Chapter 610 – Three Swords (3)

The noble Dream Demon Body envoy had good reason to be flustered.

At this moment, the fortress that was emitting heat by itself had long been called the shield of the demon realm’s capital. Nothing that struck it would break.

Both sides were blocked by endlessly high cliffs. The sky couldn’t be seen from the slope.

Even with considerable energy accumulation, it was too high to climb with Wall Gecko Arts, and was one of the terrains greatly changed by the fierce battles of monsters.

It was created in the process of Zhang Sanfeng, who had walked north at the end of Yuan and beginning of Ming, sending the ‘Fire Emperor’ back to his homeland.

The path leading to the capital Black Capital.

Bang!

Shame Extreme Son-in-law, who kicked the ground again, raised the corners of his mouth. His lips quickly regained their leisurely arc, showing no effort to cut the Dragon-Treading Squad Leader’s cotton rope lasso.

Because he already knew. Once caught, even Literary Star among the Six Star Lords would have to struggle greatly to remove it.

‘They’re determined to die. I’ll just drag them along.’

Grrrrng—

Just then, the gates of Molten Rock Castle were opening. Black smoke seeped from the cracks of the dark door. It was certain. Molten Rock Castle Lord had ultimately failed to suppress his competitive spirit. Because he was Yao tribe.

Finally.

He emerged from the gates.

The Northern King known as the gatekeeper of the demon realm’s capital.

A terrifying giant. The sight of ashen steam flowing from his blackened body and cracked skin like volcanic rock.

It was Molten Rock Castle Lord.

He had clearly come outside, yet the fortress seemed to have become completely filled.

This was separate from the hundreds of Molten Rock Castle martial army forces beginning to stand up throughout the towering ramparts. Because the entire fortress was being filled with the Northern King’s overwhelming momentum.

Thump— Chiiiiik!

Just one step moved, yet everywhere the ground cracked and spewed out ashen steam. A realm where nature synchronized with the Heat Yang True Energy in his body.

Joy appeared on Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s face.

The insight that Molten Rock Castle Lord’s ‘Fire Emperor Eternal Tribulation Art’ could melt the cotton rope lasso.

A peerless master who could solidify fortress walls as hard as the Great Wall with Heat Yang Energy Arts.

There was also Heaven Steel Light Armor close to actual lava. An existence renowned for being as difficult for low-level warriors to approach as Literary Star among the Six Star Lords.

Many demon realm jianghu people treated him as a living volcano. Even though Molten Rock Castle Lord hadn’t gotten his name among the Six Star Lords.

Just as Flame Heat Divine King, recently killed by the Divine Sword Group Leader, had been in charge of the demon realm’s frontier, Molten Rock Castle Lord was a Northern King worthy of serving as gatekeeper of the central capital.

But as his status was Northern King, his competitive spirit was also tremendous. Enough to be creating bright red lava with palm techniques at this moment.

[Come!]

A shout like a battle cry roughly scraped the cliffs on both sides as it raced forward. The cliff faces that took direct hits from Six Harmonies Battle Voice energy waves cracked loudly.

Scorched stone dust fell rustling down.

[If you’re not our people, you cannot pass.]

A living natural disaster.

But the Divine Sword Group’s martial army forces racing down the slope didn’t stop. Rather, they only got faster.

While emitting grayish waves from their entire bodies one by one. An even more ridiculous sight from the air where they could clearly look down.

Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s eyes couldn’t help but widen.

‘Are these madmen trying to melt and die from the vanguard…?’

He burst circular energy waves once more with the Bubbling Spring acupoint on his soles. Immediately his body shot forward with a bang. He swiftly passed over Molten Rock Castle Lord’s head like a peerless master’s void treading.

The Yao tribe transcendent, whose entire body seemed made of volcanic rock, raised his head, and immediately Shame Extreme Son-in-law cleverly shook his right leg bound by the cotton rope lasso once.

Whoosh!

Wei Zhi-ji, who had been flying while grasping the rope’s end, tilted diagonally downward.

Molten Rock Castle Lord’s left arm had also turned ashen simultaneously.

It was coming.

‘Fire Emperor Eternal Tribulation Art, melting coal…!’

A remote palm strike famous for one-strike kills. First was the sight of him instantly throwing a mass of bright red palm force, and the explosive roar came after.

At the same time, Shame Extreme Son-in-law witnessed Wei Zhi-ji using Bow Body Elastic Shadow to bounce his waist up in an instant.

The rope he swung and his body formed a vertical line. The Dragon-Treading Squad Leader, the northern killing demon’s sensory path, was originally famous but had become a bit faster.

As if his body was filled with light.

Kugugugugung—!

Palm force that passed as if barely grazing Wei Zhi-ji’s heels. The atmosphere distorted semi-transparently along that trajectory, and the void shook like an earthquake.

Meanwhile, Shame Extreme Son-in-law was meeting the recoil from the acrobatic movement. He had plummeted headfirst due to the cotton rope lasso’s wave-like undulation.

Bang!

He was driven down behind Molten Rock Castle Lord. Dust bursting out like a thunderbolt. As soon as Shame Extreme Son-in-law hit the ground, he felt tremendous vibrations. It was the footsteps of the Divine Sword Group’s martial army forces.

‘Madmen…!’

He rose like a dream. As if he had been standing like that from the beginning.

It was to not give the opponent an opening.

Though Divine Thief’s Heaven-Severing Connection to Luck hadn’t been passed to him but to another, his lightness skill completion was close to a Northern King’s level.

Whoooosh!

But Wei Zhi-ji was already greatly pulling the cotton rope lasso while charging at Shame Extreme Son-in-law.

The mystery of Energy-Controlling Sword Charging carried in the rope was so vicious he couldn’t cut it. Shame Extreme Son-in-law fell with a thump as one leg was pulled up.

He muttered while lying down for an instant.

“No matter how lawless the Ming Dynasty is, they don’t do this to envoys, right? How undignified.”

“It’s not a nation, it’s the Divine Sword Group.”

Bang!

Wei Zhi-ji slammed Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s face into the ground with one hand. His grip contained terrifying strength, and his toneless voice flowed out as a type of internal energy breathing.

“Not an envoy, but a bug spreading plague.”

“Certainly the Dragon-Treading Squad blue ranks who died by my hand are now eaten by bugs and gone. I can see them in dreams – shall I show you?”

From between the fingers of the hand that gripped his face, Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s eyes burst with colorless eye-light.

Unawakening Intoxication. The clan eye technique of Dream Demon Body. An illusion technique that once put even the Wudang Sect Leader into mental demons at Spirit Leader’s command.

It was also a technique prepared assuming he would be captured by Wei Zhi-ji at this moment.

But there wasn’t the kind of connection between Taoist Mysterious Void and his disciple between Wei Zhi-ji and Shame Extreme Son-in-law. Not a trace of emotion existed.

“A man acting up like this.”

Divine Sword Group Jeong Family Dynamic Technique

Chapter of Hundred Meetings Protection

“…!”

While the eye technique energy waves penetrated toward Wei Zhi-ji’s upper energy center and bounced off with a clang.

The grip holding his face became unbelievably heavy, and as Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s prominent nose bridge sank inward, eerie sounds leaked from his cheekbones and skull.

Crack—!

The pressure of the grappling technique was tremendous. Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s both eyeballs slowly rose above their sockets.

From the beautiful face that had always seemed to dream elegant dreams, leisure scattered like mist.

He quickly spread his energy perception. Dream Demon Body was an existence capable of entering enemies’ dreams and stealing their upper energy center spirits. Energy perception could separate from the body like a soul and survey the battlefield.

‘What is Molten Rock Castle Lord doing…?!’

The master of the final gateway leading to the capital Black Capital.

He was said to be like Literary Star among the Six Star Lords.

Without an equal or superior peerless master, he would burn enemies like straw no matter how many there were. The reason the Southern Emperor had wooed Molten Rock Castle Lord to Bright Wind Spirit first after the Six Star Lords.

He could hold out alone. Until Northern Kings of Bright Wind Spirit like Great King Vajra, Gao Yao Holy Sword Lord, and Aisin-Gioro Black Return arrived, it would be sufficient.

It definitely had been so.

Clang clang clang!

It was clearly visible through energy perception.

Immortal Tree Spirit Leader Cheon So-so blocking and even freezing Molten Rock Castle Lord’s right hand with both hands, Wish-fulfilling Spring Leader Beigong Ya striking down her long leg like a scythe on that frost-covered right arm and cutting it off with a bang, Forest Treading Squad Leader Xiahou Wei-jin endlessly pounding Molten Rock Castle Lord’s abdomen with burning fists, then dodging like a leaf with head movements as soon as a left-hand counterattack charged in….

Absurdly bold internal energy operation. The feeling of fully demonstrating skills that should have been crushed by Heaven Steel Light Armor. Short decisive battle joint attacks meshed frighteningly naturally.

Meanwhile, white mist flowed from their bodies almost visibly. Though they wouldn’t be fellow disciples in martial arts, they seemed like martial brothers.

Bang—!

The next moment, Beigong Ya, whose thigh was bitten by Molten Rock Castle Lord’s bright red maw, shattered one corner of his head with a single-handed sword strike. Without even letting out a groan.

Great warriors or mere weapons – black swords were scheming against a king.

It was the Desolate Fortress.

“Insane…!”

Instantly, Shame Extreme Son-in-law stomped his right foot with his left foot.

Because the cotton rope lasso had been using internal weight techniques to pressure-point him. His ankle snapped with the sound of flesh being crushed along with bone.

But freeing himself was only momentary.

“Please. Die here.”

It was a desolate voice.

He had to meet eyes with Wei Zhi-ji, filled with colorless eye-light. It was the first killing intent the Dragon-Treading Squad Leader had revealed.

“Ming Cult Leader, the Southern Emperor’s collaborator, took the Acting Group Leader. We must rightfully retrieve him. You should spend your remaining life at the Desolate Fortress.”

“Kek, keuk!”

“As you also know, the destination is Black Capital, the demon realm’s capital. Before we strike the heads of the Southern Emperor and Ming Cult Leader, we’re going to ask. Where the Acting Group Leader is.”

“You b*st*rd, you absolutely heard…!”

Wei Zhi-ji made a quiet shushing sound near the struggling Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s ear.

While loading power waves of Eternal Blossom Fist’s True Wall into the hand gripping the small head for a man.

“This Heaven Steel Light Armor is indeed damn hard, but it seems to dent well like your character. I’ve faced many like this. Even if I can’t break it, I just need to be able to press. People die easily, you see.”

Keu, keuaaaaaaak!

While a long scream mixed with the northern wind.

By then, seventeen layers of ripples arose following each other in the distant sky, and the fortress walls were hit in succession by the charge of swords made of dark smoke. Along with tremendous shock waves.

Kugugugugung—!

The massive stone wall collapsed. So did the martial army forces filling the fortress.

A man in dark red robes flew over them like a bat.

It was strangely emotionless-looking void treading. As if he had no intention of facing Molten Rock Castle Lord from the beginning.

[Leaving me behind to preserve Northern King-level fighting strength…?!]

Molten Rock Castle Lord’s cry was drowned out by footstep sounds.

Hundreds of blue warriors had split left and right to race down the slope. The Divine Sword Group’s martial army forces rose like clouds. No one paid attention to the Northern King who faced the squad leaders.

The same went for Shame Extreme Son-in-law, whose head was crushed under the Dragon-Treading Squad Leader’s hand.

Even trying to scheme against the forearm with claw techniques or grappling techniques only left scratches, as immovable as a solid pavilion’s ridge beam.

Finally.

Dignity disappeared from Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s throat.

All that was permitted were forcibly flowing breaths and a voice that became shrill like a fool’s.

“Uh, uhhhhh…”

“It doesn’t matter how hard the armor you wear is. It’s been like that for a long time.”

Wei Zhi-ji whispered in Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s ear. Now the Dream Demon Body handsome man’s eyeballs were pitifully crushed between the gaps of the calloused hand.

Unable to show any emotion as if in a dream.

“Few jianghu people enjoy natural lifespans.”

Crack!

Finally, the small head crumpled along with its protective energy. Along with the futilely brief sound of skull bones. Obviously an instant death.

The last scene reflected in Shame Extreme Son-in-law’s pupils.

Other black ranks were flying like dozens of night skies. Some short-haired girl was also racing like a cat with destructive spiral air currents loaded in one hand.

All of this was connected to the Shame Extreme King that Shame Extreme Son-in-law had served, to the Southern Emperor he had revered.

Bright Wind Spirit’s dream messenger had died. An important scout had literally been crushed.

“…But the Divine Sword Group Leader holds the position of natural death with no failures in lifespan determination. Unlike you.”

Blood dripped from the fingertips of Wei Zhi-ji who slowly stood up. Air heated by internal energy friction spat out white smoke with a hiss.

What remained on the ground was just fertilizer with intact limbs but a crushed head. It would now nourish the earth energy of the demon realm.

The Divine Sword Group had broken through the demon realm’s final gateway.

They were on their way to find home.