Chapter 236: I'm Overflowing With Power!
TL: FoodieMonster007
The Ironblood Swordsman, Namgung Cheon. If the Former Patriarch, the Blue Sky Sword King, had established the Namgung Clan as the world's strongest sect, then Namgung Cheon was the steadfast guardian who had protected it amidst the endless political maneuvering and covert struggles of the orthodox murim.
However, that unwavering resolve was now being shaken to its core.
As the saying goes, no flower blooms for more than ten days, and no power lasts more than ten years. Anything that once flourished would inevitably decline, and no matter how high the authority, nothing lasts forever…
Since becoming Patriarch, he had lived each day with this idiom etched into his heart. Even the Namgung Clan, hailed as the world's strongest, could face a crisis someday, so he had always strived to be prepared… but the hellscape currently unfolding before his eyes seemed to mock all his efforts.
"So many are dead…" he whispered, despair heavy in his voice.
The Namgung Clan's martial artists lowered their heads in shame and grief. The long, nightmarish night had finally passed, and dawn was slowly breaking. Under the pale light of the nascent day, the full extent of the calamity that had befallen the Namgung Clan was revealed in all its brutal clarity.
Namgung Cheon drew a deep breath, forcing his voice to remain steady. "Each unit, report your losses."
"Storm Wind Corps reporting. Twenty-three dead, forty-eight injured. Among the injured, those critically wounded and hovering between life and death are…"