The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 202

The gaze that landed on his face was as chilling as a blade, and the overwhelming pressure beyond it contained something terrifying that defied description.

It was then that Han Seol-hwa quietly smiled.

A breathtaking smile that seemed to steal the soul of anyone who met her eyes.

In that instant, Ak-yo’s heart sank.

“Get out of the way!”

With those words, Ak-yo hastily retreated from the battle.

His body reacted before he could even think.

And before he could even shout, the other masked men also leaped back like a swarm of locusts, retreating rapidly.

They, too, were masters who prided themselves on their skills.

The overwhelming force that seemed to engulf the surroundings in an instant caused their martial instincts to scream in warning.

And sure enough.

“……!”

Ak-yo’s eyes, gripping the Hyeopbong Sword, were filled with astonishment.

The other masked men were the same.

A massive fissure, of unknown origin, was gaping open where they had been standing just moments before.

There was no loud roar, no premonition of any kind.

It simply appeared as if it had been there from the beginning.

It was a feeling that made the blood in their veins run cold.

Kwang! Kwang!

It was then that a series of explosions rang out not far away.

Han Seol-hwa’s gaze naturally turned in that direction.

It was Dan-ak-seon’s side.

‘Is that Ga-du-dal’s method?’

Han Seol-hwa smiled faintly.

It was clear at a glance that the martial arts of the person who attacked Dan-ak-seon were considerable.

At least equal to or more than half the strength of the four people in front of her.

In reality, he was the most skilled among the attackers.

More than anything, it was clear that he was a master far superior to Dan-ak-seon.

Yet, Dan-ak-seon was dealing with it quite cleverly.

Having judged early on that he had no chance of winning, he was not giving his opponent any distance.

Fortunately, the masked man had mastered martial arts specialized in fist techniques, and Dan-ak-seon was thoroughly exploiting this.

He did not directly fight the opponent, who was constantly trying to close the distance.

Instead, he wielded Muk-ryong to destroy the surroundings and create dust.

In this way, he hid himself from the opponent’s sight and threw hidden weapons whenever the opponent approached.

From broken pieces of roof tiles to pebbles.

The hidden weapons he threw indiscriminately were quite powerful.

It was the Jeon-sa-gyeong [a martial arts technique] that Cho-ak-ryang had taught him.

It contained the destructive power based on rotational force.

“This rat bastard!”

The masked man, who was facing Dan-ak-seon, jumped into the cloud of dust as if he was enraged.

“I caught you… Keuk!”

Jjeoeong!

With a heavy impact sound, the masked man’s figure bounced out.

He tried to jump back into the cloud of dust, but he was too late.

As always, a rain of hidden weapons was pouring down.

“You young punk, you’re nothing but a coward!”

Dan-ak-seon calmly retorted to the masked man’s roar.

“Are you sure about that?”

The masked man paused for a moment at the clear voice that came from within the cloud of dust.

In fact, he had nothing to say.

An adult trying to kill a child.

Especially since he was the superior one, it was not something he could say.

Han Seol-hwa, who was watching the situation from afar, slowly nodded her head.

The situation was such that his vision was blocked by the cloud of dust.

Inside, he had to rely solely on his senses, but even this was not easy.

It was because of Muk-ryong.

Muk-ryong, who had accepted the Wi-hwa-sin-gong [a powerful energy], possessed an enormous presence in itself.

Dan-ak-seon was skillfully using such Muk-ryong to hide his presence and confuse his opponent.

It was an amazing display of resourcefulness that even Han Seol-hwa admired.

His past experiences were being put to good use in actual combat.

However, that leeway would not last long.

The difference in martial prowess between the masked man and Dan-ak-seon was significant.

It was clear that a master of that level would soon find a way to respond.

Still, there was no need to be impatient right now.

Han Seol-hwa, who had regained her composure thanks to Dan-ak-seon, swept her gaze around.

Even though it was just that, she was already a completely different person from before.

Ak-yo gripped the handle of the Hyeopbong Sword so tightly that it was about to break.

Something that they did not have, but Han Seol-hwa possessed.

It was the dignity of a grandmaster.

Even now, it was like that.

The overwhelming presence that dominated the surroundings was turning into an invisible blade, cutting his entire body to pieces.

Ak-yo’s eyes sank more heavily as he realized that it was a type of intangible energy that only those who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts could possess.

‘This isn’t good.’

Ak-yo shouted instinctively at the sight of his companions, who seemed somewhat intimidated, even though they were trying not to show it.

“The Ice Jade Immortal’s martial arts are nothing special.”

He wanted to shake off his fear, even if it meant resorting to bluffing.

“Is that so?”

Han Seol-hwa smiled and nodded her head.

The air surrounding her froze coldly.

“Since you want to see it, I’ll show you.”

“……?”

“Proper martial arts.”

At those words, Ak-yo’s pupils trembled.

Unlike them, who had already revealed all their cards, Han Seol-hwa still had room to spare.

The divine power she had shown so far was already enough to make them faint.

But now she was saying she would fight properly.

He couldn’t even imagine what kind of divine power she would display.

But he couldn’t back down now.

At that moment, Han Seol-hwa raised her lowered hand and drew in the air.

“……?”

Confusion arose in Ak-yo’s eyes.

The distance between Han Seol-hwa and them was five yards, so it was impossible for her hand to directly reach them.

It was only then that he realized that a sharper-than-blade energy was taking its place.

“It’s your turn!”

At Ak-yo’s cry, one person stepped forward as if they had been waiting.

It was the masked woman who used ice techniques.

Her hands were already turning transparent.

Jjajajak!

A terrifying force containing the power of the Twelve Stars tore through the air.

The supreme art of the Bukhae Ice Palace [a fictional palace known for ice magic].

It was the Ice White Divine Palm.

At this signal, the other three also rushed towards Han Seol-hwa.

Han Seol-hwa waved her sleeve at the force rushing towards her.

Jjeoeong!

A massive shockwave that swallowed the arena and scattering dust.

Through it, the masked woman who had unleashed the first force was pushed back, carving a deep groove under her feet as she slid back.

On the other hand, Han Seol-hwa simply stepped back lightly as if treading on clouds.

The masked woman’s figure, who had been trying to calm her surprised heart, froze in place.

The sharp energy that she had tried to deflect with the Ice White Divine Palm had disappeared from her sight.

And when she realized this, an ice sword with a chilling energy was smiling eerily in front of her eyes.

“……!”

The masked woman gathered her hands in front of her chest and spread them wide.

An absolute defense technique that distorted space by twisting the atmosphere with cold air.

The supreme art of the Bukhae Ice Palace, which had once deflected Han Seol-hwa’s attack, reappeared once again.

The authority of Olballa, which freezes everything, was briefly held in her hands.

Any martial art of the ice lineage could not be free from its dominance.

She was confident this time as she had already blocked Han Seol-hwa’s attack once through this.

But it did not take long to realize how big of a mistake that was.

Seoeok.

“……!”

Thump.

Something rolling pathetically on the floor caught her eye.

The masked woman widened her eyes in shock as she belatedly realized that it was a pair of transparent hands.

At that moment, a terrifying coldness pierced through her meridians and began to head straight for her dantian [energy center in the body].

She hurriedly gathered her true energy and tried to push it back, but it was useless.

With terrible pain, the coldness that instantly froze her dantian caused her entire body to freeze in an instant.

However, she was not the only one in danger.

The situation of the others who were continuing their combined attack was not much different.

The elaborate continuous combined attacks that meshed like gears were meaningless in the face of the difference in energy that transcended dimensions.

The blood-red Yeonjacheon [a type of weapon], the agile Hyeopbong Sword.

And even the Miljong Dae Suin [a martial arts technique] covered with Black Cloud 罡Qi [internal energy] were not a major threat to Han Seol-hwa, who had already regained her composure.

In fact, Ak-yo, who was directing them, was wielding the Hyeopbong Sword to somehow create an opening, but even this was not easy.

His unique sword technique, which specialized in destroying protective energy, was useless.

He could not even penetrate the strict and thick protective energy, let alone create a scratch.

‘Damn it!’

Just as he was swallowing a curse inwardly.

Han Seol-hwa suddenly put her hand into the space where fierce energy and power were intertwined and rampant.

When she pulled the hand that had grabbed the air, its owners followed helplessly.

The power that had been messily filling the front was already gone.

Han Seol-hwa looked at their faces, all filled with astonishment, and opened her mouth.

“You’ve seen enough of my martial arts, haven’t you?”

Han Seol-hwa’s eyes flashed with an icy gaze.

“Now it’s time to pay the price.”

The surrounding scenery, which had been shimmering like a mirage, seemed to distort as it was, and something suddenly appeared in front of her eyes through the shaking space.

It was that damned transparent ice sword.

‘Damn it!’

Ak-yo’s heart sank.

Ak-yo swallowed a curse inwardly as he belatedly realized his mistake.

He was too nervous, so his reaction was slow, and his response was delayed.

That momentary mistake allowed the opponent to create distance without resistance.

Ak-yo hurriedly wielded the Hyeopbong Sword.

He couldn’t knock it away, but he was thinking of at least deflecting its trajectory to avoid a fatal wound.

At that moment, Han Seol-hwa’s hand shook strangely.

Following that shaking hand, Ak-yo’s eyes were also stained with despair.

It was because of the blade that continued to close the distance, tearing through the chaotic sword shadows that filled his eyes.

“Keuk!”

Ak-yo swallowed a groan and gathered his hands to defend his chest.

He might lose his wrist if he made a mistake, but it was better than giving up his chest.

He had to block it at all costs, even if he had to pour out all his power.

But…….

It was a futile effort.

Ak-yo opened his mouth.

Blood flowed endlessly through his throat, from which not even a scream could escape.

The blade that had pierced his chest and emerged from his back.

Ak-yo took his last breath, engraving in his eyes the ice sword that had already tasted blood once and was now turning to target other prey in succession.

“Aaaagh!”

The remaining two people lay down and avoided the flying ice sword without any regard for their dignity.

But once the ice sword had tasted bloodlust, it was relentlessly persistent.

Seukeok.

“……!”

The masked men, who felt something sharp and cold tearing through them, looked at Han Seol-hwa with bewildered eyes.

One of them opened his mouth.

“Monster…….”

As soon as those words were finished, a thick spray of blood gushed out from their chests.

The vitality had already disappeared from their eyes as they slumped down powerlessly.

It was truly a dog’s death.

However, in Han Seol-hwa’s eyes, which were looking down at them, there was no trace of regret or sorrow anywhere.

They were people who would not hesitate to kill even a child for their purpose.

Mercy was not appropriate for a group of imps and goblins who were mad with blood like them.

It was a luxury for them to even leave their bodies intact.

It was then.

“I caught you!”

The resounding voice from Dan-ak-seon’s side and the disappearance of Han Seol-hwa’s figure from that spot occurred simultaneously.

The man’s eyes flashed with a triumphant look.

He had finally closed the distance with the damned brat and succeeded in grabbing that eerie Je-mi-gon [a type of glove].

But soon, a look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes.

It was because Dan-ak-seon was smiling and nodding his head as if he had never been flustered.

“That’s right. You caught it.”

“What?”

The answer came from behind.

“It means you’re the one who took the bait.”

Kwaddeudeuk.

The masked man widened his eyes at the terrible pain that swept down his shoulders and back.

Even at that moment, Han Seol-hwa’s delicate hands were mercilessly crushing his spine.

“Keuheok!”

The masked man spewed out a waterfall of blood from his mouth and collapsed to the floor.

There was no need to see more.

It was instant death.

The only survivor who witnessed the scene.

The masked woman’s complexion turned as pale as wax.