The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 284

Divine Demon Physician (284)

Cho Ak-ryang raised his eyes to look at the sun, now high in the sky.

“It’s noon.”

Realizing the time had come, Cho Ak-ryang began to move.

How long had he walked?

In the distance, numerous buildings, large and small, clustered along the slope came into view.

However, Cho Ak-ryang was not at all intimidated by the imposing sight of the Tang Clan, which resembled a massive fortress.

Instead, he leaped forward without hesitation.

“……?”

A look of bewilderment appeared on Cho Ak-ryang’s face.

There was no ambush, as he had expected.

It didn’t take long for him to realize the reason.

As the distance to the magnificent manor located at the top of the slope narrowed, the immense killing intent emanating from within grew stronger.

The First Family of Sichuan.

Cho Ak-ryang smirked as he faced the inscription on the ornate gate, the characters written in a vigorous style that evoked a soaring dragon and snake.

Cho Ak-ryang kicked the massive gate in front of him with all his might.

Thwack!

The gate, unable to withstand the impact, was torn off its hinges.

Stepping through the shattered gate, he saw the Tang Clan warriors lined up densely.

The number was estimated to be over four hundred.

Considering those hiding in various places, waiting for an opportunity, it was no exaggeration to say that all of the Tang Clan’s elite had gathered.

“How flattering.”

Cho Ak-ryang looked around with an admiring expression.

“To pour so much power just to deal with me. Should I consider it an honor?”

No sooner had he finished speaking than cold gazes filled with killing intent flew in from all directions.

It was a killing intent so intense that it made his skin tingle.

The killing intent emitted by hundreds of people simultaneously was overwhelming.

However, Cho Ak-ryang didn’t even blink an eye and accepted the killing intent.

Instead, he calmly opened his mouth, looking for someone.

“Where is the Clan Lord?”

No one answered him.

Instead, throwing stars, water droplets [small, weighted projectiles], crossbow bolts, and all sorts of hidden weapons and blades with eerie energy were unleashed.

Then, the warriors gathered like clouds parted like the tide.

One person walked out from the gap.

It was Tang Gok.

“You shouldn’t have come here.”

Cho Ak-ryang asked Tang Gok, who was glaring at him with a cold expression.

“Are you the Poison Emperor Shura, one of the Tang Clan’s Twin Perfections?”

If the deceased Cheonsu Amje [Thousand Hands Dark Lord] was a master of hidden weapons, then Tang Gok was a master of poison.

Tang Gok nodded, his eyes flashing coldly.

“The name you will report to the King of Hell.”

A smile appeared on Cho Ak-ryang’s face.

He wondered what would happen if they didn’t come out like this, but it seemed like it was just a needless worry.

Since each of them had revealed clear hostility towards the other, there was no point in continuing the conversation with words.

‘All that’s left is one thing.’

A way to convey will in the most primal and pure way, transcending all means.

That is, only violence.

Cho Ak-ryang picked up a hinge lying on the floor.

Crack.

Cho Ak-ryang opened his mouth, twisting and tearing the hinge.

“Don’t speak ill-omened words carelessly.”

“……?”

Tang Gok, puzzled by the incomprehensible words, contorted his face at Cho Ak-ryang’s explanation that followed.

“That was the last will Cheonsu Amje left before he died.”

“How dare you!”

At that moment, the smile on Cho Ak-ryang’s lips deepened even further.

The air surrounding him seemed to freeze coldly for a moment.

Cho Ak-ryang’s hand tore through the air like lightning.

The distance between Cho Ak-ryang and the Tang Clan warriors was more than ten feet.

Therefore, Cho Ak-ryang’s hand did not directly touch them.

Instead, a chilling sound of tearing air replaced it.

Whee! Crack!

“Cough!”

One of the Tang Clan warriors closest to him clutched his neck and collapsed to the floor.

A sharp piece of iron was deeply embedded in his neck.

Blood gushed out between his fingers.

It was instant death.

The Tang Clan members, who did not expect Cho Ak-ryang to start a fight so abruptly, could not hide their surprise.

To think he would start a fight like this against the First Family of Sichuan.

That foolish pride.

No…

Arrogance called for blood.

But they only wavered for a moment.

The Tang Clan warriors responded quickly.

They were already fully prepared.

Shoosh shoosh shoosh.

Numerous hidden weapons densely filled the entire front.

However, the hidden weapons that poured down like rain futilely cut through the air.

Cho Ak-ryang’s figure stretched like taffy for a moment and rushed low to the ground.

“He’s below!”

At someone’s shout, the Tang Clan warriors hurriedly turned the direction of their hidden weapons.

But by then, they had already given Cho Ak-ryang the distance he needed.

Crack.

“Kugh!”

Along with a chilling sound, one of the Tang Clan warriors running with water droplets screamed, clutching his chest.

Ribs had caved in from the collarbone to the opposite side.

A hand that had bitten into killing intent struck before his eyes, his chest bones crushed in one blow.

Smack.

His face was shattered, and he died without even leaving a scream. The sight of his colleague made the crowd shudder.

But this was just the beginning.

No sooner had they realized that the figure of the person who had sent their colleague to the afterlife in an instant had disappeared from their sight.

“Cough!”

“Kuaaagh!”

In an instant, the formation collapsed, and screams of agony began to erupt from all over the place.

Like a hungry wolf ravaging a flock of sheep, Cho Ak-ryang began to mercilessly kill his opponents.

“Reorganize the ranks!”

Someone among the Tang Clan members shouted.

At that moment, his neck was twisted grotesquely.

Cho Ak-ryang, who had appeared behind him before he knew it, had turned his neck in the opposite direction.

“……!”

The Tang Clan warriors began to waver in the face of the encroaching fear.

Even at that moment, another Tang Clan warrior spat blood and sprawled on the floor.

His spine was shattered by an elbow that had struck down like lightning.

Tang Gok glared at Cho Ak-ryang, gritting his teeth.

‘To think it would be this much…….’

Skills and cruel hands that did not pale in comparison to his ominous reputation.

He had heard rumors about him before, but the martial prowess he had witnessed directly far exceeded his expectations.

“Head of the Outer Affairs Department!”

With Tang Gok’s thunderous shout, one person leaped forward.

A man with poison in his eyes despite having splints on both arms.

It was Tang Jong-ho.

Boom!

The eight hidden weapons that left Tang Jong-ho’s hand exploded in the air, spewing out yellowish-green poisonous smoke.

Cho Ak-ryang, engulfed in the poisonous smoke, paused for a moment.

“Now’s the time!”

The Tang Clan warriors, who had reorganized their ranks at Tang Jong-ho’s command, rushed towards Cho Ak-ryang all at once.

Since he was a person made of flesh and blood, there would definitely be a limit to how long he could hold his breath.

Shush shush shush!

A chilling sound of tearing air filled the arena.

The Chuhondan [elite warriors], following his orders, threw hidden weapons at Cho Ak-ryang all at once, like a pack of wild dogs rushing at a lion.

Tang Jong-ho also narrowed the distance with Cho Ak-ryang, braving his injuries.

Then, his eyes met Cho Ak-ryang’s.

That same cold gaze.

There was no sense of fear in it.

In an instant, Tang Jong-ho felt goosebumps all over his body.

The Chuhondan warriors, who were rushing towards Cho Ak-ryang, collapsed as they were running.

It was the result of Cho Ak-ryang lightly waving his hand.

In his hand, all sorts of hidden weapons were already held in countless numbers.

Tang Jong-ho could not hide his shock at the sight of his subordinates dying while spitting blood.

With just one wave of his hand, which seemed to be waving around carelessly, the Tang Clan’s elite were collapsing powerlessly like rotten straw.

In an instant, Tang Jong-ho felt something invisible touching his neck at a rapid speed.

‘……!’

An eerie energy that could not be captured simply by the expression of being fast.

There was no dazzling energy, nor the sound of tearing the air.

Only an eerie energy that froze his whole body was reaching under his chin.

Thud.

Tang Jong-ho, who staggered greatly, retreated about one fathom [six feet].

A small hole had already been pierced near his heart.

Deep despair was cast over Tang Jong-ho’s face as he looked at his own blood pouring out incessantly.

‘Monster.’

The power of the hidden weapon that tore through his heart and pierced through his chest was so unbelievable even after experiencing it firsthand.

Even the former Clan Lord, Cheonsu Amje, was not this strong.

Otherwise, there was no way he could have been defeated without even being able to use his hands.

The energy of life scattered from Tang Jong-ho’s eyes.

Thump.

Unconcealable fear arose in the eyes of the Tang Clan warriors who witnessed Tang Jong-ho’s powerless collapse.

That was how overwhelming Cho Ak-ryang’s divine power was.

Absolute Invincibility!

It was hard to express even with such modifiers.

Already a quarter of the total force had been lost.

Yet, Cho Ak-ryang had not suffered any significant damage.

“It seems like it’s time to return this.”

Cho Ak-ryang took something out of his chest.

It was a metal gangjeon [dart].

A hidden weapon designed to have sharp hooks spring up like reverse scales the moment it was embedded in the opponent’s body.

It was none other than the Jeolmyeongjeon [Life Severing Dart], a hand bolt handled only by the Tang Clan’s Clan Lord and elders.

“I was lucky enough to survive.”

Cho Ak-ryang gave Tang Gok an eerie smile.

“I wonder if you will have that luck too?”

Tang Gok frowned at the sight of Cho Ak-ryang walking out of the poisonous smoke unscathed.

“How on earth?”

The head of the Outer Affairs Department was already dead.

According to Tang Jong-ho’s report, Cho Ak-ryang had already ingested Chilbodanjang [Seven Treasure Gut Cleansing Poison] mixed in his tea.

Moreover, he had heard that the antidote Cho Ak-ryang possessed had turned black.

It would take a considerable amount of time for the antidote to recover its color and exert its original effect.

Yet, he could not understand why he was unscathed even after being covered in the previous Sanglin Namyeong [Green Forest Soul Severing Poison].

But only for a moment.

A faint smile settled on Tang Gok’s lips.

He still had a hidden card left.

Tang Gok, who was looking around with crazy eyes, slowly nodded his head.

At that moment.

Thwack!

Along with a roar that shook the ground, a dazzling flash of light flickered beyond the countless pavilions.

Subsequently, thick smoke soared from afar.

The green cloud that soared into the air covered the entire area in an instant, riding on the pressure of the explosion.

After a while.

Swish.

The green mist that had been spreading in all directions began to pour out a hazy fallout.

At the same time, the Tang Clan warriors, including Tang Gok, took something out of their pockets and ingested it.

Cho Ak-ryang felt an ominous atmosphere at the sight.

“Could it be?”

Tang Gok curled up an eerie smile at Cho Ak-ryang’s question.

“Yes, it’s Bushidok [Corpse Poison].”

“You’re crazy!”

Geumyongdok [Golden Dragon Poison] was not called Geumyongdok for nothing.

However, Tang Gok stared at Cho Ak-ryang with bloodshot eyes.

“Anyone who opposes the Tang Clan will not be able to go down alive.”

Cheek.

The green fallout that touched the floor began to vaporize as it gave off a hazy smoke.

A thick fog accompanied by a terrible stench swallowed the arena in an instant.

Not only that.

Peep peep peep!

A sharp sound of tearing the air filled the arena.

The mechanisms hidden in the walls, stone lanterns, and various parts of the building were activated all at once.

After a long time, the thick mist that had blocked the view cleared and the scene in the arena revealed itself.

Bewilderment arose in the eyes of Tang Gok, who had been convinced of victory.

“……!”

In the place where the poisonous fog had cleared, he had expected to see Cho Ak-ryang lying as a corpse, but an unexpected sight was unfolding there.

Far from being a corpse, there were rather more people.

“Why did you come so early?”

The giant on the opposite side brazenly retorted at Cho Ak-ryang’s words, which were urging him with dissatisfied eyes.

“It’s good to share delicious things.”

Beom Gye-wi grinned at Tang Gok.