Chapter 311 – The Blood Wind Blows from Sichuan Province (2)

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CRASH!

Dam-ho’s foot kicked the ship’s deck. In an instant, the large ship swayed as if swept by a tsunami. Because of this, the people on the ship had to lose their balance and stagger.

Swish!

Dam-ho didn’t miss that opportunity.

Like a fierce charge like a battering ram, the surrounding air was sucked in with a whoosh. Dan Woon-hyang and Tang Gun-yang’s hair fluttered madly. However, the two didn’t panic and threw their bodies off the ship. It was the same for other subordinates.

They all threw their bodies simultaneously as if they had been waiting.

Dan Woon-hyang, floating in mid-air, shouted:

“Now!”

CRASH CRASH BOOM!

At that moment, the ship they had been riding exploded. They had detonated thunder bombs hidden inside.

The large ship was instantly engulfed in flames and caused chain explosions. Red flames and ship fragments flew in all directions.

Dan Woon-hyang, Tang Gun-yang, and others landed on the water surface and watched the scene. Where they landed, small boats were already waiting.

Landing on the small boats, they watched the burning, sinking ship while not letting their guard down. Their opponent was the Fist Demon. The most ferocious and dangerous person in the world.

Before they knew it, dozens of small boats had gathered around them. The boats carried Dan Woon-hyang’s subordinates and Tang Clan martial artists.

Pew pew pew pew!

They fired Blood Tear Soul Piercing Needles toward the burning ship.

Countless silver needles pierced through the red flames and embedded in the ship.

“Even if he had wings, he couldn’t survive, Fist Demon!”

Dan Woon-hyang’s face was dyed red by the blazing flames. The flickering shadows made her expression even more eerie.

Tang Gun-yang smiled beside her. He felt ecstasy at the fact that he was hunting with his own hands the absolute demon who was hard to find a match for in the world.

‘Once we eliminate the Fist Demon, nothing in Sichuan Province will be able to stop us.’

Finally, it was the moment when the Tang Clan would leave narrow Sichuan Province and soar across the world. Dam-ho’s death was merely the prelude to that.

It was the moment his smile deepened.

Whirrrr!

The people standing on small boats on the river heard noise like tens of thousands of bees flapping their wings simultaneously.

At first, they thought they had misheard. But as the noise grew louder, people realized they hadn’t misheard.

“Be careful… he’s…”

Swish!

The moment Tang Gun-yang uttered a warning cry, a long object burst through the flames. The long object that writhed like an ascending dragon and swept across the water surface was an anchor rope used to secure ships.

The burning anchor rope swept across the river surface like a broom.

CRASH CRASH CRASH!

“Kreuk!”

“Avoid it!”

The small boats struck by the anchor rope broke like corn stalks, and the martial artists riding on them were flung in all directions like grasshoppers.

“It’s him!”

Dan Woon-hyang and Tang Gun-yang shouted while floating their bodies in the air.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Dam-ho appeared through the flames. In his hand was a long anchor rope. The burning anchor rope swayed madly in his grip.

The martial artists struck by the anchor rope had their bones broken and muscles crushed as they fell into the river. The lucky ones could survive by grabbing fragments of broken boats, but those who couldn’t drowned with fatal wounds.

Tap tap!

Dam-ho ran toward Dan Woon-hyang, stepping on ship fragments floating on the water surface.

The windbreaker robe he always wore was torn in places and on fire, and traces of being caught in the explosion remained clearly on Dam-ho’s entire body.

Fragments of thunder bombs were embedded in his side with fresh blood flowing down, and a terrible wound gaped on his shoulder. Despite wounds that would have killed an ordinary person instantly, Dam-ho was charging like a beast.

“Hmm!”

“That demon-like…”

Dan Woon-hyang and Tang Gun-yang felt their hair stand on end.

They saw the illusion of a beast that had crawled up from the bottom of hell charging with its mouth wide open.

Though he had suffered fatal wounds from the thunder bombs, nothing could stop Dam-ho’s mad charge.

Swish!

The burning anchor rope flew toward them.

“Haaaat!”

“Krap!”

Dan Woon-hyang and Tang Gun-yang simultaneously deployed their ultimate techniques to protect their bodies. Dan Woon-hyang swung the red whip at her waist like a whip, and Tang Gun-yang deployed Blood Spirit Insect Poison Hand, one of the Tang Clan’s secret martial arts.

CRACK!

The whip and anchor rope entangled like snakes and writhed. Fire immediately spread to the whip as well, but Dan Woon-hyang didn’t care.

She had absolute confidence in her martial arts, enough to call herself the Demon Mother. Though she had fled under Dam-ho’s intimidation in the underground cave, she too was a renowned master within the Demon Cult.

Dan Woon-hyang momentarily blocked Dam-ho’s attack, and Tang Gun-yang didn’t miss that opportunity and deployed the ultimate technique of Blood Spirit Insect Poison Hand to attack Dam-ho.

CRASH!

His hand struck Dam-ho’s shoulder.

For a moment, Tang Gun-yang’s face contorted. It was because he felt pain in his hand as if he had struck an iron plate.

“What?”

He could tell without looking that the palm bone that had struck Dam-ho’s shoulder was broken. It was because Dam-ho had deployed a shield of ultra-vibration protective energy the moment he was attacked.

However, Tang Gun-yang didn’t suffer only losses. His Blood Spirit Insect Poison Hand contained terrible poison. Once struck by Blood Spirit Insect Poison Hand, even Dam-ho couldn’t be unharmed.

To detoxify the poison of Blood Spirit Insect Poison Hand, Tang Clan’s secret medicine was absolutely necessary. Though internal energy could somewhat delay the poisoning, complete detoxification was impossible.

Indeed, Dam-ho’s complexion instantly turned black. It was because the poison had attacked his heart.

It wasn’t simply because of Tang Gun-yang’s Blood Spirit Insect Poison Hand alone. At some point, green mist was rippling over the water surface. The Tang Clan’s martial artists had set off poison smoke.

They had already taken antidotes and could be free from the poison.

Absolute poisons like Ten Li Soul Severing Poison and Green Flower Blood Acid Powder were scattered in the river. The river that had been only blue just moments before instantly turned into poisonous water.

Fish that had been swimming freely underwater were instantly wiped out and floated up to the surface. Dam-ho abandoned the anchor rope entangled with Dan Woon-hyang’s whip and grabbed his windbreaker robe that had caught fire.

Dan Woon-hyang, who hadn’t expected Dam-ho to abandon the anchor rope, couldn’t find her balance and staggered momentarily, and Tang Gun-yang, who was on the same boat, also had to struggle to maintain balance.

Whoosh!

At that moment, Dam-ho threw his windbreaker robe toward Tang Gun-yang. Tang Gun-yang felt his vision suddenly darken and panicked. The windbreaker robe had completely covered his upper body.

CRASH!

At that moment, Dam-ho’s Explosive Star Strike hit his torso.

“Kereok!”

Tang Gun-yang vomited blood from inside the windbreaker robe. Pain as if struck by a giant iron hammer covered him. But the pain was only just beginning.

CRASH CRASH CRASH!

Dam-ho’s fists poured down consecutively over his torso covered by the windbreaker robe.

Bones broke and muscles were crushed. Blood vessels burst and tendons snapped. Everything that made Tang Gun-yang human was breaking like cookies.

CRASH!

The moment the final blow struck, Tang Gun-yang’s body collapsed powerlessly like a puppet with cut strings.

That was Tang Gun-yang’s end.

Tang Gun-yang, covered by the windbreaker robe, stared with wide eyes as if he couldn’t believe his own death. But there was no vitality of the living in his two eyes.

Tang Gun-yang’s death was truly a disaster that happened in an instant. In the face of such a great disaster, there was nothing Dan Woon-hyang and the Tang Clan masters could do.

Dan Woon-hyang, who had barely untangled the anchor rope entangled with her whip, trembled.

“Demon-like…”

Dam-ho’s appearance of carrying out slaughter while poisoned by numerous Tang Clan poisons and fatally wounded by thunder bombs didn’t look like a fellow human at all.

“Kill him! Kill him!”

Dan Woon-hyang screamed at the top of her lungs.

Veins stood out on her forehead, and tendons protruded on her neck.

She was afraid.

Never in her life had she been this afraid.

The stench of death flowing from the human body called Dam-ho paralyzed her reason. Feeling that damp breath that didn’t seem like a fellow human made her even more afraid.

Dan Woon-hyang’s subordinates threw their bodies to save her. The sight of beautiful women reminiscent of fairies launching a body attack was tragically beautiful.

Any man would have his heart shaken by the women’s beautiful appearance. But the human called Dam-ho was different from other humans they knew.

An enemy is an enemy.

Gender doesn’t matter for enemies.

CRACK!

“Kyaaak!”

A woman as beautiful as a fairy fell into the river with a scream. The woman who struggled in the poisonous water instantly sank and disappeared.

“Please just die!”

“Uuuu!”

Tang Clan martial artists cried out in despair and threw hidden weapons.

In their eyes, Dam-ho was not human. He was a monster that wouldn’t die no matter what wounds he received.

Their faces were stained with blood, tears, and fear.

CRASH!

The wind of death blew. It was the wind Dam-ho brought. The Tang Clan martial artists swept up by the wind died with tragic screams.

In that process, Dam-ho also suffered more wounds, but his advance never stopped.

Dan Woon-hyang threw her body and moved to another small boat. Then Dam-ho also threw his body toward the boat she was riding.

A face stained with blood, black pupils surging wildly between them. Dan Woon-hyang’s face reflected in them, frozen with terror.

Only then did Dan Woon-hyang realize how complacently she had thought.

Dam-ho was never someone who could be dealt with by this level of trap and personnel. It was wrong to come here relying only on Seok Mu-gang, one of the Thirteen Branches, from the beginning.

To face someone like Dam-ho, a monster-like existence that could match him was needed. But there was no such existence here.

Not even the Cult Leader she loved so much, not the Black and White Lions, not the Four Great Corps Leaders, not the Seven Great Demons…

They were too far away.

‘No, there is one.’

At that moment, one fact flashed through her mind like lightning.

He was not far from here.

Someone no less than Dam-ho, no… an even more tremendous monster.

The moment she thought of him, Dan Woon-hyang realized that a rope of salvation had descended from heaven.

Dan Woon-hyang desperately threw her body toward outside the river.

Dam-ho also threw his body following her. But the Tang Clan martial artists and Dan Woon-hyang’s subordinates desperately blocked him.

“Block him with your lives.”

Dan Woon-hyang gave them a death order.

She knew.

The fact that they would all die. Trying to stop the monster called Dam-ho with only them was no different from suicide. Knowing this fact, she still gave the death order.

To Dan Woon-hyang, her subordinates were merely expendable items that could be replaced at any time. Their lives were not objects of her interest.

Her interest was only in her own safety. As long as she could save her own life, she didn’t care how many died.

“Uaaak!”

“Kraak!”

Endless screams of death were heard from behind.

Water shot up to the sky, and those who had blocked Dam-ho were flung backward. It was no different from an Asura hell painting.

Dam-ho advanced while defeating those who blocked his path.

Death came to every small boat he transferred to.

As many people as the dead fish floating belly-up on the water surface died in the same manner.

Tap!

Finally, Dam-ho broke through the human barrier blocking his path and landed on shore. His entire body was soaked with blood, and rough breathing flowed from his mouth.

He too was human. Being human, he couldn’t help but tire and get wounded.

“Huu!”

The breathing sound of a wounded beast flowed through his lips.

Dam-ho put his hand into his bosom. Then he grasped a small wooden box. Inside the box was the Nine Revolution Life Poison Pill.

Crunch!

Dam-ho poured the Nine Revolution Life Poison Pill into his mouth and then looked at the ground.

Dan Woon-hyang’s footprints remained on the ground.