if either side died at any mont.

Casting his gaze further, the battlefield was visible in a wide view.

The fighting Martial Alliance mbers, so were enraged by the death of their comrades, and others showed a determination to establish rit and make a na for themselves in this war.

Or there were those who cut down the Demonic Cultists one by one with a pure heart to realize justice.

The Demonic Cultists fighting them generally had monotonous emotions. They swung their swords with bloodshot eyes, and if their arms were cut off and they couldn't hold a sword, they stomped their feet, bit, and even headbutted.

The battlefield was one giant death.

To soone with truly sensitive ki sense like Cheon Woojin, those deaths were felt one by one, inside and out.

"..."

Looking at that battlefield, he felt strange.

It wasn't the common emotions like sorrow for death, chivalry, hostility, anger, or fear.

"What is the aning of this war?"

Saying so, he looked at the Fla Demon Sect Leader and the Won Family Head.

Behind the two were the elites of the Won family, who were already corpses.

"You two."

"..."

"What is the Demonic Path?"

The two looked at Cheon Woojin like he was a madman.

Isn't this not the question to ask in this situation?

However, Cheon Woojin's expression was more serious than ever.

He learned the Righteous Path from the White Master, and the Black Path from the Black Master. Both of them despised the Demonic Path. If so, he was curious how those who actually devoted themselves to the Demonic Path viewed it.

"The Demonic Path, what is the Demonic Path!"

The Fla Demon Sect Leader suddenly raised his voice. Due to his bumpy, muscular build, it seed as if Mount Tai itself was breathing.

He roughly stroked his smooth, bald head a few tis with his large hand, and suddenly drew a thick smile.

"Fighting. Fighting endlessly to beco stronger. Becoming stronger until there is no higher place to climb, and continuing to fight to do so."

"I see."

"Do you understand?"

Cheon Woojin nodded and said calmly.

"It wasn't particularly persuasive."

"It's not about persuading, it's about subjugating. That is the Demonic Path."

A strange light flashed in Cheon Woojin's eyes.

"This ti it sounds plausible."

He felt like he knew a little bit about what the Demonic Path was.

And why his two masters despised the Demonic Path.

"Then show your Demonic Path."

"Hehe, I should."

The Fla Demon Sect Leader clashed his two fists together.

A sound like thunder bursting between his fists was heard. Flas soared from his entire body.

"Family Head, I will go first."

"Let's go together."

The Won Family Head said words he didn't an.

The Fla Demon Sect Leader also knew this. The Won Family Head was the type of guy who would fight together but then stealthily step back to look for an opportunity.

Rather than seeing that sight, it was better to fight first.

"You should think of your son too. Seeing what the Fourth Young Master is doing, if he loses his father, he'll probably sit on the floor and cry like a baby."

"W-what did you say..."

The Won Family Head was flustered by the sudden harsh words.

Regardless, the Fla Demon Sect Leader glanced at him and imdiately threw his body towards Cheon Woojin.

Thinking about the future, there was no need to deliberately spit out harsh words to provoke the head of the Six Demonic Families, but...

Perhaps he had an intuition. That this fight might be the last ti he would unfold his Demonic Path.

His large body cut through the wind and rushed forward.

It was so fast that a long, dark red tail followed the trajectory of his advance.

Soon, the Fla Demon Sect Leader clenched his fist heavily and pulled his shoulder all the way back. His already large muscles began to swell as if they would burst at any mont.

Fla Demon One Fist.

It was called the second strongest fist in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

The first was, of course, the Heavenly Demon Divine Fist.

However, the Fla Demon Sect Leader thought inwardly. That his fist would actually be much stronger than the Heavenly Demon Divine Fist of the Demonic Path and the Hundred Step Divine Fist of the Righteous Path.

Soon, the distance between the two narrowed in an instant. Even then, Cheon Woojin just stood in place and took a stance. Fighting bare-handed instead of with a staff and fan after a long ti aroused his interest quite a bit.

Cheon Woojin's fist was also imbued with dark, murky Dark Heavenly Ki.

It didn't burn red like the Fla Demon Sect Leader's, but strangely, it looked even more like a fla.

The Fla Demon Sect Leader thought that if one were to pull up flas from hell, it would be exactly that color.

Soon, the fists of the two t head-on.

The Fla Demon Sect Leader didn't know detours or tricks. He just struck with overwhelming power and speed.

An explosion and ki wave burst out once.

To withstand the repulsive force, the Fla Demon Sect Leader operated the profundity of the Thousand Catty Fall. He planted his two feet firmly on the ground like the roots of an ancient tree.

He already knew he couldn't break it in one blow.

The Fla Demon Sect Leader's martial arts were truly simple and ignorant. His technique was also only the Fla Demon One Fist.

He just thrust it faster and stronger.

If he couldn't break it, he would just thrust it until it broke.

The Fla Demon Sect Leader swung his two fists continuously.

Dark red flas sparked wildly from his fists to his forearms.

Cheon Woojin also thrust his fists wrapped in Dark Heavenly Ki to match him. There was no particular na for the technique. In the first place, he had hardly learned close-quarters combat from his two masters.

In an instant, over twenty exchanges passed.

The Fla Demon Sect Leader's face turned red as if it would burst.

His pants looked like they would burst at any mont due to his hugely swollen thighs from enduring the trendous repulsive force.

"Good!"

The Fla Demon Sect Leader raised his voice.

It truly sounded like thunder striking.

His face was filled with ecstasy. Before he knew it, blood was flowing from his fists and his bones were twisted, but he was only filled with joy.

The fists didn't stop.

The surroundings of the two had already turned into a wasteland due to the ki waves.

"Die! Die! Die!"

The Fla Demon Sect Leader cursed his opponent like a spirit shout.

His forearm had already been pushed back entirely, and the bone was protruding from his elbow. Nevertheless, the Fla Demon Sect Leader didn't stop his fists.

His Demonic Path ntioned earlier was true.

Fighting, and fighting again.

To beco stronger, to climb higher.

He fought a lot even when the Cult Leader was alive. He picked fights with the other Seven Demonic Sect Leaders whenever he was bored. He fought every martial artist he saw, and usually killed them all.

Therefore, everyone in the Divine Cult avoided him, except for the Won family, with whom he had so acquaintance.

Everyone called him a madman, a fighting dog, and so on.

"Hahahaha!!"

The Fla Demon Sect Leader's laughter continued for a long ti.

His eyes were half-turned with ecstasy.

After about fifty exchanges, his fists slowed down a bit.

Cheon Woojin's fist, digging into that opening, struck the Fla Demon Sect Leader's face.

His nose collapsed.

Nevertheless, the fists didn't stop.

Even if his ribs were broken, his cheekbones sank, and his left shoulder was blown away entirely, he didn't stop.

"Hehe... Die, die."

The Fla Demon Sect Leader continuously thrust his right fist with half-closed eyes. However, because all his strength was drained, it was too slow and he couldn't even extend it fully, so it didn't reach Cheon Woojin.

Cheon Woojin stood still and looked at such a Fla Demon Sect Leader.

"So this is the Demonic Path."

He felt like he knew why the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult boasted such a long history. Even if only one such martial artist appeared in a generation, they could continue their lineage.

"I said die. Die."

The Fla Demon Sect Leader staggered and continued to thrust his fist.

His flas had already died down a long ti ago.

Cheon Woojin looked at him indifferently. Anyway, this much was enough to respect as a single Path.

Although his masters despised the Demonic Path, they told him never to ignore a martial artist who fights back sincerely.

"Good."

Cheon Woojin clenched his fist.

It was the sa movent as before, but the energy contained in the fist was incomparably massive.

The fist was fully wrapped in Dark Heavenly Ki.

It was so fierce that it endlessly collided with the surrounding air, scattering things like pitch-black lightning in all directions.

The pupils of the Won Family Head, who was watching this, trembled. The energy contained in that fist was truly extraordinary.

'I can't block that.'

Not just the Fla Demon Sect Leader, but he himself couldn't block it either.

No, it would be difficult for anyone in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult of the current era.

'Today is not the day.'

His judgnt was fast, and his actions were even faster.

The Won Family Head withdrew his Flower Fire Sword and tried to run away imdiately. The Fla Demon Sect Leader would buy him ti to escape by taking the last exchange with his whole body. He planned to quickly pull himself out, take his son, and retreat first.

Cheon Woojin also noticed this.

However, he didn't bother to go catch the Won Family Head.

Rather, respect for the martial artist nad Fla Demon Sect Leader was more important.

"It was an impressive Demonic Path."

"...Die."

It was the Fla Demon Sect Leader's last words.

Cheon Woojin's one fist was thrust.

It wasn't a very fast speed, but the Fla Demon Sect Leader, who was facing it, stopped punching and widened his eyes. Didn't it feel like the whole world was crashing down on him?

Soon, Cheon Woojin's fist touched his chest.

An explosion that truly shook the earth occurred.

A large hole was pierced in the Fla Demon Sect Leader's back, and dark, murky Dark Heavenly Ki spewed out from there like a waterfall.

Soon, the hole expanded its range. The Fla Demon Sect Leader's entire body was gnawed away by the Dark Heavenly Ki. The very trace that a person nad Fla Demon Sect Leader had been in this place was disappearing.

Soon, when Cheon Woojin felt his wrist beco stiff, which was rare.

Nothing remained in the direction he thrust his fist.

Not grass, not trees, not rocks, not even people.

It was as if the world itself within that range had been completely erased.

Cheon Woojin strode forward.

Not far away was the Won Family Head.

His left arm had completely disappeared. It had been within the range of Cheon Woojin's last fist.

"M-monster-like bastard."

"That's a boring story."

The Won Family Head pressed the blood points on his empty shoulder to stop the bleeding.

He had no will to fight at all. Having seen such a sight just a mont ago, how could he have the mind to fight?

"If you let go, I will stop the war. I'll take responsibility."

"You don't look like you have the power to do that."

"My son is a Young Master of the Demonic Cult. Also, the Second Young Master seed to hate the war. Then it's like two of the Young Masters opposing it, so it's entirely possible."

"Hmm."

Cheon Woojin fell into thought for a mont.

For so reason, he kept getting curious about the Second Young Master.

When he first sneaked into the Demonic Cult, the innkeeper who worried about him also ntioned the Second Young Master and said he was a good person.

The Third Young Master, who was like a scoundrel, called the Second Young Master a hypocritical human being.

Also, now the head of the Six Demonic Families was calling the Second Young Master a pacifist.

"What is the Second Young Master's na?"

"Jin Somyeong. He is the eldest son of the Jin family, one of the Six Demonic Families."

"I see."

Cheon Woojin nodded casually.

Seeing that, the Won Family Head hurriedly continued his words.

"The Fourth Young Master hasn't completely escaped my embrace yet anyway. He will definitely listen to . Also, the Second Young Master is a person who truly hates war. Of course, you'll be suspicious. The Demonic Cult seen by the orthodox faction bastards must be a tribe crazy about blood and fighting. But, it's not. Even within the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, there are various Demonic Paths..."

"I know."

Cheon Woojin dismissed his words with a single sentence.

There are various Righteous Paths in the Martial Alliance, and there are various Black Paths in the Black Plaque.

The Alliance Leader's Righteous Path, the Inspection Hall Master's Righteous Path, and the Chief Strategist's Righteous Path were all different.

The Black Plaque Lord's Black Path, the Young Fortress Lord Ha Inseong's Black Path, and the First Wolf's Black Path, who gave him the token of gratitude and grudge, also looked different.

So there must be people with various beliefs in the Demonic Cult too. Within the huge frawork of the Demonic Path, each harbors different thoughts, and depending on who becos the Cult Leader, it could beco a completely different Demonic Cult.

"Just looking at you and the person who just died, it's different. At least his Demonic Path, who truly enjoyed fighting and died, looks better than your Demonic Path, which pushes people into a fight and runs away."

Cheon Woojin didn't know the identity of the Fla Demon Sect Leader.

He just thought of him as a hot, muscular old man.

When the Won Family Head couldn't continue his words.

Cheon Woojin looked straight into his eyes and said.

"Why should I let you go? If the Second Young Master is such a decent person, I can just kill everyone else except him."

That was more certain and faster.

Above all, he was curious about this person called the Second Young Master. What kind of Demonic Path did he harbor and live by? If even he wasn't to his liking, then the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult would suddenly disappear from the world.

(End of Chapter)