The Terminally Ill Young Master of the Baek Clan

Chapter 183: White Monkey Demonic Hand, Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley (3)



Chapter 183: White Monkey Demonic Hand, Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley (3)

Chapter 183: White Monkey Demonic Hand, Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley (3)

Tang Eun-seol scattered burning oil all around.

It was a sticky oil made by processing fat extracted from the carcasses of animals using the Tang Clan’s secret methods.

It demonstrated instantaneous firepower, producing high flames and intense heat.

It was enough to disperse the thick fog with heat and rising currents.

The reason Tang Eun-seol threw it around was to increase their visibility.

The fog within a radius of several zhang dispersed in an instant, achieving their goal.

For a moment, the figure of White Monkey Demonic Hand was clearly visible.

“Heh.”

However, the benefits of the burning oil were not enjoyed by Tang Eun-seol’s group alone.

The third unit of the Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad, watching from a distance, benefitted the most.

From their vantage point above, everything was clearly visible.

They could see White Monkey Demonic Hand kidnapping a large man and running away, and two orthodox martial artists, a man and a woman, skillfully chasing after White Monkey Demonic Hand.

“Orthodox sects’ fools are quite something. Was a girl from the Tang Clan involved?”

Indeed, White Monkey Demonic Hand moved as the leader of the third unit had anticipated.

However, he hadn’t expected the orthodox martial artists to respond so well. They almost cut the demonic martial artist’s hand, who reached the Supreme Demon realm, in half.

Even without proper tracking skills like the Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad, they managed to chase after White Monkey Demonic Hand skillfully.

Their plan to reap the benefits of the situation was progressing well.

A smile appeared on the third unit leader’s lips.

White Monkey Demonic Hand was actually a big fish to hunt down with just one platoon. If they could capture him with minimal damage this time, the third unit leader’s standing would rise even further.

His unit members were scattered around this place and near Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley.

Despite the thick fog, there was a way for them to communicate.

One of the methods was using homing pigeons.

Beep—

Homing pigeons, in this context, refers to using trained pigeons, but the Demon Cult used a slightly special bird.

An owl, which had flown from somewhere, landed on a Pursuit Squad member’s shoulder.

The Pursuit Squad member gave the owl a piece of meat and then untied a coded message from its ankle.

The expression on the Pursuit Squad member’s face was not bright after reading it.

“...Unit Leader. There are people approaching near Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley.”

“What? Are they from Kunlun?”

Local villagers wouldn’t dare approach Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley.

“There are two of them, but since they are keeping their distance, I couldn’t get a clear identification.”

“Dispose of them. They must be prepared to die.”

“Yes!”

It doesn’t matter if the opponents were Taoists from the Kunlun Sect.

For average foes, one unit is enough. Besides, there were only two of them, right?

“We can’t afford more variables... What an opportunity this is.”

The third unit leader’s eyes were filled with greed.

“What kind of opportunity is it?”

Just then, a voice came through the fog, and the third unit leader’s expression hardened.

It was a familiar voice.

“I-Is that the Squad Leader?”

The figure emerging from the fog was the leader of the Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad.

The sudden appearance of his direct superior made the third unit leader’s eyes whirl.

The squad leader usually didn’t move without his confidants, but no other members were visible.

Well, there was someone else.

“It’s not just me here, show some respect.”

“Ah, gasp!”

The squad leader had brought someone of immensely high stature with him.

It was an elder from the True Demon Pavilion faction.

White Hand Demonic Emperor Hu Gyeong, none other than the master of White Monkey Demonic Hand himself, the old monster.

The third unit leader quickly knelt to show respect to the elder.

The elder looked down at the third unit leader with cloudy eyes.

“Are you driving Jo Yang into a corner well?”

“I’m giving it my all!”

Jo Yang was the real name of White Monkey Demonic Hand. This old monster had come to personally end the life of his disciple.

“When the time comes, call me. I’ll tear him apart myself. Cough!”

The third unit leader could not even imagine how strong the aged elder could be.

However, it was clear that the credit the third unit leader thought he could monopolize had vanished.

White Monkey Demonic Hand, the orthodox martial artists chasing him, and those loitering in front of Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley—all would die.

The third unit leader was certain of it.

Yi-gang and Go Yo-ja quietly headed towards Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley, talking in low voices.

“Have you ever fought with a member of the Demon Cult?”

“Yes.”

“Of course. I’ve met them a few times. I’ve also met those who were expelled from the Demon Cult.”

“How are they?”

Go Yo-ja smiled faintly.Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

The Demon Cult was the greatest enemy of the Central Plains Murim. Normally, even the orthodox and unorthodox factions, who were usually at odds, would unite against the Demon Cult.

However, the war with the Demon Cult was a long time ago.

During the great expulsion of the Demon Cult, many of its members poured into the Central Plains, but they were actually the rejects expelled from the Demon Cult itself.

He was the one who had been dragged back by Yi-gang. Yi-gang grabbed the Pursuit Squad member’s neck.

“Are you guys from the Demon Cult?”

“Keuk, keheuk.”

Something was off about the opponent.

Yi-gang quickly pressed on the opponent’s paralysis point.

Go Yo-ja frowned upon seeing the appearance of the Pursuit Squad member.

“Could it be... the Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad?”

“The Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad?”

“Yes, if that’s the case, then the demonic martial artists are... Oh! That guy!”

Yi-gang tried to cover the Pursuit Squad member’s mouth in haste, but it was futile.

Even if his pressure points were sealed, could his mouth still move? The Pursuit Squad member bit into a poison capsule hidden in his molar and committed suicide.

Yi-gang frowned as if disgusted, and Go Yo-ja pushed Yi-gang away.

“Get back!”

The reason became clear soon enough. Poisonous gas spewed from the mouth of the dead Pursuit Squad member.

Seeing the grass around them turn yellow and die, Yi-gang clicked his tongue.

“...These are dreadful creatures.”

“Didn’t I tell you? How horrific these people are.”

Go Yo-ja had a serious expression.

During the season of cloud sea, the followers of the Demon Cult left the Kunlun Mountains.

That was their rule among themselves.

But encountering a member of the Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad here, what did that imply?

The Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad was a special organization that pursued traitors and mad demonic artists.

They have come right up to the gates of Heaven-Slaying Demon Valley.

Then, could there be a demonic martial artist nearby...

“Someone is coming,” Yi-gang spoke softly.

Sure enough, someone was approaching.

Unlike the members of the Dark Heaven Execution Pursuit Squad, this person made no effort to hide their presence.

“...!”

Emerging through the fog was truly a bizarre person.

Long arms reaching down to the knees. Disheveled white hair. A face covered in blood yet grinning eerily.

It was White Monkey Demonic Hand.

“I came because I smelled blood... seems I came to the wrong place. Ihihihi.”

Yi-gang glanced at someone White Monkey Demonic Hand was carrying on his back.

Then, looking again at the unbelievable sight, his mouth dropped open.

“Uh...!”

“Then, take care. Ihihi!”

Just as White Monkey Demonic Hand was about to turn away, the person he was carrying, Peng Gu-in, shouted out. He too had recognized Yi-gang.

“Brotheeeer!”

“Oy! You startled me.”

White Monkey Demonic Hand tapped Peng Gu-in’s pressure points again.

“A guy with good energy. Well then, goodbye.”

And with that, he disappeared into the fog.

Indeed, his speed was unbelievable for someone carrying a grown man.

Go Yo-ja muttered uncomfortably, “Hmm, no need to get involved unnecessarily...”

“Damn!”

As Yi-gang cursed, Go Yo-ja also realized the problem.

“Could it be, someone you know?”

The word ‘Brotheer’ sounded more like a scream.

But now that Yi-gang had seen Peng Gu-in, he couldn’t ignore him.

“Yes, we’re not sworn brothers, but he calls me ‘brother.’”

“Should we chase him?”

Yi-gang nodded, and they began to chase after White Monkey Demonic Hand.

White Monkey Demonic Hand ran freely as if there was no fog, while Yi-gang and his group pursued him using Go Yo-ja’s spells.

During the pursuit, a sword suddenly lunged out of the fog.

Whoosh!

Yi-gang had been ambushed three times in just one day in this silent Kunlun Mountains.

Gritting his teeth, Yi-gang clashed his sword against the attacker’s.

Clang!

Sparks flew, and Yi-gang’s expression turned into one of bewilderment.

“Sir... Neung?”

“Y-Young Master Yi-gang!”

Out of the fog appeared Neung Ji-pyeong and Tang Eun-seol.

“Perhaps, Sir Neung was also after that weird person...!”

“Yes. Did you also encounter him, Young Master?”

Yi-gang quickly grasped the situation.

That Peng Gu-in had appeared in these Kunlun Mountains.

And that Neung Ji-pyeong and Tang Eun-seol were chasing the bizarre person who had kidnapped Peng Gu-in.

“...First, let’s rescue Young Master Peng.”

Yi-gang’s group and Neung Ji-pyeong’s group, without even a moment to enjoy their reunion, ran together.


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