Chapter 563

Chapter 563: The Lazy One Proves His Worth (3)

*”What the hell is this guy?”*

He felt like his heart was leaping into his throat. His hands trembled uncontrollably, such was his shock.

*”I hit him directly with the poison!”*

Not everyone dies from being poisoned by him. The stronger the opponent, the more resistant their internal energy, and against those, poison alone has limitations in inflicting lethal damage.

The poison must accumulate layer upon layer to defeat the so-called “masters.”

But this was different.

*”Why isn’t he being affected?”*

There wasn’t the slightest indication of poisoning in Wei Yanho. And it wasn’t that he was feigning composure.

How many years had he dedicated to mastering the poisonous arts? He wasn’t someone who would overlook the symptoms of poisoning. Even if someone suppressed the poison with their internal energy, there should be at least some visible trace.

But there was nothing to be seen on Wei Yanho. He wasn’t poisoned.

*”Could he have reached ‘Poison Immunity’?”*

Impossible.

“Poison Immunity” isn’t just any common achievement. It’s a legendary state, comparable only to “Diamond Indestructibility.” And Wei Yanho had reached that absurd level?

*”This monster…”*

Denying it because it seemed impossible was difficult when what he had just witnessed was so shocking.

Who was Death Demon?

Among all the bishops of the Demon Cult, none dared to underestimate him. There might be those who avoided or hated him for his temperament, but no one denied his strength.

And yet, hadn’t he seen with his own eyes what state Death Demon had been left in?

Poison Demon’s gaze fell fleetingly.

There, clearly visible, lay fingers scattered on the ground. Those dark hands, with black claws, belonged to someone he had seen for a long, long time.

*”He cut off Death Demon’s fingers with a single blow?”*

Death Demon’s hands, hardened by the “Black Demon Forging,” were tougher than tempered steel. And yet, they had been cut off as if they were paper.

Who else could achieve something like that?

Although the Demon Cult had many bishops, none came to mind who could cut off Death Demon’s fingers with a single blow.

*”Wasn’t he defeated by the Insane Demon recently?”*

This guy had lost to the Insane Demon?

Him?

Poison Demon’s mind was in chaos. The sensible and the absurd, the truth and the lie, all mixed together without order.

“What are you thinking so much about?”
“……”
“In the end, nothing will change.”

Poison Demon let out an empty laugh.

Wei Yanho was right.

What was the point of thinking? In the end, nothing would change. It didn’t matter if Wei Yanho was immune to poison or not.

The only thing that would change was the result. The process would remain the same. Even if he couldn’t defeat Wei Yanho, he still had to fight him.

“Looks like the day of my death has come. I never thought I’d be getting advice from a kid.”
“Dying at the hands of a kid must be irritating, right?”
“What can I do if that’s the reality?”

Poison Demon raised both hands.

Between them, a sphere of green poison took shape. Seeing it, the size of a human head, Wei Yanho stuck out his tongue in amazement.

“How can someone live with so much poison inside their body?”
“How curious that *you* say that. Will people be more surprised by me or you?”
“Well, probably me.”
“Good thing.”

Wei Yanho nodded.

“You’re weird, old man. You don’t seem like you’re from the Demon Cult.”
“And what are those from the Demon Cult like?”
“That Insane Demon or the guys lying around there have twisted personalities. But you at least seem human.”

Poison Demon gave a mocking smile.

“Ask the children of the cult.”
“Huh?”
“They think that the Supreme Sovereign or the Master of Divine Abilities are the worst demons in the world. It depends on where you’re standing. To you, they may be evil spirits, but to the children of the cult, they are reliable and kind adults.”
“…Complicated.”
“That’s the way the world is.”

Wei Yanho nodded again.

“I feel like I should learn something from this, but I’m not going to be lenient because of it.”
“I don’t expect it. It’s enough that you’ve given me time. Although, to be honest, that guy is more resilient than I thought.”
“Huh?”

At that moment, a terrifying demonic energy erupted behind Wei Yanho.

“AAARGH!! DAMN YOU!!”
“Wow.”

Wei Yanho gaped as he saw Death Demon rise.

“He gets up even after that.”

He thought that, if he didn’t die, he would at least be unconscious for a good while, but apparently he recovered quickly.

Death Demon emanated black demonic energy all over his body. With steel claws extending from his hands, he charged towards Wei Yanho at a terrifying speed.

“Claws grow out even though he doesn’t have fingers?”

Well, Wei Yanho could also generate swords without needing a physical sword.

Poison Demon, who had been observing Death Demon’s movements, hardened his expression and began to launch spheres of poison mercilessly towards Wei Yanho. It seemed that the time had come for a combined attack.

“Tch.”

Death Demon and Poison Demon.

Two bishops who reigned in the Demon Cult attacked him simultaneously, but Wei Yanho’s face still showed calm.

*”It won’t do any good.”*

He felt everything.

He knew how far the poison that cut through the air reached, in what direction and how they were attacking him, and even that Death Demon, although he seemed to be acting in an irrational frenzy, was actually watching with cold eyes, looking for an opportunity.

Every breath, every movement, everything entered his view.

It was as if Wei Yanho dominated this space completely.

How could someone who had control of space lose?

This was not confidence.

Whoever crosses a bridge of stones always runs the risk of falling into the water. But whoever crosses a solid stone bridge cannot fall into the water unless they do it on purpose.

How could it be called arrogance not to think about the risk of falling into the water when crossing a stone bridge?

It was simply acting according to the obvious.

“Hup.”

With a soft sound, Wei Yanho’s hand extended. Instead of repelling the approaching sphere of poison, he drew it towards himself.

The sphere, instead of being deflected, accelerated and struck his entire body.

Paf! Paf! Paf! Paf!

As if hitting a leather drum, his body shook. Wei Yanho didn’t resist the force. If he had resisted, it would have required effort. Instead, he let himself be carried away.

His body, struck by the poison, was sent flying. And so, effortlessly, Death Demon’s attack only cut through the air.

“Hyah!”

He extended his foot and planted it on the ground.

The moment his foot touched the ground, he felt it in his toes.

Everything in this world contained energy. Not just the air. The earth, the water, the trees… everything was a cluster of energy.

All Wei Yanho needed to do was use it. Energy wasn’t just what he absorbed into his body. It was enough to lightly touch the energy that was already there.

*Plaf.*

The tip of his foot clung to the ground. Considering the speed and impact with which he had been launched, the ground should have cracked, but the energy held him like glue.

*”Like this.”*

Faster than the speed with which he had been launched, Wei Yanho changed direction and launched himself forward.

A movement as if inertia didn’t exist.

So strange that anyone would have called it grotesque.

Death Demon’s face paled as he saw Wei Yanho return.

He couldn’t understand it.

There was no way to understand it.

To change direction, a human must follow a series of steps: reduce speed, stop, and accelerate in the opposite direction.

Even masters could only do it faster, not skip the process. But Wei Yanho’s movement lacked such a process.

Someone who was launched in one direction, omitted everything and moved in the opposite direction, faster. It was as if the laws of the world had collapsed.

Someone like Death Demon knew how terrifying this was. It wasn’t just being strong or fast. It was having the laws of the world in the palm of your hand and manipulating them at will.

In an instant, Wei Yanho’s face, which had turned green, regained its original color. That was also disturbingly strange.

The young man with a gleaming white sword swooped down on him like a hero of legend.

Although he disliked being the villain of the story, he couldn’t deny the heroic nature of the scene.

If it weren’t for that look…

Unlike his heroic appearance, Wei Yanho’s eyes were completely cold. There was no passion, no ferocity, no sense of justice… nothing. Not even emotion for the battle.

A literally empty gaze, without a trace of hostility or hatred.

That chilled his blood.

He had fought countless times. Most of his opponents had been cruel and evil creatures, incapable of living in society. But none of them had those eyes.

How could someone who saw humans as humans have that look?

*”What the hell is this guy…?”*

There was no time for more thoughts. Wei Yanho’s sword was approaching his throat.

“GRAAAH!!”

Death Demon screamed and unfurled his steel claws.

The “Black Demon Forging.”

The technique that had accompanied him all his life emanated energy with more ferocity than ever. His nails blackened like ink. The claws that emerged were deeply dark, as if they were going to absorb everything.

Steel claws forged with all his power.

This time, he was determined not to see the “Black Demon Forging” cut again.

But his hopes were in vain.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The “Black Demon Forging” resisted Wei Yanho’s sword.

It was true that it didn’t split like before. But whoever couldn’t resist Wei Yanho’s blows wasn’t the “Black Demon Forging,” but Death Demon himself.

*Crack.*

His wrist broke.

Although he blocked the blows… his bones couldn’t withstand the force, breaking, and his muscles tore.

Force.

Yes, only force.

An unimaginable internal energy, the ability to manage it perfectly, and a sword that transmitted that force in the most efficient way.

All that combined into a single sword.

Clanggg!

With the sound of metal clashing, the “Black Demon Forging” bounced and lightly grazed Death Demon’s neck. Who could imagine how Death Demon felt being cut by his own claws?

“DAMN YOUUU!!”

Spitting blood from his mouth and neck, when Death Demon tried to attack again, Wei Yanho’s sword moved faster than light.

*Stab.*

The sword pierced Death Demon’s shoulder. And before he could feel the pain, Wei Yanho’s right foot precisely struck his solar plexus.

BOOM!

An explosive sound rumbled in his stomach, and his body went flying like a projectile.

“Gah!”

Poison Demon ran towards Death Demon and caught him, but the force was so great that they both went flying together.

Their bodies pierced through the main hall of the Righteous Martial Alliance and crashed inside.

CRAAASH!

With a deafening crash, the main hall began to slowly tilt.