Lightning flashed through Cheol Jinseok’s mind.
That sword’s name was the True Fire Heavenly Spirit Sword.
The craftsman who forged it had stood amidst a storm of raging lightning, allowing himself to be struck again and again while shaping the blade.
Naturally, lightning energy had seeped into the sword.
Cheol Jinseok’s personal martial art, the Thunder Extremity Heavenly Demon Art, was similar in nature.
Its training required enduring actual lightning strikes and absorbing them to temper the body.
His hardened flesh and the durable armor of lightning energy surrounding him were the results of that effort.
It resembled the forging process of the True Fire Heavenly Spirit Sword itself.
That was it.
“...So you’re neutralizing my martial art through the quality of your weapon? You are skilled at relying on tricks.”
Unhwi let out a hollow laugh.
There was no way he could fail to understand Cheol Jinseok’s line of thought.
In fact, Unhwi understood it far better than he did.
No one alive surpassed him in the use of the Wild Blood Meridians and the manipulation of attributes.
The cracks spreading through the Lightning Armor were not the result of a superior weapon.
They were the result of a difference in how energy itself was controlled.
Whether Cheol Jinseok realized that or not—
Unhwi did not care.
Rage surged through Cheol Jinseok.
He brought both fists together.
Lightning gathered.
All the lightning energy throughout his body condensed into a single point.
As a result, his fists turned pitch black.
His strongest strike.
The Thunder Extremity Heavenly Demon Fist.
Thunder Extremity Heaven-Shattering Dragon.
Cheol Jinseok thrust his fist forward.
A gigantic torrent of black lightning erupted from it.
Like a dragon.
It roared toward Unhwi.
Space twisted.
The ground split apart.
Unhwi raised his sword.
The Heaven-Defying Vast Azure Sword.
Variant Form, Vast Azure Chaos Dance.
He swung the sword madly.
Dozens of times.
Hundreds.
Pale sword energy poured forth like a storm.
Lightning and sword energy collided.
BOOOOOOOOM—!!!
A tremendous explosion erupted.
Shockwaves spread in every direction.
Buildings around them collapsed.
People screamed as they fled.
Dust filled the air.
Then Unhwi burst out through the dust.
Blood streamed from his mouth and nose.
His internal injuries had worsened.
But he did not stop.
He charged forward.
Toward Cheol Jinseok.
Cheol Jinseok charged as well, fists clenched.
The two collided.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Sword and fist clashed.
Once.
Twice.
Ten times.
Twenty.
Unhwi deflected fists with his blade while Cheol Jinseok forced the sword aside with brute force.
Neither side gave ground.
On the thirtieth exchange, Unhwi shifted his stance.
He lowered his sword.
Cheol Jinseok flinched.
Slice.
His leg was cut open.
Blood sprayed outward as Cheol Jinseok hastily retreated.
Unhwi’s next sword strike sliced through empty air.
At that moment—
Unhwi’s left hand moved.
A palm technique.
One of Shaolin’s Eighteen Arhat Arts.
Subduing Tiger Palm.
His palm struck toward Cheol Jinseok’s chest.
Fast.
Heavy.
Cheol Jinseok’s eyes widened.
He had no time to defend.
BAAAAM—!!
The palm struck his chest.
Cracks spread across the Lightning Armor.
A sharp cracking sound echoed out.
Cheol Jinseok’s body slid backward.
Five zhang.
He stopped only after coughing up blood.
Internal injuries.
“...Shaolin?”
Disbelief filled his face.
The Blood Heaven Arbiter was using Shaolin martial arts?
Unhwi gave no answer.
He attacked again.
Sword and palm moved together.
He slashed with the sword.
Struck with the palm.
Then thrust again.
Cheol Jinseok blocked, but he was gradually being pushed back.
More and more cracks spread through the Lightning Armor.
Then—
Sword energy flew in from the side.
Fast.
Unhwi hurriedly lowered his head.
The sword energy grazed above him.
Several strands of hair were severed.
Han Hojang.
He had emerged from the shadows of a building.
His eyes were sharp.
The hesitation on his face was gone.
“So you’ve made your decision.”
Unhwi looked at him.
Han Hojang answered,
“...I have no desire to join forces with the Great Elder. But we are not the traitors to the Blood Heaven Sect. You are.”
Resolve filled his voice.
Whether Unhwi had truly betrayed the Blood Heaven Sect was irrelevant.
In the end, the victor wrote history.
If Unhwi died here, then their words would become truth.
If Unhwi survived, then his truth would prevail.
That was the martial world.
“Then I will prove it.”
Power exploded from Han Hojang’s body.
The Lightning Blood Slaughter Art.
Black lightning wrapped around him.
His eyes turned crimson.
Killing intent spilled outward.
Unhwi chuckled.
This had not been his original intention.
But the outcome was not bad.
The situation had created a reason to kill them.
And justification had already been secured.
Han Hojang charged.
Lightning Flash.
His body vanished.
No—
He was simply moving too quickly to see.
Only afterimages remained.
Three.
Five.
Ten.
They surrounded Unhwi.
Unhwi swung his sword.
At empty air.
But Han Hojang was already elsewhere.
A sword shot toward Unhwi’s back.
Unhwi twisted aside.
He avoided the strike, though the blade still grazed his clothes.
Cheol Jinseok did not miss the opportunity.
His fist shot toward Unhwi’s side.
Unhwi blocked with his sword.
BOOM—!!
The impact shoved him sideways.
Han Hojang attacked again.
This time aiming for the neck.
Unhwi lowered his head.
The sword passed above him.
At the same moment, Cheol Jinseok’s fist came from the front.
Unhwi retreated.
The fist brushed past the tip of his nose.
He immediately grasped the situation.
Cheol Jinseok pressured him head-on.
Han Hojang attacked from the flanks and rear.
A coordinated assault.
It was surprisingly effective.
Considering they had spent years divided into opposing factions, their synchronization was remarkable.
But Unhwi had already fought tens of thousands of Chaotic Heaven Ones in the Chaotic Heaven Region.
Among them had even been Chaotic Heaven Kings.
This level of cooperation?
Laughable.
Unhwi moved.
He charged directly toward Cheol Jinseok.
Cheol Jinseok threw a punch.
Unhwi knocked it aside with his sword.
The fist missed.
At the same instant, Han Hojang thrust from behind.
Toward Unhwi’s back.
Unhwi lowered his body.
Almost crouching.
Han Hojang’s sword passed over his head.
And continued toward Cheol Jinseok’s chest.
Cheol Jinseok hurriedly twisted aside.
The blade grazed his shoulder.
The Lightning Armor blocked most of it, but the cracks deepened further.
“You filthy little worm!”
Cheol Jinseok roared in fury.
He lifted his foot, trying to crush Unhwi beneath it.
Unhwi rolled aside.
BOOOOM—!!
The ground cratered beneath the stomp.
Rising smoothly, Unhwi slashed toward Han Hojang.
Han Hojang hurriedly blocked with his sword.
BOOM!
He was blown backward.
Five entire zhang.
“What kind of strength is this...?”
It was absurd.
Why was this bastard not tiring?
And how could someone so young possess this level of experience and destructive power?
It made no sense.
Cheol Jinseok attacked again.
This time toward the back of Unhwi’s head.
Unhwi tilted his head aside.
The fist brushed past his ear.
The sound of tearing wind echoed out.
Without even turning around, Unhwi swung his sword backward.
Naturally, the blade cut toward Cheol Jinseok’s arm.
Slice!
The sword cut him.
Shallowly.
The Lightning Armor blocked most of it, but blood still flowed.
Cheol Jinseok grabbed his arm.
“Hm...”
Han Hojang attacked again.
Blood Slaughter Flash.
His sword strikes poured down in succession.
Neck.
Heart.
Abdomen.
Every strike targeted a vital point.
Five attacks.
Seven.
Ten.
Unhwi blocked them all.
But the eleventh strike grazed his shoulder.
Blood sprayed.
A shallow wound.
But a clear one.
At the same time, lightning energy invaded the wound.
Crackle!
Numbness spread through his arm.
The special trait of the Lightning Blood Slaughter Art.
The Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Crystal activated immediately, but even it required time to eliminate the lightning energy.
Cheol Jinseok seized the opening.
Thunder Extremity Burst.
He compressed lightning into his fist.
To the limit.
Then drove it toward Unhwi’s chest.
Unhwi raised his sword and blocked.
With one hand.
His left arm was still numb.
BOOOOOOM—!!!
An enormous impact exploded outward.
The sword bent.
At that instant, Unhwi’s eyes flashed.
His legs pressed against the ground.
Not backward.
Sideways.
Effortlessly.
His body rotated naturally to the side.
Cheol Jinseok’s internal energy dispersed harmlessly into empty air.
It was unmistakably Redirecting Blossoms Grafting Trees.
To redirect force in such a desperate moment—
And while directly contesting strength—
The level of judgment involved was horrifying.
Cheol Jinseok and Han Hojang exchanged glances.
Their thoughts were perfectly clear from their eyes alone.
Then they charged simultaneously.
The final strike each could unleash.
The will to end everything in a single move.
That intent dominated the battlefield.
And yet the direct target of it all—
Unhwi—
Was smiling.
As though he had been waiting for this exact moment.
Just as the two men lunged forward, Void-Origin Energy erupted from Unhwi’s body.
A force utterly beyond anything he had shown before.
The numbness vanished from his left arm.
It moved once more.
He unleashed another palm technique.
The Ascending Dragon Palm from Shaolin’s Eighteen Arhat Arts.
Like a dragon rising toward the heavens, the palm soared upward.
Toward Cheol Jinseok’s jaw.
BAM—!!
The strike landed cleanly.
Cheol Jinseok’s head snapped backward.
The Lightning Armor shattered completely.
Cracks spread across his entire body.
He staggered.
At the same time, Unhwi’s right hand moved.
His sword flashed toward Han Hojang.
Han Hojang hurriedly tried to block.
But Unhwi’s blade was faster.
The Absolute Ice Returning Void Sword.
Slash—!
A single streak of light knocked Han Hojang’s sword aside.
His chest opened completely.
No defense remained.
Unhwi drove the sword forward.
STAB—!
The blade pierced straight through Han Hojang’s chest.
His heart.
Han Hojang’s eyes widened.
“Ku... ghk...”
An enormous amount of blood poured from his mouth.
Unhwi withdrew the sword and stepped back.
Han Hojang staggered backward as well, clutching his chest.
Blood poured endlessly through his fingers.
Then he saw it.
Cheol Jinseok, having regained his senses, throwing another punch toward Unhwi.
But it no longer mattered.
And it was too slow.
Unhwi took a single step to the side.
Cheol Jinseok’s fist smashed through the space where Unhwi had stood only moments before.
That was the end.
Unhwi lightly raised his sword in an upward slash.
Distance.
Speed.
Angle.
Everything was perfect.
Slash—!
With a sharp cutting sound, a head fell to the ground.
Han Hojang’s eyes widened.
He spoke.
“S-Save...”
Too late.
Slash—!
Unhwi’s True Fire Heavenly Spirit Sword severed his head.
Thud.
Silence descended.
The watching martial artists were speechless.
What... was this?
Masters of the Five Realms of Martial Divinity died this easily?
Those two men had stood near the absolute peak of power within the Thunder Forest Blood Regiment.
Unhwi raised his head.
Then spoke briefly.
“Jeong Docheon.”
As though he had been waiting nearby all along, Jeong Docheon hurried over immediately.
Sweat drenched his forehead.
“You saw everything?”
As Unhwi spoke, Jeong Docheon stared at him in utter disbelief.
Is this monster really human?
He had known Unhwi was strong.
But not to this extent.
At the very end, he had slaughtered both the Great Elder and the Second Elder in an instant.
As a master of the Manifestation of the Boundless himself, Jeong Docheon could tell.
Every single movement had been prepared in advance.
Unhwi had waited for both men to attack simultaneously.
Waited for them to unleash their strongest techniques.
Then ended everything in a single instant.
A martial artist of the Manifestation of the Boundless and one from Unity of Heaven and Man—
And Seol Unhwi, still only at Unity of Heaven and Man, had dealt with them like this?
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