Chapter 707
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The Southern Demon Empress couldn’t understand.
Why? How could a grand scheme she had been certain was flawless collapse this completely? And why was she being humiliated—reduced to trading blows with mere members of the Ten Kings?
But she couldn’t keep chasing the questions.
Whoosh!
A savage tearing sound crushed the wind.
A massive figure swept in, erasing space itself. The green Fist Aura bursting from the Beast Miao King’s fist painted the world in brilliant color.
‘Ugh!’
Not long ago—
If it were the Southern Demon Empress of the past, or even the Southern Demon Empress from two hours ago, she would’ve sneered and brushed that Fist Aura aside.
Even if the Beast Miao King was one of the Ten Kings, and often underestimated for being a Southern Barbarian, he had always been a level below her.
That was the truth.
Right up until one of her arms vanished to someone’s strike, and her side was torn open.
‘Jin Taekyung.’
The name alone filled her with bitterness.
The Southern Demon Empress bared her teeth and stepped. Her figure blurred—vanishing.
The Beast Miao King realized the attack had missed and reacted at once.
Swish!
A magnificent physique over eight feet tall, yet his movement was wind-fast. His Tiger Eyes, flames pouring from them in streams, were already locked on the Southern Demon Empress as she slid in toward his flank.
Shwaaak!
A hand as large as a tiger’s paw clawed through the air.
Swoosh!
Wind rose like a blade and sliced away the hem of her palace attire. The Southern Demon Empress, leaping into the Beast Miao King’s reach, drove forward with everything she had.
Whoosh!
It was a strike meant to crush flesh, shatter bones, and burst internal organs.
But what met her small, blood-soaked hand was the Beast Miao King’s palm—several times larger than hers.
Kwaang!
The world shook. A turbid Internal Energy, as though steeped in potent poison, surged through the point of contact and rattled a man’s insides.
The Beast Miao King swallowed the blood rising into his throat and smiled.
“So that’s all you’ve got?”
Ugh.
The Southern Demon Empress glared.
She couldn’t believe it—he was smiling.
And her full-power One Palm was… this weak.
Gritting.
Blood seeped between her clenched teeth, and her form blurred again.
Shwish, poong!
Compressed air detonated with a tearing crack.
In a blink, her hands and feet struck across the Beast Miao King’s body like lightning, his frame shuddering under the barrage.
But that was all.
The Internal Energy he had refined over a long life had made his body hard as steel. Blows that would’ve once made him cough blood and fall to one knee no longer carried the same weight.
No—worse.
Their power was steadily fading.
Even with Demonic Energy flowing from the Gate, she couldn’t undo what Jin Taekyung had done to her—those massive injuries, the disruption of her Heart Strength.
And the first person to realize it was the Southern Demon Empress herself.
‘…Am I tired? Me?’
Everything had limits.
But at some point, she had forgotten her own. She had to.
Because for so long, she hadn’t felt them. No one had ever forced her to the edge.
Until now.
Swish, kwadeuk!
The incessant tearing sound—like something being chased—stopped.
And the Southern Demon Empress felt a brutal pain shoot up through her clenched hand.
Crack.
A bone-shifting sound leaked out from the small fist that should have pierced his chest and burst his heart.
The Beast Miao King had seized her fist in his huge palm. He bared blood-stained teeth.
“I told you. I’m going to tear your limbs apart and kill you.”
The voice chilled her to the bone.
Her bloodshot eyes widened.
Instinctively, she reached with her other hand for the Beast Miao King’s neck—then her gaze caught the green Fist Aura filling her vision.
‘Ah.’
Her other arm was already gone.
Puh-uh-uh-uhng!
The world flipped.
Flung like a cannonball, her vision blurred.
In the slowed world, light and darkness flickered before her eyes. Sky and earth traded places, spinning and mixing together.
And at the end of it—
A shock that felt like it would grind her whole body into powder.
Kwaaaaaang!
The remains of the Inner Palace were piled like a small mountain. The Southern Demon Empress crashed through the center and slammed in deep.
“Kueeehk!”
Chwaaaak.
Dark and red.
Dark red blood, mixed with pieces of internal organs, spattered across the scattered debris.
Her body trembled under unbearable pain.
‘No… this can’t be… this can’t be happening.’
That single thought—denying reality—filled her mind.
Something slipped into her blurred sight.
Thud. Thud.
Debris shifted. A figure staggered up from within.
A faint light trembled in the Southern Demon Empress’s shaking eyes.
Hope.
“Sa… save me. Please save me…”
Her voice sounded like it might fade out at any moment. She reached out with a trembling hand.
Toward the figure rising with both legs bent at unnatural angles.
Toward her loyal subordinate—his neck already torn, dangling limply—still crawling forward as though “monstrous power and chaos” might be enough to recover him.
Quickly. Quickly.
Get me out of here.
At this moment, the Southern Demon Empress was more desperate than anyone alive.
Her grand scheme had only half succeeded, and death—something she’d never once considered—loomed right in front of her.
She had to escape.
She wanted to survive, even if that was all she could do. If she survived, she could plan again.
She could return—restart the grand scheme, the revenge, somewhere else.
But her final hope vanished in the next moment.
A shadow fell over the masked man’s head.
Whoosh. Kwajik!
The shadow wasn’t the Beast Miao King.
Not Jin Taekyung.
Not anyone at all.
Just a massive rock.
Maybe it was dislodged by the impact.
A thousand-pound boulder—perhaps a cornerstone from the Southern Barbarian Beast Palace, buried somewhere in that mound of rubble—crushed the Southern Demon Empress’s last hope.
The masked man, long stripped of reason and moving only by his master’s orders, twitched beneath the stone.
As the Southern Demon Empress stared blankly, footsteps like thunder reached her ears.
Thud, thud.
Footsteps approaching over blood-soaked ground, sand, and shattered debris.
No screams.
No clashing blades.
Only those heavy steps.
‘Ah.’
The Southern Demon Empress finally understood as she lifted her head.
The fierce battle that would decide the fate of this land—the Southern Barbarian—was already over.
And her own fate, long drawn out, was racing toward its end.
At the head of it all stood the one who had made this happen.
Thud.
A blood-soaked beast’s paw stepped onto the debris.
Three lengths away, the giant White Tiger stopped.
On its back was a face she never wanted to see again—even in her nightmares—staring down at her.
“It feels like it’s been a while… You’ve gotten much prettier.”
Swish, pufuk!
A Finger Wind shot out on instinct, grazing Jin Taekyung’s shoulder and punching into the rubble behind him.
He wiped the blood from his cut skin and licked his blood-smeared palm.
“Thanks. I was thirsty anyway. Is this what Grandmother’s heart tastes like?”
“……”
Ugh.
Blood leaked between her clenched teeth.
As the Southern Demon Empress tried to force her battered body up, more than a dozen assault spears flew over Jin Taekyung’s head.
Swaaaaaaek, kwang!
With a single gesture, she deflected the assault spears fired by the Hundred Heavens Corps.
Her bloodshot eyes widened further.
“How dare you!”
Hwaaaak!
A voice packed with Internal Energy shook the surroundings.
She had lost an arm and suffered massive internal injuries, but the Demonic Energy pouring from the Gate still lent her power.
But—
‘It’s not enough.’
Even so, she couldn’t reverse this.
No one understood that desperate reality better than the Southern Demon Empress herself.
And the next moment, she knew it for certain as she saw the Beast Miao King step up beside Jin Taekyung.
‘I’m going to die.’
With this ruined body, she could do nothing.
Even if a miracle let her survive and escape, thousands of Southern Barbarian warriors were waiting outside.
Certain death.
Those two words wrapped around her like chains of unimaginable weight. They erased every thought and hollowed out her mind.
And when her thoughts finally stopped—
A quiet tearing sound cut through the silence.
Swaeek!
Beast Miao King.
The Guardian Spirit.
And Jin Taekyung.
As if it had been decided from the start, they surged in like a gust of wind—leaving her no opening, no time to breathe, no time to leave even a final will.
With a single intent: to cut off the Southern Demon Empress’s breath.
Kwaaaaaaaa!
A powerful green Fist Aura pressed down on the air.
Blood-stained teeth cut through the wind.
A transparent spearhead, stuffed with the last of someone’s Internal Energy, carried blue-white Karmic fire.
And all of it was reflected in one person’s eyes.
At the same time, a faint light seeped into the empty eyes of the old woman—who had lost the most beautiful appearance in the world—as she watched death rush closer by the heartbeat.
‘Heavenly Lord.’
The most precious, the most dignified being in the world.
Long ago, the Southern Demon Empress had fallen in love the moment she first saw the Heavenly Lord. She had prostrated herself at his feet and sworn allegiance, vowing to dedicate this insignificant life to him.
That even if her youth and beauty faded someday, she would remain by his side forever—even from afar.
She hadn’t known then.
That the day she would offer her life would come so soon.
That a day would come when she could not remain by the side of the Heavenly Lord she revered.
But…
‘Please remember. That this lowly woman was by your side.’
If the Heavenly Lord remembered her—if she was remembered even as a servant who loved him more than anyone—
That was enough.
If only that were possible…
She could burn the rest of her life with a smile.
Just like now.
Kwadeuk.
In the slowed world, the Southern Demon Empress heard the “sound of the Gate” that only she could hear.
Primordial Qi.
The purest and most powerful force she had possessed since birth awakened.
An enormous, unprecedented energy surged through her body and settled into her hand.
Goooooong.
Space twisted, as if an invisible hand were tearing it apart.
Seeing the three beings’ faces twist in astonishment, the Southern Demon Empress smiled.
No—she tried to.
Puk!
From the debris behind her—
From a deep, dark crevice—
A sword burst out and sank into her back.
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