Chapter 704
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The Southern Demon Empress was certain.
Just one more moment—the time it took to drink a single cup of tea—and she could end this dreadful battle.
That would be the last breath that brat she wanted to tear to shreds, and that beast, would be allowed to take.
But that rock-solid certainty cracked the instant she was about to unleash her technique.
Guoooong-!
A great tremor rose from somewhere.
At the same time, the air rippled and the wind stopped. Feeling a powerful wave of energy pushing through the deep darkness, the Southern Demon Empress gritted her teeth.
‘This is…!’
A powerful one. A master strong enough to be free from the influence of Demonic Energy.
The thought and her response were instantaneous.
Realizing things had gone wrong, the Southern Demon Empress unleashed Internal Energy from her one remaining hand and shouted.
Not toward the source of that incoming wave, but toward someone she had to kill before it was too late.
“Kill him!”
Kwaaaaaaah!
In that instant, what tore through space wasn’t just the immense Palm Energy tinged with murky light.
A thousand humans and beasts—Mutants made more vicious and powerful by Demonic Energy—howled and hurled themselves forward.
Papat. Shwishwishwishwik!
Krrk, kraaaaah!
Teeth harder and sharper than steel glinted in the darkness.
As they charged with strength and speed far beyond their original bodies, a Palm Energy carrying a colossal aura fell like a meteor.
Toward the two beings standing in the faint halo of light within the deep darkness.
No—toward the one human who had inflicted an unforgivable humiliation on the Southern Demon Empress.
Yet as everything descended upon him, Jin Taekyung twisted his exhaustion-soaked lips.
“What a shame. You’re already too late.”
Those words.
Just a couple of hours ago, that same short phrase had flowed from the Southern Demon Empress’s lips.
Now it returned to her, dripping with ridicule.
Pooong! Hwaaak!
The deep darkness draped over the surroundings—Demonic Energy—exploded outward.
And from within it, a green Force Energy like a forest in full bloom burst forth, shattering everything in its path.
No.
It didn’t simply shatter them.
It tore them apart and devoured them.
As if… it were a single ferocious beast.
Kwadeudeudeudeuk!
The earth’s axis trembled. Compressed air detonated. Wind mixed with bitter Demonic Energy was erased.
The green Force Energy that had ripped limbs from Mutants rushing in from all sides opened its maw toward the massive Palm Energy.
Kwaang! Gugugung!
Light collided with light.
A roar that seemed to split the sky followed, and a terrifying shockwave shook the space.
The Southern Demon Empress watched her own Palm Energy dissipate beyond it, feeble and scattered.
Her eyes—capillaries burst—shot wide open.
‘Mutual destruction?’
Who did she think she was?
The greatest and noblest being in heaven and earth. A faithful servant who carried out the Heavenly Lord’s will, entrusted with the Southern Heavens.
No matter how much power she had lost to Jin Taekyung, she could still tear apart an ordinary transcendent master in moments.
And yet, mutual destruction?
She couldn’t accept it. She didn’t want to.
But she wasn’t foolish enough to deny what was right in front of her.
And she had enough judgment to deduce who had appeared.
‘There’s no doubt.’
A Fist Aura of this level.
And that massive silhouette beyond the settling dust.
A voice chilled to the bone slipped from her lips.
“…Beast Miao King, Yal Chok.”
(T/N : Where were you?!! Finally, you came!)
Poong!
A flick of the Southern Demon Empress’s sleeve sent wind bursting out, clearing the view.
Through the scattering dust, the face of a giant emerged—half-white beard hanging like the mane of an old tiger.
And behind him, standing tall like an iron tower, was a young man leaning against the body of a massive White Tiger.
“You’re late. Very.”
At Jin Taekyung’s faint voice, the Beast Miao King replied with a calm face.
“My apologies. For being late.”
“I was almost a goner.”
“That would not have happened.”
As he answered in a low voice, the Beast Miao King shot out his hand like lightning.
Peong.
With a sound like a drum bursting, Jin Taekyung’s body jolted.
The Guardian Spirit hurriedly embraced his collapsing form, baring its fangs on instinct—only for Jin Taekyung to shake his head.
Then he opened his mouth.
“Ugh. Uwaaaack!”
Chwaaaaak.
Dark red blood soaked his broad back.
Feeling dead blood pour out like vomit, the Guardian Spirit muttered.
Now that’s a hell of a feeling.
“……”
– Don’t look at me like that. Big human. I am—
Before it could continue, Jin Taekyung wiped his mouth, shoved himself upright, and spoke. His voice was far livelier than before.
“It’s not a great atmosphere for introductions, but say hello.”
“This is Whitey. I just adopted it.”
– How dare you say adopted!
“Oh, so you admit to being Whitey?”
– Hmph.
Jin Taekyung grinned at the Guardian Spirit, which bristled in anger as if it had forgotten the situation.
Then the Beast Miao King suddenly flung out both hands.
Peoong!
Green Fist Aura and murky Palm Energy collided in mid-air.
At the same time, the transparent spearhead that had been hanging limp snapped into motion.
Seogeok!
A dozen Mutants that tried to seize the opening were split apart without a scream.
The others that rushed toward Jin Taekyung’s staggering back met giant paws that had been waiting for them.
Hwoong, Kwadeuk!
Blood sprayed like a fountain. Severed limbs tumbled across the ground.
Grrrr.
With the Guardian Spirit’s low growl behind him, Jin Taekyung raised White Flame’s spearhead and pointed it in one direction.
“And that bitch who interrupted while someone else was talking… you know her, right?”
The Beast Miao King nodded.
In his deeply sunken eyes was reflected the hag with a hideous appearance.
“Yes. The Southern Demon Empress.”
His voice seethed with rage he couldn’t conceal.
The countless Mutants surrounding them—creatures that had lost their original forms under Demonic Energy—had once been the tribespeople of this land.
People the Beast Miao King had cherished and loved more than anyone.
That hadn’t changed.
The throbbing pain in his chest the moment he saw them proved it.
‘I had hoped I wouldn’t be late.’
He had run until his breath tore.
He had wrung out every last ounce of strength to get here.
And the moment he saw the Southern Barbarian Beast Palace in the distance, engulfed in darkness and flame, he understood.
He was already too late.
What he had crossed to reach this place wasn’t just mountains and fields, rivers and valleys.
It was hell.
A vision of hell.
Fragments of a nightmare from decades ago—the Great War of Justice and Demons—rose up and shredded his heart.
Collapsed buildings crushed tribespeople who hadn’t escaped in time.
Streets that had been filled with laughter and music not long ago were now swallowed by surging darkness and the Fire Demon.
And now, the greatest culprit behind this hell stood at the end of the Beast Miao King’s gaze.
“As the Palace Lord of the Southern Barbarian Beast Palace, I swear.”
Flames streamed from his reddened eyes.
The man who loved drink and people, the one who laughed loudest when tipsy, was nowhere to be found.
The giant who had once led ten thousand warriors north—earning his place among the Ten Kings by standing against the Demonic Cult’s hundred thousand disciples—continued in a voice like ice.
“I will tear your limbs to shreds.”
Peeking out from behind the Beast Miao King’s massive back, Jin Taekyung added,
“Just in case you were running low on strength, I already cut off one of her arms.”
Still pale, but his complexion was returning fast. The hand gripping his beloved weapon no longer trembled.
Jin Taekyung took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Jeobeok.
Just one step.
Yet the Mutants filling the area only flinched, unable to charge recklessly.
Their reason was broken, but instincts—amplified by Mutation—had noticed.
The flow of air had changed.
And their master, who should have been giving orders, was silent.
Those instincts weren’t far off.
For the second time since coming to the Southern Barbarian lands, the Southern Demon Empress felt danger crawling up her spine.
‘At this rate… it’s not good.’
Normally, she would have scoffed. Even if the Beast Miao King was one of the Ten Kings, he could never close the gap between them.
But now was different.
Jin Taekyung’s strike had been strong enough to freeze her with fear for an instant. Because of it, she had lost a large portion of her power—along with an arm.
The Beast Miao King arriving in this state was a real threat.
Jin Taekyung had regained some strength with the Beast Miao King’s help.
And the Guardian Spirit still carried a considerable aura.
Neither was something mere Mutants could handle.
But that wasn’t the only reason her unease kept growing.
‘Why. Why aren’t they appearing?’
Just as the Western Heavenly Demon who died in Sichuan a few months ago had done, the Southern Demon Empress also commanded subordinates.
About five hundred.
Not enough to be called a legion, perhaps, but an elite force—enough to move unseen in the Southern Barbarian lands and handle unforeseen variables.
And yet…
‘They haven’t come. Not yet.’
It had been over an hour since the Gate opened.
But the only one who had arrived on time was a single masked man.
Originally, half of them should have crossed through the Teleportation Array carved into the mirror she had gifted Baek Sang.
The other half should have sealed the Outer Palace gates from the outside.
‘Even if there was a problem with the Teleportation Array, they should have shown up somehow by now.’
As she bit down on her lip, the ground beneath her began to tremble.
Deudeuk. Deudeudeudeuk.
Believing her subordinates were finally arriving, the Southern Demon Empress let a faint smile curl her lips.
The five hundred troops now approaching were handpicked by her.
Having learned Demonic Arts, they would be even stronger under Demonic Energy.
No matter how many beasts remained in the Outer Palace, they wouldn’t be able to stop them.
“Tear my limbs to shreds? You dare say that to me?”
The Southern Demon Empress snorted.
Seeing Jin Taekyung and the Beast Miao King’s hardened faces, she couldn’t hold back her rising laughter.
“I’ll admit it. You two fought better than I thought.”
“No—no one would’ve thought it would come to this.”
But it was over now.
She swallowed the rest of her words and stepped lightly, as if nothing had happened.
And just as the taut tension seemed to loosen, the Beast Miao King spoke.
“There is.”
“What?”
“Someone who foresaw it would come to this.”
“Someone who, even while walking an irreversible path, even while writhing in self-reproach, never let go of hope until the very end.”
The Southern Demon Empress blinked, unable to comprehend a word of it.
In that moment, the Beast Miao King spun like lightning and threw a punch.
Kwaaaaaah!
Green Force Energy tore through the darkness and carved a path.
And along that path came the reinforcements that would decide how this battle ended.
Warriors clad in pure white clothing and armor.
The man at their head bowed toward the Beast Miao King.
“The Lord of Hundred Heavens Corps, bearer of the royal title… greets the Palace Lord.”
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