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Chapter 237 – Eye-Opening
A deafening crash resounded! Radiant Demon Wing’s charge swept through the flank with force. All sounds were swallowed by the explosive roar of energy waves. The light burst like a cannonball. The tightly packed evil faction’s martial force shattered into pieces. It was total destruction. The sounds of flesh tearing and bones breaking echoed everywhere. The impact range was massive. “Argh!” “Guh!” The charge itself was a seismic stomp. Blurred figures swung their arms. Each…-
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Inside a quaint room at Fruit Cloud Inn. “Ghost Soul Divine Sword Yeo So-hyang. An elder overseer of Tyrant Sword Sect. She manages the evil factions under Tyrant Sword Sect that dominate Xi’an. According to investigations with the Beggars’ Sect, she also led the massacre of the Jeong Family Manor in Xinye County.” Zhuge Xian spoke. He faced Jeong Yeon-shin across a round tea table. Only two teacups rested on it. Even without rice, tea was brewed and savored in these times. A faint tea…
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A low murmur escaped. It sounded like a whisper to oneself. To a supreme master, it was not. They possessed senses beyond ordinary imagination. The new Radiant Demon Wing Leader was no exception. If anyone could hear it, it would be his black-clad senior, Divine Blood Extreme Demon. And so it was. “My apologies, Senior Jin.” A calm voice, laced with energy, reverberated deeply. Jin Myeong-jo’s pale face grew even whiter. It felt as though his distant junior spoke right beside his…
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The air was clear. Wind slipped through the wall and into the door’s crevices. In a room where winter had crept in, Radiant Demon Wing Leader sat upright. His elbow rested on the armrest of a wooden chair, exuding an air of arrogance. His loosely raised chin added to it. Lazy Flame Dragon, who had left the room earlier, might have jokingly called him a tempestuous deity. The martial world. It was not a term to utter lightly. The martial realm was vast beyond measure. Across its endless…
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From the fur-cloaked intruder to the sudden appearance of a young master enveloped in a storm-like energy wave. An unimaginable event unfolded in Xi’an’s martial world. Was this a challenge to the order established by the evil faction in the martial realm? Only the winter wind moved noisily through the inn’s window frames, which had fallen as silent as a dead mouse. It struck the windows as if dancing. People clad in silk, their glossy skin reflecting the lantern light, remained…
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The question sounded faintly brusque. He might have seemed like a tempestuous, youthful boy. To those wise in reason, he did not. Even Ge Du-jin, standing at a distance, perceived it as an incomprehensible technique. He swore it was not So Yu-rang’s doing. In an instant, it naturally scattered from the hand of the intruder who had just held the wooden cup. ‘With internal energy…? Surely not.’ If the feat just displayed was purely a martial art technique. It would be a method so…
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“Heart Martial Alliance, Baek Seo-goon.” A woman with ash-gray hair cascading down to her nape like a lion’s mane spoke. An unparalleled luster flowed from her orange silk robe. She carried a single sword and a flamboyant orchid-patterned satchel, which stood out. Her attire was as succinct as her self-introduction. It had been since Swimming Heaven Sword Ghost defeated the Brilliant Sound Twin Demons and encountered Wei Zhi Myo-hwa. The time was not short. Several days had passed. Wei…
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Hyeon Won-chang spoke with a raw voice. No energy infused his tone. It did not carry far. However, the setting was the central dueling platform. The promotion exam was a rare event in Desolate Fortress. Many of the warriors remaining at headquarters attended. They sat like guests at a feast, and among them, few were not masters. It meant their auditory perception training was exceptional. They could easily hear the voice of Desolate Fortress’s Great Tongue Sword. Kang Yoon-chan, eyes wide,…
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Chapter
Chapter 23 – Middle Dantian (3)
A guide followed along. He said he was a local of the town. There's an image that comes to mind when thinking of commoners who don't know martial arts and are engaged in their livelihoods. The man who introduced himself as 'Jang-sam' was like that. "Young master, is it really just you? Are you sure you're going to the Praying Mantis Sect?" His eyes, which were smaller than even Jeong Yeon-shin's, trembled. In his shabby hemp clothing and loosely held money pouch, the image of a household…-
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Jeong Yeon-shin stood ten paces away from the two combatants. His stance, arms crossed and motionless, did not appear awkward. Only fragments of energy waves, spreading like wind, brushed past the hem of his pitch-black sleeves. “Well now.” Kang Yoon-chan raised his head. He stood face-to-face with Hyeon Won-chang. Full Cart Sword Kang Yoon-chan. A faint bitter smile crept onto his revealed face. It suited his nickname, suggesting he could fill a cart with the texts he had…
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