Chapter 512

Someone replied from atop the wall beside the Bright Demon God.

“That’s an interesting proposal. An opportunity to receive a tour of Mount Song from a Shaolin Temple native, I don’t want to miss it.”

Namgung Rak stood atop the wall. His body was uncomfortable from severe injuries including broken ribs and a fractured ankle, but that didn’t mean the Sword King’s spirit had disappeared.

“A former monk seeking women in broad daylight. Not a madman but a lecher.”

The Bright Demon God’s eyes rolled back as he turned around. Sword Empress Im Yi-eon looked down at the Bright Demon God with a light of contempt. The Bright Demon God’s eyebrows twisted.

Not only Namgung Rak and Im Yi-eon, but Thousand-Faced Thief No-gwan, Funeral Parlour’s Baek Oh-sa, and Coal Miners’ Tap Tak-yeon appeared one by one and surrounded the Bright Demon God.

Despite being surrounded by renowned masters, the Bright Demon God wasn’t intimidated and shouted.

“Useless things, get lost and bring out the woman and child!”

Tap Tak-yeon flapped his large ears, listened to the Bright Demon God’s voice, and said.

“I know who you’re looking for, but can you just take them? Cut off both legs and offer one arm, and I’ll let you take them.”

The Bright Demon God suddenly perked up his ears.

“Really?”

The Bright Demon God looked down at his own legs, wondering if he should really do that.

“Hmm, then you’ll take me to the woman and child.”

Tap Tak-yeon was startled that he really seemed about to do it.

“Hey. You’re not really going to cut them? If you cut your legs, how will you return to Shaolin Temple?”

“I’ll jump there.”

“Without legs?”

The Bright Demon God asked back as if it were strange.

“If you don’t have legs, you can’t jump?”

Tap Tak-yeon got angry.

“If you can jump without legs, then I, who am blind, can see ahead!”

The Bright Demon God stared at Tap Tak-yeon and said.

“If you’re blind, how can you see ahead? You say strange things.”

Tap Tak-yeon flushed red with indignation.

The Bright Demon God seriously said to that Tap Tak-yeon.

“But my legs are too hard to cut. What should I do?”

Tap Tak-yeon ground his teeth in disbelief.

“Why are you asking me!”

No-gwan rebuked Tap Tak-yeon.

“Don’t exchange strange words with a madman.”

Tap Tak-yeon scratched his head, both angry and embarrassed.

Baek Oh-sa, the new leader of Funeral Parlour, stepped forward carrying a giant iron coffin. Thud, thud. With each step, heavy vibrations from the iron coffin’s weight rang out and left footprints.

“Is that madman really a master comparable to the Great Buddha? I can’t believe it even seeing him. I’ll cross hands with him first.”

The Bright Demon God looked at Baek Oh-sa and cheered.

“Excellent!”

“Hmm?”

The Bright Demon God suddenly stomped his foot and launched his body toward Baek Oh-sa.

“Instead of me, you can cut off your limbs and offer them!”

“This madman!”

Baek Oh-sa grabbed the iron coffin taller than himself with both hands and swung it.

Whooom! A heavy sound of cutting through air rang out. The Bright Demon God flew forward head first. The iron coffin struck the Bright Demon God’s head hard.

Crash! The center of the iron coffin’s lid dented deeply. Baek Oh-sa was flung backward by the Bright Demon God’s strike. The iron coffin was thrown to the ground with its lid lifted and dented.

Everyone was shocked by the Bright Demon God’s Iron Head Skill. Especially Baek Oh-sa held his cracked ribs and looked at the absurdly dented iron coffin.

The Bright Demon God staggered briefly and shook his head. He was fine except for his head being a bit red.

“Ignorant monk bastards.”

At Im Yi-eon’s murmur, the Bright Demon God got angry and rushed in.

“I can tolerate you insulting me, but I can’t tolerate you insulting my martial brothers!”

“What?”

Listening to the Bright Demon God’s words was enough to make even the listener’s mind go strange.

Im Yi-eon calmly drew sword energy and responded to the Bright Demon God. Since the clothed parts were blocked by Iron Cloth Shirt anyway and useless, she sharply slashed vital points like the Bright Demon God’s exposed wrists, nape, and philtrum with Swallow Brave Slanted Cliff Sword.

Slash! The Swallow Brave Slanted Cliff Sword’s sword energy made rough sounds like cutting hard rock as it scraped the Bright Demon God. However, the Bright Demon God only had red marks on his body as if wearing iron armor all over.

The Bright Demon God ignored it and reached out to grab Im Yi-eon. Though it seemed like randomly extending fingers, it was the complex entangled hand techniques of Shaolin Temple’s advanced Arhat Hand Methods. Im Yi-eon withdrew her body while scraping the Bright Demon God’s body.

Crack! Slash! Red lines continued to be drawn.

The Bright Demon God seemed irritated and stomped his feet while chasing Im Yi-eon. He followed in a simple straight line, then suddenly popped up in front of Im Yi-eon as if skipping through space. Im Yi-eon hastily circulated her internal energy and twisted her body. Im Yi-eon frowned. Since she still wasn’t fully recovered, suddenly moving internal energy burdened her body.

The Bright Demon God tripped Im Yi-eon’s leg while pushing her face with his shoulder, then spun half a turn and kicked her abdomen with his back leg. It was a clean chain kick technique hard to see as that of a madman. Im Yi-eon lifted her caught leg, maintained center on one leg, and lowered her waist to dodge even the Bright Demon God’s shoulder. The Bright Demon God’s foot twisted its trajectory in mid-air and kicked Im Yi-eon’s knee.

Namgung Rak intervened. Standing upside down above the Bright Demon God, he raised his palm. As soon as his hand rose, the Bright Demon God’s head shook and dull sounds rang out.

Thud thud thud. Over ten strikes were delivered in an instant. However, the Bright Demon God didn’t stop attacking Im Yi-eon and extended one hand toward Namgung Rak to respond.

Namgung Rak deployed Absolute Slow Sword in mid-air. In an instant, the Bright Demon God grabbed the sword with Dragon Claw Hand. Namgung Rak’s sword wasn’t the Ladle River Divine Sword but one borrowed from the Tang Family. Though not a famous sword, it wasn’t an ordinary longsword either, yet he grabbed it barehanded even with sword energy extending.

Crunch!

Before Absolute Myriad Swords could unfold, the middle of the sword broke and crumpled. The Bright Demon God simultaneously kicked Im Yi-eon in succession. Im Yi-eon tried to stab the Bright Demon God’s foot with her sword to create distance, but the Bright Demon God’s ankle suddenly bent sharply and the tip of his foot bounced to strike Im Yi-eon’s wrist.

Im Yi-eon didn’t drop her sword, but her wrist’s pressure point was precisely struck and paralysis came to her right arm. It stiffened up to the elbow. Before completely losing use of her arm, Im Yi-eon forcibly spewed sword energy to break through the blocked meridian. There was no other method since sword energy didn’t work on this opponent anyway.

The internal energy of sword energy concentrated on the tightly blocked meridian in her wrist, then burst out like a flower bud opening and condensed at the sword tip.

Im Yi-eon fiercely turned her body and stabbed the Bright Demon God’s entire body with sword energy.

The Bright Demon God swatted away the stabbing sword with both hands as if brushing off dust.

Dong dong doong! Doong!

Each time he touched sword energy, bell-striking sounds came from the Bright Demon God’s hands. The Bright Demon God forcefully struck the sword with his palm and kicked Im Yi-eon whose center was scattered. Im Yi-eon was hit in the stomach and pushed backward.

The Bright Demon God’s hand that struck sword energy wasn’t fine either. His palm split open as if flesh melted by fire.

Yet without even looking at his palm, the Bright Demon God suddenly sniffed.

“I smell milk. It’s nearby!”

While the Bright Demon God looked around, Namgung Rak who had discarded the crumpled sword landed on the ground and raised his hand.

“Sword!”

Thousand-Faced Thief No-gwan of the Leper Mound Group threw a sword to Namgung Rak. Namgung Rak caught the sword and immediately took the stance for Absolute Slow Swords’ starting form. Fierce pressure poured onto the Bright Demon God’s back.

Namgung Rak slowly extended the sword. Dozens of sword marks appeared on the Bright Demon God’s back. The Bright Demon God took a deep breath, then used the impact on his back to instead shoot forward.

Im Yi-eon in front was knocked down by colliding with the Bright Demon God’s body.

“Ha! Are you running away?”

“I have no business with you!”

Tap Tak-yeon jumped down from the wall and swung his pickaxe toward the Bright Demon God.

“I do!”

A pickaxe containing power to split even metal-mixed rocks.

Clang!

The pickaxe struck the Bright Demon God’s shoulder. The pickaxe blade broke through the Iron Cloth Shirt and entered. Though it didn’t embed in flesh, the impact of the swung pickaxe made even the Bright Demon God’s knee bend.

“How does it taste, you madman!”

However, though the charge was stopped, that couldn’t injure the Bright Demon God. As soon as the Bright Demon God bent his knee, he straightened it and rammed Tap Tak-yeon with his head. Tap Tak-yeon blocked with the pickaxe handle.

Crunch. The handle crushed and the pickaxe head flew off. Tap Tak-yeon spewed blood and was pushed back to crash into the wall. The Bright Demon God pushed the wall and ran.

Boom rumble.

Bricks collapsed and a hole was pierced in the wall.

Baek Oh-sa, who was behind the wall, struck the emerging Bright Demon God with the bent iron coffin.

Bang. The Bright Demon God’s head bent completely backward. His legs that were running went past his body forward then floated into the air. His body spun once upside down. The Bright Demon God turned and landed on the ground, then crouched as much as possible before stretching and leaping up.

Whoosh, wind arose in mid-air. Above the leaping Bright Demon God’s head, someone had leaped even higher.

Yuk Ha-seon held a greatsword and struck down forcefully. The Bright Demon God raised his palm to block Mount Tai Crushing Strike. Doong! From the Bright Demon God’s palm through his shoulder to his body, bell sounds rang. Yuk Ha-seon’s Mount Tai Crushing Strike also couldn’t stop the Bright Demon God. The Bright Demon God twisted his body several times in mid-air and kicked with agility hard to believe from such a large frame. Yuk Ha-seon was kicked several times and fell to the ground.

The Bright Demon God stomped his left instep with his right foot and re-leaped into the air. And leaped up once more. The Bright Demon God who leaped up almost twenty zhang or more rolled his eyes.

“Found you!”

The Bright Demon God who jumped down as if falling onto the wall stepped on roof tiles and jumped to the highest wall.

Kyaaaah!

A white monkey leaped out from atop the wall and bared its teeth. The Bright Demon God was startled and pulled his head back in mid-air, but White Ape flew into the Bright Demon God’s arms. Mu-gak was held in White Ape’s embrace.

“You bastard! Don’t rampage with just Golden Bell Shield level!”

Mu-gak pressed the Bright Demon God’s chest with fingers in splints.

BOOOOM!

The Bright Demon God crashed down just like that. His upper garment tore to shreds and one side of his chest was slightly crushed, bruising purple.

The Bright Demon God crashed into the ground then bolted upright. However, his legs gave out and he knelt. Baek Oh-sa raised the iron coffin and struck down on the Bright Demon God’s head and back like hammering nails.

Bang crash crash!

The Bright Demon God’s body broke the bluestone floor and was embedded. Baek Oh-sa continued pounding with the iron coffin. The Bright Demon God was face down, his body half buried. Baek Oh-sa’s iron coffin was completely bent.

“Ptui.”

Baek Oh-sa spat and struck the Bright Demon God’s back of the head once more with the iron coffin. The Bright Demon God’s face was driven in.

Not long after, Namgung Rak, Im Yi-eon, and the leaders of the Three Evils gathered around the Bright Demon God. The Bright Demon God didn’t budge as if dead.

“Tenacious.”

Tap Tak-yeon shuddered. All the renowned masters had to swarm him to barely subdue him.

Shaolin Temple’s protective body energy at its extreme was truly terrifying. Without Mu-gak, they would have suffered more to subdue him.

“Is this one Beom-ga?”

Amid Tang Family warriors standing guard, Tang Ha-ran appeared holding Poison Heaven.

“We must cripple his martial arts, imprison him in the jail, and hear what happened.”

But then the Bright Demon God’s finger twitched.

White Ape screamed chillingly loud.

Kiyaaaaa!

Whoosh! The Bright Demon God’s body disappeared from where it lay face down. Simultaneously, a blurry shadow appeared behind Tang Ha-ran and the Tang Family warriors. The Bright Demon God’s huge shadow fell over Tang Ha-ran’s head.

Namgung Rak shouted.

“Shift Form Exchange Position!”

The Bright Demon God looked down at Tang Ha-ran and raised his hand. Tang Ha-ran turned her head and looked up at the Bright Demon God directly. Dok-cheon also didn’t cry and looked at the Bright Demon God with pure eyes.

Gurgle.

When Poison Heaven laughed, the Bright Demon God’s face contorted.

“I hate children most in the world!”

The Bright Demon God tried to grab Tang Ha-ran and Poison Heaven with both palms. However, before that, the Bright Demon God’s body was lifted into the air.

“But I like them.”

Jin Ja-gang was pressing fingers into the Bright Demon God’s chest and lifting the Bright Demon God upward.