Chapter 377: The World (1)
Step—
The Tenfold Gate Masters, who had been surrounding Jeong Yeon-shin, came to a stop.
Twelve identical figures. White armor, symbolizing an army of ten thousand, reflected the silent sunlight pouring down.
"......."
In Jeong Yeon-shin’s grasp was a small axe.
It was the sofu (small axe) that had been knocked away earlier by Hwan-gang’s forceful strike. The axe’s blade was marred with several fine cracks, yet it still seemed serviceable.
Perhaps it was because it had absorbed the shock of Hwan-gang’s sudden technique rather than being struck by an intentional, refined force.
Jeong Yeon-shin recalled the axe strike of the Tenfold Gate Master.
‘There was no formality to it.’
A wild, unrestrained swing. A loosely constructed internal energy barrier. A casual movement that deflected a light attack.
And yet, it had properly blocked Hwan-gang’s force. There were no signs of any profound technique being applied.
‘Now that I think about it...’