Monochrome Sovereign [EN]: Chapter 1195

‘That?!’

Jang Gon’s eyes widened in shock.

Two black gusts of wind, spinning rapidly, charged forward. One was the size of a man’s torso, while the other was no longer than an arm.

‘An axe!’

In that instant, Jang Gon realized that Yeon Ho-Jeong was present.

Whooong!

The Mad Dragon Axe and Black Dragon Axe, which had turned over a dozen vanguard demons into a bloody mess, returned to Yeon Ho-Jeong as if nothing had happened.

Flash!

Yeon Ho-Jeong’s eyes gleamed with a golden light.

“Open a path.”

His calm voice carried an undeniable, breathtaking majesty.

Even amidst the chaos of battle, everyone clearly heard his command. The Dragon Tiger Wind Cloud formations shifted, each moving two steps to the side, creating a clear passage in the center.

“Break through!”

The flag bearer’s sinister voice, holding a crimson flag, echoed through the battlefield.

At that fierce command, numerous demons surged forward, desperately vying for the single opening.

‘They’ve breached the line!’

This wouldn’t do.

Jang Gon shouted urgently.

“Stop them!”

At that moment, Yeon Ho-Jeong’s voice resonated again.

“Hold your positions.”

A voice that seemed to control one’s very will.

It was the voice of a god dominating the battlefield. The moment Jang Gon realized that the owner of the voice was Yeon Ho-Jeong, a suspicion arose about him, who seemed to have different ideas from his own.

But surprisingly, his mouth moved differently from his thoughts.

“Set up a thorough defense! Maintain the Dragon Tiger Divine Net in your positions until the end!”

Flash!

Two hundred veteran masters began to burn their inner energy to the limit.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The demons, pouring in like a tidal wave to break through the center, swung their swords as they passed through the formation.

But these attacks were not meant to kill. They were threatening maneuvers to safely pass through the passage without being attacked.

‘As expected!’

Jang Gon’s face showed a grim urgency.

What was important to these demons was not the annihilation of the enemy. Their sole goal was to reach the cult leader, no matter the cost.

It couldn’t be explained by simple fanaticism. Seeing their charge, their martial arts, and the burning intensity in their eyes, Jang Gon was convinced that they must not be allowed to pass.

‘But why the hell!’

Even though he had made a decision, his body wouldn’t follow his will.

Thump!

The demons of the Blood Fiend Corps, having broken through the formations, ran forward, shouting their battle cries.

And in front of them.

There was a death warrior riding a Black Blood Demon Horse.

White smoke rose from Yeon Ho-Jeong’s mouth.

“Mad Dragon.”

Flash!

The Mad Dragon Axe, now radiating a brilliant golden aura, was swung horizontally.

At that moment, almost everyone on the battlefield felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

Whoooosh!

It was as if a huge, invisible storm was moving.

From right to left, the eighty-two-pound Mad Dragon Axe, swung past the neck of the Black Blood Demon Horse, carried an extreme wind that would shatter everything in its path.

The first move of the Mad Dragon Art, the Ruthless Dance.

The golden wind, writhing like a dance, swept through the bodies of about thirty demons rushing through the Dragon Tiger Divine Net and Wind Cloud Heavenly Net.

Crack!

It was a martial art that crushed and burst everything.

The fragments of flesh and bone that spread out to the left flowed with blood, scattering over a distance of ten yards. It was a sight as if a giant’s hand had crushed them.

Overwhelming martial arts, martial arts that were beginning to transcend all limits.

This was the true power of the Yellow Dragon Divine King Art. The Mad Dragon Art’s incantation itself was no different from before, but the Mad Dragon Art, which had been reborn as a true wish-fulfilling martial art by internalizing the power of imagination, contained a power like a natural disaster.

Flash!

Surprise flickered in the eyes of the flag bearer, who was wearing a crimson blood cloak.

A boiling demonic voice burst from the mouth of the flag bearer, the Blood Fiend Corps leader.

“Advance.”

It was truly madness.

And the Blood Fiend Corps members who followed that madness were also beings that could not be understood by human common sense.

Blood Fiend Corps members rushed into the place where everything had disappeared. They were moving faster than before. Even though they knew they could die in an instant, they were accelerating their movements instead of slowing down.

It didn’t feel like they were fighting humans at all. The faces of the old beggar gang members showed signs of being fed up.

“These crazy demon bastards!”

“Mind your own business! We’ll die if we get caught up in it!”

“Block them! Hold your positions!”

It was like watching a group of beggars shouting in the marketplace.

However, their shouts were not just nervous reactions. Their voices, which were shouted continuously without any gaps, had a strange power that stimulated people’s nerves.

It was the Beggar Clan’s secret technique, the Filthy Sound Art, which amplified its power with the Dragon Tiger Wind Cloud Great Formation.

Yeon Ho-Jeong’s Mad Dragon Axe unleashed another ruthless axe strike.

Thump!

From left to right, and from right to left.

By reducing the power and swinging it twice, the rapidly charging demons were erased one after another.

They couldn’t even think of counterattacking. There was not a single one who was not a master, but the moment they tried to attack, a golden storm swept through them like a lie, taking their lives.

It was the wind of a god who controlled life and death. It was the pinnacle of martial arts, showing how far human martial power could reach.

‘Amazing.’

Jang Gon, who glanced back and saw the demons being torn apart by Yeon Ho-Jeong’s merciless martial arts, clicked his tongue.

‘Is this really human martial arts?’

He had actually seen the Limitless Masters [masters who have transcended the limits of martial arts] a few times, and he had confirmed that their martial arts were beyond the heavens.

But Yeon Ho-Jeong was different.

It didn’t seem like he was using any particularly great techniques, nor did he seem to be using complex power generation with amazing internal energy manipulation.

Yet, he was strong. It was as if he had a god of wind within him, creating storms at will, and its destructive power was so powerful that he had never seen anything like it before.

What was even more surprising was.

‘That won’t be the end of it.’

The martial arts that had erased the demons were amazing, but for some reason, he felt that it was not Yeon Ho-Jeong’s true power.

It wasn’t just a belief that he could unleash a larger and stronger power. From the beginning, he felt that such a power itself was not Yeon Ho-Jeong’s true martial arts.

A thought that he himself could not understand. Naturally, his thoughts about Yeon Ho-Jeong disappeared in an instant.

The enemies were constantly charging.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Just because they had formed a defensive line didn’t mean that the old beggar gang members were idle.

They were constantly shouting, trying to disrupt the demons’ minds through the Filthy Sound Art, and they were lowering the power of each one who passed by, wielding their beggar sticks and palm strikes.

Even so, the demons gritted their teeth and broke through the center. Their blind movements became faster as time passed, and the old beggar gang members were rather bewildered by the futile end of the demons who were dying at Yeon Ho-Jeong’s hands.

‘How many have died already? One hundred and fifty? Two hundred?’

He didn’t know how many times the golden wind had swept through. The demons who were hit by that wind had their flesh and bones torn apart, and they headed to the underworld without even being able to maintain their corpses.

‘Lord Yeon’s martial arts are certainly amazing. Perhaps if this kind of development continues, he will surely be able to annihilate the enemies.’

The problem was something else.

‘Even if these guys are crazy, would they try to consume their power like this?’

It was then.

Whoosh!

The figure of the Blood Fiend Corps leader, who had been proudly holding the flag in the distance, disappeared.

Jang Gon’s eyes shook.

“Be careful! The enemy leader…!”

Clang!

A terrifying resonance caused blood to burst from the ears of dozens of old beggar gang members.

The Blood Fiend Corps leader, who had suddenly appeared above the Dragon Tiger Beggar Formation, swung a huge flag, and the Black Dragon Axe, which had flown in just as quickly, struck the flagpole, blocking the Blood Fiend Corps leader’s attack.

Jang Gon, who quickly covered his ears, shouted.

“Don’t panic! We will hold this position!”

Whoosh!

A powerful demonic energy exploded from the Blood Fiend Corps leader’s body, pushing back the golden fighting spirit that was pouring in from behind.

Jang Gon’s mouth dropped open.

‘This can’t be!’

A powerful demonic energy that pushed back the golden fighting spirit pouring in from behind in an instant.

‘Limitless?!’

At that moment, Yeon Ho-Jeong’s voice was heard.

“That’s about it.”

It was an incomprehensible statement. Jang Gon and the Great Bamboo Beggar encouraged the old beggar gang members while also listening to Yeon Ho-Jeong’s words.

Flutter!

The Blood Fiend Corps leader, who had created a wind by swinging the flag, stepped back again. The attempt to break through the Dragon Tiger Beggar Formation and open a path in an instant had been blocked.

Thump!

The wind of the Mad Dragon Axe contained the power of ascension. About twenty demons who were escaping through the central passage lost their balance and soared high into the sky.

Flames poured from Yeon Ho-Jeong’s eyes.

Flash! Thud!

Following the Mad Dragon Axe, which was swung vertically, about twenty demons were buried in the ground, and a huge golden slash that passed through them shattered about ten more demons running towards the passage.

Clang!

The power of the Mad Dragon Art, Mountain Shattering Stance, was blocked by the Blood Fiend Corps leader’s flagpole before it could advance further.

However, the power of the newly born Mad Dragon Art was still great. Although the slash had disappeared, the aftermath of the power pushed the Blood Fiend Corps leader back three steps.

Considering the distance, the difference in martial arts between the two was clear. If they were closer, the Blood Fiend Corps leader would have had to retreat five or ten more steps to barely block the power of the Mountain Shattering Stance.

“Is the preparation finally over?”

Yeon Ho-Jeong’s words were incomprehensible.

Jang Gon and the Great Bamboo Beggar tried not to listen to his words. What was important now was to maintain the formation that had almost been shaken. The battle of the Limitless was best left to the monsters.

The Blood Fiend Corps leader’s bloodshot eyes glared at Yeon Ho-Jeong silently.

Whoosh!

In the meantime, more demons rushed in, and twenty more died by Yeon Ho-Jeong’s axe.

It was an absurd massacre. It was hard to find such a meaningless death anywhere.

However.

Whoosh!

The Blood Fiend Corps leader’s energy wave began to intensify.

The corners of Yeon Ho-Jeong’s mouth rose.

“As expected.”

It was unknown who the originator was. However, judging by the natural flow of energy and the density of evil, the Blood Fiend Cult was likely the originator.

“You guys are similar to those White Yin Ghosts.”

White Yin Ghosts.

They, who had crossed into the Central Plains with Ha Eun-Gyo, shared their energy when a comrade died, causing the remaining members’ inner energy to explode.

It was a demonic sorcery created for just one person, not a hundred. However, the flow of true energy in this Blood Fiend Corps was much more complex and natural than theirs.

In other words, the White Yin Ghosts’ sorcery was a technique that originated from the Blood Fiend Cult. Each member of this Blood Fiend Corps had trained in that sorcery.

However, there was a crucial difference from the White Yin Ghosts.

“Are you coming to your senses?”

“…You are truly amazing.”

The Blood Fiend Corps leader’s murky voice became clearer and more distinct.

Reason began to form in his eyes, which had been burning with demonic energy. A demonic energy that seemed to be from hell was flowing from his huge body and the hand holding the flagpole.

“Thanks to you, I even managed to devour this guy, Wi Ji-Gwang.”

The voice was clear, but it strangely echoed as if several people were speaking together.

That was the true identity of the Blood Fiend Corps leader.

Just like when he regained the power of the Limitless while fighting the Blood Fiend Cult’s puppet in the past at the Sichuan Tang Family.

He was a guy born with the same secret technique as the former Sixth Commander, who was Yeon Ho-Jeong’s opponent at that time.

“Which number were you?”

“I am the former Third Commander, Dong-Ryeong.”

Yeon Ho-Jeong smiled wryly.

“If you’ve changed into new clothes and come to your senses, come in quickly.”

A strange smile appeared on Dong-Ryeong’s face.

“I like you, you bastard!”

Whoosh!

Dong-Ryeong, who had crossed a distance of ten yards in an instant, swung his huge flagpole, and Yeon Ho-Jeong’s Mad Dragon Axe moved like a whip, creating a storm.