Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 1829

Lee Hyun-soo’s face hardened to an unprecedented degree.

‘This is absurd.’

Bator, perhaps, could be like that.

No, of course, even Bator being unilaterally defeated was beyond his understanding, but let’s say Bator could be like that.

However, even Jang Min not being able to inflict a single scratch on that man was something he simply couldn’t accept.

“H-Head of the Assembly.”

The only person he could rely on in this situation was Kang Jin-ho. This was no longer a situation where they could discuss strategy or the future.

The overwhelming pressure of absolute violence.

A man who seemed least likely to possess such power was now exerting unprecedented pressure on Lee Hyun-soo.

‘A single person…’

Of course, he knew.

The Crimson King must have been as strong as that man. And the same would have been true for the Azure King. Even if Baek Yeon-hong, whom he was witnessing now, was incredibly strong, the Three Kings were still the Three Kings.

However, when the Assembly faced them, they were always accompanied by their subordinates.

But Baek Yeon-hong, relying solely on his own strength, had invaded the Assembly alone. That very situation was putting pressure on Lee Hyun-soo.

‘Is this how those who faced the Head of the Assembly felt?’

The nature is different. And the methods are different too.

But the result wouldn’t be much different. Lee Hyun-soo realized today just how much of a burden this absurd arrogance was to the opponent.

“…Are you alright?”

Kang Jin-ho slowly exhaled cigarette smoke. His gaze held no particular emotion. Even Lee Hyun-soo couldn’t tell what Kang Jin-ho was thinking right now.

“Head of the Assembly?”

“Leave it be.”

Lee Hyun-soo stared at Kang Jin-ho with a bewildered expression.

“But…”

“Martial arts isn’t just one path.”

“Climbing and climbing again might eventually lead to the same place, but there are many ways to get there.”

“That’s…”

It was an obvious statement.

Wasn’t it ultimately about all streams converging into one?

“The problem is, they’ve never properly seen other paths.”

“Didn’t they see the Head of the Assembly?”

“That might be the problem.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at the directors with a calm gaze.

“My strength is straightforward. I only know how to crush opponents faster and harder.”

“But that’s not a method that suits everyone.”

“I-I understand what you mean, but…”

Lee Hyun-soo couldn’t bring himself to finish his sentence. But Kang Jin-ho knew what Lee Hyun-soo had swallowed.

Learning is only meaningful when one is alive. What’s the point of learning if you die like that?

Crack.

The cigarette in Kang Jin-ho’s mouth was torn apart.

It wasn’t like he wasn’t anxious. Nothing is absolute. In a moment of carelessness, someone’s life could be taken, and that wouldn’t be strange at all.

But now, they had to endure.

If you rush to support a child every time they are about to fall, the time it takes for that child to stand on their own feet will inevitably be delayed. The directors couldn’t be compared to children, but the situation they were in now wasn’t much different.

‘In the end, they have to overcome it themselves.’

Even if they couldn’t overcome it, there were things to be gained from a complete defeat.

Ending things vaguely without a proper resolution wouldn’t help anyone.

“Watch.”

Lee Hyun-soo bit his lip.

‘Damn it.’

He knew that him stomping his feet wouldn’t help. He also knew that the directors stepping forward wasn’t just because of their pride, and that Kang Jin-ho telling him to endure had its own reasons.

Even so, he couldn’t control his tightening heart.

‘Please!’

His gaze fiercely locked onto Jang Min, who was facing Baek Yeon-hong.

Whoosh.

It flowed.

The energy flowed like water, and it continued to flow.

The white sword energy flowed like a majestic river along the blade, and upon reaching the tip, it was drawn upwards again and again.

It was as if the river of sword energy was enveloping the sword.

‘This is absurd.’

It wasn’t like the Crimson King, who pressured with immense internal energy. Nor was it like Kang Jin-ho, who tried to tear everything apart with excessively violent internal energy.

It was simply majestic.

But the grandeur created by that majesty was pressing down on Jang Min’s entire body.

If the Crimson King was like a giant tsunami engulfing the world, and Kang Jin-ho was like a black inferno burning the world, then Baek Yeon-hong’s level was like a peak soaring as if to pierce the sky.

It was simply high, and higher still.

“Do you understand, demon head?”

Baek Yeon-hong narrowed the distance with Jang Min, his face relaxed.

“Martial arts are made to face the strong.”

“Conversely, martial arts wielded against the weak are meaningless.”

Baek Yeon-hong slowly raised his sword.

“If there is a single exception, it is when using that power to face those who oppress the weak.”

From the sword raised high into the sky, sword energy like clouds arose.

“Yes, you demon heads!”

There was no loud explosion.

There was no momentum that seemed to tear flesh apart.

Baek Yeon-hong’s sword energy flew towards Jang Min as softly as a breeze, as gently as a flowing river.

Crack!

The ground grazed by the sword energy, which was like a gentle breeze, was deeply gouged and split as if struck by a large axe.

A force that did not resist.

Things touched by Baek Yeon-hong’s sword energy split gently along their grain. The touched ground split, and the air naturally swirled away from the sword energy.

It was a more chilling sight than being cut by a sharp blade, and more eerie than being torn apart by a terrifying force.

Jang Min drew out all of his internal energy.

The blood and demonic energy that flowed from his body enveloped him as if they were burning.

A bizarre sight.

It was not a sight that could exist in the human realm. It was as if one was looking at an evil spirit that had crawled up from the depths of hell.

“Haaaaaaah!”

Jang Min, covered in demonic energy like a demon, threw himself towards the incoming sword energy.

As if to deny the fear he had felt for a moment.

The gently undulating sword energy pierced through Jang Min’s entire body.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The demonic energy covering his body screamed and was pushed back by the incoming sword energy.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

It was demonic energy drawn out with all his might. It was a demonic energy armor with a hardness that could block not only firearms but also anti-tank guns, yet Baek Yeon-hong’s sword energy, which flew like a playful breeze, sliced through Jang Min’s demonic energy like paper.

“Kuh!”

Jang Min’s face contorted from the pain of being cut all over his body.

The pain of being cut by sword energy was different from the pain of being cut by a normal blade. The internal energy carried by the sword energy damaged even the body’s energy.

The demonic energy was torn away, and pain surged from all over his body, but that didn’t mean the effect of the demonic energy was useless. If he had faced this sword energy with his bare body, he would have already been a well-cut piece of meat.

Jang Min plunged through Baek Yeon-hong’s sword energy like a salmon swimming upstream against a strong current.

The blood that gushed from his wounds couldn’t withstand the pressure and scattered like mist. But thanks to that, he succeeded in reaching within striking distance of Baek Yeon-hong.

“Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Jang Min stretched out both hands with a roar.

The force that erupted from his hands flew towards Baek Yeon-hong like a black beast. Even Baek Yeon-hong’s sword energy, which seemed to tear apart everything in the world, was unable to cut through this alien beast, and it shattered and disappeared.

“Hmm?”

Baek Yeon-hong twisted his lips as he watched the beast-like force that was riding up his sword energy as if reversing it.

“So, you have a trick up your sleeve?”

He put strength into his hand holding the sword.

“But…”

His eyes filled with power.

“You’re severely mistaken.”

From the tip of his sword, sword energy filled with immense power began to pour out like water.

Like a waterfall pouring down from a high cliff.

The overwhelming quantity could crush even a ten-thousand-pound boulder, and the pouring waterfall could even change the terrain.

At the small tip of the sword, the will of nature, which judges human arrogance by covering the world with anger, was contained.

Whoosh!

Jang Min’s eyes widened at the spectacle of the massive sword energy that was engulfing him. And before he could even react, the massive waterfall of sword energy swept over his body.

Whoosh!

“E-Elder Jaaaaaang!”

A desperate scream burst from Bang Jin-hoon’s mouth as he watched the scene!

His eyes were shaken with despair. The immense sword energy.

It was an immense sword energy that he didn’t even dare to jump in and try to block.

“Th-This…”

But that was only for a moment.

The waterfall of sword energy that seemed to shatter the world disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had ever happened.

And then….

In the world where only silence remained, two people stood facing each other.

Trickle.

The blood that trickled down Jang Min’s beard fell to the floor.

Blood was constantly flowing from the spiderweb-like scars that had formed all over his body. As if it was going to draw out all the blood from his entire body.

His bloodless, pale face was stained red by the blood that flowed down from his head.

Jang Min, who barely managed to keep his balance, forced his trembling head up to look at Baek Yeon-hong.

Unlike him, who looked like he would collapse at any moment, Baek Yeon-hong stood leisurely with his hands behind his back, looking completely unscathed.

“Oh?”

Baek Yeon-hong smiled faintly and said.

“I’ll give you credit for not falling. Your tenacity is outstanding.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Jang Min’s knees buckled and collapsed.

Thud.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”

As if water was gushing from a burst faucet, blood erupted from Jang Min’s mouth.

Baek Yeon-hong clicked his tongue as he looked at him kneeling on the floor.

“It’s scary to give you praise. That’s what demon heads are like.”

The tips of Jang Min’s fingers, which were gripping the floor, trembled.

It wasn’t the first time he had experienced defeat in his life. But this was a defeat that was too horrific and terrible.

He couldn’t even lay a finger on him.

The opponent wasn’t even sweating, yet he was now on the verge of death.

A sense of despair, as if he had fallen into an abyss, swept over him.

“There is always a sky above the sky.”

Baek Yeon-hong looked down at Jang Min.

“Before meeting the real sky, one thinks they have climbed quite high. That arrogance strangles people.”

“A neck that is raised too high is bound to be cut.”

Of course, just because he lowered his head didn’t mean he intended to keep his neck. He had never kept a demon head’s neck before.

But….

“What will you do?”

Baek Yeon-hong turned his head to look at Wiggins and Bang Jin-hoon.

“…What do you mean?”

“You’ll try to interfere anyway if I try to finish him off.”

“If you don’t intend to, I’ll finish him off first. What do you say?”

Bang Jin-hoon turned his head to look at Wiggins.

“What is that bastard saying?”

Wiggins sighed and translated the words, and Bang Jin-hoon chuckled.

“That bastard is looking down on people.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Bang Jin-hoon strode forward and stood between Jang Min and Baek Yeon-hong.

“Come on, you bastard. I’ll give you a punch in that jaw of yours.”

At his overly confident attitude, Wiggins involuntarily opened his mouth.