Chapter 276: Chapter 276
A whole body armed in black and a Yaksha mask sticking closely to the face.
It was a bizarre appearance.
It could even be considered ridiculous.
However, no one in the manor ridiculed his appearance.
How could they ridicule him?
Wasn’t there only one person known to wear a Yaksha mask in the Jianghu, in the world?
“……Black Yaksha.”
Mu Hong let out a groan.
It wasn’t just him.
All the members of the Extermination Unit in the manor let out groans through their teeth and stopped moving.
The name Black Yaksha was not light.
One of the Three Great Rising Stars of the World.
An outstanding, supreme genius whom the Leader of the Four Black Alliances accepted as a direct disciple just by looking at his talent.
All sorts of praises referred to him.
“I heard it would take time for him to arrive…… To think he has already arrived.”
“It’s an event outside our expectations.”
Cold sweat flowed down the backs of the Extermination Unit members.
Cheon-hwi was in the middle of almost securing victory after defeating the Patriarch of the Blood Rain Sword Clan, the Blood Defeating Sword.
However, with the appearance of the Black Yaksha and his group now, a new phase unfolded on the battlefield.
Meanwhile, regardless of the tension sinking deeply around him, Cheon-hwi leisurely scanned the Black Yaksha as if observing him.
Then he soon tilted his head.
‘Even if the weather has gotten colder, isn’t he wrapped up too tightly? Isn’t he hot?’
It was his first impression upon seeing the Black Yaksha.
A cape larger than his physique.
On top of that, even the hands visible between his neck and sleeves were covered by cloth finely twisted with pitch-black strings.
‘It feels stuffy just looking at him.’
Cheon-hwi shook his head side to side.
Looking closely, weren’t the ears and cheeks that the mask failed to cover also completely hidden?
It seemed he had covered his entire body.
‘Does he hate showing his skin?’
In an instant, a light sparkled in Cheon-hwi’s eyes.
It was because curiosity arose about what he wanted to hide so much that he bizarrely covered his whole body with cloth.
It was then.
Swish…
The Yaksha, his mask moved.
The place the mask headed towards was the direction where Cheon-hwi was.
Soon, a terrifying deep blue light flowed out from the two holes pierced in the mask.
“It was an admirable sword.”
An unpleasant voice descended upon the manor.
The faces of the people in the manor violently distorted at the bizarre voice that made one feel terror just by listening.
Whether it was a man or a woman.
What martial arts they had learned.
Nothing could be grasped.
Like someone in the realm of the incomprehensible, he was a person whose everything felt opaque as if covered in fog.
At such a mystery, the gazes within the manor concentrated in an instant.
However, the Black Yaksha didn’t seem to care about those gazes in the slightest.
He only looked at Cheon-hwi.
“To possess such martial arts at that age.”
The Yaksha’s eyes spat out a beam of light.
It was a terrifying momentum that made the opponent shrink back.
Soon, the sinister energy generated from under the Black Yaksha’s feet explosively shot out centering around him.
In an instant, a storm raged in the manor.
At the storm of evil energy, the people in the manor urgently raised their internal energy, but.
“Keuk!”
“Heop!”
It was difficult to completely resolve the impact.
Furthermore, the density of the evil energy crushing the manor currently was immense, making even resistance difficult.
Hwaaaak!
The Black Yaksha’s ashen hair soared.
It was a moment that caused the illusion of the Yaksha mask turning into a real Yaksha.
Right then.
“The wind is too rough, isn’t it?”
Cheon-hwi spoke calmly.
He lifted Hwawol as if unaffected by the storm of evil energy.
Soon after, Hwawol became blurry.
Flash!
A dazzling sword light exploded.
The blurry Hwawol was swung like a ray of light in an instant, drawing a horizontal line.
A single sword mark dividing heaven and earth.
In an instant, the atmosphere of the manor caused turbulent waves like an overflowing river.
The straightly shot sword strike advanced towards the Black Yaksha’s waist.
It was a terrifying speed.
The sword strike soon collided with the evil energy he exuded.
Crackle!
The evil energy was miserably split.
It was to the extent that its shape couldn’t be recognized.
“…….”
The eyes of the Black Yaksha, who had been looking down at his surroundings with his chin haughtily raised, sank.
However, there was no bewilderment in those eyes.
As if it was something he had already expected.
And at that time.
Swish!
A black shadow intruded in the middle.
Kwaaaang!
At the moment an explosion erupted and thick dust rose.
Hook!
Piercing through the dust, the shadow rushed in.
It was the middle-aged man exuding supreme aura among the group that had arrived at the manor with the Black Yaksha.
Before anyone knew, a single blade was held in his hand.
It was a giant blade swirling with a pitch-black ink light.
His strength is good.
Cheon-hwi immediately stepped on the ground.
The moment he felt the tip of his leather shoes touch the dirt, his figure shot forward.
Soon after, Hwawol soared.
‘Plum Blossom Falling Flash (落).’
The thought straightaway turned into a sword.
Hwawol collided head-on with the middle-aged man’s blade in a single breath with a movement like a waterspout, detonating a large shockwave.
Craaaack!
The space where the blade and the sword collided distorted, and the impact spread out like a wave.
Thud…
The people who were blocking the Black Yaksha’s evil energy by raising their internal energy were inadvertently swept away by the wave and fell on their behinds.
It was a completely incomprehensible sight.
The duel between the Blood Defeating Sword and Cheon-hwi had also looked like a battle of absolute masters to them, but the current fight was even higher than that.
‘To think such a monster exists!’
The middle-aged man’s pupils shook.
He couldn’t believe it.
Who was he.
Ten years ago, he became an expert of the Limitless Realm and had spread his name all over the Jianghu with the title of Heartless Blade Guest.
Because of that, he was directly invited by the Four Black Alliances as a Guardian.
He was that confident in his own skills, but…….
Since his blade was blocked by a young Taoist who seemed to have just passed twenty, he was naturally dumbfounded.
‘Plum Blossom Divine Hero, they said Plum Blossom Divine Hero…….’
The clothing of the Heartless Blade Guest swelled up.
The Limitless Art he had practiced since childhood wrapped around his whole body and then explosively shot out.
Hwaaaak!
At the intense wave of that internal power, his sleeves crumbled and his bare skin was revealed.
Veins clearly bulged on his fully swollen muscles, and a fierce supreme aura was spewing out from his hand and blade.
The flowing supreme aura flocked to the blade like a vortex.
Within it, his blade coiled with an even more intense supreme aura, supplementing its power.
Literally, defeating power…….
The power to smash everything was loaded onto it.
It was the wave of energy exuded by those who surpassed the limit of martial arts and caught a glimpse of Heavenly Martial Arts.
‘His internal power is substantial.’
Seeing this, Cheon-hwi smiled brightly.
The blade energy felt from the blade facing Hwawol was quite substantial.
The upper tier even within the Limitless Realm.
He could feel that the man was definitely an expert superior to the Blood Defeating Sword he had clashed with just before.
Cheon-hwi nodded inwardly and slyly let the sword body flow.
It was the move of Shifting Flowers and Grafting Wood.
For a moment as the blade was drawn by the move of Shifting Flowers and Grafting Wood and flowed down along Hwawol’s sword body.
“Where do you dare!”
The Heartless Blade Guest angrily shouted out.
His booming voice vibrated the air and raised an intense wind.
At the same time, his muscles greatly swelled.
Crackle…
A sound of something tearing was heard.
As he tried to receive Shifting Flowers and Grafting Wood with strength, his muscles had reached their limit.
However, the Heartless Blade Guest didn’t stop.
“Do you think it will go as you wish!”
The Heartless Blade Guest who shouted angrily unhesitatingly moved his feet.
Suddenly his figure seemed to blur, and then he closed the distance tightly in a single breath.
Returning Stream Manifestation.
It was his exclusive footwork containing the subtleties of evasion and attack.
Due to that, the two became drastically closer.
To a very close distance where their nose breaths would touch if they exhaled.
At a short distance ambiguous enough to unfold sword arts and blade arts, the Heartless Blade Guest…….
Hwaak!
Suddenly twisted his waist.
It was a flexible and fast movement.
And he immediately extended his left hand.
It was an exquisite hand technique swung along with the movement of his waist.
Intense supreme aura was stretching out in streams from his widely spread palm.
Just like dark thunder.
‘His reaction is fast.’
Cheon-hwi’s eyes narrowed.
Usually, blade guests devoted everything to blade arts rather than using hand techniques.
But he was different.
His hand techniques were also not something to scoff at.
‘And he’s clever. To restrict swinging the sword by closing the distance and decide the match with a hand technique, he’s quite capable.’
Looking at the palm swung precisely towards his temple, Cheon-hwi slyly leaned his waist back and narrowly dodged it.
Huuuung!
A fierce wind raged at the tip of his nose.
Around the time his hair belatedly soared towards the sky, Cheon-hwi pulled his foot back.
Swish…
At the same time, Cheon-hwi, who unfolded Dark Fragrance Floating, twisted the step he had taken.
Then his body rotated once.
His Taoist robe fluttered greatly at the flashy gesture as if dancing a sword dance, and through it, the smooth sword body of Hwawol drew a line.
A beautiful rotation.
A crimson red light followed behind the swung sword body, drawing a flashy trajectory.
A perfect counterattack accomplished in a split second.
Cheon-hwi’s eyes headed towards the Heartless Blade Guest.
His face, which was distorted as if angry, was dyed with astonishment, and his eyes were also glaring as if seeing something he shouldn’t see.
And.
Slither…
His left hand, raised to urgently block, was seen coming up slowly.
‘Slow.’
Hwawol deeply stabbed the back of the Heartless Blade Guest’s left hand that he couldn’t fully raise.
Soon, Hwawol embedded in the skin refreshingly soared up to the shoulder joint and sliced.
Chwaaaak…
Blood spurted.
“Keuk!”
The Heartless Blade Guest let out a moan.
He quickly looked at his left arm.
The sword wound extending straight from the shoulder joint was so deep that the white bone could be seen.
It was a fatal wound.
The Heartless Blade Guest furrowed his brow at the burning pain felt from his left hand.
Grind…
He ground his teeth.
No strength entered his left arm.
Around the time blood dripped from his fingertips and created a pool of blood under his feet.
“It’s not over yet.”
A calm voice knocked on his ears and.
“……!”
Subsequently, a sword body entered his vision.
The Heartless Blade Guest came to his senses, unfolded Returning Stream Manifestation, and swung his blade carrying all his internal power.
Paaaang!
The blade swung with the heavy strength coming out from thick muscles mashed the air and struck downwards.
The subtlety of Heaviness.
A dreadful astral qi flowed out from the swung blade, causing a gust of strong qi.
In an instant, the sword swung horizontally and the blade swung vertically collided in the air.
Crackle!
The space between the two distorted.
It was because the atmosphere couldn’t withstand the collision of overwhelming astral qi.
Right then.
Trickle…
A thin stream of blood flowed down from the Heartless Blade Guest’s clenched lips.
It was an internal injury.
Despair dwelled in his pupils.
At a glance, it seemed he had received it well, but the result was already decided.
His pupils headed towards the back.
It was towards the Black Yaksha.
‘I must run away…….’
When he murmured the thought inwardly.
Clang!
At the same time Hwawol cleaved the blade.
Slash!
A terrifying sound rang out.
The horizontally swung Hwawol cut through the blade wielded by the Heartless Blade Guest and even severed his neck.
Kugugung…
The belated shockwave shook the earth.
And in the sky above that, crimson blood was engraved along with the severed head.
And in the meantime.
Cheon-hwi was dropping his sword.
A strange energy wave flowed out from his whole body, slowly encroaching in all directions.
The manifestation of the Plum Blossom Divine Art.
The internal power wrapping the natural energy, which is the root of all energies in the world, forced silence on the world at this moment, and descended just like that.
A sight that evoked awe.
Everyone stared blankly at Cheon-hwi.
The already dead Heartless Blade Guest didn’t even enter their eyes anymore.
Only Cheon-hwi existed.
As if he was alone in this world.
An aloof, yet overwhelming existence.
Right then.
Swoosh…
Suddenly, Cheon-hwi’s figure disappeared.
Like a candle blowing out, it was like an illusion.
Cheon-hwi, who unfolded Dark Fragrance Floating, clung to the Black Yaksha and his group who hadn’t even grasped the situation yet, and swung his sword.
“Now it’s your turn.”