The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 427

Mayeonggi assessed the strength of both allies and enemies, gritting his teeth.

Though outnumbered, the Guardian Demon Troops under their command were, upon closer inspection, each extraordinary in their own right.

Originally renowned masters from various unorthodox factions, they had become even stronger after practicing demonic arts.

In terms of martial prowess alone, each possessed skills comparable to those of elders from the Great Nine Sects.

All they needed was time.

The numerical disadvantage meant they were bound to be pushed back for now.

However, if they could buy enough time, reversing the situation wasn’t entirely impossible.

Even if blocked by formations, it wouldn’t be long before the Divine Land [a region or realm of great importance or power] noticed the anomaly outside.

If the Divine Land responded appropriately, they could annihilate the elite of the Central Plains here without having to go the long way around.

Moreover…….

Even if the worst-case scenario unfolded, it wouldn’t matter.

He believed that, strategically, it would ultimately lead to a favorable outcome for the Order.

It would be enough to diminish their strength as much as possible.

The Heavenly Demon would soon emerge from seclusion and leave the Divine Land.

They alone could never stand against the Heavenly Demon and his Guardian Demon Troops.

The unification of the Demonic Path under the Heavenly Demon.

Achieving the Divine Order’s dominance in one fell swoop.

To that end, they had to reduce their numbers as much as possible.

“We must tie down the Heavenly Five Sages at all costs.”

The other two Demon Lords groaned at Mayeonggi’s words.

Easier said than done; bearing the weight of the Heavenly Five Sages’ name was a burden even for them.

Moreover, even with one absent, the other side had four Heavenly Five Sages.

While they only had three.

If all six Demon Lords were alive, it might have been possible, but they alone were not enough.

“Even if it means using the Reverse Blood Great Art [a forbidden technique], we must reduce their numbers as much as possible.”

Seeing Mayeonggi’s eyes, filled with a resolution bordering on madness, Cheokdaegwang and Hyeokryungho steeled their wavering hearts.

The anger and resentment that had accumulated in their hearts since the past Righteous-Demonic War.

Whether they lived or died, this place was where they would pour it all out.

With that resolve, the two men’s aura changed instantly.

But…….

An unexpected situation unfolded that no one had anticipated.

Just as they were about to clash, their auras heightened.

Two people emerged from the Central Plains martial artists’ camp.

‘Who are those guys?’

A deep suspicion settled in Mayeonggi’s eyes.

It was because he recognized the two men’s faces.

The Wang brothers, known as the Triple Grave Twins.

After joining the Order and practicing demonic arts, they had left the Divine Land early on. He wondered why they were now appearing on the side of the orthodox martial artists.

However, he couldn’t hide his bewilderment at their subsequent shouts.

“We, the Wang brothers, Wangyeom and Wanggyeol, declare to you! We were treated by Shinma’s Might and freed from the hellish shackles of hardship, regaining our freedom!”

“Trust us! There’s no need to throw away your lives in this place!”

“Follow Shinma’s Might and find a way to live!”

“Our enemy is not the Central Plains martial artists! Think about who holds our weaknesses and exploits us! Our true enemy is the Demonic Sect itself!”

The two men, shouting at the top of their lungs like battlefield motivators deployed to boost the morale of their troops, echoed loudly throughout the area.

A stir.

An undeniable agitation spread across the faces of the demons stationed on the Demonic Sect’s side.

They were all from unorthodox factions who had left the Divine Land earlier.

Although they had sought a way to live by heading to the Demonic Sect and obtaining the powerful martial arts they so desired, the reality they faced was not so easy.

Of course, there were those who were satisfied with the current situation, but they were a minority.

Most were tormented by the self-reproach of having been reduced to the Demonic Sect’s puppets.

The reason they had to follow orders was that there was no way to escape the leash the Demonic Sect held.

Moreover, they were originally unorthodox individuals who had lived more freely than anyone else.

Naturally, the Triple Grave Twins’ words were tempting.

If they could regain their freedom, they were willing to endure any price.

The number of those glancing at their neighbors, gauging their reactions, was at least a hundred.

However, none of them readily took action.

They were concerned that the ones who had come forward to persuade them were the Triple Grave Twins.

Lacking in face, lacking in shame, lacking in awareness.

They were scoundrels who possessed all the qualities that even fellow unorthodox individuals disliked.

It was then that someone from the Central Plains martial arts camp stepped forward.

“Shinma’s Might risked his life to declare martial arts forbidden for the sake of us unorthodox individuals!”

“Even if you don’t trust anyone else, you can trust Shinma’s Might! If you can’t trust us, trust the path he has walked until now!”

Among the Demonic Sect’s personnel who recognized the two men’s faces, several nodded.

Even among the unorthodox individuals, there were those who valued honor to some extent.

And for those people, Gu Yuyinso Janggok and Chupimurang Gok Woonkyung were people they could trust more than anyone else.

Their popularity was that high.

Danakseon drove the wedge for those who were still hesitant.

“Most of you here have probably heard stories about me. I don’t discriminate between the orthodox and unorthodox factions! If you change your mind now, I will help you escape the Demonic Sect’s control!”

Danakseon’s words caused a great stir in the Demonic Sect’s camp.

“If you want to regain your freedom, step back!”

As soon as those words were finished, people began to fly out from various parts of the Demonic Sect’s camp.

“How dare you!”

Mayeonggi couldn’t hide his bewilderment at the number of defectors, which was higher than he had expected.

Something that could not and should not have happened was unfolding before his eyes.

To think that the shackles and dominance he believed to be firm were shaking so futilely!

Even more shocking was the fact that the words of the young boy in front of him held more power than the Order’s authority, which had been maintained through fear.

Choakryang, watching the scene, nodded with a satisfied smile.

He had succeeded in reducing the enemy’s strength with just a few words before even fighting properly.

“Let’s begin.”

At Choakryang’s words, Beomgyewi, gripping the Great Chaos Rod, grinned.

“Hehe. I’ve been waiting for those words.”

The moment those words ended, Beomgyewi was no longer in that spot.

He had already transformed into a streak of light, charging towards Mayeonggi, who was standing at the very front of the line.

Kwaang!

A massive explosion shook the area, signaling the start of the greatest battle since the Righteous-Demonic War.

Choakryang and Han Seolhwa.

Following them, the Arhats of Shaolin, led by Beopryo, and the Plum Blossom Swordsmen of Hwasan, led by Jin Myeongjin, surged forward like a wave.

Kang Wiryong, not wanting to be left behind, joined in with terrifying momentum, scattering death indiscriminately.

“No! Don’t retreat! I said come back!”

Cheokdaegwang screamed with a pale face as the ranks of the left flank collapsed in an instant.

Once the battle began, the number of defectors increased even further.

In the end, more than half of the Demonic Sect’s unorthodox individuals gave up fighting and retreated, and even among those who remained, only a few fought with all their might.

No, they couldn’t even fight properly in the first place.

That was how terrifying the divine might of the masters responsible for the enemy’s vanguard was.

In just a few blinks of an eye.

The victory had quickly tilted to their side.

‘I have to find a way somehow!’

Hyeokryungho and Cheokdaegwang, exchanging a glance, confirmed Mayeonggi’s struggle against Beomgyewi and immediately flew towards him.

As things stood, they intended to escape this place and flee to the Divine Land.

However, reality was not so lenient.

Choakryang and Han Seolhwa stood in the way of the two men who were trying to join Mayeonggi.

The four became entangled in a chaotic mess in an instant.

And at that moment.

“……!”

“……!”

Hyeokryungho and Cheokdaegwang.

The two men’s faces darkened with a sense of despair.

The moment they exchanged blows, they instinctively realized that their opponents were masters of even higher realms than themselves.

With this, the outcome was as good as decided.

“How dare a mere Mangsang brat!” [Mangsang: A derogatory term for someone young and inexperienced]

Mayeonggi’s thunderous roar echoed at that moment.

His hands were already filled with crimson flames, flickering.

The Demonic Sect’s ultimate skill that had solidified his position as the Flame Lord.

The pinnacle of the Extreme Yang Art revealed its formidable divine might.

The surrounding air vaporized as soon as it touched the flames engulfing his hands, and the dirt floor melted and began to bubble and boil.

However, Beomgyewi calmly thrust the Great Chaos Rod into it.

‘Hmph, he’s jumping to his death.’

Mayeonggi inwardly sneered as Beomgyewi, whom he had expected to retreat, charged straight in.

He wasn’t afraid of the hideous flail spinning in Beomgyewi’s hand at all.

Moreover, Beomgyewi was someone who wielded yang-based internal energy.

Unlike Han Seolhwa, who wielded ice arts, Yeolhyanggong, which possessed the same properties, could never be his match.

‘I won’t leave a single bone behind!’

Mayeonggi, determined, unleashed his ultimate technique, Flame Obliteration of the World.

And to top it off, at the moment when its power reached its peak, he mixed in the Reverse Immortal Art, which had properties antagonistic to Central Plains martial arts.

It was a hidden card he had recently achieved but had never used in actual combat.

The Flame Obliteration of the World, containing formidable heat.

And the Reverse Immortal Art added to it boasted unprecedented power.

“Oh!”

As expected.

Bewilderment erupted from Beomgyewi’s mouth as he recklessly charged in.

Beomgyewi, who hastily retrieved the Great Chaos Rod, which had instantly turned crimson and looked as if it would melt and flow down at any moment, frowned.

Kwack.

At the same time, Beomgyewi, who had plunged the Great Chaos Rod into the ground, stretched out his hand.

Whirring!

At that moment, the flames that had been writhing around the area engulfed Beomgyewi as he was.

Mayeonggi smiled with satisfaction, imagining Beomgyewi turning into a handful of ashes and scattering before long.

However, it didn’t last long.

“……!”

Mayeonggi’s face contorted.

It was because he belatedly realized that something was going wrong.

Beomgyewi, smiling and slowly closing the distance.

‘He’s enduring this?’

It was a situation he couldn’t understand with his head, but nevertheless, Mayeonggi poured in his true energy with all his might.

Thud.

Suddenly, a hand burst through the flames in front of him and grabbed him by the collar.

“……!”

Mayeonggi’s heart sank.

“Is this all you’ve got?”

Mayeonggi’s eyes widened as he saw Beomgyewi opening his mouth calmly while engulfed in flames.

Along with this, Mayeonggi felt a terrifying heat he had never experienced before boiling from within.

“Kuh-eh-eck!”

With a desperate scream, white flames spewed out from Mayeonggi’s seven orifices, including his eyes and mouth.

“Hmph!”

As Beomgyewi released his hand, Mayeonggi’s figure collapsed as it was.

Thud.

And the moment it touched the ground, it turned into white ashes without leaving a trace.

“Gasp!”

“How can this be!”

Hollow breaths escaped from Hyeokryungho and Cheokdaegwang’s mouths.

Mayeonggi’s absurd death.

The two men’s eyes, witnessing this up close, were filled with shock.

However, their situation was not so good either.

Cheokdaegwang, realizing that his entire body was exposed to a terrifying killing intent he had never experienced before, repeatedly threw punches at the front to escape that killing intent.

However, the fist force was easily pierced and the strength collapsed by the opponent’s gesture.

It was right after that that he met the cold eyes staring at him within that.