Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Episode 930

Grand Master (5)

Huuuuu.

White smoke danced in the soft sighs.

I held a huge ax in my hand, but I couldn’t feel its weight.

Although I was stepping on the devastated land, I could not feel the texture of the soil.

I couldn’t recognize the wind, the temperature, or the cool yet stuffy air of Cheonghae.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s golden divine eyes were only looking at Cheon Gyo-hong.

Crumbling!!

An animal-like howl flowed from the maw of the yellow dragon as it inflated its body.

It was not a cry directed at Hyeokryeonhwi. Hwangryong, who was so sensitive to demonic energy that it went against his master’s will, was completely controlled at this moment by Yeon Hao-jeong’s will and kept an eye on Cheon Ji-hong.

‘Light blood cult leader.’

One of the three religions of Gwangshin.

Even though he was only a half-person with a dead soul, Yeon Ho-jeong’s feelings toward someone who was the master of one of the three religions were truly complicated.

However, even in the midst of such complicated feelings, one emotion that particularly stood out was anger.

Even though I had abandoned my past, which was stained with madness and murder, I could not hold back my anger when I saw one of the enemies destined by heaven.

It was cold anger.

Even in the midst of boiling emotions, Yeon Ho-jeong’s reason was functioning properly. Because it was an inevitable opponent.

‘There’s no point in checking the liver. Understanding the other person’s habits or looking for a loophole are useless against that guy.’

Yeon Ho-jeong calmly grasped Cheon Gyo-hong’s power.

‘He is higher than me.’

It’s definitely up there.

It was different from the Sixth Commander, who radiated half-power. I may not know it, but the author was a being who could use power much closer to active duty than the Chief of the Sixth Army.

then.

‘There are only attacks!’

I heard Hyeokryeonhwi talking next to me.

Yeon Ho-jeong did not listen to that. I didn’t need anyone’s information or stimulation right now.

There is only one thing to do.

Rumbling!!

The golden essence, whose density was increased to the limit, passed through his legs and gathered at the soles of his feet.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s posture lowered.

and.

bang!

Yeonhojeong rushed forward as if pushing the ground and unleashed a powerful strike.

He was the head of Geumryong Imu, the first martial artist created after achieving Hwangryongshinwanggong. However, this meeting was something different from the ones that had unfolded so far.

Whoa!

It was harder and more explosive even though it covered a wider range.

Quaaaaaaaaa!

The rubble of Daejeon shattered once again, and Cheon Gyo-hong’s body, which was stuck on the cliff, was further buried.

Kwarung! Qarring!

A huge explosion rang out from the cliff.

In the cliff that was carved into the shape of a huge palm, only Cheon Kyo-hong’s arm was exposed to the outside. The rest of the body was buried in the cliff.

Yeonhojeong attacked Gwangryongbu.

Hyeokryeonhwi was about to attack, saying he had no choice, but he was surprised by the force field that made his whole body feel like it would be torn apart, so he retreated.

Qarring! Crrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

The earth shook.

It seemed as if the entire mountain peak was shaking. The golden power moving throughout the devastated land was like seeing a yellow streak of lightning.

The amplifying Hwangryonggi.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial arts, which brought out the power of Sang-dang-jeon to the limit, was exuding the power of destruction. In order to utilize its power, the Yellow Dragon Ki was amplified, which was no different from causing a permanent increase in Yeonhojeong’s resistance power by one level.

‘Gwangpungguryongsal.’

Thick veins twitched on both arms holding the light dragon.

‘Mucham.’

Buuuuung!

A light dragon that swings diagonally as if dancing.

For a moment, a crescent moon of blinding light poured into the center of the giant palm print carved into the cliff.

Quaaaaaaaaa!

Destructive power, cutting power, and propagation power were all at their peak.

Hyukryunhwi felt goosebumps running down his spine as he watched the attack.

‘strong!’

I know that I am exerting strength beyond my capabilities.

But even though we knew that, it was such a powerful blow that we couldn’t help but be surprised. Even with my current body, which had summoned the five-colored hell ball, it seemed difficult to block it.

It was then.

The moment when Yeon Ho-jeong prepares for Gwangpung Guryongsal’s separate victory attack.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

A huge hole appeared in the middle of the cliff, and countless stone fragments flew out.

Yeonhojeong swung the Gwangryongbu from the bottom to the top. It was a winning offensive.

Flash! Crrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Many of the fragments collided with each other and soon spun majestically and soared high into the sky.

It was a martial arts feat that went far beyond imagination.

People gave the masters of Seongcheon the nickname Martial God, but they did not truly become gods.

However, those who see Yeon Ho-jeong and Cheon Gyo-hong’s martial arts will kneel down and shout that it is the second coming of God. It was a power like a disaster, a superhuman strength that could not be shown unless it was a god of great strength in mythology.

“That’s amazing!”

thud!

Despite receiving such a powerful martial attack, Cheon Gyo-hong did not die.

The left arm was broken and shaky, and there was a long, thick gash on the body, but the density of the demonic energy flowing out did not decrease in the slightest.

What was more surprising was the speed of recovery from the wound.

Crump! Uduk!

The broken left arm wriggled uncontrollably and was restored to its original state. The open wound closed on its own and soon became fine.

It was a sight that shattered common sense. At the end of the reverse heaven, Cheon Gyo-hong was proving what the demonic energy that aims for immortality can show when it reaches its ultimate stage.

Paaaaang!

Yeon Ho-jeong was not surprised by Cheon Gyo-hong’s recovery.

He just closed the distance in an instant, jumped up high, and swung the light dragon he held with both hands with great force.

It was Gwangpung Guryongsal Samcho Bongsanse (崩山勢).

Cheon Kyo-hong’s eyes suddenly changed.

Wow! Weeeeeee!

The writhing energy of Mother Nature was rushing in at an alarming speed, compressing enormous power. And that compressed power was constantly flowing into the Gwangryongbu.

It was synchronization with natural energy. It was a devastating blow that combined his own magical power and the energy of Mother Nature through his body and threw them away.

Chen Qiaohong’s eyes widened.

‘Drove from a horse?!’

no. That wasn’t a true mask.

However, synchronization with natural energy could be said to be the path to escape. In other words, it was a martial art that touched the beginning of the escape from the horse.

‘Unbelievable. How can someone who walks halfway up a mountain draw upon the power of the peak and use it?’

At that time, Cheon Gyo-hong looked into Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.

Two eyes colored with brilliant gold.

The body of a huge yellow dragon writhing inside.

Both of Qian Qiaohong’s hands unleashed the power of the Demon Emperor God.

Flash!

There was no binge drinking. The incredible strength of the two people collided, drowning out even the sound.

Everything in the quiet world turned to dust. The remains of the Daejeon and the outer walls of distant palaces collapsed, and the cracked cliff surfaces were shattered into pieces.

bang! bang!

In a noiseless world, it was Hyeokryeonhwi who burst into binge drinking alone. This was because the shock wave could not be offset by the absorption magic attack, so he had to protect himself with the Pacheonwoldo and tension.

hook!

The shock wave that was exploding soon condensed again with an eerie sound.

It was literally a moment when the power gathered into one point and exploded.

Quad deud deuk!

The force of the ground, accompanied by a terrifying tempest, caused incontinence throughout the mountain peak.

It was not a metaphor, but a force that could truly break a single peak. It is literally the power of God.

“Cough!”

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was thrown back about twenty feet, fell to his knees and vomited blood.

But that was all. The internal injuries were not serious. This was because his unconsciousness wanted to offset the spreading shock waves, and Hwangryonggi once again pushed himself to the limit and faithfully carried out his master’s will.

thud!

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up once again, holding on to the Gwangryongbu.

Hwaaaaaaa!

It was a shocking thing.

Even though he used transcendental attacks, his strength did not decrease. Rather, it was more intense than that.

And from then on, the Hwangryongshinwanggong began to show strange appearances.

Grumble! Rumbling!

Masters who have developed top-tier warfare so far read the momentum of Yeonhojeong and thought of a huge yellow dragon.

It was just an illusion and not real. In the first place, a dragon is just a divine beast that exists in mythology. Unlike the Four Gods, which emit the energy of contemplation, the Yellow Dragon God King Gong is enlightenment, so it cannot take the form of such majestic energy waves.

But now, Hwangryongong showed off that he was another living being, just like the Four Gods of Death.

A huge yellow dragon coiled behind Yeonhojeong appeared.

“…!!”

Hyukryunhwi’s eyes widened.

Powers that were impossible at the level of Yeonhojeong, or not allowed to any martial god in the world, were gathering together to create a divine beast.

It was also a form of energy created by the combination of true energy. That’s why it’s even more surprising. This was because even the Five Colored Hell Ball, the worst magical attack in history, could not create a huge hell beast like me.

‘huh?’

And Hyeokryeonhwi realized.

‘Is there any other martial artist in heaven and earth capable of manifesting illusions like the Hell Ball?’

does not exist. It’s impossible.

The illusion of manifestation is realized through the unity of salvation and enlightenment. Even if you use true energy according to the rules, if enlightenment does not reach it, the beast of hell will not reveal itself.

Then what is that?

What is Yeon Ho-jeong’s martial art that actually summoned that golden giant dragon, not an illusion?

Why does the beast of hell, who bared his teeth while watching that martial arts performance, howl with joy?

“no way!!”

Quang!

In the aftermath of the explosion, Cheon Gyo-hong, who had been buried in the ground, appeared by performing a magic trick.

It is truly in an unsatisfactory state. Surprisingly, recovery was slow even with the magic treatment. This was because recovery was being hindered by the yellow dragon energy that had taken over even the natural energy of the area.

“…as expected.”

Cheon Gyo-hong’s face was filled with astonishment.

But his voice was still calm.

“There is no power in the whole world that can suppress the Demon Emperor Qi. Even if it is possible to defeat an opponent with five-color hell balls, it is impossible to destroy them.”

thud!

He adjusted his misaligned kneecap first and straightened his posture.

“Except for one martial arts attack, there is nothing that can stop the magic attack.”

Cheon Gyo-hong glared at Yeon Ho-jeong.

I don’t know if I’m sane or not. Yeonhojeong’s appearance, with her black pupils and even the whites of her eyes tinged with gold, was like the incarnation of a martial artist or a yellow dragon.

“It was you.”

thud!

Cheon Gyo-hong took a step forward.

By encouraging Demon Jegong by cutting down his remaining lifespan, Demon Jegong, free from Hwangryonggi’s interference, quickly normalized his body.

Cheon Gyo-hong shouted.

“It was you! “The meditative maniac who has lived in hiding for hundreds of years has finally revealed himself to us!”

Ugh! Wooooow!

Cheon Gyo-hong’s voice was ringing in Yeon Ho-jeong’s ears.

“The worst traitor of this church, or blood religion! The devil who erased the footsteps of a thousand years of blood religion! “A thief who changed history and the seed of destruction!”

A voice that penetrates deep into your eardrums.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who had received no stimulation or information other than killing Cheon Gyo-hong, felt his five senses awaken from the moment he heard the word ‘contemplative maniac.’

‘A traitor?’

Pussssss.

Chen Qiaohong took another step forward.

He completely recovered his body and magic power in just two steps, and was surrounded by black darkness like a veil.

“You could be called an eternal traitor just by stealing the blood jade and running away, but to show up like this as a half-devil who couldn’t even die!”

“Blood jade…?”

“Aren’t you embarrassed, you bastard!”

Flash!

Cheon Gyo-hong’s eyes, like Yeon Ho-jeong’s, were stained with complete darkness, even the whites of their eyes.

“If you have bloody blood flowing through your veins, you should give me the blood jade right away!”