Chapter 49: Chapter 49
“He was a guy overflowing with confidence.”
“He was a guy overflowing with confidence.”
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts looked down at Cheon-hwi.
Since they had stepped foot into the Jianghu, absolutely no one had ever declared war that they would kill them.
Who were they.
Although they were now called the Black and White Murderous Ghosts, they were once the Yin-Yang Dual Demons who had commanded the Jianghu.
But for a young man who had barely reached his twenties to say he would kill them, from their perspective, they couldn’t even let out a chuckle.
Squeeze!
The two simultaneously gripped their hands tightly and pulled out the sword and blade that were stuck in the ground.
Broken fragments of stone scattered, and the massive sword and blade were once again held in their hands.
It was the exact same posture as when they were first seen.
However, the atmosphere began to change.
Sharp, heavy, and fierce.
A strange light flickered in Cheon-hwi’s eyes as he felt the pressure of the two slowly pressing down on him.
‘They’re pretty good?’
The internal energy emitted by the two old men was among the most profound and heavy he had encountered so far.
‘Are they similar to the elders, or superior?’
Cheon-hwi, who was gauging the martial prowess of the two which was greater than he had thought, drew his sword.
The moment the White Lotus Sword revealed its appearance.
Whoooosh…
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts aimed for both of Cheon-hwi’s flanks.
The ignorantly swung sword and blade caused a rough wind pressure, targeting Cheon-hwi who was holding his sword defenselessly.
“How impatient.”
The eyes of the whispering Cheon-hwi flashed.
Clang, clang, clang!
‘What kind of sword is this!’
‘What in the world!’
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts were greatly startled.
The martial arts they unfolded were the White Yin Ghost Blade and the Black Yang Murderous Sword.
Although they didn’t put in their full strength, they were a heavy blade and a heavy sword that would reap the life of an ordinary master in a single move.
But when they collided with the sword Cheon-hwi swung, their sword and blade bounced backwards.
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts, who quickly recovered their sword and blade, felt their gripping hands still trembling from the impact, and their eyes stiffened.
It was a tremendous Rebounding Astral Qi.
However, what was even more surprising was that he had unfolded the Rebounding Astral Qi in a brief moment.
Of course, they could also unfold and display Rebounding Astral Qi, but they couldn’t guarantee they could unfold it in an instant like just now.
‘He’s a master.’
‘A master…!’
Feeling a sense of alarm, the two instinctively raised their internal energy.
Then, black and white sword qi and blade qi gathered on the sword and blade.
‘Yin and Yang?’
Interest arose in Cheon-hwi’s eyes.
Unlike their identical appearances, the internal qigong they were practicing were exact opposites.
Black and white, yin and yang.
The moment he saw the opposing energies being contained in their sword and blade.
Whoosh…
A black and white wind blew on the sword and blade.
It was a strike like lightning.
It was at a speed incomparable to the two attacks they had unfolded a little while ago.
Reaching a close distance to Cheon-hwi, the blade body and sword body thrust forward, aiming for his vital acupoints.
Swoosh!
Despite that, Cheon-hwi was relaxed.
He merely swung his sword toward the sword and blade approaching to kill him.
Clang!
The air burst.
The sword and blade were blocked by Cheon-hwi’s sword and bounced off once again. But this time, it didn’t end there.
Following the bouncing sword and blade, the Black and White Murderous Ghosts rotated, spinning a full circle.
Whirrrr…
The sword and blade, with internal energy, strength, and even rotational force added to them, were swung at a speed hard for the eyes to follow, creating slashes.
Six slashes swung while tearing the air like the claws of a beast.
Papabak!
Cheon-hwi steadily gazed at the six slashes that obliterated even the space to escape.
At first glance, he seemed stiff against the slashes, but Cheon-hwi was feeling a sense of disparity in the sword and blade techniques they were swinging.
‘Sword and blade, and opposing energies of yin and yang, yet they are this similar?’
After exploring the martial arts before him for a moment like that, Cheon-hwi realized why the two were so similar and let out a chuckle.
‘Well, I thought it was something amazing.’
He raised his sword, receiving their slashes.
Kagagagang!
It was fast and heavy.
But that was it.
Kwaaaang!
Cheon-hwi loaded an internal energy even more powerful than theirs, destroying the slashes in a single blow.
Hardness with hardness, dominance with dominance.
It was the method he had always done.
A tremendous shockwave spread inside the pavilion, shaking it as if an earthquake had occurred.
“Keuk!”
“Heup!”
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts staggered from the impact.
Cheon-hwi stared at the two clutching their chests and swallowing their internal injuries, muttering.
“I’m disappointed. Well, I watched thinking there might be something amazing, but it was just a single martial art split into two.”
The eyes of the Black and White Murderous Ghosts widened.
The fact that the internal qigong they learned was originally one was a fact known only to them and their master.
But to figure it out after just a few clashes? It was nonsense.
When they thought it was a fluke or a probing remark, Cheon-hwi’s mouth moved again.
“Since it’s yin and yang, it must have been a martial art that contained the profound principle of Tai Chi.”
At Cheon-hwi’s words delivering the finishing blow, the mouths of the Black and White Murderous Ghosts shut tightly.
He was seeing through everything.
The martial art they were originally supposed to learn was a peerless mental cultivation method and internal qigong called the Primordial Tai Chi Art.
However, their talent for learning the Primordial Tai Chi Art was lacking, and because of that, their master divided it into two internal qigongs.
The White Yin Art of Yin energy.
The Black Yang Art of Yang energy.
But the only ones who knew about it were them, now that their master was dead.
Cheon-hwi could tell his guess was correct when he saw the reaction of the two glaring at him silently without answering.
“With it being like this, I don’t even know what the original martial art is, and I should just finish this.”
Dominance flowed out from the entire body of Cheon-hwi, who spoke chillingly, binding the two.
In an instant, the two faltered and stepped back.
It was their first time facing such intense dominance.
An overwhelming… presence they had never felt from their master or the White Snake God at all.
Thud…
“…!”
“…!”
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts snapped to their senses at the touch of the wall on their backs and looked at each other.
Neither of them spoke, but they knew the emotion each other was feeling.
The emotion they had tried so hard to forget.
It was precisely a sense of defeat.
Their faces, as the miserable memories they felt at the time of their defeat to the White Snake God revived, turned into those of ferocious, evil spirits.
They had become extremely enraged.
Not at Cheon-hwi in front of them, but at themselves for getting scared in advance of an opponent once again.
Kugugu…
The internal energy of the two, having given their bodies to anger, erupted violently. It was so intense that the pavilion shook, and dust fell from the ceiling.
As Cheon-hwi indifferently raised his sword.
Kwaang!
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts stomped heavily.
The two, leaving clear footprints on the floor, cleaved the air fiercely like arrows.
It was a smooth and swift movement compared to their massive builds.
It boasted outstanding speed and flexibility, which had greatly contributed when they made a bad name for themselves with the footwork called Primordial Flight.
Hwiiik…
The two, who unfolded the Primordial Flight, closed the distance to Cheon-hwi and simultaneously swung their weapons.
Whoooosh!
Sparks soared from the sword, and chilling ice began to gather on the blade.
Yang energy and Yin energy pulled up to their limits.
The combined attack of the Black and White Murderous Ghosts was emitting a fierce and heavy energy as if it would strike down any enemy in a single breath.
The footwork combining speed, and the sword and blade techniques containing heaviness, were swung as if to split the White Ghost Castle, colliding with Cheon-hwi’s sword.
Kwaaaang!
The White Ghost Castle shook greatly.
“Keok!”
“Keuk!”
The Black and White Murderous Ghosts vomited blood and retreated.
‘T-that just now was Sword Control?!’
‘That’s absolutely impossible! To unfold Sword Control at that age is impossible!’
Right when the two clutching their stomachs from internal injuries gritted their teeth and thought the exact same thing.
Seueueu…
A shadow was cast over their field of vision staring at the floor with their heads dropped.
As they urgently lifted their heads while bending their waists, they met the eyes of Cheon-hwi standing in front of them.
The look in his eyes staring down was indifferent.
As they gazed into those bottomless pit-like eyes, Cheon-hwi’s body suddenly tilted.
Flinch…
‘An attack?!’
‘I have to block…!’
The two, regaining their reason, tried to move their hands to block Cheon-hwi’s attack.
But it was strange.
They tried to put strength into their hands, but instead, the strength drained from their entire bodies. No, the sensation itself was disappearing altogether.
Like falling into an eternal sleep.
Along with that, the two gradually realized.
What was tilting was not Cheon-hwi’s body, but their own line of sight.
Pushusyuk…
The heads of the Black and White Murderous Ghosts, with their eyes wide open, dropped with a splat onto the floor, and fountains of blood sprayed in all directions from their severed necks.
A feast of blood fountains soaring up to the ceiling.
Even though the corpses had lost their heads, they stood blankly and still without even collapsing, as if deeply aggrieved by something.
Cheon-hwi passed by the two and walked on.
Despite such a disturbance having broken out, the door was still tightly closed.
He brought his hand to the door and pushed it.
Kkiiik…
When light leaked out through the gap in the opened door and the inside was about to be revealed.
“Were the Black and White Murderous Ghosts defeated?”
A voice was heard through the gap in the door.
It was a considerably low and chilling voice.
He lifted his head and looked forward.
On the splendid throne under the Night-Illuminating Pearl, a man entirely white from head to toe was looking down in a crooked posture.
“It’s surprising. No one in this castle besides this seat could block the combined attack of the two.”
Slowly approaching him, he asked.
“White Snake God?”
Walking as he spoke, he had reached the front of the stairs at some point.
“…You’re younger than I thought.”
He, who had been sitting crookedly on the throne, slowly lowered his eyes.
The two eyes, moving cunningly like a viper eyeing its prey, were reflecting Cheon-hwi standing on the stairs.
“Were you a Taoist of the Mount Hua Sect.”
The White Snake God, after briefly scanning Cheon-hwi up and down with a suspicious expression, frowned one eyebrow and parted his red lips.
“The communication from my subordinates being cut off was the doing of the Mount Hua Sect.”
“Still, you have some tact.”
At Cheon-hwi’s answer, the pupils of the White Snake God, who was making an expression as if he had realized everything, began to be dyed entirely white.
“I understand that you bastard possesses astonishing skill. But you are still young. You should know who this seat is, yet you came finding me alone. Do you not value your life…”
When his pupils deepened as he whispered.
“Why do you talk so much?”
Cheon-hwi, who had only been silently listening to the White Snake God’s words, cut him off.
Not only was it not worth listening to, but that wasn’t the reason he came all the way here.
“Do you think I came all the way to this distant place just to chat with you?”
Cheon-hwi, having finished speaking, drew his sword.
“Enough talk, come at me.”
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