Chapter 543

# 543

“Run!”

“I’m already running!”

Jangil’s mouth was full of foam.

“…S-sorry!”

“Don’t talk, you bastard! You’re making me lose my balance!”

Hanging from Jangil’s side was Jegal Munin. No matter how confident Jegal Munin was in his movement techniques, it was impossible for him to coordinate with others. In the end, Jangil had no choice but to carry him while running.

“I’m also sorry, Great Hero Wei!”

“No problem.”

Wei Jeonghan was also running, carrying Peng Dogeuk on one side. When it came to a lack of movement skills, Peng Dogeuk was not far behind Jegal Munin. During the breach of the encirclement, they couldn’t reach their maximum speed, but once they managed to break through, the difference became apparent instantly.

“Instead of talking, run!”

Wei Yanho shouted like a coachman flogging the flanks of a horse. Even those who would normally have scolded him, at this moment showed no complaints.

They couldn’t.

“Catch them!”

“Those bastards are running away! Capture them!”

Behind them, the Demon Cult was chasing them like a pack of hounds. Who would be in the mood to fight with Wei Yanho now? At that time, it was better to take one more step to save your life.

“Damn those bastards!”

Jangil spat out insults.

The Demon Cult knew no surrender. Although it had been a while since they broke the encirclement, the number of Cult followers chasing them had not decreased in the slightest. Even with nothing better to do, this was already too much.

“Why are they chasing us like this?!”

Jangil was on the verge of collapse.

If some intruders entered their sect, in small numbers, set something on fire and ran away, would it be right for all the disciples to run out like crazy to chase them?

The realistic thing would be for only a few, fast and skilled, to chase them, right?

But common sense did not apply to the Demon Cult, and Jangil understood this now with his whole body.

Slightly turning his head to look back, Jangil quickly turned it forward. Seeing it froze his blood. In front, the Cult followers dressed in black were chasing them with fierce looks, and behind them a cloud of dust was rising.

“My God!”

If human figures were seen in that dust, how many bastards would be chasing them? Jangil stopped thinking. It was a scene not worth analyzing.

“Kill them!”

“Catch them and kill them!”

The voices were heard clearly.

Being enhanced by internal energy, they were much stronger than normal, but the fact that they were heard so clearly was also terrifying. The eyes of the Cult followers who were chasing them were filled with uncontrollable hatred and fury.

“But what did we do to them so that…?”

Jangil closed his mouth in mid-sentence.

*They are right.*

If someone entered his hut during his absence, stole his hidden belongings and set it on fire…

He would also see red and look for the culprit throughout the neighborhood. And if he caught him, he would beat him mercilessly so that he would never try again.

And that would only be for a thatched hut and a few belongings. If it were a sacred place of the Cult, his fury would be indescribable.

*If they catch us, they will kill us by the spoonful.*

They would not die peacefully. It would be better to die torn apart by their hands at the moment of capture. If they were taken alive, it would be obvious that they would be left in a state between life and death.

“They are catching up to us!”

“No! Why are they so fast?!”

Tears welled up in Jangil’s eyes.

Although he wasn’t the best, in the martial world he was considered skilled in movement techniques. Why couldn’t he increase the distance?

When Wei Yanho proposed that crazy plan, Jangil followed him here because he was confident that, no matter the situation, he could escape on his own.

Now he understood how arrogant he had been.

The Demon Cult was not just any sect.

“It seems that they are also losing strength.”

Wei Yanho looked back as he spoke.

“If we hold on a little longer, we might distance ourselves. They won’t be able to follow us like this forever.”

“……”

They had no energy to respond.

If Wei Yanho hadn’t brandished his sword to keep them at bay every time they got close, they would have already been captured. The pursuit was relentless and swift.

“…Am I going to die first?”

It was as if someone was sticking needles into his dantian. By forcing his already exhausted internal energy, his dantian was beginning to empty. If this pursuit continued for another hour, Jangil could only lie on the ground and beg for a quick death.

“Are we going to keep running away like this?”

“Do you prefer to fight?”

“We should have a plan, a damn plan!”

“You should ask the plan to the one you are carrying, not to me.”

“He is right!”

Jegal Munin, hanging from Jangil’s side, clapped and nodded. He was living proof that he only had energy left to speak.

“Reaching Xizang by crossing Xinjiang would also be an option, but…”

“Do it with your own legs, you crazy bastard!”

Jangil shouted furiously. Jegal Munin nodded as if he understood.

“Everyone except our leader seems to be at their limit. But there’s no need to worry too much. They are also getting exhausted.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. Our speed has decreased drastically compared to before, but the distance is not shortening.”

Maybe he was right.

“Demonic Arts are more explosive than orthodox techniques, but they don’t match in endurance. If we buy a little more time, they are sure to run out of energy.”

“…So, you say that while I run for you.”

Jegal Munin’s calculation seemed logical, but it didn’t take into account that Jangil was carrying him while running. He could only escape if he were alone, but how is he supposed to avoid the pursuit in this situation?

“Help me a little, you bastard!”

“I must conserve energy.”

“Aren’t you being Lazy?”

“Come on, don’t say that.”

While everyone was panting breathlessly, only Wei Yanho was running with complete ease.

That attitude infuriated Jangil.

*If you don’t like it, get stronger, damn it.*

He wanted to scold him, but if Wei Yanho hadn’t led, they wouldn’t have escaped the encirclement. So…

But at that moment, Peng Dogeuk asked:

“Hey, Yanho.”

“What?”

Hanging from Wei Jeonghan’s side like Jegal Munin, Peng Dogeuk tilted his head curiously.

“Couldn’t you have carried all five of us and run away a while ago?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yanho replied naturally.

Jangil’s eyes widened.

“W-Was that possible?”

“Why not?”

“Then why are we doing this?!”

“Tsk, tsk.”

Wei Yanho clicked his tongue.

“We are not trying to escape now. We need to buy time.”

“……”

“If we escaped in one jump, they would reorganize their forces and the main group would return to the Central Plains. That’s why we are doing this.”

Jegal Munin and Wei Jeonghan nodded. It was a little difficult for Wei Jeonghan because he was running, but he seemed to agree with Wei Yanho.

“What if they catch us?”

“It won’t happen.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t plan to let them catch us.”

Wei Yanho looked back.

“They also seem to be in a complicated situation. They can’t act clearly.”

“…I don’t understand, damn it.”

Jangil gasped, not understanding.

*If they wanted to catch us, they wouldn’t have sent these guys.*

Perhaps they could capture Jangil and the others. But Wei Yanho, never. Would the Demon Cult, which had estimated Wei Yanho’s power through the Insane Demon, send common forces to catch him?

Impossible.

However, no leader was seen among the pursuers. That meant they had no intention of actively capturing Wei Yanho. His mind was getting complicated.

*What are they planning?*

They acted like headless bodies. If they faced each other directly, not even Wei Yanho could stand against so many and would die instantly, but there was no reason to do so.

No matter how stupid the Cult members were, they couldn’t be so blind. So, why were they buying time?

“They are moving away. It seems they gave up.”

“Hmm…”

Wei Yanho looked back. Indeed, the pursuers stopped and moved away.

“We can slow down…”

Before Wei Yanho finished, Jangil threw Jegal Munin off and collapsed on the ground.

“Haa! Haa! Haa! Ugh!”

“Tired?”

“My h-heart is going to jump out of my mouth.”

“Tsk.”

Wei Yanho clicked his tongue. He knew that Jangil was not exaggerating, so he did not scold him.

“They stopped…”

“Faster than expected.”

Jegal Munin shook off the dust as he spoke.

“I thought they would chase us for at least two more hours. And all the while, I was expecting confrontations with experts, but the pursuit was not that intense. It was just noisy.”

“Right?”

Wei Yanho frowned.

*Something doesn’t add up…*

They ruined the sacred ritual and set fire to the main camp. They even managed to make the bulk of the Cult retreat.

But the pursuit was mediocre.

Something didn’t fit.

“What do you think?”

“I think we accomplished our main objective, but…”

Jegal Munin scratched his chin.

“The reaction was totally different than expected. I wonder if we are misinterpreting something.”

Wei Jeonghan also nodded.

“The Cult I know would not do such an obvious pursuit. It was strident, as if…”

“They were acting?”

“Exactly.”

Jangil raised his head slightly.

A fake pursuit? With so many guys chasing them?

“And what do they gain from that?”

“That’s the problem. No matter how noisy the pursuit is, they only manage to reveal that their base is here…”

At that moment, Wei Jeonghan and Jegal Munin’s faces tensed.

“That their base is here?”

“…The Central Plains are safe.”

“Did they counterattack us?”

Wei Jeonghan’s face paled.

“Did the Master of Divine Abilities anticipate it?”

“Impossible. Just as we surprised them, they surprised us. Not even the Grand Master…”

Jangil, with a confused expression, asked:

“Please, explain it to me. I’m too stupid to understand.”

Wei Jeonghan spoke in a trembling voice.

“They are not.”

“Huh?”

“The leaders and the strong who should be here are not seen. If Wei Yanho appeared, they would be the first to chase him! But they are not!”

“…What?”

“Where could they have gone?”

Only one place came to Jangil’s mind.

If the leaders of the Cult did not come here, there is only one place they could have gone.

The Central Plains.

The moment that idea was etched in his mind, Jangil’s head went blank.