Chapter 563

Chapter 563

Baek Li-jung screamed and groaned.

He felt like dying from regret. Greed for Return to Origin surged up anew. Perhaps because he'd tasted Return to Origin, he could perceive that greed himself.

Nausea welled up. Filthy greed dominated his body. But he couldn't suppress the greed.

I want it! That Return to Origin once more!

He wanted to tear Jin Ja-gang who interfered with it into a thousand, ten thousand pieces and kill him!

But.

Now it was impossible.

He would only continue to crave and resent until dying! So unfair!

The brief moment of Return to Origin he glimpsed at the end was precious and regrettable enough to exchange for his entire life without hesitation.

"You bastaaaaaard!"

Baek Li-jung screamed like a shriek.

"Since I've given my thanks..."

Jin Ja-gang coldly spat out words and threw Baek Li-jung into the air.

"Now die."

Baek Li-jung felt the time he was floating felt incredibly long, wondering how high he'd been thrown.

He intuited it was time to die.

Jin Ja-gang drew up his internal energy.

Rummmmmble.

The ground shook and ripples formed in puddles of poison water pooled here and there. Bubbles burst up from the puddles. Jin Ja-gang drew out internal energy to the limit and extended forward the hand on the side where his shoulder wasn't broken.

Poison needles that had been lying on the ground all floated up. There were particularly many needles in the spot where he'd thrown them to kill the sparrow-eyed martial artist.

The poison needles floated up and their tips turned toward Baek Li-jung thrown into the air.

Jin Ja-gang poured out all his internal energy to make the final attack.

He contained the essence of King of Hell Tang Qing's secret art Piercing Strand Flash Severance. Poison needles containing Piercing Strand Flash Severance's agonizing energy exploded toward Baek Li-jung. Poison needles embedded in Baek Li-jung's body like a hedgehog.

The pain Baek Li-jung felt at that moment was incomparable to anything until now. The pain of Piercing Strand Flash Severance contained in hundreds of poison needles spread simultaneously through his entire body, and his head turned completely white.

Unable to think of anything, his mind focused only on pain, feeling the pain even more vividly.

"Kyaaaaaaaa!"

Baek Li-jung's desperate scream rang out as he writhed from pain not of this mortal world.

Jin Ja-gang slowly lowered the arm he'd raised.

Crimson Extinction Flower... its final true name.

Asura Destruction Evil Heart Flower

Clench! Jin Ja-gang made a fist.

The poison needles that had embedded all at once in Baek Li-jung's body remained briefly then seemed to vibrate, then suddenly force was applied and they scattered in all directions simultaneously. Baek Li-jung's body was torn apart intact too. No, it just burst.

Pop... ugh...!

Like a flower in full bloom, a blood spray resembling a flower erupted in the air.

Thud thud thud... Baek Li-jung who burst into hundreds of pieces fell into poison water and quickly melted beyond recognition.

Jin Ja-gang clearly saw his appearance. He definitely remembered his final form.

After Baek Li-jung died, the surroundings were silent.

Poison energy filled the Great Training Grounds so thickly that no creature could survive. No sound was heard.

The fifteen thousand who once stood with no room for even autumn had melted without a trace.

Jin Ja-gang murmured quietly.

In the world of Asuras where fighting never ceases, the only way to end fighting is to obtain the Crimson Extinction Flower. The moment one obtains the Crimson Extinction Flower, all Asuras within eighteen thousand yojanas perish in annihilation, and only the single Asura who obtained the Crimson Extinction Flower survives...

These were words left by the Thousand Ghost of Leper Mound who fought a poison duel with Jin Ja-gang.

And as those words said, only Jin Ja-gang remained in this place.

He obtained the Crimson Extinction Flower, and finally the Crimson Extinction Flower bloomed as Asura Destruction Evil Heart Flower and annihilated everything.

Jin Ja-gang looked up at the sky.

Dark and frowning sky was looking down at Jin Ja-gang, clouds having gathered at some point.

Deep resentment and regret welled up.

"Ugh...!"

A small groan leaked from Jin Ja-gang's mouth.

Jin Ja-gang howled.

"Uaaaaa!"

He howled once more loudly.

"Uaaaaaa!"

Still, he didn't feel refreshed. The lump wasn't resolved. Frustration remained.

Jin Ja-gang squeezed out even his remaining strength without internal energy and screamed at the sky until his throat burst.

"Ua-aa-aa-aa!"

Only then finally...

The lump stuck deep in Jin Ja-gang's chest completely melted away...

***

"Damn it!"

The Murim Alliance's warriors were restless.

They heard Poison Dragon appeared. Not only servants but those who saw Poison Dragon directly all fled.

Even terrible screams could be heard from the Great Training Grounds side with flashing lights. Bodies couldn't help but shrink.

"W-what should we do?"

The warriors swung swords forward to prevent workers from approaching the door. Under the pretext of distributing food, they'd driven workers into a warehouse inside the alliance and were threatening them with swords.

The workers numbered thousands while they were only about two hundred. Originally more support was supposed to come when a signal came, but there was no news of the signal and some had fled.

Since the workers did such rough work, the atmosphere was menacing as if they'd attack the warriors any moment given the large difference in numbers.

"Back off! Back off I say!"

Warriors swung swords whooshing in the air to make noise. However, the workers only retreated briefly then glared at the warriors.

Before long, the noisy sounds from the Great Training Grounds completely subsided.

The warriors' anxiety grew even more.

Then one worker walked forward.

The warriors were startled and looked at the worker. They raised swords threateningly as if they'd swing any moment.

"Back off! I said back off?"

"If you don't back off, we'll kill you as an example!"

However, their arms were trembling.

Foreman Jang spoke to the warriors.

"Hey friends. It's been quiet outside for a while. Don't you know what that means? Poison Dragon killed them all."

The warriors shouted convulsively.

"T-tens of thousands were there! Even the Alliance Leader! H-how could Poison Dragon alone kill them!"

Jang answered.

"He could kill them. If it's Poison Dragon. He came alone because he was confident."

"You bastard! What do you know!"

Jang looked around at the warriors and said.

"Is there anyone here who saw Poison Dragon directly? I met him several times and watched from nearby. Even when Poison Dragon swept through Poison Valley alone. If Poison Dragon says he'll do it, he does it."

The warriors rolled anxious eyes.

Jang said.

"Let me give you one piece of advice. Drop your swords and run. Poison Dragon isn't interested in small fry like you. Just go like the other guys who already ran. Then you can live. Why throw away precious lives?"

The warriors wavered.

"D-don't lie! This bastard is lying to us because he wants to live!"

"It's not a lie. Then do you want to stay like this and all die?"

"If we disobey orders, we die anyway! If we're caught by the Alliance Leader's office, without anyone knowing..."

The warriors trailed off. They shuddered with chills. They didn't know the details. But even if not precise, there were scary rumors they couldn't dare speak the rest.

The warriors gritted their teeth.

"You come here!"

Jang pointed at himself with his hand.

"Me?"

"Right, you! Since you seem acquainted with Poison Dragon, if we take you hostage, even Poison Dragon can't do anything to us!"

Jang wasn't afraid of the warriors and folded his arms.

"You'll regret it."

One warrior raised his sword and took a large step toward Jang.

"You'll be the one regretting! I'll cut off your limbs and leave only your life..."

Swoosh!

The warrior's arm disappeared.

"Huh?"

Seeing one's own arm floating in the air isn't a commonly experienced thing. Nor is seeing one's legs and head cut in sequence and one's torso collapsing.

The warrior rolled on the ground with his neck cut without even screaming.

Warriors and workers alike were shocked and retreated without distinction.

Jin Ja-gang appeared.

He bound the arm on the broken shoulder side, and wrapped cloth around his belly. Those were all the wounds.

He looked too clean for coming from where fifteen thousand martial artists had been, so they didn't even think he was Poison Dragon. But he was definitely Poison Dragon.

Because Jang spoke to him.

"Did you kill them all?"

"Yes."

"You finally did it."

Jang clicked his tongue bitterly and shook his head.

Some recognized Jin Ja-gang's face. They were those who had worked with Jin Ja-gang or entered the alliance together. Their faces turned pale. They recalled how much they'd cursed Poison Dragon. Thinking that Poison Dragon had been listening alongside them then made their hair stand on end. That dismembered corpse rolling on the ground could have been them at any time.

"S-sorry!"

"We committed a crime deserving death!"

Workers who had cursed not knowing Jin Ja-gang was Poison Dragon bowed their heads and knelt on the spot. They trembled so much their teeth chattered, naturally making clicking sounds.

Jin Ja-gang said from the warehouse entrance.

"Please stand up. You don't need to do that. And Uncle Jang. There's something wrong among what you said about me."

"Hm?"

"I don't distinguish small fry separately. If they're ones who must die."

The workers begging while prostrate felt their spines chill. They dripped cold sweat. Some were on the verge of tears from terror.

"Please..."

Workers pleaded.

Clang, clang...

The Murim Alliance warriors also dropped their weapons.

And prostrated.

"S-spare us. Great Hero!"

"Great Hero! Please just spare our lives!"

Jin Ja-gang asked.

"What were you planning to do with those here?"

He asked the warriors. The frightened warriors said.

"W-we were supposed to... um... when contact came..."

Jin Ja-gang changed his words and asked again.

"What orders did you receive?"

Jin Ja-gang's question somehow seemed to grant them immunity.

The warriors shouted, thinking they could live.

"This was all ordered from above! They said they'd kill us if we didn't do it."

"That evil Chief Strategist said when he signaled to kill them..."

At that moment Jin Ja-gang's eyes turned cold.

"If you'd rather cowardly fled, if you'd taken responsibility for fleeing, that would have been better than trying to kill others. Don't you want to take even a bit of responsibility yourselves!"

Jin Ja-gang's good arm moved.

Asura Divine Scripture flew.

Without using poison, he only severed necks. It took only a few blinks for all two hundred warriors' necks to fly off.

Jin Ja-gang looked at Jang and the workers and said.

"Come out."

Jang made a sad expression looking at the dead warriors.

"This... is too much no matter what."

Jin Ja-gang nodded as if his words were correct.

"This is the last."

Jang sighed deeply and was first to cross between the dismembered corpses.

The workers vomited and retched while following Jang.

The worker who came out last looked back inside the warehouse, then as if he couldn't just leave it that way, hesitated briefly before hurriedly closing the warehouse door.

Creeeeak...

Thud.