Chapter 617 – Three Swords (10)

The Fighting God’s movements stopped there. Regret seeped from his lips pressed together like a rock in a straight line.

He didn’t hide any emotions.

Thump…

Meanwhile, Dharma King’s right hand, which had somehow touched Dragon Sound Sasa King’s back, glistened with five-colored radiance.

Potala Palace’s Five Thunder Divine Palm. The atmosphere bent this way and that in the operation of divine martial learning for which no opposing martial arts existed under the vast heaven.

“I want to kill Dragon Sound Sasa King, but I remember that the Fighting God’s excellent killing techniques are directed only at enemies. Is this Northern King still a comrade?”

“Her energy accumulation is greatly useful.”

The Southern Emperor, who had been silently watching the series of situations, continued indifferently.

“It’s right to subdue her. Since we must summon the Fighting God again with Western Heaven Dark King’s formation. There will also be efficacy in binding the Divine Sword Group Leader in the future.”

“The funeral of light has already deployed Transcendent Martial Art. It won’t take long until the formation restarts, so if Heaven Palace King and I are together, even the Divine Sword Group Leader will dance with his back separated.”

Dharma King said. It was talk asking to be set free. No one listened.

While the aftermath of the Fighting God’s strike didn’t subside like incense in a temple, only the Six Star Lords had clear presence in the palace.

The Southern Emperor glanced at the ceiling.

Heaven Palace King was at a watchtower outside Black Capital Old Palace. It was the highest place in Black Capital, and coming straight down would reach the palace directly. It was why he could deliver archery strikes to the entirety of vast Black Capital.

He had inherited the old Yuan Dynasty’s archery divine art, Siam Eagle Fierce Cannon. Archery that could kill a thousand with three bow shots.

In addition to such Heaven Palace King, there was also Molten Rock Castle Lord. Even though he had been defeated by the joint attack of Desolate Fortress black ranks, he remained unchanged as a master of Heaven Steel Light Armor.

Thus the demon realm’s capital didn’t permit proper siege warfare to enemies.

With joint attacks from them, there was no Northern King who couldn’t scheme against the Divine Sword Group Leader. At this moment, it was worth considering whether to kill Jeong Yeon-shin first before preparing to reactivate the formation.

Then the Fighting God shook his head.

At the same time, he suddenly returned to the altar and silently drove heavy power into the ground beneath his feet.

Encouraging the formation of Young Heavenly Demon Invincible, who stood like a stone statue. It was also preparing for the next manifestation.

“Please don’t step to the front lines.”

“The contemporary Divine Sword Group Leader is your successor.”

The Southern Emperor spoke definitively. The dark clouds wrapped around his entire body also writhed extremely threateningly. But the Fighting God shook his head once more.

“Still, no individual can represent a nation. I can kill ten thousand in one meal period, but a good emperor benefits a hundred million for decades. Which is greater? Moreover, you are a perfect peerless master who won’t fall to any ambush. Naturally, aren’t you the treasure we must protect to the end?”

“Worthless sophistry in an age of power.”

“I envy you. Founding emperor… You are truly the vessel that can reach Qian-ling’s realm as a human. We forged you that way.”

“I’ve also prepared for dead Qian-ling’s schemes. As you know, this formation can be used twice, so I’ll summon you again immediately.”

The Fighting God shrugged slightly.

“No need for big talk. I realized after being thoroughly hit once. Not everything goes according to my will. I mean I’ll accept it even if it fails.”

When he clenched his grip once, the roof crumpled with a crack. Of course, the Azure-blue sky was revealed. Along with a swallow that had been leisurely crossing the endlessly spread firmament.

Soon.

The limping man and White Swallow’s gazes met. Instantly, the atmosphere warped as if invisible flames had burst.

The giant limping man grinned, then slightly tilted his head downward.

“Come down here.”

He slowly concluded his words.

It was talk directed at the Divine Sword Group Leader, not the swallow. Dharma King’s words immediately followed.

“The funeral of the exhausted divine sword will be held late. We can hibernate here.”

His ensuing voice was somehow withered.

“Since spring won’t come to the martial jianghu.”

* * *

An endlessly spread ridge.

Just before crash-landing under the dark path swordwork, there were words from the one-armed blind man.

—Do you know this? Peerless masters inevitably bring about certain events. Those who have faced each other once are also drawn to each other like fate. Of course, you’ve already had many such experiences… If I were to guess, perhaps the spirits of upper energy centers pull each other. Like how we met by chance in Grudge Blood Valley.

But the current Heaven Conquering Sect Leader wasn’t as leisurely as then. At this moment, he was racing alongside Jeong Yeon-shin, who carried Divine Beggar Zhu Guang.

“Thinking about it again, it’s amazing. Taking advantage of the gap during energy circulation… It was the kind of thing Black Capital ruffians would do. That shouldn’t have happened.”

“Winter Dream is intact.”

“It should be so by rights.”

Calm threat and unwavering attitude. After briefly exchanging words like that, a great city like a Go board spread out in Jeong Yeon-shin’s vision.

Still surrounded by bluish taiji. Rough storms swept past Jeong Yeon-shin’s ears.

Whoooosh!

He had arrived after endless running.

Finally, Black Capital.

“To advise, it would be better to abandon the Beggar Sect Leader even now. I don’t think you can withstand my ambush while carrying a legless man on your back. Moreover, your power seems to have hit bottom.”

“Winter Dream is safe.”

“Aren’t we going to check now? If cracks have formed in the sword body, you’re a dead man.”

The blind man in the bamboo hat was unusually serious.

Instantly, several cracks formed and disappeared in the dry wind – a realm where space split according to emotional fluctuations.

Meanwhile, his point was correct.

Jeong Yeon-shin had earlier wrapped the entirety of Black Capital with Southern Splendor Radiant Taiji, and in that state deployed Enter The Dao Transcend Together three times. It was to overwhelmingly shatter the world’s greatest protective energy.

Thanks to the blue taiji, there was no recoil from the techniques. All meridians throughout his body were intact.

It was simply that the internal energy that had been deep enough to deploy Transcendent Martial Art three times had naturally hit bottom.

The three luminous wheels that had been constantly rotating in his heart had also slowed their rotation speed.

All Northern Kings would be guessing such a state. At this moment, inside the demon realm’s capital spread before his eyes.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t care.

Bang!

He struck the ground as is. It had been a while since he entrusted command of Vast Wind Curtain and Crimson Blood King Family to Yu Xiong-gong, and Jeong Yeon-shin’s form crossed over Black Capital’s sky drawing a massive parabolic arc.

From his back, Divine Beggar Zhu Guang laughed with a stuffy nose sound and said.

“Next time you leap, try twisting true energy in a spiral from the Bubbling Spring acupoint, then compressing and firing it. The optimal key technique is as I’ve told you so far… a secret technique of acceleration.”

“Yes, elder.”

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t worry about his black rank seniors. They were still beings who deserved respect rather than concern, and at this moment he had something he absolutely had to do at Black Capital Old Palace.

As he tore through the twilight sky together with the Heaven Conquering Sect Leader.

—It was an amazing move.

Literary Star’s voice struck his heels with a thump. He had even passed far over Black Capital’s fortress walls. It was truly unimpeded.

—The black swords before my eyes are quite frightening, so I’ll leave facing you to other Northern Kings. Hasn’t your true energy hit bottom? Perhaps the Fighting God might have descended.

Before Literary Star’s words could even finish.

Whiiiiiing!

A massive arrow like a spear charged in.

Heaven Palace King. The one who had shouted old Yuan Dynasty words like ‘naadam (festival)’ in Bright Wind Spirit.

In an instant, tremendous shock waves followed in succession beyond the arrow’s shaft. Archery bombardment reminiscent of Dark Night Palace Lord’s Ten Li One Kill. Instantly, Jeong Yeon-shin’s hand became hazy.

Bang!

As soon as he caught the arrow, he threw it in the direction it had been shot from. In an instant, circular ripples burst from his fingertips with a rumbling sound. Immediately, heavy recoil penetrated to his wrist.

It was the last power he had squeezed out.

His body fell toward the city.

Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t check whether the arrow had directly hit Heaven Palace King. He simply silently landed before Divine Sword Third Unit.

In the place where blue masters of the Divine Sword Group’s Resonance Spirit were mixed among the seniors he had assigned to the rear.

Step…

“Look there. The current you can’t even handle my one sword…”

“Resonance Spirit, supply.”

Jeong Yeon-shin quietly commanded.

The Resonance Spirit blue ranks weren’t flustered by the Group Leader’s sudden manifestation. They all simply raised grayish energy waves with indifferent faces.

Shared School Scripture Divine Art Secret Technique

Entering the Dao Vast Arts

Over half of them had ears sharp and long like sword tips. Though they might not have achieved Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, it meant many had internal energy cultivation reaching sixty-year units.

In terms of prolonged battle, they were said to be first in the Divine Sword Group.

Woooooong!

Energy accumulation was rapidly filled.

The luminous wheels in his heart began rotating fiercely again, and soon spat out thunder-like roars from inside his body.

It felt as comfortable and natural as if Jeong Yeon-shin had originally accumulated the energy.

It was indeed a divine art secret technique.

The most important supply for the Divine Sword Group Leader was accomplished in an instant, and the blind man in the bamboo hat beside him muttered with a briefly speechless expression.

“Desolate Fortress…”

Before they knew it, nearly two hundred Divine Sword Third Unit members were surrounding the Group Leader. It was brief dharma protection.

Jeong Yeon-shin soon kicked the ground with a bang and soared. While giving orders with Six Harmonies Battle Voice.

[Advance to Black Capital Old Palace. The Unorthodox Finest Sword will face Molten Rock Castle Lord.]

“Hm? There are limits to arrogance. I say, why should I…?”

He felt signs of the Heaven Conquering Sect Leader speaking and stopping on the ground.

Before they knew it, there was a mass of heat trying to pass the place where Winter Dream was embedded with tremendous lightness skill. Clearly movement tracking Jeong Yeon-shin. Obviously it was Molten Rock Castle Lord.

The Unorthodox Finest’s gaze that had been distorting space turned away from Jeong Yeon-shin. The Heaven Conquering Sect Leader’s voice headed toward the massive Heat Yang True Energy.

“Stop for a moment.”

That was all.

Jeong Yeon-shin briefly set aside interest in the ground. He also didn’t mind the martial army forces that began reacting upon seeing him from various parts of the great city.

“Northern Emperor! The Northern Emperor has come!”

“Don’t try to block him recklessly! Heaven Palace King is looking down!”

“The one who killed Shame Extreme King! There are limits to human ability!”

Northern Kings. High kings.

They were the most noble ones in the demon realm.

Their faith was tremendously great. They were also beings worthy of receiving such massive trust. How many Northern Kings had troubled Jeong Yeon-shin until today?

‘Sect leaders of the demon realm’s nine sects, thirteen evil sect masters, and eight family heads…’

The moment he stepped on some pavilion’s roof, a single gaze was clearly felt. It was Heaven Palace King’s eyes.

Very thick and dense. Divine art eye technique he had once felt from Northern Capital, the old Yuan Dynasty’s Plow Light Divine Radiance.

It felt like making Jeong Yeon-shin’s body into a target.

Instantly, Jeong Yeon-shin, who supported Divine Beggar Zhu Guang with one hand and raised sword-blue flames in the other hand, disappeared from his position.

Whoosh…

Light clusters connecting like smoke from the point where he had been to the top of Black Capital Old Palace. Thread-like afterimages quietly rippled, connecting the ground and palace.

Despite being a distance of easily over ten li.

It was a precursor to lightness skill worth discussing as the fastest under heaven.

“…!”

The next moment, Jeong Yeon-shin was standing with his back to a small archer at Black Capital Old Palace’s watchtower.

A man with the tremendous aura unique to peerless masters, but Jeong Yeon-shin had actually placed his elbow on the watchtower’s stone wall like an idle man without looking back.

He simply took in the endlessly spread horizon with his eyes.

“…This is too enviable. You are one who enjoys momentary naadam.”

Right after the peerless archer Heaven Palace King praised the short decisive battle combat method like muttering.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Semi-transparent shock waves burst in succession along the trajectory Jeong Yeon-shin had passed. A sword-blue thin line was belatedly carved on Heaven Palace King’s neck simultaneously.

The watchtower burst apart with a crack from the ripples that followed. Of course, Heaven Palace King’s head rolled off his body.

Rustle.

Jeong Yeon-shin stood on one of the stone wall fragments pouring down. And began falling together.

‘There’s no roof.’

The palace interior was clearly visible.

It was a place where absurdly powerful energies were concentrated. Whether due to the Fighting God’s return formation, terrifying power waves felt tangible.

An ivory altar.

Young Heavenly Demon Invincible in purple robes with even a ceremonial sword worn, six Northern Kings surrounding her, and a limping man looking up with an amused face. At the same time, watchtower fragments pouring toward them, and the Divine Sword Group Leader falling alone among them.

“As expected.”

Jeong Yeon-shin slowly opened his mouth.

“There’s no chance of victory alone.”

Words that flowed out calmly like Yong Hye-myeong’s speech and behavior, but separate from that, many Northern Kings showed wide-eyed expressions.

Soon Heaven Palace King’s head rolled down behind Jeong Yeon-shin, who had landed on one side of the palace.

But what Jeong Yeon-shin felt over his shoulder at this moment wasn’t something like a Northern King’s head, but the Divine Sword Group’s seventeen squads.

Comrades who would make him a god of complete victory in the chaotic battlefield.

“……”

Gazes like looking at a madman and massive shock filled the hall.

Kugugugugung…

Among countless stone fragments falling like rain, the Divine Sword Group Leader stood up.