Rebirth of the Thunder God

-Boom!

At the deafening roar, the slaves staggered and collapsed.

To have such power even from a distance.

'It seems to have more power than a Thunder Burst Bomb.'

Could a person unfold such a martial art?

Two people came to Namgung Hui's mind, but the Black Spirit was neither his sworn brother nor the Heavenly Demon.

"Hahaha! It seems the ship has run aground. That must be your accomplice. As expected, no one can escape the Returning Dragon Formation. It's a formation unfolded by someone."

"Who unfolded it?"

"That's obviously the General... ahem! Just know that there's a great formation master in our black market."

Both Daesangheum, who had just died, and the man called the squad leader before him had mentioned the title 'General'.

General.

It seemed to be a word referring to a master, and also a word referring to a ruler.

The general manager who oversees the elders of the Heretic Practitioners' Alliance and the squad leaders of the black market.

It was a title that seemed to fit the black path well.

Namgung Hui decided to deal with the enemies before him first, leaving Jo Seongho's group aside.

He could just go and see what had happened.

Namgung Hui readjusted his sword hilt and said.

"Since I'm outnumbered, I'll take the first move."

"Go ahead. Run wild as much as you want. It will be your last performance."

The warriors of the black market also gripped their respective weapons and stared at Namgung Hui.

The momentum shot by the five peak masters was no ordinary fierceness.

The killing intent digging into his skin was stinging.

Namgung Hui, on the contrary, regained the elation of his past life thanks to that killing intent.

He was used to such killing intent from the great war between the orthodox and demonic factions.

No, on the contrary, it was thicker than this, not less.

The killing intent at that time made it difficult to even breathe.

Namgung Hui, reminiscing about the past, swung the Thunder God Sword like a thunderbolt.

It was even faster with the subtlety of 'fast' imbued in it.

-Rumble!

Because the sword moved too fast, the air ruptured and fluctuated.

The simply extended sword seemed simple, but the power and sword intent imbued in the sword were not simple.

Because it contained the subtlety of Hou Yi Shoots the Sun.

-Splat!

Before the enemies could even recognize Namgung Hui, a fountain of blood gushed out.

The warrior whose neck was cut died without even knowing how he had died.

"..."

"You said you were a peak master, but it was all a lie. I don't know why the kids from the black path are only good at bluffing, now and then."

"I'll make you regret those words right now."

The enraged squad leader immediately rushed at Namgung Hui.

Although he didn't unfold a fast sword like Namgung Hui, he was moving at an extreme speed.

And he was not alone.

The remaining peak masters also swung their weapons at Namgung Hui all at once.

All of them contained a strong sword ki.

No matter how much of a master one was, if their neck was cut by a sword ki, they would die.

Namgung Hui also did not look down on the enemies' attacks and blocked them.

-Kang! Clang! Clang! Kang!

Although Namgung Hui had dealt with one with the subtlety of a surprise attack, the enraged peak masters did not easily show any openings.

On the contrary, perhaps because of that anger, they clenched their teeth and swung their swords tenaciously.

Especially like the current squad leader.

-Swoosh! Kang!

Namgung Hui looked at the squad leader with a slightly impressed expression at the heavy feeling transmitted to his hand.

Although he was younger than Daesangheum, his cultivation was by no means lower than his.

He didn't know what martial arts he had learned, but if he had become a direct disciple of a great sect, his future would have been promising.

However.

'Now he's not a disciple of a great sect. And it doesn't seem like he has learned an outstanding martial art. Then.'

Namgung Hui's Thunder God Sword was dyed in purple.

He had changed his direction after dealing with the enemies with a fast sword until now.

"Purple? Is it the Purple Mist Divine Art? The Mount Hua Sect should not have the capacity to move for a while. Strange."

The Thunder God Sword, as if in response to the squad leader's words, let out a sword cry.

-Sizzle!

The Purple Thunder Ki erupted from the sword.

Unlike the Plum Blossom Sword Art, a bundle of sword ki made of Thunder Ki scattered in all directions.

It was like watching the hidden weapon technique of the Sichuan Tang family.

The property of Thunder Ki is straightness.

Lightning falls from the sky to the ground.

Following the optimized path.

The nature of Thunder Ki was also like that.

The bundle of Thunder Ki that Namgung Hui had thrown flew towards the enemies along the shortest path.

-Crackle! Sizzle!

"Gak!"

"Kaaak!"

An intense pain they had never tasted before struck the enemies' nerves.

Thunder Ki also had the effect of disrupting the nervous system.

The hair of the black market warriors stood on end, and their bodies became numb.

Still, the fortunate thing for them was that only the riffraff, excluding the peak masters, were hit.

As his subordinates fell like straw, the squad leader shouted at Namgung Hui.

"This is the martial art of the Thunder Sect that the General spoke of!"

"I'm very curious about that General. Well, if we keep clashing like this, we'll meet someday."

Namgung Hui was serious.

For some reason, he even had a thought that the person who had been leaking information about the Thunder Sect until now might be that General.

He wanted to meet him and find out where he had gotten such information.

"Hahaha! Do you think just anyone can meet the General? I've only met the General a handful of times myself."

"If even someone like you can meet him, it's not that difficult. If I kill you, the General might come looking for me."

"It's the same for me. If I catch you and present you, the General will also give me a teaching. Come at me!"

Namgung Hui nodded and rushed at the squad leader.

-Kang! Kakakang!

Namgung Hui frowned as he exchanged blows with the peak masters.

There was certainly no lack of effective hits.

A few of them had surely been hit directly by Namgung Hui's Thunder Ki.

And at major vital points, including the chest.

Nevertheless, the enemies were firm.

They showed no sign of falling.

Even if they were peak masters, they should have been damaged by Namgung Hui's Thunder Ki.

It seemed it was no coincidence that only the riffraff had fallen earlier.

'A master of external arts? No. Thunder Ki is a ki that penetrates deep inside. What on earth is going on?'

Namgung Hui felt that if he stayed like this, his internal energy would run dry.

He had to take special measures.

Having no choice, Namgung Hui poured a huge amount of ki into his sword.

If it was because of the ambiguous power, he could just increase the output.

If they used worthless tricks, he could just crush them with overwhelming power.

-Roar!

The Thunder God Sword cried out, scattering a purple flash.

It was a struggle to release the boiling Thunder Ki somewhere.

Namgung Hui, as if in response to the will of the Thunder God Sword, swung his arm.

-Swish!

A spiderweb of electric charge spread in all directions.

The huge Thunder Ki, breaking free from the bundle, became entangled like a net.

The enemies were also not free from that net.

And they, as if they believed in something, were covered in the electric charge.

-Sizzle!

"Gak!"

"Keeek!"

They fell, letting out strange screams.

On the contrary, it was the result of them openly receiving Namgung Hui's attack.

Namgung Hui thought this was a natural result, but the squad leader was different.

"H-how is it that the protective gear the General gave me isn't working? It was working just a moment ago."

"What do you mean? Are you saying the General gave you a talisman?"

"Ha. It's a treasure that can't be compared to a mere talisman. This won't do. I have no choice but to use that."

As befitting a squad leader, the man held his ground.

His expression was quite serious, as if he were about to use his trump card.

Namgung Hui had also poured a lot of ki, so he didn't have much left.

He sensed that the end was near and steeled his resolve.

-Flap!

"..."

The man called the squad leader had run away.

Namgung Hui, dumbfounded, watched in a daze for a moment.

'No. This is not the time to be watching, let's chase him.'

He quickly unfolded the Wind God Step and chased after the squad leader.

Since the Wind God Step was so fast that it was unparalleled in terms of speed, it didn't take long to catch up to the squad leader.

"Hey. Squad Leader. Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Don't talk to me... huh! When did you catch up?"

The squad leader was quite bewildered, as he had not expected Namgung Hui to catch up so quickly.

Well, since it was an outstanding movement technique that even the former Empty Gate Sect Master had coveted, this level of surprise was understandable.

Namgung Hui was also quite satisfied after learning the Wind God Step.

Namgung Hui immediately struck the squad leader's chest with his fist.

It was the Thunder Strike Fist he was unfolding after a long time.

There was no way the fist of Namgung Hui, who had earned the nickname 'Thunder God' as a fist master, would be light.

And with the acceleration gained from the Wind God Step added to it.

"Gak!"

With a single scream, the squad leader rolled on the floor.

Namgung Hui tilted his head at the soft sensation transmitted to his hand.

The squad leader was clearly a man, so why was the area around his chest giving off a soft sensation?

'It wasn't flesh. I felt a strange repulsive force.'

Could this be the protective gear the General had given him?

He would know once he took it off.

Namgung Hui approached the squad leader who was lying face down on the floor, pressed his vital point, and tore his clothes.

-Rip!

As the clothes were torn, a strange object that looked like protective gear, as the squad leader had said, appeared.

Shall I say it was a pitch-black armor that gave off an unidentifiable smell?

However, the identity of the pitch-black object did not seem to be a metal material.

It was soft, yet it felt elastic.

'Did this block my Thunder Ki? A strange object.'

Namgung Hui once again raised his Thunder Ki and tried to inject it into the black object.

As expected, he felt a repulsive force.

The resistance was considerable, as if it would not allow any Thunder Ki at all.

It wouldn't be impossible if he crushed it with force, but the efficiency was not high.

The squad leader, whose vital point was pressed, said with a stiff body.

"Grr... How frustrating. To think the General has abandoned me."

"Rather than the General abandoning you, it's that I'm stronger than the General expected."

"No. The omniscient General would not have been ignorant of this. I was probably sent to test you. Otherwise, there's no way he would have given me only this much force."

"With this many people, you could easily subdue a super-peak master."

"Ha. How many times do I have to say it? The General's three eyes... no. Just kill me."

'Three eyes? Three eyes? No. A person can't have three eyes, so it must mean there's an observation organization as outstanding as an eye.'

He searched the squad leader's bosom, but nothing came out.

He had thought he could use it later if an identification tag came out, but he was empty-handed.

Since Namgung Hui had no time.

-Slice.

He cut the squad leader's neck and turned around.

It was time to deal with the peak masters who were paralyzed by the Thunder Ki.

Because if time passed, their nerves would recover and their senses would return.

But Namgung Hui could not proceed with that work.

Because all the peak masters had already died.

"Benefactor. We've taken care of the aftermath."

The woman who had led the slaves said boldly.

It was like watching a puppy waiting for praise.

"You did well. But I'm sorry to say, it will be difficult to escape with you."

Namgung Hui also wanted to take these people with him.

But the situation was not favorable.

There was no boat that could carry 10 slaves.

If he left them like this, the warriors of the black market would flock and capture them again.

"If it's because there's no boat, wouldn't that work?"

The woman pointed to a raft made of tied logs.

If 10 people huddled together, it seemed they could all get on.

Of course, if they went on that, it would take half a day.

'If I pull that, it would be possible.'

Walking on water or flying on water.

It referred to the supreme state of lightness skill of walking on water.

Regardless of one's martial prowess, the level of lightness skill was classified separately.

Even the Shadowless Divine Thief, a master of lightness skill, was not outstanding in martial arts, but his movement technique was more than enough to be discussed as the best in the world.

Namgung Hui was also capable of walking on water.

Although the legendary Heavenly Ascent or Void Stepping was impossible.

"Alright. If you get on that, I'll pull it."

"Really?"

"Didn't you say that because you were hoping for that?"

The woman's insight seemed to be no ordinary.

Not only her composure, but she seemed to have thought that it would be more than possible with Namgung Hui's level.

The woman, as if she knew her inner thoughts had been exposed, smiled shyly and said.

"You caught me. But I asked because I thought you weren't an evil person, benefactor. If we really escape from here, I'll definitely repay your kindness."

Namgung Hui, highly evaluating her potential, readily nodded his head.

"Alright. Then I'll pull the raft and put it on the water, so go find a sturdy rope."

"Ah. I've already prepared that."

Her work was really fast and sharp.

His evaluation of her rose another level.

"Then call everyone. We'll leave right away."

Namgung Hui threw the raft on the water and carried the people one by one.

Now he just had to wrap the tightly tied rope around his waist and unfold the water-walking technique.

However, since he didn't have much internal energy now, it might be a close call.

'Well, since the Black Spirit is there, it should be fine somehow.'

First, he had to check if the Black Spirit and Jo Seongho were safe.

Since the previous explosion had the power of at least ten Thunder Burst Bombs.

It wouldn't be strange if their boat had run aground.

Namgung Hui ran hard with the water-walking technique to the point where the explosion was heard.

But even after arriving at the epicenter of the explosion, he couldn't see Jo Seongho and the Black Spirit.

Moreover, there was not even a trace of the boat they had been on.

(End of Chapter)