Chapter 165

As if to tear them apart at any moment, he stretches out his evil hand like a water rake and strikes out at their ineffectual joint fencing and arm techniques.
Pot, papa, papa, papa!
I had to quickly turn my body to block the countless memorization techniques aimed at my back.
It was Tang Miyeon.
The countless memorization techniques she sent flying stretched out and stopped Hae Gu-yeon’s actions for a moment. Her interruption forced him to focus on the Qingyun Red River Sword Sword Swallow, which flew at him in a frightening manner.
Seeing this, Tang Miyan blocks his path, taking her time to say a few words.
“……Little brother, congratulations, he asked me to tell you that a baby was born.”
In a flash, her words wake up Dang In-lang.
“Tang Young, your granddaughter has been born. Should he become a grandfather and die without seeing his granddaughter?
“Oh, by the way. And Jong Ri Hyeop.”
“……What’s wrong?”
“You’ll have to fight your way out of here, or I’ll tell the whole Zhongyuan that you scared your wife and made her have a baby. I’ll be watching with my own two eyes, so try as hard as you can.”
With those words, Jong Rihyeon’s fate was sealed. With those words, while the two sealed their fate, Tang Miyan had to help Isaac Xinyi to stop the demonic marriage.
Bai Meijia, the longest-serving member of the shaman clan, fought with Zhao Yilmen of the Pak Dragon Sword.
And Qi Sheng, the master of the K’un-Lun, took the Four Sea Tides and the Whistle.
Somewhere down the Yangtze River, each of them was fighting a life-and-death battle.
* * *
The movement of the white light, which tore through the air as violently as a falling artillery shell, could not be followed with the naked eye; one could only instinctively extend one’s sword, instinctively move one’s body, and instinctively dodge the outstretched fingers.
The black cloth shuddered. The moment they clashed, all the powers that had been dormant within him were awakened at once. He feels a sense of danger.
If I let my guard down, my life could be in danger.
“……Genius. That’s a fitting label, and you’ve certainly leapfrogged into the category.”
I narrowed my eyes at Bai Guang’s words and quickly formed a sword shield with my sword face.
Kwajik!
The beastly strength of my five outstretched fingers tore through the sword shield made of thunderbolts, piercing through the self-defense sword made of thunderbolts that I hastily raised, wounding my body. I hastily unfurled the Heavenly Wind Divine Technique and closed the distance.
“By the way. You’re still not good enough. Do you know what that is?”
From Bai Guang,
there was something about him that was different from the other Wu Nanshi Zones.
“When you reach a certain level, it becomes difficult to meet others of your caliber. It’s difficult because of your position, and you’re afraid because your honor is on the line. You’re afraid that if you lose, you’ll lose, and everything you’ve built will be lost.”
He has the leisurely demeanor of a champion.
It has the sharpness of a namgung mubaek.
He has a firm aura like Hye-yeon’s that envelops his entire body,
He waits here with the wise strategy of Zhuge Liang to capture the princess.
Despite being one of the youngest members of the Unnatural Fifty Zones, Bai Guang’s level was one step above the rest of the Unnatural Fifty Zones.
A sensation I hadn’t felt before.
A flow that I realized when I read the grain.
The invisible level is now tangible.
It is a new universe that cannot be understood unless you reach this level.
“……That’s why you formed the Reverse Heavenly Association.”
Just as I remembered Murimeng,
he envisioned the Reverse Heavenly Assembly.
I instinctively realized.
Some people accept the fate they are given,
there are those who go against the grain to defy it.
Yes, the white light in front of me was my antithesis, my opponent, and we were destined to face each other to the death.
“For those of us who live under one sky, I don’t think it’s a vain delusion to hope to turn it upside down once in a while, at least for me.”
A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth, a routine response from a creature who lives by his instincts like an animal.
What I look at, he looks at.
Where I go, he goes.
The pounding.
Slowly, it begins to stir. My heart pounding, I grip the black cloth with all my might as I stare into the white light.
This is where I’m going to kill him.
“I see you’ve finally made up your mind.”
At Bai Guang’s words, I asked the last question I wanted to ask.
“Why do you need to overturn the heavens when you already live as a king? I don’t understand.”
At that, Baekwang blew out a tired, light breath.
“The sky is treating us so badly. If we can’t be on the same side, we’ll have to bring him down. By any means necessary.”
The beast’s eyes turn to the princess, unperturbed by the presence of the Aguidan and the Imperial Army in front of her.
“Woof, woof, woof!
Out of dozens, hundreds, and thousands of sword scabbards, only one sword is worthy of an emperor.
I will protect and manifest my emperor’s dignity here and now.
A path of swords carved out of thin air.
The sword that grew between them gradually increased in size. ”
At this moment, I take out the emperor’s sword that I felt from Nangong Mubai. Lightning energy pulses through my body.
Kurrrrr!
At the same time, I bite back on the Aggadahn and create countless sword afterimages in the air, trapping the white light. Thunder rumbles in all directions.
“Look at it right, Van. See it right, and use it as a signpost on your path to emperor. ”
Goooooooooo-.
“The particles and molecules of thin air form the shape of a great sword.
A single sword that will cut the world in two. ”
Yang, the center of the world, my pulsating center.
And the image of a great sword rising from the tip of the sword of black cloth that I rolled up.
“At the same time, a burst of red energy erupted from White Light’s entire body, piercing the sky above him. The energy he had generated was concentrated, and it radiated a red brilliance that rivaled that of the Emperor’s sword. ”
As if he, too, remembered the moment.
A crimson blood-colored radiance swirled up into the air.
“Your sword is better than the Nangong Mubai.”
* * *
Only after the two of them had split up did Bai Xiaochun say.
“Martial Blind.”
I couldn’t help but admire it.
The end of the Fengyun Branch Conference, which had captured and confessed to Black Ho, had resulted in the formation of the Martial Alliance and the unification of the political factions.
And it came from a young man and a man he had already seen once.
It was exciting, and it elicited a strange excitement. A young man barely out of his contractual age was already his equal.
How can you not be surprised?
To find a contemporary, someone who thinks the same way, someone who sees the big picture.
I see, I see.
“He was my enemy, that Ahae was my enemy.”
“What do you mean, him?”
Bai Guang only laughed at Galpyeong’s question. He was just glad to see him.
All this time, he’d thought he was a nobody. He had proved his genius and had shared the sword with him many times, and each time, they had tied. So I thought it was him.
It wasn’t. The son of Namgung Mu Baek, the one who would inherit everything from the Namgung family, now stood behind him, and he had dissolved the alliances of Gu Feifang and the Six Great Families, formed the Martial Alliance, reestablished the Imperial Family’s inviolability, and made the Aguidan his allies.
Wasn’t it too similar to his own actions that brought about the reversal of fortune?
He hoped to meet her as soon as possible. He became more and more anxious to reveal to the world his ambitions in the name of the Reverse Heavenly Assembly.
And one day, I prepared,
the forces of the Yangtze River, led by the Yangtze Dragon King Guo Man, rode the waters of the Yangtze River and overturned the Amifa in Sichuan.
The tyrant of the Great Wall, Guo Qiu, ordered the demons of the Great Wall to be brought up, and they were now rampaging across Guangxi, making Yunnan their home.
As for the Four Heavenly Lords, Galpyeong, he was on his way to Anhui, eager to use this opportunity to prove that his sword was the best.
Only he, Haepyo, and Zhu Taihua remained.
He was about to make a move to capture the princess, but Zhu Tiehua interrupted him, saying that it was unnecessary.
“Song Limjung.”
“That’s right. Song Limjung.”
“You say you’re the deputy leader of the Aguidan.”
“Technically, he’s the deputy to the leader of the Monkfish Corps, Huang Tianhou. Even so, Song Linzheng should be able to fulfill Huang Tianhou’s role. You’ve put in quite a bit of work.”
Bai Guang could only agree.
“That can’t be true. I’ve seen him.”
Bai Guang had seen Huang Tianhu, and he had a vessel worthy of the Huang family’s greatest warlord. He remembered Huang Tianhou, the leader of the Gui Clan, whom Bai Guang and Sam Woong had encountered when they threatened the Southern Palace outside Anhui Province.
The confidence the members of the Gui Clan showed and the boundless trust they had in him.
I wouldn’t have it any other way. Even if I had the cleverest strategy and the quickest wit.
“Men are simple.”
Baekwang points to his heart. Zhu Tae-hwa looks at it as if to ask what it means.
“It is from this heart that men follow other men. It’s in harmony with the instincts of the beast, so even though the monkfish troupe may be shaken, it will not be destroyed by that man, Song Linzheng, nor will the monkfish troupe be controlled by you.”
Bai Guang’s assertion was as true as the outcome before him. The damage to Agidan was minimal, and it was heading for a different sky than the current Huang Family.
And then they met. A young man who had formed the Martial Alliance and was younger than he was, a man of equal stature to Wu Nanshen, and a man he recognized as his match. He was able to meet the one he had been waiting for, the one drawn by the heavens.
Looking back, the relationship was not a short one.
First, he was sent to pick the throats of foresters in Shandong and learned their names.
The second I met on the outskirts of Anhui, and though I couldn’t kill him, I recognized his face.
The third time, I was finally able to cross swords with him, and I rejoiced.
Bai Xiaochun’s hands tightened as he visualized the shape of his emperor’s sword.
“Today is the day to decide.”
Heavenly Thunder Sword God, Southern Palace.
King of the Green Forest, Bai Xiaochuang.
It was somewhere on the road to Peking, somewhere in a nameless place that no one recognized, where the factions and factions clashed, the strongest in their respective places.
Quang!
The sound of falling artillery shells exploded like the noise of a battlefield.