novelraw Chapter 123 : Chapter 123
Chapter 123 : Chapter 123
Chapter 123 - The Tiger That Reclaimed Its Fangs
Wooooong……!
Utterly ominous and more ominous still.
The leader of the Ghost Face Gang, Dancheong, swallowed dryly without realizing it.
That sword in Biyoung’s hand.
The jet-black blade held an indescribably fearsome aura.
‘In the Diancang Sect…… no, in the Jianghu Murim, such a martial art……?’
Vacuum Sword.
It was a sword with which Dancheong had no connection.
When the Diancang Sect was at its peak, he was just a mere assassin in Hunan, and by the time the Green Killer Squad attacked the Diancang Sect, they were like a tiger with its fangs pulled out.
Wooooong!
Thus, it was unfamiliar and frightening.
The ‘Vacuum Sword’ that Biyoung was now showing.
Waver.
Biyoung’s shoulder shook once.
In an instant, sparks flew in Dancheong’s eyes.
Because he could feel an attack of a speed completely different from before on his skin.
“Keuk!”
Dancheong clenched his teeth and tried to create distance using the Ghostly Body Method.
But the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method did not allow any gap between the two.
Whoosh!
Should it be considered a blessing in disguise?
Compared to Biyoung’s footwork, the speed at which he swung his sword was not particularly fast.
Perhaps because the aura on the sword’s surface was so ominous, the trajectory of the sword felt even clearer.
‘A direct confrontation is dangerous……!!’
The destructive power of the Formless True Killing Sword was said to be as powerful as Zhongnan’s renowned Thirty-Six Swords Under Heaven.
It was self-evident which was stronger: a still blade or a blade vibrating countless times.
However, instead of clashing swords, Dancheong chose to turn his body and dodge.
The Ghost Face Gang, whose name was said to stop a crying child in their tracks.
The special sixth sense of the leader of that Ghost Face Gang was telling him.
He must never clash with that sword.
Whoosh!
Dancheong rotated his upper body to avoid the ordinary strike extended by Biyoung.
“?!”
To be more precise, he tried to rotate.
‘Th-this is……?’
He was so surprised that his pupils were visible between his narrow eyes.
There was definitely enough time to dodge.
But, his body wouldn’t move according to his will.
Had time suddenly slowed down?
No, it was more like.
It felt as if an invisible, formless energy was pulling at Dancheong’s collar.
“Keeuk!”
Dancheong’s face was instantly colored with dismay.
Somehow, he couldn’t escape from Biyoung’s range.
Dancheong had no choice but to thrust his Formless True Killing Sword forward.
Psssht!
His hands and ears.
The sensations from both places felt strange.
He had thought he would hear a deafening roar as before.
But all he heard was a deflated sound, like slicing through burnt-out charcoal.
And this sensation from his hand.
A dull impact should have been transmitted, but only a frustratingly small vibration was felt.
“…………?”
Dancheong’s narrow eyes turned to his sword.
“!!!”
For the first time since birth, Dancheong’s eyes flew wide open.
‘M-my sword……!!’
Belying the name Formless True Killing Sword, Dancheong’s blade was clearly visible under the lighting of the main hall.
That wasn’t the only surprising thing.
His flexible sword, which had been about two ja long, had been shortened to the length of one ja.
No matter how powerful an attack he received, how could the length of a sword be reduced?
It wasn’t reduced, it was ‘cut’.
Dancheong’s sword, while using the Formless True Killing Sword, had been cleanly sliced by another swordsman’s sword.
For a sword user, that was the greatest insult and humiliation.
“You son of a bitch!!”
His whole body engulfed in rage, Dancheong once again used the Formless True Killing Sword.
Dancheong’s now shorter flexible sword once again vanished from the sight of the people.
The sight of Dancheong brandishing the Formless True Killing Sword as if he had nothing to fear was utterly tyrannical.
Smirk.
However.
Biyoung wore a smile on his face, as if watching a child’s antics.
Soon, his Vacuum Sword went to meet the invisible blade.
Pshesek!
Again.
This strange sensation was felt once more.
And at the end of that sensation, the same result as before was waiting.
“Oh my……”
Looking at the flexible sword, which was now only the length of a palm, Biyoung sneered.
“A dagger looks longer now.”
“…………!”
Dancheong looked down at his sword with a devastated face.
People usually think that the material of a flexible sword is the weakest.
Because unlike a straight, ordinary sword, a flexible sword bends here and there.
But that was far from the truth.
This was the sword used by none other than the leader of the Ghost Face Gang.
As the ruler of the Changsha region of Hunan, the leader had more than enough money to commission the world’s best flexible sword.
One that bent nimbly like an ordinary flexible sword, yet its strength was comparable to the treasured swords of prestigious orthodox sects.
In the first place, if the flexible sword’s durability were only average, it would have shattered, unable to withstand the energy of the Formless True Killing Sword.
‘But……!!’
Such a leader’s sword had been sliced like a radish.
And twice at that.
The cause was all too clear.
‘That sword…….’
Wooooong……!
It’s that sword.
That very sword, scattering its ominous black light in all directions……!!
That sword, which seemed like it would blacken even the viewer’s sight, was the culprit of all this.
Vacuum Sword.
Maintaining its ominous aura, Biyoung opened his mouth.
“Ten years.”
“?”
“Ten years have passed since our annihilation. Not to mention the deceased elders of the previous generation, even the survivors had to spend ten years in hellish days.”
Biyoung put strength into his voice, as if declaring to the junior disciples with him, and to himself.
“The quick sword has returned. Those who have been hostile to our sect will pay the price, one by one.”
“!”
That was enough to disturb Dancheong’s mind, while at the same time stirring the hearts of the junior disciples present.
‘Biyoung…….’
Some of the junior disciples were battered and bruised, while others were near exhaustion.
But on each of their faces, a light of the same color arose.
Although they had driven out the bandits and reclaimed the main mountain, it was merely a formal recapture.
The perpetrators who annihilated the sect.
Only by taking revenge on them could the Diancang Sect’s sword be set right under the heavens.
Biyoung’s declaration could be called a new beginning for the Diancang Sect, and at the same time, it was no different from a death sentence for Dancheong.
“Right……”
Ssk.
The tip of the Vacuum Sword pointed at Dancheong’s pale face.
“It starts with you.”
Ssssssss…….
The surrounding air moved in a strange direction.
It seemed to be interacting with Biyoung’s internal energy.
All traces of a smile had vanished from Biyoung’s face.
At this moment, he was neither Biyoung nor the World's Fastest Sword.
A toothless tiger that had been ambushed.
But now, the tiger named Diancang, having reclaimed its original fangs, began to roar at Dancheong.
Swiiiiiiish!
“!!!”
Fast.
It was a speed on a different level from the two sword strikes he had shown just before.
He had thought that since using the Vacuum Sword required a huge amount of internal energy, it would put a strain on swinging the sword itself.
But that was just Dancheong’s misconception.
The Vacuum Sword and the Sun-Shooting Sword Art.
It was because these two were combined that the World's Fastest Sword of the era could emerge.
For the first time in a full fifteen years.
It was the moment the afterimage of the World's Fastest Sword reappeared in the Jianghu Murim.
Psssht!
A chunk of Dancheong’s shoulder was sliced off.
Even as blood shot up towards the ceiling, Dancheong couldn’t accept reality.
How could such a swordsmanship exist in the world?
Even an ordinary strike was enough to make his body get pulled in by the special energy of the Vacuum Sword.
But to wield such a merciless sword and execute such a fast quick sword.
‘This is a cheat.’
Looking at the blood that filled his vision, Dancheong thought so.
This was foul play, a swordsmanship no different from a cheat.
“Uwaaaaaaaah!”
What awaited at the end of his thoughts was merciless pain and a sense of loss.
The arm that was severed from his shoulder rolled on the floor, still clutching the flexible sword.
Dancheong’s body trembled as if he had malaria.
A sword wound?
This is a sword wound?
This wasn’t simply the pain of being cut by a sword.
It felt as if the ominous energy of the Vacuum Sword was riding up Dancheong’s shoulder and eating away at all the joints in his body.
“Ugh, uwegh!”
The fact that Dancheong was vomiting was a clear example.
One doesn’t feel nauseous just from having their shoulder cut.
The special resonance of the Vacuum Sword had infiltrated his internal energy and was beating his Dantian deep inside his body.
“I’ll let you feel ten years of pain condensed.”
Biyoung’s voice, digging into his ears, sounded like that of a grim reaper.
No.
The Sun-Shooting Sword Art created with the Vacuum Sword, backed by the Vast Sky Eagle Body Method.
At this point, facing King Yeomra himself would be better.
Psssht!
Just as Biyoung’s body seemed to flash, his other arm was sent flying as well.
All Dancheong could do was let out a terrible scream and vomit out his nausea.
The junior disciples watching this had expressions as if they were possessed by a ghost.
‘Amazing……!’
‘Such a tyrannical aura in the Diancang Sect……!!’
‘Is-is this Junior Brother’s true form?’
In fact, seeing such a powerful martial art was the same for both Dancheong and the junior disciples.
Although they had trained arduously for half a year, it was more of a daily routine of getting beaten to a pulp than actual training.
No one had been able to draw out even one-tenth of Biyoung’s skill.
Because none of the junior disciples had been able to lay a single finger on Biyoung.
‘He’s crazy.’
Uma spat once and then muttered a curse under his breath.
The expression was rough, but his eyes were filled with admiration.
A very long time ago, he had heard that all martial artists in the Murim admired the martial arts of the Diancang Sect.
It didn’t really resonate with him.
Because he had heard it when they were annihilated and hiding in Simao.
They couldn’t even properly protect their own main mountain and were driven out, so what kind of damned admiration was that?
But.
Now that he saw it, it made sense.
Watching the martial arts Biyoung displayed, he felt incredibly proud of the fact that he was part of the same Diancang Sect.
“Kkeuaaaaaaaah!”
Dancheong’s screams continued amidst all this.
There was no longer a need to use the Vacuum Sword.
With both arms and one leg gone, Dancheong couldn’t even stand on his own.
But Biyoung’s sword still bore a terrible black light.
It felt far too insufficient to condense ten years of pain.
“Who was it.”
“Kkeu…… kkeuk…….”
Dancheong was already not in his right mind.
If he were sane, he probably would have begged to be killed instead.
Being struck by a normal sword and being cut by the Vacuum Sword were as different as heaven and earth.
Each time he was cut by the sword, it felt like his bean-sized Dantian was being struck by a hammer.
Black blood trickled from Dancheong’s mouth.
The Dantian in his body had already been shattered without a trace.
“Who ordered it? The annihilation of the Diancang Sect.”
Dancheong’s eyes, which had been dazed with agony, flashed for a moment.
But that was also brief.
He stretched his lips until they tore.
What use would it be to tell him now?
He had already lost his limbs, and the Ghost Face Gang was shattered.
Just like.
The Diancang Sect had been in the past.
“Hehe…… hehehet…….”
Instead of an answer, a grotesque laughter was heard from between his badly torn lips.
Biyoung looked down at the sight and snorted.
“Well, I wasn’t really expecting anything.”
It didn’t matter if he didn’t answer.
He would find out who ordered it himself.
Just like he had found out the identity of the Ghost Face Gang.
Slice.
Without a shred of hesitation, Biyoung cut off Dancheong’s head.
The face with its lips torn wide open rolled on the floor.
“…………!!”
Dancheong was dead.
The culprit who had annihilated the Diancang Sect in the past, that group had completely fallen.
A hot energy surged in the chests of the junior disciples, as well as Biyoung.
It was a kind of elation that people who had fulfilled a long-cherished wish face.
It was the moment the tiger that had reclaimed its fangs finally bit the neck of its sworn enemy.