CHAPTER 394: INFILTRATING THE DEMON CULT (6)

Yi-gang and Go Yo-ja were also going through a difficult journey.

Their clothes had been changed to those of Demon Cult warriors.

They had stolen and worn the clothes of the Demon Cult members they defeated during infiltration.

-Damn it. I don’t think this is the place.

A curse slipped from the lips of Go Yo-ja, the Taoist.

High Spirit Palace was not a small building.

Yi-gang and Go Yo-ja could not easily find where Ha-jun was.

They had heard he was in the underground prison, and only now had they barely found the location of the prison.

-It’s about time Senior Brother Dam Hyun started moving.“

If Yi-gang could not rescue Ha-jun and the disciples first and send a signal, the plan was for Dam Hyun to move at noon.

And slowly, noon was approaching.

And not long after.

“Fire, put it out!”

High Spirit Palace became chaotic.

It seemed there was a fire on the upper floor.

Screams and shouts followed.

-Senior Brother Dam Hyun has moved.

-He’s a bit early though…“

-Let’s stop hiding.

Until now, during infiltration, they had concealed their presence.

But now, with little time left, there was no more room for that.

Yi-gang pulled up the hood attached to his collar to cover his face up to his nose.

Hoping Ha-jun was still alive.

Yi-gang and Go Yo-ja began to run.

Were Yi-gang and Ha-jun truly brothers after all?

Their ways of thinking were not so different.

Around them lay the warriors of High Spirit Palace whom Ha-jun had defeated.

Many had been pierced through the chest or neck by an iron skewer and died instantly, so their clothes were relatively intact.

Though soaked in blood, now was not the time to care about that.

Ha-jun and the disciples took the warriors’ clothes and wore them.

They ran searching for an exit.

High Spirit Palace was in chaos.

They met several running warriors, but they were confused by the sudden fire.

They had not yet encountered anyone chasing Ha-jun and the disciples.

-Run, keep pace.

Only Ha-jun could perform telepathic communication.

The disciples ran blindly.

They did not know what would happen after leaving High Spirit Palace, but for now, they ran.

They crossed the inner courtyard.

In the large courtyard was a pond, and High Spirit Palace warriors were carrying water from it.

Ha-jun and his group passed by even that.

The timely chaos was helping them.

But luck cannot last forever.

Something very unlucky happened to Ha-jun. Someone was watching the courtyard from above.

The True Demon Palace Master, Yo Dae-soon, had visited the Cult Leader’s Hall to meet the leader.

But the Sun Moon Divine Demon, Cheon Mu-do, refused Yo Dae-soon’s audience, citing poor health.

Returning to the True Demon Cult Palace, Yo Dae-soon saw smoke rising from High Spirit Palace.

It was an unusual fire.

As the most loyal Demon Cult member, Yo Dae-soon did not ignore it as someone else’s problem.

Based on the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, High Spirit Palace was located in a low area.

Yo Dae-soon descended to the Ten Thousand Demon Hall with the power of an Absolute master.

After several leaps and steps, he landed on the roof tiles of a pavilion.

There was no need to keep loyalty to the roof tiles of High Spirit Palace, so several tiles broke and fell.

Yo Dae-soon looked down from the roof tiles.

He had come running but did not know what to do.

Should he fetch water from that courtyard and sprinkle it?

It was at that moment, as Yo Dae-soon scanned the courtyard.

Yo Dae-soon’s eyes narrowed drowsily.

Many warriors were bustling around the courtyard.

But among them, some stood out distinctly.

They all headed toward the pavilion emitting smoke, but some moved against the flow like salmon swimming upstream.

From above, it was clearly visible.

Yo Dae-soon focused his eyes to observe them.

He was an Absolute master at the Unrestrained Demon Realm.

His sharp eyes could find a needle in a white sand beach.

One of them carrying someone on his shoulder seemed to have mastered martial arts.

But the others following him looked as if they could not use lightness skill and seemed strained.

Moreover, among them was even a woman.

In the middle of High Spirit Palace, a cross-dressed person and those untrained in martial arts.

In a palace on fire, moving against the flow as if fleeing was extremely suspicious.

They left the courtyard and disappeared indoors.

But Yo Dae-soon did not lose their trail.

He raised his finger and predicted the spot where the group he saw earlier would pass.

Then he bent his body slightly.

Despite being middle-aged, his bursting thighs swelled even more.

His thighs, thick as a woman’s waist, emitted explosive power.

From the leap’s impact, the roof tiles he stood on broke off in a handful.

Yo Dae-soon flew through the air.

He descended toward the roof tiles where the corridor continued.

He seemed to have no intention of lightening his body, falling mercilessly.

He fell like a meteor, accelerated by gravity at twice the speed of a normal person.

So.

It was purely unfortunate that the True Demon Palace Master, Yo Dae-soon, a demonic martial artist at the Unrestrained Demon Realm, witnessed Ha-jun’s fleeing group.

And that he did not just pass by but jumped down to block them.

It was purely an unlucky coincidence.

Ha-jun’s choice to flee was not wrong, nor did Yo Dae-soon move with any particular purpose.

It was such a misfortune.

People called misfortune from the heavens, unavoidable by human power, a natural disaster or calamity.

From Ha-jun and his group’s perspective, the huge demon revealed through the thick dust from crashing through the ceiling and falling down.

Yo Dae-soon was truly a calamity.

“Who are you guys?”

He knew that the Demon Brain kidnapped orthodox youths for experiments.

But until then, Yo Dae-soon had not realized Ha-jun’s identity.

Also, the tingling demonic energy emanating from Ha-jun at the front.

Ha-jun did not miss the moment Yo Dae-soon was surprised.

He lowered his body and stepped forward.

On the way here, he had taken a sword from a Demon Cult member.

As he took a step, Ha-jun had already drawn his sword.

His body had been overworked by the long-lasting restriction and strange grand ritual.

Would Ha-jun be unable to show his true strength?

No.

On the contrary, he was full of power.

The demonic energy flowing into his body was like oil on fire.

Then Ha-jun himself was the firewood.

Burning himself to give off light and heat…

Tssts…

After taking two steps forward, sword aura rose from his blade.

It was a deep, blook-like red sword aura.

Originally, Ha-jun’s sword aura was not such a sinister color.

The current sword aura was gloomier, more murderous, and stronger than before.

How had his body changed?

Swaaaash-!

Ha-jun’s sword traced a curve.

It was a perfect slash, so fast the large opponent couldn’t react properly.

That was what he thought.

Foolishly, the opponent put his hand in front.

There was no way to block sword aura that could cut iron with a hand.

As the sword aura pierced the flesh, about to cut the hand in two.

The sword got caught.

Blood spurted, but the opponent did not flinch.

The blood did not fall to the ground but strangely entwined around Ha-jun’s sword.

Looking up, Yo Dae-soon’s hair stood on end in all directions, his face like a ghostly deity.

Yo Dae-soon struck Ha-jun’s temple with his free right hand.

Ha-jun’s body spun sideways once.

He slammed his head into a corridor pillar and rolled on the floor.

“It seems you guys are suspicious! Reveal your identities!”

Yo Dae-soon’s martial art was the Great Blood Demonic Skill.

His appearance, enhanced by that energy, was terrifying as if just risen from hell.

Ha-jun struggled to get up.

Several Kunlun disciples who saw the gruesome scene let out small screams.

The left side of Ha-jun’s face, struck by Yo Dae-soon, was swollen red and his neck twisted as if broken.

The potentially fatal wound healed instantly.

With cracking sounds, the twisted neck bones were realigned.

His previously unfocused eyes regained focus.

He had been unconscious until just before.

Regaining consciousness, Ha-jun thought.

“So my body is no longer human now.”

Though he might be treated as a monster now, it wasn’t entirely bad.

Because now, he needed strength.

“So, you’re like a monster.”

Yo Dae-soon frowned and approached.

He intended to knock him down, subdue him, and reveal his identity.

There was an insurmountable skill gap between him and Ha-jun.

If they clashed a few more times, it would have gone as Yo Dae-soon wished.

But as Yo Dae-soon tried to break Ha-jun’s limbs, he flinched and turned his head.

“Huh!”

His hand grabbed something in the air.

Seeing it fluttering silver, he first thought it was a fish.

But there was no way a fish would fly in the burning air of High Spirit Palace.

It was a blade without a handle.

Still fluttering as if alive, the blade tore at Yo Dae-soon’s grasp; its name was White Fang.

Ha-jun recognized the sword. His pupils dilated.

“Brother…?”

The ceiling Yo Dae-soon had broken through.

Someone fell down from there.

Yi-gang, wearing Demon Cult clothes, slashed Yo Dae-soon’s back with his meteorite sword.

Whoosh!

The sudden ambush was very effective.

Much more blood spurted than when Ha-jun attacked.

“Kyaaaah!”

Yo Dae-soon struck Yi-gang as he had Ha-jun.

But Yi-gang raised his meteorite sword and blocked it.

He was knocked back but pushed off the ground to dissipate the impact.

“You bastards!”

Despite a long slash across his back, Yo Dae-soon was not incapacitated.

His hair stood on end, and the flowing blood clumped in his fists.

He looked quite threatening, as if wearing gauntlets made of blood.

Yi-gang and Ha-jun’s eyes met for a moment.

Yi-gang sent a telepathic message at that moment.

-Run away!

Ha-jun, about to join forces, hesitated for a moment.

Then Yi-gang and Yo Dae-soon collided.

Bang! Crash!

A loud noise echoed.

As Ha-jun regained his senses and tried to join again, someone grabbed his wrist.

“Come here.”

It was Peng Mu-ah.

Behind her, Go Yo-ja, also dressed in Demon Cult clothes like Yi-gang, was lifting the Kunlun disciples’ restrictions.

Even though lifting the restrictions did not immediately restore their previous levels, at least they could run faster than now.

“Quick!”

Ha-jun looked at Peng Mu-ah and nodded.

They followed Go Yo-ja’s lead, avoiding Yi-gang and Yo Dae-soon.

“Don’t even dream of it!”

Yo Dae-soon, enraged, tried to block them.

But Yi-gang did not let it go.

The vertically plunged White Fang pierced his instep and stuck into the ground.

Yo Dae-soon flinched and stopped but his fighting spirit did not weaken.

He thrust his blood-wrapped fist under Yi-gang’s jaw.

Zzzeong!

If not for the meteorite sword, he could not have blocked it.

Even sword aura could not cut his blood.

Yo Dae-soon’s fist was right under Yi-gang’s jaw.

At that moment, Yi-gang’s sixth sense warned of danger.

He instinctively turned his head.

At the same time, Yo Dae-soon’s coagulated blood sharpened like a spike.

Ssssh!

Yi-gang’s earlobe split wide open, blood spurting.

If he had been a moment later, it would have been his uvula.

His chest turned cold.

The opponent was definitely an absolute master.

Though the Supreme Ultimate Technique was not yet used, Yi-gang realized the opponent was the True Demon Palace Master.

He was still a burdensome opponent to face.

Moreover, Yi-gang’s purpose was to rescue Ha-jun’s group.

He had wounded the man’s leg, so the best strategy now was…

“Hey, you! Where are you going!”

Yi-gang immediately turned quickly and fled.

Using the Heavenly Thunder Command, Yi-gang was hard to catch even if Yo Dae-soon was unharmed.

But the enraged Yo Dae-soon did not give up.

Since Yi-gang’s group was not that fast, he resolved to chase and kill them.

However, as he tried to run, a metallic voice echoed in his ear.

-True Demon Palace Master!

It was the voice of the Demon Brain.

It was Demon Brain’s technique that could convey messages without being in sight.

When the annoyed True Demon Palace Master was about to dispel the technique.

-Wherever you are now! Come to the top floor of the palace immediately!

Had he been seen entering High Spirit Palace?

Yet he dared to give orders on where to come and go.

But because of the following words, Yo Dae-soon had no choice but to turn his body.

-The Heavenly Demon Soul, the bastard who stole that soul fragment is here. You must catch him immediately!“

That was a higher priority than chasing suspicious guys.

Yo Dae-soon turned his body decisively in the opposite direction.