A soft glow flowed from Wonyang’s and Ju Soa’s swords.
A faint light.
Gentle as moonlight, yet deep.
It was clearly different from what they had used before.
First Man muttered.
“......What the hell is that?”
Chief Seong gave a quiet laugh.
“Is there any reason you need to know?”
“.......”
“There seems to be no need for a long conversation. Let us begin.”
The moment Chief Seong finished speaking, killing intent began erupting from his body.
First Man smiled.
Killing intent burst from his body as well. And then—
He moved before Chief Seong did.
With a light tap, First Man raised his blade over his head and appeared directly in front of Chief Seong.
The blade came crashing down.
Chief Seong raised a dagger.
Claaang—!
Sparks flew the moment he blocked it.
Chief Seong was not pushed back.
The blade swung again. Chief Seong’s dagger moved as well.
Booooom—!!
With a deafening crash, both weapons were knocked away.
First Man smiled.
He thought he understood, more or less, how Chief Seong used his daggers.
Only two exchanges.
That was enough. Even if the man possessed a hidden ultimate technique, there were things one could discern merely from the way he swung his weapons. This man used his daggers like swords. In other words, all First Man had to do was overwhelm him with raw strength.
He tightened his grip around the blade’s hilt.
Energy surged.
He brought it straight down.
Chief Seong blocked again.
CLAAANG—!!
A thunderous impact erupted. Once again, Chief Seong was not pushed back.
First Man expected Chief Seong to attack with the dagger in his other hand next.
He immediately prepared to respond, but he had judged too soon.
Instead, Chief Seong relaxed the hand holding his dagger. With perfect fluidity, the dagger wound itself around First Man’s blade.
It was a new technique.
“......What the hell is this now......?”
His dagger art had changed.
First Man’s blade was knocked sideways. An opening naturally appeared.
Chief Seong’s other dagger drove into it.
Its target was First Man’s flank.
Startled, First Man twisted his body aside.
Slice.
The dagger swept past him.
It missed by a hair.
First Man retreated.
......What the hell is with this bastard?
There were many people who displayed exceptional ability in extreme close combat. But few could connect every motion with such seamless fluidity.
Even the way Chief Seong wielded his daggers had changed instantly.
It made no sense for someone to adapt that quickly.
First Man had not thought he was that skilled.
It seemed this fight would be far more difficult than expected.
First Man glanced toward someone.
He was not looking at Chief Seong’s companions. He was looking at one of his own.
A thin man met his gaze and gave a brief nod.
First Man gritted his teeth and kicked off the ground toward Chief Seong at almost the exact same moment the thin man dashed for the exit.
Naturally, First Man collided with Chief Seong.
And the thin man escaped outside.
***
Ju Soa flinched as she was about to pursue the one who had fled. She raised her sword and looked ahead.
Three men had surrounded her.
To the left, the right, and directly ahead.
Two swords and one blade.
She looked toward the fleeing man once more. He had clearly escaped the secret realm completely.
“What was that? The bastard who just ran?”
There was no chance they would answer. Without a word, all three charged simultaneously.
Clicking her tongue, Ju Soa tightened her grip on her sword.
A faint light flowed across the blade.
Under ordinary circumstances, she would have used her previous martial arts, but not now.
The martial arts of the Heavenly Sun Sword Sect filled her mind.
Heavenly Sun Boundless Art.
And the unique sword energy of the Heavenly Sun Sword Sect.
Ju Soa swung her sword horizontally.
First Form of the Heavenly Sun Boundless Art.
As the sun in the heavens crosses the horizon and sweeps away the darkness, silver-white sword light purifies all wickedness.
Heavenly Sun Horizontal Sweep.
It was gentle, yet powerful.
All three weapons were knocked away at once.
Clang—! Clang—! Clang—!
Three consecutive metallic crashes rang out as the three men were forced backward.
The man directly in front of her.
He recovered first. He immediately charged Ju Soa, but unfortunately for him, Ju Soa was faster.
As the first light of dawn cleaves through darkness and grants light to the world, a single streak of sword light pierces the darkness faster than lightning.
Heavenly Sun Flash.
Light flared.
Her sword pierced the man’s chest.
Cleanly.
The man collapsed, and at the same moment, the man on her left swung his sword.
Ju Soa blocked with her own.
Sword met sword.
Claaang—!
The man’s eyes widened at the thunderous impact.
His sword had broken.
“......What......?”
He was no fool. There was no chance he had neglected the care of his weapon. He sharpened and maintained it every day. Yet it had suddenly snapped?
The man looked into Ju Soa’s eyes. She was already continuing into her next motion, as though she had anticipated this exact situation.
That confirmed it.
She had aimed for that.
That was as far as his thoughts went.
Slash—!
The man’s head soared into the air. Through the rising head and spray of blood, the last man charged forward. His blade came flying through the blood.
Ju Soa raised her sword.
As the sun rises from the earth into the sky and awakens all creation, silver-white sword energy surges upward and purifies all things.
Heavenly Sun Ascension.
From below to above.
Before her sword met his blade, it pierced through the man’s jaw.
The sword tip emerged from the crown of his head.
It had skewered his brain completely.
The man crumpled to the ground.
It was clear.
All three were dead.
For a moment, Ju Soa stood where she was.
She had accumulated considerable experience in the martial world.
And she understood one thing with certainty. The martial arts of the Heavenly Sun Sword Sect were absolutely not merely martial god–level arts.
Because Ju Soa had reached the Harmony realm, she had managed to produce an imitation of them at best, yet her opponents had been unable to react. As her realm rose, she would be able to display martial arts of an even higher order.
She could sever an opponent’s life before they even sensed her attack.
It was a martial art that went beyond becoming one with the sword. It was almost like becoming one with heaven itself.
She was speechless.
Something like this actually exists?
Then just how powerful had Ha Yooncheon of the Heavenly Sun Sword Sect been?
Could those absurd rumors—that experts of the Innate Three Realms had been everywhere before the Thousand-Year Chaos—actually have been true?
She did not know.
Her thoughts were tangled.
The martial arts Unhwi had created for her were unquestionably among the finest in existence, but even they were not on this level.
She let out a sigh and turned her head.
Wonyang was surrounded by four people.
She was not worried.
They had learned the same martial art.
Ju Soa could already picture what was about to happen.
***
Surrounded by four people, Wonyang drew a sharp breath.
Two swords, one blade, and one spear.
They attacked simultaneously from every direction.
Wonyang spun in place.
As the sun circles the heavens and brings forth the four seasons, causing life to flow in an endless cycle, sword light turns in a circle and purifies all evil.
Heavenly Sun Revolution.
The faint light flowing from her sword formed a circle.
It was beautiful.
But lethal.
All four weapons were knocked away.
At the same time, all four men suffered cuts across their wrists.
Shallow cuts.
But deep enough to make them release their weapons.
Clatter. Clatter. Clatter. Clatter.
The weapons fell to the floor.
Wonyang adjusted her grip on her sword.
Toward the man in front of her.
She thrust straight ahead.
The man tried to evade, but he was too late.
The intent within her sword had overwhelmed him.
Thrust—!
Wonyang’s sword pierced the man’s heart.
He collapsed.
Wonyang turned.
She swung horizontally at the second man.
Slash—!
His head was severed.
The third man charged barehanded.
It was desperate, but meaningless.
Wonyang raised her sword.
As the noonday sun illuminates the entire world so brightly that even shadows vanish, radiant sword light erupts and drives away all darkness.
Heavenly Sun Radiance.
Light burst forth.
The man was blinded for a moment.
And so he could not respond.
Thrust—!
Wonyang’s sword pierced his chest.
He collapsed.
The fourth was already fleeing.
Wonyang threw her sword.
It flew in a straight line and embedded itself in the man’s back without deviating by even an inch.
Thrust.
The sword pierced through his heart and emerged from his chest.
The man fell facedown onto the ground.
All four were dead.
Only one remained.
Ju Soa and Wonyang met each other’s eyes.
They nodded to one another, then charged at the same time.
The man recoiled in horror. He wanted to live. He stumbled backward, but it was already too late.
Slash.
Thrust.
Ju Soa’s sword severed his neck, while Namgung Wonyang’s sword pierced his heart.
Leaving the falling corpse behind, the two women turned their heads.
There, First Man and Chief Seong were locked in a bloody battle.
***
First Man charged Chief Seong.
The energy of the late Heaven-Human realm exploded from him.
Blue blade energy erupted from his weapon.
A blade aura twenty feet long descended toward Chief Seong.
Chief Seong raised his daggers.
As the sun and moon rise into the sky together and create the harmony of yin and yang, silver-white energy drives back all darkness.
Heavenly Sun Boundless Art.
Sixth Form: Sun and Moon Ascend.
Silver-white light flowed from the daggers.
Like moonlight, yet also like the sun.
CLAAAAAAAAANG—!!!
An explosive roar shook the chamber.
The floor split apart.
Cracks radiated outward from beneath Chief Seong’s feet.
Yet Chief Seong was not pushed back.
Instead, he forced the attack upward.
First Man’s blade energy scattered.
“What......!”
First Man’s eyes widened.
He retreated.
Then he raised his blade again.
This time, he swung repeatedly.
From left to right.
Dark crimson blade energy flew outward in the shape of a crescent moon.
Chief Seong lowered his body.
He evaded.
The blade energy struck the wall behind him.
Booooom—!
Chunks of stone fell.
First Man swung again.
From right to left.
Chief Seong swept one dagger horizontally.
As heavenly winds sweep across all eight directions and cut down the weeds, a sharp will crosses the world and sweeps away all wickedness.
Heavenly Sun Boundless Art.
Seventh Form: Sweeping the Eight Directions.
Silver-white light met First Man’s blade energy.
Claaang—!!
They canceled each other out.
At the same time, Chief Seong advanced.
He thrust with the dagger in his other hand.
Toward First Man’s chest.
First Man blocked with his blade.
Clang—!
But something was strange.
Chief Seong’s dagger bent.
No.
It only appeared to bend.
In reality, it had changed direction.
As water flows around a mountain, avoiding every obstacle until it reaches the sea, the flexible iron wall circles every defense and reaches the enemy’s heart.
Heavenly Sun Boundless Art.
Eighth Form: Winding Flowing Water.
The dagger slipped beneath First Man’s blade.
It aimed for his flank.
First Man twisted aside.
Once again, it missed by a hair.
The dagger brushed across his clothing.
“Ghk.......”
He was shaken.
What exactly was he fighting?
What was this?
What kind of martial art was this?
Gritting his teeth, First Man raised his blade over his head.
He gathered his energy.
Every last reserve of his late Heaven-Human realm cultivation.
Wind-Thunder Blade Art.
Third Chapter: Thunder Dragon Races Through Heaven.
A colossal blade aura surged from his weapon.
It took the form of a blue dragon.
Chief Seong’s eyes twitched when he saw it.
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