Chapter 540

If it were just a passing traveler, that would make sense, but what’s strange is that despite seeing so many martial artists, he doesn’t even pretend to notice.

A sect leader signaled with his eyes. A disciple from his sect stepped forward and approached the young man.

“Who are you to block the path?”

The young man raised his head to look up at the speaker. The martial artist flinched at the young man’s expression. An indifferent look with a complexion pale as death. It was a strange impression somehow.

The young man slowly stood up. Though he emitted no aura, the martial artist unknowingly stepped back hesitantly.

The young man gestured with his gaze toward the wide-open path and asked.

“When did I block the path?”

The martial artist tried to speak angrily, but suddenly his face turned black. The martial artist staggered, stumbled backward, and fell dead.

“…!”

Everyone looked at the young man. They were too shocked to speak.

“Who…! Who are you bastard!”

The young man quietly answered the Magic Shadow Gang leader’s shout.

“Poison Dragon.”

At that moment, heaven and earth were engulfed in silence.

After a long while, someone broke the silence and shouted.

“L-lies! It’s a fake pretending to be the Poison Dragon! Why would the Poison Dragon come to Qinghai!”

The young man chewed on a blade of grass and said.

“A moment ago, you must have drunk tea at the inn.”

“Th-that’s…”

Suddenly, killing intent burst from Jin Ja-gang’s entire body. The killing intent became a massive tidal wave sweeping over hundreds of martial artists.

Reacting to the killing intent, the martial artists’ internal energy churned chaotically and their qi and blood boiled.

At that moment, nosebleeds began dripping from those who drew up their internal energy. Some suddenly began vomiting.

“Urgh!”

Spots began appearing one by one on their bodies. The spots bloomed like flower petals.

“What is this!”

“Wh-what!”

The flowers of death.

“Th-the Extinction Flowers!”

The poisoned ones looked at Jin Ja-gang in confusion. They couldn’t understand what was happening. They couldn’t regain their senses.

Jin Ja-gang said.

“Do you still need proof?”

Among the Tang Family’s poisons, there are poisons that cling to qi and blood the more internal energy is used. That’s why even masters cannot take the Tang Family’s poisons lightly. Dan Ryeong-gyeong was also defeated that way.

Jin Ja-gang knew his killing intent was exceptionally outstanding.

So he used it.

After poisoning them in advance using the Tang Family’s method, if he shook the opponent’s qi and blood with his killing intent, the poison would immediately spread…

Asura Heaven’s Escape Life-Death Clarity-Extinction!

Asura’s poison so secretive even heaven cannot detect it, deadly enough to determine life and death in an instant.

No one present could even imagine using poison this way. Poison that reacts to killing intent! To trigger poison with killing intent and activate it whenever desired!

The martial artists spewed blood. Their bodies melted alive as they died. It became a scene of carnage in an instant with screams and cries.

Some tried to flee while others gave up on life and charged at Jin Ja-gang.

Click.

Pure white, transparent threads unwound from Jin Ja-gang’s wrists and flowed down to his feet.

Asura Scripture, Forty Life Severing Thread.

Jin Ja-gang forcefully swept both arms forward. The forty strands of Asura Scripture each imbued with one inch force internal energy explosively swept the front.

Asura World-Destroying Soul!

Before Jin Ja-gang, shadows were torn to pieces.

Even all the noise and screaming.

It was a horrific scene of slaughter.

Those who ate poison coughing blood and melting to death, bodies cut apart by threads traversing the void…

At this unrealistic spectacle, even those still alive could only stand dazed.

What could one do against this overwhelming difference in martial power?

They could only watch their own deaths.

“W-we…”

An elderly master with wide, blank eyes spoke as if to himself.

“What great wrong did we commit… to have to die like this?”

Jin Ja-gang looked at the old master.

Then spoke with cold killing intent.

“Weren’t you going to kill me?”

The old master spoke with a still-dazed, foolish expression.

“We were just…”

Jin Ja-gang’s killing intent toward the old master intensified. Red Extinction Flowers began blooming on the old master’s face.

The old master looked at Jin Ja-gang with blood-filled eyes.

“Murderous demon…”

Jin Ja-gang asked coldly.

“Is that a compliment?”

The old master’s face rapidly contorted.

“It’s an insult! You damned motherless, fatherless bast…”

Jin Ja-gang’s hand shot up. The old master’s neck and body shattered into pieces and soared skyward.

Those nearby were struck by lightning of blood and flesh.

Jin Ja-gang bared his teeth.

“I have no reason to hear such words from you.”

Toward those remaining… the Asura Scripture glided through the void.

* * *

Pools of poison filled with blood formed everywhere.

The poison field spread over ten zhang or more, becoming an isolated space of death that no living person could approach.

Poison qi wafted about; even smelling the poison qi’s scent from afar was enough to cause dizziness and collapse.

Jin Ja-gang retrieved the Asura Scripture and straightened himself.

He remained in the poison field for a while, watching those who died beyond recognition.

Jin Ja-gang walked out of the poison field impassively.

About twenty zhang away stood Kunlun Sect Taoists.

Though they couldn’t approach closely, they couldn’t not know what happened here.

The Kunlun Taoists looked at Jin Ja-gang with heavy expressions.

“Poison Dragon. This is our sect’s territory.”

“And they were guests who came to our sect.”

An elderly Kunlun Taoist stopped the others and said to Jin Ja-gang.

“I heard the Poison Dragon knows propriety and honor and doesn’t enjoy killing people recklessly.”

Jin Ja-gang replied.

“That differs greatly from what I’ve heard.”

“If even one person in the world understands your true heart, you’ve lived a sufficiently successful life in this empty world.”

Jin Ja-gang pondered the old Taoist’s words for a moment before asking much later.

“What do you wish to say?”

“I know you’ve strived to change the world. We will also become your strength going forward. So stop this meaningless slaughter here.”

“I’ve waited as long as I could wait. It’s time for someone to clear away the corrupt filth.”

“When the weather becomes appropriate, filth can become better fertilizer than anything.”

“I understand. Then I’ll stop right here. I’ll stop right here immediately.”

At Jin Ja-gang’s words, the old Taoist perked up his ears.

“Really? The world’s Poison Dragon wouldn’t speak idly, would he?”

“Before that, I’ll ask one thing.”

Jin Ja-gang looked at each of the Kunlun Taoists including the old Taoist and asked.

“If I stop now, who will take responsibility for those who will suffer and die at the hands of the Unbreakable Heavenly Sword and Murim Alliance going forward?”

Jin Ja-gang asked again.

“While not killing those who murder people to covet their own profit and waiting until they reform, who will pay the value of the lives of those who will die to their greed?”

Jin Ja-gang said to the Kunlun Taoists.

“Answer as Kunlun. Answer that Kunlun will do it.”

The Kunlun masters couldn’t answer.

Extreme killing intent appeared in Jin Ja-gang’s eyes. His voice resonated and echoed with killing intent.

“If Kunlun will substitute for the value of good people’s lives, I will eliminate Kunlun by this road and kill the evil ones to save those remaining. That’s my answer.”

The Kunlun Taoists stepped back, trembling at the terribly fierce killing intent.

Jin Ja-gang made a heavy clasped fist toward the Kunlun Taoists and passed them.

They cannot defeat Jin Ja-gang in martial power or will.

They cannot stop Jin Ja-gang.

The old Kunlun Taoist closed his eyes tightly.

An Asura came up from hell, having smelled the blood of jianghu’s greed.

Since it’s this current jianghu that summoned the Asura, who can be blamed?

* * *

Jin Ja-gang plucked a nameless poisonous herb blooming by the roadside and put it in his mouth.

While traveling, he had to constantly chew poisonous herbs.

Inside Jin Ja-gang were accumulated massive bundles of poison. Hundreds of mineral layers were generated. However, deadly poisons like Extinction Essence, Carefree, and Small Death were limited, and the amount to be consumed going forward would also be enormous. Though he absorbed all the Tang Family’s poisons, that alone wasn’t enough to face tens of thousands. So he had to continuously ingest poison to replenish.

On the road after leaving Kunlun, Tang Qing was waiting.

Tang Qing removed his mask and let out a long breath.

“It’s refreshing to use strength after so long. Watching you give Kunlun Taoists a sharp rebuke was also satisfying.”

Tang Qing organized the next route. Tang Qing had handled jianghu information for decades. In his head were recorded maps of all Central Plains sects and regions, and the sects’ tendencies.

“Next we must go to Gansu. In Gansu, the Golden Mountain Sect of Lanzhou and White Cloud Gate of Hezuo lead Gansu’s martial world as mid-level sects. Drive northern small and medium sects to Golden Mountain Sect and southern sects to White Cloud Gate, and we can annihilate them in two places.”

They don’t touch large sects and only touch small and medium sects that Tang Qing can sufficiently push. When they’re driven to large sects, Jin Ja-gang waits and annihilates them in one stroke.

A simple but inescapable trap.

Because it’s Jin Ja-gang lurking at the center of the spider web.

“Are you ready?”

Crunch.

Instead of answering, Jin Ja-gang chewed the poisonous herb stem.

* * *

A storm of blood arose in jianghu.

Sects that actively joined Baek Li-jung’s Murim Alliance in Qinghai and Gansu were brutally slaughtered.

Jin Ja-gang’s movement target was obvious.

He was heading toward Nanchang in Jiangxi via Qinghai and Gansu, Shaanxi, north of the Yangtze River, and Huguang.

It was movement precisely targeting the Murim Alliance’s establishment.

However, this on the other hand gave jianghu’s sects strange doubts.

Looking at Jin Ja-gang’s current state of action, he was meticulous and bold. Yet wasn’t this completely different from the disorganized massacres that “the Poison Dragon committed” just before, when Baek Li-jung was going around proclaiming the Murim Alliance’s reconstruction?

Right now, there was a difference in power between the poison fields Jin Ja-gang created while traveling and the poison fields from that time.

Doubt, and more doubt.

However, there was no time to prove suspicions.

The Yangtze River had already begun flowing wildly, and jianghu’s sects were on boats floating precariously atop it.

They could only hope their boat wasn’t a small craft but a sturdy sailing vessel that could withstand storms.

* * *

Having only passed Qinghai and Gansu, Tang Qing no longer needed to pretend to be a bandit.

The next in line, Shaanxi, was shocked just by the rumor that Jin Ja-gang set foot in Shaanxi. Small and medium sects on the route north of the Yangtze hurriedly packed and vacated their sects. If they stayed put, they would definitely die without exception.

However, with sect valuables and wealth packed, their only place to flee with heavy bodies was other medium and large sects in Shaanxi. Unless they abandoned everything empty-handed and fled desperately, while taking everything they could take, they couldn’t handle the speed of Jin Ja-gang’s pursuit.