Chapter 29: Chapter 29
West of Xianyang County.
A massive building stood tall on a quiet street without any pavilions or brothels.
It was three stories high.
The neat building, which seemed to have been newly built, was none other than the Supreme King Sect, which was recently in the spotlight as the new conqueror in Shaanxi.
“It’s chilly.”
Jang Sam, a gatekeeper guarding the main gate of the Supreme King Sect, muttered as he rubbed both hands together.
“Hahaha, it is evening, isn’t it?”
Chuk-go, who was guarding the main gate together with him, spoke with a smile, and Jang Sam shrugged his shoulders.
After a while, his eyes sparkled.
“By the way, do you know about that?”
Jang Sam, who stopped rubbing his hands, showed a serious expression and whispered.
“It’s an uproar right now because news of the Supreme Scenery Squad, who attacked the Flying Wind Merchant Guild, has been cut off.”
“An uproar?”
Chuk-gang smirked.
“Wouldn’t they be drinking heavily after cleaning up? It’s because the Troop Leader, the Single Fist of Mount Tai, likes alcohol.”
“Hahaha, that is true, but…….”
The two who were conversing with a smile stopped.
In front of their eyes, there was a presence gradually getting closer in the darkness.
Step… Step…
The shadow that gradually approached revealed its figure in the light pouring out from the Supreme King Sect.
“Huh? A Daoist robe?”
Jang Sam tilted his head.
During his five years as a gatekeeper, a Daoist had never once visited the Supreme King Sect.
‘More importantly, is there a Daoist who wears such a dark Daoist robe?’
Looking up and down at the Daoist who wore a combination of black and red, which were colors hard to see, he cautiously spoke.
“For what business have you come to our sect?”
“To see the Sect Leader.”
The two flared up at his attitude and tone, which seemed to have completely thrown away etiquette for a Daoist.
“You ill-mannered bastard!”
“How dare you speak of our Sect Leader……!”
The Daoist, Cheon-hwi, looked indifferently at them whose faces had turned bright red with anger.
“Shut up, is the guy called the Sect Leader inside or not?”
“This bastard!”
“I will fix your bad manners!”
The moment the two of them simultaneously drew their swords at his words that were far from an apology and became even more insolent.
Boooom!
A massive explosion erupted.
“Wh-what!”
“What is happening!”
The disciples of the Supreme King Sect, who had fallen asleep as it was late at night, hastily put on their martial arts uniforms at the sound of the explosion and came out of their rooms.
Then, they blankly stopped at the scenery they saw.
“The main gate is…….”
The massive main gate, which had been guarding the Supreme King Sect for twenty years, was completely shattered and raising dust.
Following that, a group of martial artists appeared.
The martial artists, numbering roughly sixty, were wearing gray martial arts uniforms with the character Jung written on their chests.
The Supreme King Middle Squad, one of the Three Martial Troops of the Supreme King Sect, immediately passed the disciples of the Supreme King Sect and lined up like a wall as soon as they appeared.
A middle-aged man with a sharp impression who was at the front of the Supreme King Middle Squad approached the main gate.
The Blood Killing Bladesman, who had previously gained quite a reputation as a bladesman in Shaanxi, frowned as he looked at the disastrous scene.
“What in the world is this…….”
At that moment.
Step… Step…
Footsteps could be heard.
Following that, a human silhouette revealed its figure, piercing through the dense dust that had settled.
“You should have just answered.”
Cheon-hwi, who smashed the gate, made eye contact with the Blood Killing Bladesman looking at him from the front.
“Where do you dare think this place is…….”
Looking at him speaking with a serious expression, Cheon-hwi opened his mouth, thinking this was right.
“Are you the Sect Leader here?”
The Blood Killing Bladesman’s eyebrows shot up.
“You bastard! How disrespectful! He is not someone a lowly thing like you can meet!”
“If not, whatever.”
Cheon-hwi immediately walked right past him.
“How dare you!”
The moment the Blood Killing Bladesman, whose anger surged at such an attitude, tried to draw his blade.
Swish…
Cheon-hwi’s fist, swung much faster than him, lodged into his face.
Smack!
“Keok!”
The Blood Killing Bladesman’s head snapped back.
Perhaps it was because he was hit head-on.
His body gradually collapsed, and he knelt on the floor, collapsing weakly.
Gurgle…
His collapsed face was a mess.
His nasal bone was broken and sank in, and his teeth fell to the floor with a clatter.
“Tr-Troop Leader?”
While the Supreme King Middle Squad members were astonished that the situation was the exact opposite of the Blood Killing Bladesman seeing blood.
Cheon-hwi lightly trampled on the fallen Blood Killing Bladesman and stepped inside the Supreme King Sect.
The astonished Supreme King Middle Squad members flared up.
“This bastard did this to the Troop Leader!”
“You son of a bitch!”
The Supreme King Middle Squad members, seeing Cheon-hwi desecrating the Blood Killing Bladesman, drew their swords and blades and stamped their feet without anyone being first.
Tap tap tap!
Watching them rush in while even mixing in profanities, Cheon-hwi kicked up the blade that the Iron Blood Bladesman had dropped.
Swish!
After that, he snatched the blade floating in the air.
He, who had displayed a series of actions close to divine skill, instantly pulled up the internal energy of the Plum Blossom Divine Art and imbued it right into the blade.
At that moment, a surprising change occurred.
Crackle!
Perhaps it was because it couldn’t endure the pouring internal energy of the Plum Blossom Divine Art, cracks began to form on the blade along with an ominous sound.
Ultimately, the blade could not endure the internal energy.
Boooom!
An explosion erupted, and it blew up.
“Wh-what is this!”
“……!”
The Supreme King Middle Squad members were terrified out of their wits as the broken blade fragments shot out like hidden weapons.
A few turned their steps.
A few lifted their weapons to block.
However, before they could even cope.
Puck puck puck!
The blade fragments trampled on them.
Faster than they could turn around, the blade fragments pierced their bodies, and the weapons they lifted to block were shattered.
“Keu, keuheok.”
“Kkeuaaak!”
In an instant, only screams boiled over.
However, the sounds of screams did not last long and quickly died down.
Taking its place instead were only faint groans and desperate voices shouting to be saved.
“Isn’t this quite alright? It’ll be good when dealing with small fries like these.”
Cheon-hwi threw away the blade whose body had disappeared leaving only the hilt, and looked around his surroundings.
A conclusion was reached in an instant.
Two-thirds of the Supreme King Middle Squad members died from the blade fragments without even having time to feel pain.
Then, was the remaining one-third perfectly fine?
That was not it.
They barely survived, but looking at their conditions, it was a heavy injury to the point where they would soon meet their death or have to live crippled for the rest of their lives.
Tremble…
The Supreme King Sect disciples trembled in fear as they watched the situation that was no different from a pandemonium.
“Wh-what is this…….”
They made faces stricken with terror at a sight they could not possibly believe.
It was a very brief moment.
From the young Daoist kicking the blade, to the current disaster taking place.
At that moment, Cheon-hwi turned his head.
“Where is the Sect Leader?”
The Supreme King Sect disciples simultaneously swallowed their breaths.
If it were a little earlier, it was words they all would have flared up at, but having caught a glimpse of Cheon-hwi’s divine might, they could not take any action.
Seeing them, Cheon-hwi narrowed his glabella.
“Hmm, they can’t all be mute.”
He whispered and stamped his foot.
Whoosh!
His figure disappeared.
Afterwards, Cheon-hwi dug into the middle of the lined-up Supreme King Middle Squad members in a flash.
“……!”
The moment a Supreme King Middle Squad member who belatedly grasped Cheon-hwi’s figure glared with both eyes.
Grab…
Cheon-hwi grabbed his face.
After that, he slowly applied strength to the fingers gripping the face.
“Kkeuaaak!”
Watching him scream, Cheon-hwi nodded his head and relaxed his grip.
After that, he stared straight into his trembling pupils in terror and moved his lips.
“I said, where is the Sect Leader.”
“I-inside…….”
As soon as he heard the answer, Cheon-hwi put strength back into the fingers he had relaxed.
Crunch!
“You mean he is inside?”
The whispering Cheon-hwi threw the corpse away and looked up at the pavilions of the Supreme King Sect.
Meanwhile, the Supreme King Sect disciples who were holding their breath nearby stealthily retreated.
Cheon-hwi pulled in his chin.
They, who were trying to run away, smiled awkwardly as Cheon-hwi looked at them.
“Where are you going?”
Cheon-hwi’s hands moved.
Crunch! Smack!
a one-sided massacre occurred.
The Supreme King Sect disciples, who were watching Cheon-hwi’s continuous cruel techniques, shuddered.
“You dog-like bastard!”
“Are you still a Daoist doing that?”
“To think a person claiming to be a Daoist has such cruel techniques!”
Cheon-hwi looked at them speaking while looking at him, and made a dumbfounded expression.
Riding the momentum perhaps, one of the Supreme King Sect disciples pointed a finger and shouted.
“If it becomes known that you committed such acts, you will be excommunicated…… Kkeuaaak!”
Snap!
Cheon-hwi broke his finger.
“Where do you think you’re pointing your finger?”
He subsequently grabbed his neck and lifted him up. The man whose neck was grabbed was horrified at Cheon-hwi’s two pupils that sank as deeply as the bottomless pit and shouted.
“D-do you think the Orthodox Faction bastards will leave you alone if they find out you committed such a gruesome act!”
“Is that so?”
Cheon-hwi applied strength to his grip.
Crack!
The neck bones crumbled in a single breath, and the instantly killed man’s body drooped.
Cheon-hwi threw the corpse and warned the Supreme King Sect disciples watching him.
“Then I just have to kill all of you bastards, right? Then they won’t know if this was my doing. Isn’t that so?”
The Supreme King Sect disciples’ complexions turned pale blue.
That was not a Daoist.
They didn’t like the Orthodox Faction bastards, but still, there was such a thing as a line.
But what was that?
Far from a line, it was just doing whatever he wanted.
Even the Unorthodox Faction was not to this extent.
At that moment.
Creak…
Through the opened door, a middle-aged man growing a stylish beard appeared.
Sturdy bones and a confident expression.
Cheon-hwi twisted one corner of his mouth while looking at him who had appeared imposingly.
“Are you the Sect Leader?”
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