Chapter 134
Two sabers were swung at the same time.
One was a saber swung by a master of the Orthodox Path who had reached Heaven Beyond Heaven, and the other by a man who had not reached Heaven Beyond Heaven but had reached a comparable realm as a disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son.
Strikes that no one in the martial world would dare to ignore were poured out at the same time, but the dark, rough Crescent Moon Staff, as always, just calmly did its job.
The thick and heavy great saber and the thin and fast straight saber shattered into pieces in a single trajectory.
No one had expected that the two's saber blades would shatter after exchanging just one move.
Of course, the most surprised were the Peng family head and the Eastern Sea Ghost, but they could not be dazed due to the immediately following strike.
The Crescent Moon Staff, which had fallen vertically and smashed the two sabers, drew an unbelievable trajectory and was drawn horizontally.
It was an attitude of smashing both of their heads at the same time.
The Peng family head threw away the great saber, which had only its hilt left, and rolled on the ground.
Whoosh, the Crescent Moon Staff grazed his head by a hair's breadth.
The Eastern Sea Ghost also tried to lower his body and avoid it, but his reaction was a bit late. The Eastern Sea Ghost, who had judged that he could not avoid it, crossed his arms and raised his protective ki.
It was a truly pathetic judgment.
The Crescent Moon Staff roughly hit his crossed arms.
In an instant, a cracking sound was heard from the Eastern Sea Ghost's two arms, and his figure was sent flying like an arrow.
The Eastern Sea Ghost, who had flown in a straight long tail, crashed into the ship he had come on, breaking it.
Cheon Woojin's plain evaluation followed as he watched this.
"Surprisingly sturdy."
He had intended to break his ribs along with his arms, but he had only managed to break one arm.
Just as he was feeling a little disappointed, the Peng family head, who had snatched a soldier's saber, was rushing in again.
Befitting a master of Heaven Beyond Heaven, his speed and power looked like a single mountain tiger.
Compared to the great saber he used, the saber he was holding now was infinitely thin and weak, but that did not mean that the nickname of the Saber Guest was dulled.
The Peng family head rushing in a straight line.
Cheon Woojin's eyes narrowed as he watched this.
Leaving aside the clear yellow saber ki on the thin saber, his footwork was quite mysterious.
He was clearly running in a straight line, but it looked as if he could take any other direction at any time.
East, west, south, north, and above his head, a total of five directions.
Cheon Woojin remembered hearing about that saber technique from the White Master.
'Five Tiger Gate-Severing Saber.'
It was the ultimate technique of the Peng family, which was said to be able to perfectly cut off any response from the opponent.
If it was the White Master who had explained the ultimate technique, it was the Black Master who had presented the method of breaking it. His method of breaking it was surprisingly simple.
- Just stand still.
For that reason, Cheon Woojin waited patiently.
Until the Peng family head, who was rushing in at a tremendous speed like a single fierce tiger, came right in front of him.
It was a thrilling situation that made even the onlookers' hands sweat. But the one who was shaken was not Cheon Woojin, but the Peng family head.
The Five Tiger Gate-Severing Saber was an ultimate technique that placed its significance on cutting off all of the opponent's responses. If a fight broke out, they would be constantly moving, so they would be able to seize the initiative.
But since the opponent was doing nothing and just standing still, all directions were opened, and the choice was passed over.
The Peng family head was lost in thought for a moment. If the opponent were a subordinate, he could just cut him down, but... the situation was not like that.
After a moment of contemplation, the Peng family head twisted his toes. It was a movement to dig into Cheon Woojin's left side.
Cheon Woojin slightly moved his Crescent Moon Staff to match him.
A smile flickered across the Peng family head's face. He, who had been about to cut his side, suddenly released the strength in his hand.
The blade of the saber he was holding spun around the Crescent Moon Staff.
In the meantime, the Peng family head, who had taken Cheon Woojin's back, grabbed the spinning saber again and came in, aiming for his back.
It was a truly natural movement, like flowing water.
He was a seasoned martial artist. He could not guarantee a victory against Cheon Woojin in a direct confrontation, but he was confident that he had faced far more masters.
Naturally, he had also cut down and killed many masters who used staffs.
The advantage of a staff was its distance. It was a weapon that gained an advantage with its unique long distance.
But its disadvantage was also its distance. Because it was so long, it was difficult to respond to a sudden change.
In fact, even though the Peng family head's saber was on the verge of cutting Cheon Woojin's back, Cheon Woojin had not yet been able to completely change his grip on the Crescent Moon Staff.
At this moment, the Peng family head was certain.
That it was a victory of experience.
Soon, just as his saber blade was about to cut a long diagonal line on Cheon Woojin's back.
In an instant, the Peng family head's eyes widened.
Cheon Woojin had just now changed his grip on the Crescent Moon Staff. But his empty left hand had grabbed the saber blade whole.
Not a single drop of blood flowed.
"Wh-what is this..."
The Peng family head was truly flustered. No matter how much one wrapped their palm in protective ki, could one be fine after catching a saber swung by a martial artist who had reached the realm of Heaven Beyond Heaven with their bare hands?
The question was meaningless. It was something that was already happening in front of his eyes.
"This one is surprisingly clever."
Cheon Woojin thought that the martial world was truly interesting.
The Eastern Sea Ghost, who had seemed weak, was sturdy, and the fight of the Peng family head, who had seemed ignorant, had a rather cunning side.
Thinking so, he applied strength to the hand holding the saber.
The saber blade broke into two pieces.
Soon, the Crescent Moon Staff, which he had completely changed his grip on, fell vertically.
The Peng family head, who was hit in the head, was slammed into the ground. Blood flowed from his broken back of the head.
His body was twitching several times, as if he were struggling to hold onto his fading life.
A heavy silence descended upon the hall.
The Eastern Sea Ghost, whom the soldiers of the Central Plains and the warriors of the Eastern Sea had feared, had been sent flying and slammed in a single blow. The Peng family head, who was called the Saber Guest and a martial artist of Heaven Beyond Heaven, was twitching on the ground.
Everyone had already lost their will to fight. There were even those who felt not just fear, but awe.
It was the moment when the nickname of the Emotionless Guest was deeply engraved in everyone's minds.
Cheon Woojin, who was standing still with his blood-stained Crescent Moon Staff lowered, suddenly raised his hand.
Even at that small movement, the entire battlefield flinched.
Regardless, Cheon Woojin was still stretching his hand towards the sea. Just as everyone was puzzled.
Swish-!
The figure of the Eastern Sea Ghost, who had been slammed into a large ship, almost breaking it in two, flew through the air powerlessly.
At that sight, everyone's jaws dropped halfway. They had heard that masters of Heaven Beyond Heaven would open and close doors with the mystery of telekinesis, or pick up weapons that had fallen on the ground.
But to think that he would pull a person whole from this far distance. It was a truly unrealistic sight.
Soon, Cheon Woojin took his stance.
He was planning to kill him with his Crescent Moon Staff.
The Eastern Sea Ghost who had come right in front.
And the moment the Crescent Moon Staff, filled with dark ki, cut through the air.
A red line appeared in the air, and a thin sound of something cutting through the air erupted. At the same time, Cheon Woojin slightly tilted his head back.
A very thin line appeared on the tip of his chin, and a drop of blood splattered.
Thanks to that, the figure of the Eastern Sea Ghost, who had been pulled by telekinesis, fell to the ground.
Soon, a person in black, who had revealed himself, caught the Eastern Sea Ghost. In his right hand was a sword as red as if it had drunk blood, and Cheon Woojin recognized it at a glance.
"Sword Demon."
There were few named disciples whom the Black Master had acknowledged for their skills, and one of them was the Sword Demon.
He had heard that there was nothing in the world he could not cut.
"..."
The Sword Demon, who had descended on the battlefield, stared at Cheon Woojin without a word. He was wearing a black mask, so only his two pupils, which had a reddish ki, were visible.
While Cheon Woojin and the Sword Demon were having a staring contest.
In an instant, the ground Cheon Woojin was standing on twitched.
Cheon Woojin, without a moment's hesitation, floated his body into the air.
At that, a few strands of thin thread shot out from where he had been standing and intertwined in the air.
If he had been a little late, his two feet would have been tied by the thread, and he would have been unable to move.
Cheon Woojin's brow furrowed slightly.
There was only one person in the world who could use such an ultimate technique.
The Sun and Moon Angler.
An angler, meaning a fisherman who fishes for the sun and the moon.
He was not a named disciple who had inherited the true teachings of the Dark Heavenly Son, but he was one of the unnamed disciples who had been taken in because his outstanding talent was highly valued.
The fishing lines that had tried to tie Cheon Woojin's two feet tightly wrapped around the Peng family head's body and then took him into the dirt ground.
His figure reappeared on a rather distant coast. The soldiers were greatly flustered because the weakened ground had collapsed along the path where the Peng family head had been dragged.
The Sun and Moon Angler looked at Cheon Woojin from a distance for a moment and then slung the Peng family head's figure over his shoulder. The Sword Demon also, wary of Cheon Woojin, retreated one step at a time.
Of course, since he had no intention of letting them go, Cheon Woojin soon kicked off the ground and rushed in.
The Sword Demon raised his red sword blade with a rather tense expression.
The moment the Crescent Moon Staff and the Sword Demon's Blood Heaven Sword were about to collide.
A figure dropped down between the two.
In his hand was a small bundle...
A huge explosion occurred with a blinding flash of light from the bundle.
Cheon Woojin, who had wrapped himself in protective ki as if breathing, tried to push his body further into the explosion. It was an explosive force that would have torn the limbs of even most peak masters, but it would not have caused any particular damage to Cheon Woojin.
In the meantime, he suddenly saw the startled expressions of the Hidden Dragon Unit members and the soldiers.
Cheon Woojin clicked his tongue lowly.
He then scattered his protective ki into the air instead of wrapping it around his body.
He gathered the explosive force that was spreading in all directions without a gap into a single point through the formless ki. It was a truly unrealistic thing, but Cheon Woojin exercised a high degree of concentration, as a small mistake would lead to his friends' deaths.
Soon, that huge explosive force gathered into a single point.
The Explosion Demon, a named disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son, looked at the scene with a face that said, 'What kind of bastard is this?'
Regardless, Cheon Woojin returned that explosive force to the Explosion Demon and the Sword Demon. He even mixed in dark ki. He thoroughly carried out the Black Master's teaching that he should return more than he had received.
An explosion that truly shook the heavens and the earth occurred.
The flash of light and the smoke rose high into the sky in the shape of a mushroom.
The explosion was so huge that the incoming waves were rather pushed back towards the sea.
Riding the vibration of the explosion, someone's voice echoed throughout the entire battlefield.
- Cheon Woojin, disciple of the Black Master. 'We' have decided not to tolerate your patricide any longer. If you stop here, we will also finish, thinking of our grand senior brother.
- If you truly do not know your place and run wild until the end, you will also end up like our grand senior brother.
It was the voices of the Sword Demon and the Explosion Demon.
Soon, all of that subsided.
By the time the vision of the others, except for Cheon Woojin, who had been fine from the beginning, was slowly returning.
"You talk a lot for someone who's running away."
Cheon Woojin said, looking at the Explosion Demon's one arm that was lying on the ground. It was in a state where it had been torn off, including the shoulder blade.
In that short moment of the explosion, the Explosion Demon, the Sword Demon, and Cheon Woojin had exchanged over seven hundred moves.
The result was this.
The Explosion Demon and the Sword Demon were named disciples whom even the Black Master had acknowledged. And the Sun and Moon Angler and three other unnamed disciples had secured their escape route from a distance.
It was a truly thoroughly prepared ambush. Nevertheless, the Explosion Demon had to give up almost half of his upper body, and the fact that they had been hit rather than killing Cheon Woojin, even with such preparation, surprised the Sword Demon and the Explosion Demon.
Regardless, Cheon Woojin was just disappointed that he had not been able to take their necks. He had never really thought that he would die at their hands in the first place.
In any case, since it had all been revealed that the Hebei Peng family had joined hands with the Grand General and the disciples of the Dark Heavenly Son to illegally acquire military funds, the mission itself was a success.
Cheon Woojin sheathed his Crescent Moon Staff with a sense of disappointment.
"We'll meet soon. Whether it's the Dark Heavenly Son or his disciples."
Cheon Woojin, who had said so, looked around.
The atmosphere was truly strange.
Was it because the fact that the disciple of the Dark Heavenly Son, and a grand disciple at that, was the master of the Emotionless Guest had been revealed?
Perhaps it was just an instinctive fear as a human being at the overwhelming and wondrous martial prowess he had just shown.
Of course, Cheon Woojin did not particularly care.
He just walked towards the dazed Grand General.
In an instant, the Grand General's face was colored with fear.
"St-stop! Stop that guy!"
Although he said so, none of the soldiers moved.
Who could step forward when ordered to stop an approaching typhoon, a tsunami, a lightning strike?
And so, Cheon Woojin, who had stood in front of the Grand General without anyone's interference, looked at him intently.
Since he had lost the Peng family head and the Eastern Sea Ghost, he was planning to take the Grand General and have an audience with the emperor.
"D-do you know who I am! I am Zhu Yuanyang, who has been granted the national surname of Zhu by the emperor in recognition of my merits..."
The Grand General tried to stop Cheon Woojin by putting his authority at the forefront, but unfortunately, the man who was the most insensitive to power in the world was none other than Cheon Woojin.
Cheon Woojin grabbed the Grand General by the scruff of his neck and then pulled him. The Grand General, unable to overcome the force, was slammed face-first into the dirt ground.
The Grand General was also a master who had reached the peak. He had no memory of being so one-sidedly subdued since he had passed the age of eight.
The grand general of a country was crawling on the ground. Even while the surroundings were murmuring, Cheon Woojin just patted the Grand General's body here and there as if he were preparing a freshly caught fish.
Soon, Cheon Woojin, who had subdued all the acupoints of his body, grabbed the fainted Grand General by the scruff of his neck and dragged him, saying to the Hidden Dragon Unit members.
"The mission is over. Let's go back."
(End of Chapter)