The effect of the red energy wave emitted from the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram did not end with just Baek Sowol's party.
"Suddenly, my strength is draining."
"My internal energy is disappearing!"
The martial monks of Shaolin and the beggars of the Beggars' Sect, who could be called Baek Sowol's allies, began to collapse on the floor one by one.
On the contrary, the bodies of the Martial Alliance's martial artists began to overflow with vitality.
Although it was not to the extent of reaching the end of a realm in one breath like Namgung Jehyun, it was an appearance that seemed to have risen one or two steps.
Because of that.
"Kill the monks and tear the beggars apart!!"
A massacre began.
"Run! Damn it! Run!!"
"You monk bastards! Don't just stand there stupidly, run!"
The martial monks could not even resist properly, and the beggars were busy running away.
Numerous corpses began to pile up.
Fwoosh.
Shaolin began to burn.
The brilliant 700-year history began to turn into ashes.
Thud.
And Namgung Jehyun, who had created such a scene, approached Baek Sowol.
From the moment the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram was activated, stalling for time was meaningless.
Although it was not an event that had proceeded according to the original plan, if it continued like this, it would be finished without any major setbacks.
After reaching Baek Sowol's vicinity, Namgung Jehyun immediately raised his sword.
"There will be no pain."
"Die... uh..."
Baek Sowol's body twitched.
In her eyes, a killing intent that seemed capable of killing a person with just a gaze was overflowing.
Baek Sowol, who was crawling on the floor, bit Namgung Jehyun's ankle.
Although she bit with all her might, far from leaving a mark on his skin, all she did was tear off a little of his clothes.
Namgung Jehyun, admiring such a killing intent from Baek Sowol that even showed a glimpse of madness, struck down with his sword.
No, to be precise, he was about to strike down.
The reason he couldn't strike down was because Namgung Jehyun had caught a very small energy in the corner of his eye.
Imbued with a very thin and small, very faint internal energy.
'A needle?'
It was a fine needle used in common acupuncture.
Since it contained such a faint energy, he had not noticed it until now.
At that needle, which did not seem to be a threat at all, Namgung Jehyun felt a very ominous feeling.
Namgung Jehyun twisted his body and avoided the needle, which was not worth avoiding at all.
Since the needle was almost at close range, he could not avoid it completely.
The tip of the needle touched Namgung Jehyun's right shoulder very slightly and left only a very fine wound.
A wound like a slight prick with the tip of a needle, far from a fatal wound.
But.
"Keuk!"
The aftermath of that wound was great.
Starting from his shoulder, Namgung Jehyun felt the sensation in his arm disappear.
A paralysis symptom that was about to spread throughout his whole body in an instant.
Feeling the danger, Namgung Jehyun did not hesitate and grabbed the sword with his other hand, then cut off his right shoulder where the paralysis had begun.
Fortunately, there were no symptoms beyond the cut-off shoulder.
Having resolved the crisis, Namgung Jehyun glared and scanned his surroundings.
Several needles were flying at him.
Namgung Jehyun quickly swung his sword and deflected all the needles.
Although he had not been able to block it properly before because he had discovered it too late in a state of not knowing its existence, as long as he knew of its existence, blocking it was an easy task.
Namgung Jehyun raised his inner vision with his internal energy and looked at the place where the needles had flown from.
There was a small-statured girl who contained a very faint energy, just like that needle.
A girl who could never be a threat to Namgung Jehyun, who had reached the end of a realm beyond the transcendent.
Namgung Jehyun performed his lightness skill in one breath and arrived in front of the girl.
The girl belatedly discovered Namgung Jehyun and was about to throw the needle in her hand.
But Namgung Jehyun's right arm, which had regenerated at some point, instantly deflected the needle in the girl's hand and then grabbed her neck and lifted her up.
"Ruined."
The girl muttered nonchalantly with a nonchalant face and looked at Namgung Jehyun with indifferent eyes.
At the girl's nonchalant face, Namgung Jehyun let out a hollow laugh without realizing it.
"How strange. How strange. Although you are the faintest and most faint being here."
The strength in Namgung Jehyun's hand, which was holding the girl, Tang Yuhwa's, neck, began to increase.
"You are more threatening than anyone."
Namgung Jehyun's arm, which had just regenerated, began to grow stronger and stronger, as if it had regained what it had lost.
As Tang Yuhwa's breath was gradually cut off, she struggled with a nonchalant face.
A grasp that could never be escaped.
The blood vessels in the corner of Tang Yuhwa's eyes burst, and blood flowed down, and fresh blood also flowed from the corner of her mouth.
While bleeding, Tang Yuhwa struggled and opened her mouth nonchalantly.
"Originally, there would have been no grudge."
A nonchalant tone that sounded strange, as if her emotions were broken, and was unsuitable for a critical situation like this.
"But now you are trying to kill me."
The blood that flowed from Tang Yuhwa's eyes and mouth touched Namgung Jehyun's hand.
"A grudge has been formed."
Sizzzzle.
As soon as Tang Yuhwa's blood touched Namgung Jehyun's body, it began to melt his flesh.
"Keuk!!"
At the unexpected pain, Namgung Jehyun let go of Tang Yuhwa, and Tang Yuhwa fell to the floor and rolled.
After rolling on the floor a few times, Tang Yuhwa wiped the blood from her face with her hand and then swung her blood-stained arm at Namgung Jehyun.
"You bastard!"
Namgung Jehyun avoided the flying drops of blood, and the blood he couldn't avoid, he blocked with his hand.
Sizzzzle.
The blocked part began to melt without exception.
In Namgung Jehyun's eyes, he saw Tang Yuhwa taking out a needle from her bosom at the same time as she was splattering blood.
Sizzzzle.
Everywhere Tang Yuhwa's blood touched was melting.
Although her clothes also melted when the blood touched them, strangely, Tang Yuhwa's body was not affected by the blood at all.
'Dangerous! What this contains is not poison. It's a curse! An absolute death that forcibly brings death to everything it touches!'
Feeling a sense of crisis, Namgung Jehyun did not hesitate and kicked Tang Yuhwa.
"Keok."
Tang Yuhwa let out a nonchalant groan and flew away, then fell and rolled on the floor several times.
Namgung Jehyun was about to track the rolling Tang Yuhwa, wary.
At that moment, a bothersome feeling was felt from the side.
Without hiding his expression full of annoyance, Namgung Jehyun turned his gaze to that place.
"How arrogant. To look away while this seat, who leads the one hundred million members of the Beggars' Sect, is here."
It was the young beggar who had rolled on the floor like a pill bug and ran away earlier.
The young beggar was splattering dirt and stones near Namgung Jehyun, provoking his annoyance.
"You beggar brat. If you want to die so much, I will kill you first."
Since Tang Yuhwa was hit by Namgung Jehyun's kick, which did not have much force, and was twitching without being able to move, he decided to take care of the annoying beggar brat first.
In an instant, his body arrived in front of the young beggar.
Although the beggar was surprised and his eyes widened.
"Junior sister! Now!!"
As if he had predicted it, he threw his body back and rolled like crazy.
At the same time, Namgung Jehyun's senses began to go strangely awry, and his vision began to go dark.
"Senior brother! It's a success!!"
"Good job! That's my junior sister!"
Before Namgung Jehyun's vision went completely blurry, he could see the young beggar high-fiving some gigolo-like guy and making a fuss.
'These bug-like things!!'
Although his senses were awry and his vision had gone dark, Namgung Jehyun knew that this was a temporary phenomenon.
A truly pathetic and insignificant trick.
Namgung Jehyun felt a great sense of shame at having been hit by that pathetic trick.
'The moment it wears off, you young beggar brat! I will definitely kill you!'
Namgung Jehyun's composure was shaken.
Although his composure was shaken, it was not a crisis.
Jolt.
But at that moment, the hair on Namgung Jehyun's whole body stood on end.
'What?!'
His nerves were screaming a warning about something like crazy.
A great sense of crisis that he had not felt even when he was hit by Hyunjun Hyun's flash-like blow.
Perhaps because he felt a sense of crisis, Namgung Jehyun's vision, including his five senses, returned to normal faster than expected.
At the same time, a needle that had flown right in front of him.
As before, the energy it contained was at a faint and faint level.
However, the appearance of that needle was very strange.
The needle, dyed a deep green color close to black, was melting in real time as it flew at him.
Although it was a needle that did not look dangerous no matter how he looked at it, Namgung Jehyun felt a crisis beyond a crisis, even fear, from that needle.
Namgung Jehyun quickly moved his sword and blocked the needle.
At that moment.
Sizzzzle.
He saw the sword that had touched the needle melt.
It was on a different level from before; it looked as if the green needle were eating the sword.
It was no longer a needle.
An overwhelming predator that would eat everything in the world.
Namgung Jehyun twisted his whole body and tried to get away from the needle.
In that process, he rolled on the floor ugly, just like the young beggar from before.
Fortunately, since the energy contained in the needle was poor, the needle passed Namgung Jehyun and was stuck in the floor without any force.
Sizzzzle.
It began to dye the floor black and melt it endlessly, digging in.
"Hah, hah."
Namgung Jehyun gasped for breath.
His nerves, which had been focused on the annoying young beggar until now, were instantly directed at the girl who was lying limp on the floor with her arm stretched out towards him.
The internal energy in Namgung Jehyun's body ran wild like crazy and strengthened him.
The melted sword in his hand was imbued with a crazy amount of internal energy, creating a clear starlight.
"You are!!"
Namgung Jehyun's body blurred and he arrived in front of Tang Yuhwa in one breath.
"A being that should never exist!"
As if being chased by something, he quickly struck down with his sword at Tang Yuhwa.
At that moment.
Whoosh.
Namgung Jehyun had to stop his sword again at a strange sensation.
'Again? What is this now!'
It was just a lukewarm gentle breeze.
He did not feel a great sense of crisis like with the needle from before.
But Namgung Jehyun could not move his sword at all, and he could not help but naturally turn his gaze to the place where that wind was felt.
What came into his eyes was the burning Shaolin.
The deep place of that Shaolin.
Namgung Jehyun could not take his eyes off that invisible something that he could not identify.
At the temporary base of the Martial Alliance's military strategist in a village near Mount Song.
"You're in a fine mess! Zhuge Hyun!!"
There, Zhuge Hyun was glaring at the man who had cornered him, with blood flowing from both his arms.
"Damn it. You can't use internal energy, so what did you do?"
"I am also a Taoist of Kunlun! I have just surpassed the being that is you, Zhuge Hyun, with my sorcery!"
The man, Sima Woon, was sneering as he cornered Zhuge Hyun against the wall.
That appearance looked very pleased, as if he had obtained everything in the world.
Seeing such an appearance of Sima Woon, Zhuge Hyun's lips curled up crookedly.
"Nonsense. A thief has played a pathetic trick with someone else's item."
"The owner couldn't use the item properly, so I just used it properly!"
"You're talking nonsense."
Zhuge Hyun sneered at the excited Sima Woon.
"That is an item that should not have come out into the world."
"A guy who couldn't use it properly is talking nonsense!"
"A foolish guy who doesn't even know if what's in front of him is a potent medicine or a deadly poison."
Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram.
An item that even Zhuge Hyun had only obtained a part of, not the whole.
Zhuge Hyun had tasted a part of that divine object and had created the Heavenly Record based on that enlightenment.
At first, it was very interesting.
At the thought that he could create a peerless martial art, including tricks, that would not exist anywhere in the world.
'I was foolish.'
He had been excited and had researched the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram, completing the Heavenly Record.
But in the middle of that, he had caught a glimpse of the true nature of the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram.
"When Wu Hou made the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram, the moment he could think normally was only for a moment."
Zhuge Hyun, who had caught a glimpse of the true nature and danger of that divine object, had sealed the pieces of the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram he possessed in a deep place in Kunlun.
Leaving the management to a Taoist whom he had some exchange with and thought was trustworthy.
That foolish Taoist in front of him had brought it out.
A foolish human who had killed the Taoist whom Zhuge Hyun had entrusted with the management, had messed up the Kunlun Mountains, and had even revealed the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram to the world.
"What is contained in the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram is the grudge of Wu Hou. A grudge that feels like a madness that could even lead the world to ruin."
Even after sealing the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram, Zhuge Hyun had prepared for the time when it might be released.
As a first step, although he had borrowed the power of the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram, he had tried to learn the Heavenly Record he had created.
But he could not even do that.
Although he had created it, it was something that a human could never learn.
Since Zhuge Hyun was also a human, he could not learn it.
Until his master appeared in front of the despairing him.
'Thanks to that, I am here now.'
Zhuge Hyun's chest warmed for a moment.
"So what about it?"
But it did not last long.
The foolish man in front of him was too bothersome.
Sima Woon, without even realizing his own foolishness, was spouting nonsense.
"Whether it's the grudge of Wu Hou or whatever, I have controlled it! I have become the rightful owner of the Wu Hou's Eight Gates Formation Diagram!"
He was expressing his inferiority complex towards Zhuge Hyun, completely mistaken.
Zhuge Hyun continued to sneer at that foolish man.
"Arrogant and foolish."
At that, the man's face stiffened.
"Zhuge Hyun! I will not share the same sky as you!"
The foolish man's foolish blade was aimed at Zhuge Hyun.
(End of Chapter)
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