Chapter 182

Emperor Sword Form. The Fourth Discipline.
Emperor Ilfacham.
“……Dare.”
Bai Guo’s body inflated.
In an instant, it formed into a gigantic shape,
the sword steel particles formed a great sword.
It slashed sideways between him and Bai Guang.
Piiit!
Kurrrrrrr!
His chest is split open, but it heals quickly. His eyes grow even sharper, his breathing even more ragged, and he transforms into a white lion-like figure.
I narrow my eyes as I see his hidden hand manifest.
As if it were the last of his white light, he holds back no longer and unleashes all his momentum. I could tell by the way the grain flowed.
The energy that had burst forth from the short circuit had unleashed all of Bai Guang’s latent power.
It’s like.
“Together. The author must be a donggui.”
Just like Han Tae-moon’s words, he exploded his latent power with the intention of dying on the spot. I nodded in agreement.
Baekwang, who always chose instinct over pride, had chosen this.
This was the result of his pride.
“It’s just as well.”
I believed that removing the risk factor from this place would be a step forward. At the very least, the disappearance of Bai Guang, the master of the Reverse Heavenly Sect, would not only remove the focal point of the Reverse Heavenly Sect, but also slow down the movements of the Green Forest, which could scatter in all directions and wreak havoc on the entire Martial Forest.
“Cut him down right here and now…….”
Chirp!
I instinctively raised my sword as his mane flickered and he leapt up, using the ice wall behind him for support.
Kukkukkukkuk!
The pressure was immense. Its white eyes were unfocused, filled with a fierceness I’d never felt before and the madness of a vicious beast, charging at me with the sole intention of killing me.
Pow!
I bounced backward, unable to relieve the pressure. If I had tried to overcome the pressure with my own strength, I would have broken both my arms.
His strength and power,
His speed and resilience,
His strength and power, his speed and resilience,
the relentless, unrelenting beastliness that matched his madness.
Feeling each and every one of them, I had to take a deep breath to steady myself.
Kwajik!
I clenched my teeth at the burning sensation as it sliced through my side. The ice wall that Han Tae-moon had raised in the hope of stopping him, the ice wall that he had used as his playground and support, was now in the middle of him, slashing at me.
At the same time, I swung my sword, but I couldn’t cut his skin. Even with my sword power, I couldn’t cut him.
“Kikikikik.”
Its laughter echoed through the air, a beast’s cry that resembled the sound of reason being devoured, echoing from the white light’s mouth.
Kwajik! Kwazik!
My eyes could no longer follow its movements. I thought I had already surpassed him, but without thinking twice, Bai Guo unleashed a full-body lock, desperate to kill me instead of allowing reason and himself to be eaten.
It was only then that I realized I had reached the point he wanted.
Deciding that it was too late to follow its movements, I raised my sword to block it as soon as I felt the resolve flowing through me, feeling dizzy from the burning sensation I felt throughout my body with each swipe.
He had lost too much blood.
The wound was growing and deepening, and there was nothing he could do about it. His eyes narrowed and became ghastly, and the corners of his mouth grew longer and longer, until they almost reached the base of his ears.
Pfft!
I slammed the ice wall and pressed every bit of ice powder I could get my hands on to the wound. I made a makeshift patch and grabbed my sword once more.
“I’ll help!”
I shouted as I watched Han Tae-moon roll up his sleeves.
“Don’t come!”
I could help. With Han Tae-moon’s skill, we might be able to catch him, narrowing the field of fire and increasing our chances.
But.
“He doesn’t think about his back, which means he could take off at any moment. It would be a pain in the ass to have him disappear like that.”
It has now abandoned its humanity, meaning that only its instincts remain and it has chosen to live in the world.
“I will deal with him, my lord, but I have a favor to ask of you.”
“What is it, just say the word.”
A white mane of hair swept around a hulking, tall figure, a head taller than me.
“I will deal with you and the other two in person in the front yard of Anhui Castle. This will definitely serve as a warning. Even to the Chang Tian Divine Sword. ”
I remembered the first time I encountered him outside Anhui after I had destroyed the three greenhouses in Shandong. He told me he’d waited two years with his minions to harm the people I cared most about.
The reason.
“Let me explain. “Let me explain it to you in detail. I would rather hurt your spirit than to do it myself. To take away what is most precious to you, that’s what matters.”
It was so simple.
“It was a maddening obsession. For more than two years, he had his men watch over this place, targeting the South Palace walls, Mr. Baek, and my mother.”
I remembered the first time I met him.
I remembered the first time I met him,
and I can’t forget how Mr. Bai and my mother looked ready to die.
They were everything to me.
I can’t forget the moment I wanted to kill them, to harm them.
So I made a promise. To myself.
“You said it, Bai Guang, I must go to punishment to pay for this moment.”
I promised Bai Guang that I would pay for this moment.
And now, at this moment, I can fulfill that promise.
I will kill him.
I felt that I had to get rid of Eun-won here and now.
His size inflated,
His hide as thick as his size.
If I couldn’t kill him with my saber, there was only one way.
Crush its head in one fell swoop,
or pierce its heart in one stroke.
You raise your sword, and the creature comes flying at you, and the panicked Han Tae-moon cries out.
“Boo, please. What do you want, tell me, he’s coming!”
Oh, no.
I sheathed my sword and opened my mouth.
Emperor Sword Form. My formula.
Emperor’s sword.
I looked at Han Tae-moon and slowly opened my mouth.
“Come out, lock him up.”
* * *
The Tide of the Four Seas, Fah Liang.
His cultivation is so strong that it can be called an art. His swiftness beyond strength is called swiftness, and it is recognized by all, even by those who are strong, by those whose strength is overflowing, and by those who are experienced, skilled, and tricky.
Even above the Yangtze River, he cannot lose. Unless you’re a master of the Wu Nan Shizhong class.
“But how embarrassing that you’re so stupid as to lose in your own backyard.”
Fah Liang’s crooked finger slashed across Qi Sheng’s chest.
Aaah!
“Chet.”
The cut is shallow, and blood stains the tip of his nail. Seeing how exhausted he was, he took the opportunity to scratch, but he regretted not being able to go deeper.
Even so.
“What can I say, I blame your stupidity for following me this far.”
The odds were still in his favor.
As expected, Ki Sung-ja’s expression was quite grim. He knew it. The reason this fight was prolonged was because it could turn into a battle of vigilance or inaction.
The demonic souls were extinguished,
and the Demon Dragon Sword, Zhao Yilmen.
Were they just weak?
Did they die so quickly?
No, not at all.
They were caught off guard. They didn’t take advantage of the advantage of the Yangtze River.
Against the poisonous Tang Miyan and Isaac Xinyi, whom he dismissed as mere women, Ilso was caught off guard and died, and Cao Yilmen, whom he had pushed throughout the duel because he had tasted the shaman’s feast, died because he underestimated the power of the Hundred Immortals.
However.
‘The two men before you are different.
Both men knew how to use the Yangtze River to their advantage.
The Four Sea Tides, Fah Liang, and the Northern Sea Dragon, Hai Guoyan.
Before he knew it, he was in the middle of the Yangtze River, with a single boat in the middle of the river, rushing to stop the movement of the Dead Sea Tide Wave.
That was it.
When he turned his gaze, he saw Tang Yinliang, the elder of the Tang Clan, and Zhong Lihao, the elder of the Communal Sect, sweating profusely, unable to defend themselves against a single person.
“Ugh.”
Tang Inlai’s memorizations and secrets were swept away by the waves one by one. Without exerting any effort, a number of them had been neutralized by Hai Guoyan’s touch.
Tang Inlang and Zhong Li Hao knew this. When the stream of sword steel he throws at them dries up, they will die.
They were fighting desperately.
Kwagagagagang!
Seeing Hai Guoyan’s relaxed smile and skillful way of leading the fight, he knew it was only a matter of time.
Poisonous Tang Miyan was throwing everything she had at him, and Isaac Xinyi was despairing that the Amifa had been destroyed and that it was over.
Bai Xiaochuang had drawn on all his inner strength and had given everything he had to turn the tide, and he could barely breathe.
He couldn’t wait for someone to help him.
The Adeptus gritted his teeth, and it was none other than the one thing that prevented him from entertaining any thoughts,
“I’m going to roll my eyes.”
Boom, boom, boom!
Something silvery leaped out of the water and shot at him.
Ting! Ting! Ting!
The vibration and recoil reverberating off the sword’s surface startled him.
“It’s not time to be surprised yet.”
The silver-colored things that had been sleeping in the depths of the Yang River suddenly stretched out as if they were moving in response to Fang Liang’s gesture. At the same time, Fang Liang’s movements became erratic, and he sharply stretched out his arm toward Qi Sheng’s back.
The swift and vicious touch of Fahliang’s hand, which could only be described as a sword, was flying towards the crack of his heart.
He had no other choice.
Pow!
Stepping on the ferry, he jumped up, bouncing off the silver-colored fish in the air, dodging Fang Liang’s maneuver.
“……Is that the famous Yunlong Great Eight-armed Dragon?”
The rising adept dodged Fang Liang’s maneuvers with fluid, unnatural steps.
It was a move that was said to resemble a dragon leaping through the clouds, and it was a move worthy of its name.
“I’ll see if I can still dodge that well after …… eight moves.”
A shoal of silver-colored fish swarmed around the ferry with waves that smiled wickedly.
It was a feast for those who viewed the upstart as prey.