“What the hell did you do?” Oh Kang-Woo asked as he frowned.0

Tai Wuji tasted completely different from before. He had tasted as refined as the finest cuisine, but his energy suddenly turned crude and disorderly. Rather than change, it was more apt to say it had deteriorated.1

Kang-Woo covered his face with his hands and pushed the blazing flames away to see.0

“The hell?” He frowned after seeing what Tai Wuji had become. He saw bat wings on his back and goat horns on his forehead. Kang-Woo expressed in disappointment, “... No way. Did you become a demon?”2

Kang-Woo gritted his teeth aggressively.0

“What the f…” he cursed as he stomped his feet in dissatisfaction. “Why… Why did you become a demon, you dumbass?!”0

Kang-Woo had been satiating himself within the priceless pleasure and madness brought by the great battle, but…0

“If you became a demon…”0

If Tai Wuji put down his sword and reduced himself to a demon…0

“The battle is already over.”0

Kang-Woo stared at Tai Wuji in disappointment— no, despair.0

‘Just a little longer… If we had fought for just a little longer…’0

Kang-Woo looked down at himself. He was covered in...0