Chung Yeon calculated the situation with a serious face.
'Wei Yanho defeated Guangmuliang, but…'
Unfortunately, Guangmuliang's defeat didn't seem to affect the morale of the Demon Cult members.
'That's what's terrifying about the Demon Cult.'
An organization based on religion isn't governed by common sense. Other clans would see their leader's defeat as a great loss, but the Demon Cult members, who believe they unite with the Sacred Flame after death, don't fear death.
They seemed to be even more enraged.
'It won't be easy.'
The difference in power was too great. Even though they had Wei Yanho, the Dark King, Dowan, and the Plum Blossom Sword Saint (although wounded), they were being overwhelmed.
'I'll die here.'
If they had known the Demon Cult was this powerful, they would have opened a path to escape at the beginning of the battle. Underestimating the Demon Cult was a mistake.
"Even if I die, I won't show weakness."
Chung Yeon unsheathed his plum blossom sword and flew towards Wei Yanho.
"I'll fight with you."
"Grandfather, you'll break your bones. Stay back and watch."
"...I'm still in my prime! The Sword Saint is fighting, I can't stand still."
"You won't help."
Wei Yanho sighed.
'This isn't good.'
The situation was clear. A few tigers can't stop hundreds of wolves.
"Ugh."
Although they had more warriors, most were weak compared to the Demon Cult members. They could replace them, but it wouldn't help.
But…
"Block them!"
"Don't retreat! Retreating is losing!"
The Demon Cult members attacking Wei Yanho couldn't advance due to the warriors' resistance.
'I hate this.'
Wei Yanho was furious.
"Tell them to step aside!"
"Yanho, calm down."
Wei Jeonghan stopped Wei Yanho.
"No, they're attacking me, why are they blocking me? It only increases the number of dead!"
Wei Yanho shouted.
"Damn Demon Cult, I'll show you the Sacred Flame! Come all!"
"Calm down!"
"I'm furious!"
Wei Yanho pushed Wei Jeonghan aside and ran forward.
"Ay! This crazy guy!"
Wei Sanho smiled seeing Wei Yanho running forward.
"That's the way!"
"Damn it!"
"I'm going first! Father!"
Wei Jeonghan grabbed his head seeing Wei Sanho running after Wei Yanho.
"Damn kids! You've never been good sons! Throwing yourselves into battle in front of your father?"
"Hahaha."
The Dark King laughed.
"I was jealous of the Wei family's reputation, but there's no need. If his two sons are warriors like that, they should be famous."
"True."
Dowan and the Dark King looked at Wei Yanho and flew into the sky.
"Boys! Don't let the young ones lead, we still have a lot to do!"
Chung Yeon smiled seeing that.
'The spirit doesn't give up.'
Maybe everyone would die here, but they hadn't lost. The Demon Cult would realize why the Central Plains had resisted their attack.
"Eea eea eea eea!"
Wei Yanho's sword shone.
"One strike!"
*Kwaaaaaaaaaang!*
The light struck the ground, causing a great explosion.
The Demon Cult members were thrown backward.
"Two strikes!"
*Kwaaaaaaaaaang!*
It was incredible to see the power of a sword technique.
"Three strikes! Four strikes! Ay, I'm tired!"
Wei Yanho stopped, stuck his sword in the ground, and gasped.
His internal energy was running out quickly. Although Wei Yanho, who had absorbed part of Baek Muhan's internal energy, was considered superior to anyone in internal energy, it was difficult to face the countless Demon Cult members.
"Eeaaaaa! One more strike!"
The morale of the Demon Cult members began to wane seeing the light.
"He's not human."
"What kind of person is he?!"
"…Shit!"
"Don't retreat! The path to the Sacred Flame is there."
They knew that dying here wasn't death, but a sacred union with the Sacred Flame.
But their bodies were different.
Their legs and hands trembled.
'This is a foolish death.'
Uniting with the Sacred Flame was the desire of all the Cult's members, but this was different. Nobody wanted to die without a trace.
"Kuaaaaaak!"
A scream echoed.
The Demon Cult members looked back, and Guangmuliang was there with a ghostly expression behind the fallen member.
"Even if you die, don't retreat! That's the spirit of the Cult! I'll kill anyone who breaks the spirit of the Cult! Can someone who flees unite with the Sacred Flame?"
With the physical and religious threat, the Demon Cult members regained their morale.
"Kill them!"
"Death to the infidels!"
Wei Yanho clicked his tongue seeing the Demon Cult members attacking him.
'I don't understand.'
What could be more important than life?
To Wei Yanho, the Demon Cult members who attacked regardless of their lives seemed like incomprehensible creatures.
They didn't seem human.
"Shit."
That's why he didn't want to come to Mount Hua.
Wei Yanho concentrated his internal energy in his sword. His internal energy, which seemed inexhaustible, was diminishing. He felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen.
Wei Yanho shouted and launched another sword technique. The Demon Cult members were thrown backward.
But their morale didn't diminish.
"This is annoying!"
Wei Yanho understood why Wei Jeonghan had said they should be careful with the Demon Cult. Thinking of them as normal warriors was dangerous.
"Aaat!"
Wei Yanho gritted his teeth as he felt his internal energy wasn't concentrating.
"Let's do it!"
Wei Yanho ran towards the Demon Cult members.
*Shhhhik! Shhhhiik!*
With a sound like snakes, the axes of the Demon Cult members cut his body.
Five towards his head, three towards his body!
*Thang! Thang! Thang! Thang!*
Wei Yanho's white sword blocked the axes.
Wei Yanho stabbed the Demon Cult members through the openings.
*Puuuuk!*
He felt a chill in his fingers.
The sensation of a sword cutting and penetrating flesh.
When Wei Yanho was about to withdraw his sword, the Demon Cult member grabbed the sword with both hands and shrank.
"K… kuk, you'll die."
"Ah!"
Wei Yanho cursed seeing the Demon Cult member holding his sword tightly.
"What the hell!"
Wei Yanho lifted the Demon Cult member with his sword and waved it.
"Get away!"
"Wow…"
Jangil opened his mouth seeing that.
The Demon Cult member was crazy for grabbing the sword, but Wei Yanho was even crazier for using the Demon Cult member as a weapon.
'What is happening?'
Nobody is normal.
"Hiik!"
Jangil recoiled in horror seeing an axe pass by his face.
"React!"
"Ah… ah!"
Wei Sanho shouted. Jangil regained consciousness.
'I'm not Wei Yanho.'
The reason why Wei Yanho was okay even after doing that was because he was strong. But on this battlefield, even a moment of carelessness could be fatal.
"Yanho!"
Wei Sanho ran towards Wei Yanho.
He saw the Demon Cult members surrounding Wei Yanho. It seemed that Wei Yanho's internal energy was decreasing. When the power of his sword diminished, the Demon Cult members surrounded him and attacked.
*Swish*.
He felt a burning sensation in his face.
'Dangerous.'
Wei Yanho's face hardened.
'This is dangerous.'
He had defeated countless Demon Cult members, but it seemed their number wasn't decreasing. Although it wasn't possible, seeing the Demon Cult members maintain their morale even when their companions died, he felt the attack would never end.
Wei Yanho stopped his attack and lowered his sword.
He stopped his attack in the middle of the battle. The Demon Cult members didn't dare to attack him. They surrounded Wei Yanho with their axes and looked at him with fury.
"You're mistaken."
A blue aura appeared in Wei Yanho's eyes.
"Perhaps."
Guangmuliang, who had been watching, spoke.
The battle had ended.
Wei Yanho was surrounded, and those who were trying to save him couldn't break through the barrier of the Demon Cult members.
"Yanho! Damn it! Step aside! Damn you!"
Wei Sanho shouted while wielding his sword, but he couldn't face the Demon Cult members due to his injuries.
Wei Yanho's death seemed inevitable.
"I'll respect my enemy for the first and last time. Perhaps you can receive the blessing of the Sacred Flame. So I won't hesitate."
"You're doing everything yourself."
Wei Yanho sighed. He heard his brother's screams and his father's voices.
"What."
The Sword of the Righteous Hero was surprised.
"I don't understand why you're acting like I'm dead."
This is just beginning.
"Did you say you would regret it?"
Wei Yanho slowly raised his sword.
"Do you know what I'm good at?"
Guangmuliang looked at Wei Yanho in silence.
"Fighting. If you fight monsters for five years, you can fight even while sleeping. Today, you'll feel how terrifying that is."
"As expected."
Guangmuliang nodded.
"What are you doing?! Kill him!"
The Demon Cult members attacked Wei Yanho hearing Guangmuliang.
And at that moment…
"Uwaaaaaaaaaah!"
A great cry echoed from the front.