CLS-Chapter 670

Chapter 670:

A light that seemed to blind the eyes.

The Demon Cult members were crushed by terror as they watched Wei Yan-ho’s radiance, which had now become familiar.

How could it be otherwise?

Every time that light flashed, someone died. Every time that light flickered, they were pushed back endlessly.

The radiance that had now become Wei Yan-ho’s symbol created a massive circular sphere.

‘Damn it!‘

Blood Demon stopped his feet as he watched the scene.

Then he trembled.

Just how was he supposed to counter that tremendous, overwhelming energy?

It was different from any martial art he had ever seen. If he hesitated every time he encountered an unfamiliar martial art, he wouldn’t deserve to be called a Bishop.

But this wasn’t a problem of that dimension.

The massive radiance that surrounded Wei Yan-ho—no, completely enveloped him—left Blood Demon unable to grasp where or how to begin attacking.

‘Is that swordsmanship?‘

The martial arts of masters who have reached the absolute realm transcend form. Using swordsmanship like palm techniques and emitting fist force like sword energy is all too natural for them.

But the martial art Wei Yan-ho was displaying now couldn’t be expressed as merely transcending form.

That wasn’t swordsmanship.

Nor was it anything else for that matter.

Wei Yan-ho’s sword was completely transcending the common sense of martial arts that Blood Demon knew.

Yes, just like…

‘Like that person.‘

It was utterly blasphemous.

But Blood Demon couldn’t deny the fact that the martial art Wei Yan-ho was displaying now had similarities to ‘that person’s‘. Martial art yet not martial art, sword yet not sword.

And…

‘Human yet not human.‘

Blood Demon gritted his teeth.

Were all absolute masters who had completely transcended realms like this?

‘No, no!‘

He couldn’t accept it.

That person was not human. That person was a being who had completely transcended humanity. The phrase “a god descended to earth” suited him most perfectly.

Yes, literally the Heavenly Demon.

Wasn’t he the demon sent by heaven?

But Wei Yan-ho was different. He was just a human crawling on the ground like Blood Demon and the others.

To compare Wei Yan-ho to that person, even for a moment—it was something that couldn’t happen without his head being scrambled.

That was how mighty Wei Yan-ho was now. To the point where one might doubt whether human power could truly block him.

‘Has he even surpassed the Great Demon Emperor?‘

A being who had reached a realm where human power could no longer ascend.

The demon among demons.

The Great Demon Emperor was such a person. Blood Demon knew the Great Demon Emperor better than anyone.

Because it was Blood Demon who had created the Great Demon Emperor.

Demon Blood.

The perfect demonic body.

Demon Blood was not given. It was something created by mobilizing all the secret arts and all the resources of the Demon Cult. The basic plan and method for creating that Demon Blood was devised by that person, but the one who executed it was none other than Blood Demon.

Therefore, Blood Demon knew.

How strong the Great Demon Emperor had been.

The Great Demon Emperor was a being who could only be created after pouring in such massive resources that even though they had succeeded once, they couldn’t dare attempt it a second time.

The Great Demon Emperor was as fearsome and strong as his arrogant and excessive title. With the Great Demon Emperor’s existence alone, the Cult could place the Central Plains under their feet and push forward.

But the divine power Wei Yan-ho was displaying now had surpassed even that Great Demon Emperor.

How could such a thing be possible?

It was as if heaven had sent Wei Yan-ho down to stop the Cult.

‘That can’t be.‘

No, even if it were so, heaven couldn’t stop them. Because there existed one whom even heaven’s power couldn’t handle.

“Wei Yan-hooooooo!”

Blood Demon shouted and charged at Wei Yan-ho.

Blood energy burst out from his entire body in streams.

Reckless?

Yes, it would be reckless.

It could be called a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Because what he had to do now wasn’t kill Wei Yan-ho.

What he had to do was prove something.

Even if he died here, even if he threw away his life, he would prove his unwavering loyalty.

As Blood Demon accelerated and charged, Flying Demon and Fist Demon responded by rushing toward Wei Yan-ho.

Though all they could see of Wei Yan-ho was blinding radiance, at least the target to attack was clear.

Blood Demon’s blood energy.

Flying Demon’s claw energy.

And Fist Demon’s fist energy.

Three-colored energies poured toward Wei Yan-ho with tremendous force.

A Bishop was still a Bishop.

Those who had reached the pinnacle of the Demon Cult were proving at this moment how they had climbed to that treacherous peak of the Demon Cult.

Shadow King, who was watching the scene, gaped.

‘Were they at that level?‘

Shadow King’s bones tingled as he watched.

Shadow King intuitively realized that Fist Demon hadn’t given his all when facing him. The power of the fist energy Fist Demon was displaying now was so tremendous that Shadow King couldn’t withstand it for even a single second.

But…

Why did that sight seem futile?

They were strong.

Incomparably strong.

But no matter how great a river might be, it was bound to lose its vastness before the sea. That was exactly how the Bishops looked now.

He could understand that they were incomparably strong, but that strength didn’t resonate with him. Because Wei Yan-ho, whom they had to face, was too enormous.

The light Wei Yan-ho emitted extended forward.

The moment the energies the three Bishops had emitted touched Wei Yan-ho’s radiance, they melted away like snow touched by spring sunlight.

It was an overwhelming scene.

It was like watching God’s hand purify the world. Just watching it made his heart pound.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

Someone among the Bishops’ screams drilled into their ears.

They were being pushed back.

Like before a raging wave pushed by a typhoon, nothing could withstand it.

The Bishops couldn’t do anything about Wei Yan-ho’s radiance.

No matter how much they poured out attacks and struggled desperately, Wei Yan-ho’s radiance didn’t waver at all.

And…

Paaaaaaaat!

With a sound that shook the world, the radiance Wei Yan-ho emitted extended straight forward.

Wei Yan-ho’s radiance covered everything.

People, the world, and everything that stood in his way.

The wave of radiance flowed forward, forward like water bursting from a broken embankment.

Kwaaaaaaaah!

Radiance like fierce rapids extended along Mount Hua’s peaks.

It didn’t feel like martial arts at all.

It followed a completely different trajectory from the martial arts the world knew. It was more like a landslide or flood.

The pouring light flickered and dimmed.

Nothing remained in the place where the radiance that seemed to sweep away the entire world had passed.

“……”

Everyone watching was left speechless.

The place where Wei Yan-ho’s radiance had extended was empty as if nothing had ever been there from the beginning.

But those who witnessed this scene knew.

Before that light swept through, that place had been full of the Demon Cult’s forces. They had been swept away all at once.

‘Di-disappeared?‘

Even Divine Abbot was stunned.

Vanished?

Without even leaving ashes?

“No, no!”

No. It wasn’t like that.

They hadn’t disappeared, they had been swept away. Just as raging torrents rush into villages and sweep everything away to create flat ground, Wei Yan-ho’s radiance had swept away and pushed back the Demon Cult members.

Probably those who had been here were now groaning after being pushed down below the cliff. Or dead.

Even so, Wei Yan-ho’s greatness wasn’t diminished in the slightest.

‘He blew away that many people in one strike?‘

There must have been at least a thousand Demon Cult members there. To sweep away over a thousand Demon Cult members in a single strike—was this something a human could do?

“No matter what…”

Divine Abbot unconsciously opened his mouth and stared at Wei Yan-ho.

Daily renewal and improvement.

Even that phrase seemed inadequate.

‘Just how can a person become like this…‘

Divine Abbot had already witnessed Wei Yan-ho easily defeat two Bishops at the Righteous Alliance headquarters. He had been shocked then. No one could have imagined that Wei Yan-ho would be that strong.

And he had watched the duel with Dan Cheon-geom too. He was shocked again then. He realized that the power of Wei Yan-ho he had seen at the Righteous Alliance wasn’t Wei Yan-ho’s full strength.

But now.

The current Wei Yan-ho was different again.

At this point, he couldn’t distinguish whether Wei Yan-ho was truly growing stronger, or whether he was gradually releasing more of the power he possessed.

What was certain was that the current Wei Yan-ho was stronger than any Wei Yan-ho that Divine Abbot had ever witnessed.

That fact was clear just from looking at the Bishops who were now groaning over there.

“Ugh…”

“Grrrk.”

The Bishops who had somehow managed not to be swept away while everyone else was blown back were groaning in place.

Seeing the Bishops crawling on the ground with their entire bodies stained with blood, he felt more discomfort than satisfaction.

Such appearance didn’t suit them.

The sight of the Bishops, who had arrogantly surveyed the battlefield, now spitting blood and crawling on the ground made even Divine Abbot groan.

“Cough!“

Blood Demon spat out fresh blood.

His face was a mixture of undeniable rage and fear.

‘We can win.‘

No, we will win.

Separate from his amazement, Divine Abbot’s mind was coldly analyzing this situation.

This war was won.

None of them would be able to stop Wei Yan-ho. This wasn’t simply victory in a local battle. Wei Yan-ho’s power surpassed that of the past Great Demon Emperor, and the threat Wei Yan-ho posed was far more extensive than that of the past Great Demon Emperor.

If they could secure this place definitively, the remaining ones would be swept away without resistance.

‘This is easy?‘

Divine Abbot looked at Wei Yan-ho with an expression of complete incomprehension.

Was this really because Wei Yan-ho was incomparably strong?

Or perhaps…

Wei Yan-ho looked at the Bishops and spoke coldly.

“You managed to survive quite well.”

“You…”

Wei Yan-ho tilted his head and opened his mouth.

“I told you so. You can’t handle me.”

The Bishops’ faces were stained with humiliation at Wei Yan-ho’s words.

But there was nothing they could do besides getting angry. Their internal injuries were more severe than their visible wounds. Even if a third-rate martial artist came and attacked them instead of Wei Yan-ho, they wouldn’t be able to resist.

“Grrrk!”

Fist Demon struggled to raise his body.

Covered in blood, he turned his head back.

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

The sight of all the Demon Cult warriors who had filled his back being swept away made Fist Demon’s spine run cold.

Defeat.

Those two characters filled Fist Demon’s head.

This bastard was impossible to deal with.

“If you don’t understand through words, you have no choice but to learn with your body. You shouldn’t have touched me.”

“You… what exactly…”

“You’ll find out. When you get to the afterlife, there will be someone there to welcome you. That person isn’t as easy-going as I am…”

Suddenly, Wei Yan-ho closed his mouth.

No, to be precise, he didn’t close it. Wei Yan-ho, who had been speaking, froze in place like a stone statue.

His gaze followed one direction.

Step.

Step.

The wide path that had opened.

At the end of the path that had been blown wide open when Wei Yan-ho swept away the Demon Cult members, one person was slowly walking.

Wei Yan-ho’s eyes dilated to the point where they couldn’t expand any further upon seeing that figure.

His body trembled as if struck by lightning.

Why?

Why was that person there?

Why!

The wheel of fate began to roll over Wei Yan-ho at this moment.