Book 6 Chapter 42

Meeting (相逢)

- A trick of fate

Hyoryong saw it.

The sight of sword energy, red as blood, viciously slashing the world!

A tragic scene, as if a ferocious beast had relentlessly clawed through the world!

There was only one sword technique in this world that could create such a lingering trace.

"Roaring Heaven Blood Shadow Sword Technique (轟天血影刀法)!"

The Suzaku members caught in this fierce sword technique were injured and retreated. However, it was a testament to the Suzaku members' strength that they managed to survive with no major injuries.

Hearing the name "Roaring Heaven Blood Shadow Sword Technique" jolted everyone to attention.

The first to react was Qinghen.

"N-no way… Divine Demon Sword (神魔刀) Roaring Heaven Blood Shadow Sword Technique! Is it perhaps the unique sword technique of the Godly Demon Swordbreaker Gal Jung-hyeok!"

Godly Demon Swordbreaker (武神魔) Gal Jung-hyeok! He was a living legend of the martial arts world, who, along with the Godly Being Supreme Lord Taegeuk, defended against the Heavenly Calamity Blood Sea. Now, only unsubstantiated rumors circulated that he had retired from the front lines to develop a martial art to counter the Heavenly Calamity Spirit.

He was one of the few, no, the only one who was a black dao practitioner yet respected by the white dao. He was someone that even the Sword Saint (刀聖) Ha Hwushik would defer to in matters of the sword.

Godly Demon Swordbreaker (武神魔) Swordbreaker of Heaven (霸天刀) Gal Jung-hyeok (葛重爀)!

It was by no means a name to be taken lightly.

But why was his name blocking their path here? Qinghen was perplexed.

"How could you recognize it?"

It was a phantom sword technique that had not been performed in front of others for nearly fifty years. Yet, a first-year brat recognized it at first glance? It was naturally bewildering.

As Qinghen watched, Hyoryong was trembling like a trembling aspen.

'Is he afraid?'

It wasn't unreasonable for Qinghen to think so. At that moment, Hyoryong couldn't hear any of the surrounding sounds.

'H-how… How could that sword technique appear here? How?'

Hyoryong's heart began to race as if it would burst. He felt all the blood in his body rush to his head. His back grew damp.

"Answer me!"

Qinghen raised his voice.

"I don't think that's the important issue right now."

Moyong Hwi pointed to where the dust stirred up by the earlier clash had not yet settled. It was the result of one move from the Silver River Meteor Sword Technique (銀河流星劍法) and one move from the Roaring Heaven Blood Shadow Sword Technique.

"Clatter!"

From within the thick dust, a person was now emerging. Two swords, identical in length and shape!

Hyoryong tasted despair.

It was undoubtedly the Roaring Heaven Blood Shadow Sword Technique!

Shiver!

For a moment, Hyoryong felt he absolutely should not see this.

Premonition (豫感)!

It was ominous. An ominous presence that could completely shatter the world he had built, and on the other hand, ignored. Suddenly, a corner of his chest ached. Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes without his knowledge.

As the dust cleared and the person's face gradually revealed itself, Hyoryong found it increasingly impossible to control his tangled emotions.

His heart was breaking.

This is a dream! This is an illusion! This can't be real! He repeated it dozens of times in his mind with a bursting heart, but reality was unforgiving. He wished someone would appear and deny the reality of someone approaching him.

'This is a dream!'

Finally, the thick dust obscuring his vision cleared, revealing the figure of a monstrous man wielding twin swords.

"Brother!"

The twin swords in Hyoryong's hands dropped powerlessly to the ground.

"Thud!"