Chapter 179

Episode 179.
Han Tae-moon’s expression hardened.
Definitely strong.
“……What kind of spell did you cast?”
Han Tae-moon had made the snow ginseng his own, and he could still feel its aura as it melted. Any ice ball made with extreme ji qi would be confident enough for anyone, even the great Wu Nai Shixiong.
Not just any ice ball,
I could argue for the seemingly arrogant position of being the First Emperor.
But it was the presence of the swordsman, his own chinwu, that broke the shock. His presence and genius far surpassed the scope of the Han texts.
He realized that he had been arrogant as he watched the Southern Gongban pressing forward with a thoroughly overwhelming force against Galpyeong, whom he had been unable to subdue.
The second was the white light in front of him. Unlike Galpyeong, he dodged and attacked with an unusual move even when faced with the Ice White Divine Beast, the seasonal season of the Ice Bow.
It’s a strange move, not mysterious,
but rather desperate, as if a beast unleashed to its fullest potential is utilizing its own instincts to kill.
Chirp!
With each step, it hits the ground,
Chirp!
In an instant, he rises to the extreme heights of Han Tae-moon’s castle, which freezes space itself. All objects are turned into ice cubes, and the water droplets in the air glisten with cold ice crystals.
“……It doesn’t look like a man at all. A beast, a beast, a beast that stands on two feet. What can I say?”
A sob escapes Han Tae-moon’s mouth. Han Tae-moon’s ice ball can’t reach the realm of white light. Just when he realizes that it’s not easy to reach the space where it sits, bam!
Zap, zap, zap!
The ice floor bounces off of Qin Lie and bursts open, and at the same time, the red naturalization blooms, and it fiercely swings its forepaws like a North Sea snow beast that is said to eat people alive.
Tsk, tsk, tsk!
It’s too late to dodge. Making a split-second judgment, Han Taiwen raised his left arm and drew up Bing Bai’s self-defense power.
Kwaang!
Fudder, fudder, fudder!
Bai Guang’s curved forepaw, or rather, hand, that had broken through the solid ice self-defense armor, immediately slammed into Han Tae-moon’s left forearm, sending him flying and rolling.
“……ck.”
There was no time for a groan as the beast’s forepaw slammed down on Han Tae-moon’s chest arm.
His ornately patterned white longcloth was already soiled, but he didn’t care.
Unfolding his naratagons, Han Tae-moon stood up and threw off the cumbersome robes.
He calmed down and thought to himself.
There shouldn’t be any cumbersome things when dealing with a beast. The only way to survive is to concentrate my strength and face the pragmatic and vicious beast head on.
There’s a saying in the Zhongyuan clan.
Even if you go into a cave, as long as you keep your wits about you, you will live.
Han Tae-moon felt that he was in the same situation now. As if he could see through the geography of the mountain, Bai Guang hid in the frozen bushes, leapt up and down the beautiful trees, and weaved in and out of the giant trees.
Anomalous movement.
Colorful changes.
The nonstop rush of the beast’s teeth.
The laws of inertia and gravity defied.
Han Tae-moon couldn’t help but groan at the sight of such limitless movement.
“Thank you.”
Baekwang bared his fangs at Han Tae-moon and stroked his white mane. What is gratitude for?
Han Tae-moon’s eyes widen, and Baek-gwang growls and kicks the icy ground beneath his paws.
“That yin gong you used on me to save them must have been quite a trick.”
He’s right. Even Han Tae-moon could never be sure of victory against two masters, so he focused on locking down the movement of one of them, stretching his Extreme Qi to the max.
“Thank goodness my body remembers. You know. Animals are always good at adapting.”
Beasts, beasts, beasts.
Animals were far beyond human adaptability. This was Han Tae-moon’s first time facing a cilantro that had reached such a state of absolute brilliance.
Han Tae-moon could only stare in disbelief: in that short time, the beast had adapted to Han Tae-moon’s extremes.
It had already embraced it with its whole body and had broken through it, so why not?
Han Tae-moon was overwhelmed by Bai Kwang’s vigorous killing intentions, his difficult experiences, and his adaptation to the ever-changing environment.
Then.
Bam!
A flash of light flashes between Baekwang and Han Tae-moon. It may look like a single slashing sword technique, but it’s actually nine sword strikes that you can’t even follow with your eyes.
His instincts are good, and he recognizes my threat quickly.
Bai Guang stepped back to assess the situation, and Han Tae-moon shifted his gaze to look at the source of the swordfire.
“…… That’s the end of the fight.”
A single beam of light burst out after nine sword attacks.
There was a single sword hidden within the beam of light, and it was familiar. The beam of light was still moving.
“Yi Qi Sword.”
The Yi Qi Sword swept across, and a solid line was carved into the neck of anyone it touched.
The neck of the swordsman who had dueled Han T’ai Wen so many times, and who had first shown him that Wu Nai Shi Zhen was a master of absolute mastery that was never easy, slowly fell off.
The Sapa First Sword,
And the head of the swordsman who was the best in the world had fallen at this moment.
At the same time, Han Taiwen’s ice-white divine energy burst out from both of his hands, raining down in a single direction. It was directed at the retreating beast.
Tsk, tsk.
He had only faced a single white beast,
and I had even managed to pull up Bing Bai’s self-defense power to block it.
His left arm was tingling, but he did what he had to do.
Zzzzzzzzzz!
* * *
“Hung!”
It was the Iggy Sword.
Red energy concentrated in ten fingers, dyeing Bai Guang’s hands red.
It struck out with a single blow.
The chill that passed through the back of Bai Guo’s head, the chill, set off alarm bells once again.
Nevertheless, Bai Xiaochuang was able to easily parry the energy of the Yi Yi Sword that had sliced through Galpai.
Once again, he stood at the crossroads.
Do you trust your instincts?
Or follow his pride.
For Baekwang, there was only one choice. He trusted his instincts, which had been his lifeline all along.
Too bad. If he had stayed a little longer, he would have been able to tear off Han Tae-moon’s shoulder blades as loot.
Maybe it was the impact on his left arm.
Bai Guang sneered to himself as he realized that the extreme energy that was supposed to be directed at him had deflected away from him and was headed elsewhere.
“Are you going to run away again?”
The young man’s words made Bai Guang’s mouth curl.
“Don’t be afraid, I’ll be even stronger the next time we meet.”
“What’s the difference between a backward lord and a green lord?”
“Talk to me. I only trust my instincts.”
Instead of answering, Bai Guo smiled darkly and turned around, using both hands to parry the creature’s outstretched sword. It would take a while for him to regain his strength, now that he’d slashed down with such lightning speed.
“The next time I see you, I’ll slaughter you all, pull out your hearts, chew them up, and devour you.”
With that, the white light turned around.
“You won’t get away.”
His threatening words echoed in my ears, but I leapt on. Then.
Kwaaang!
What the hell.
“I thought you said you couldn’t escape.”
An ice wall in front of him,
Seeing the ice wall in front of him, Bai Guang quickly dug out his curved nails. And yet, somehow.
It was as it was, without a single scratch.
The ice wall surrounding Bai Guang was high and tall. Baekwang’s head snapped back. He raises his arms in unison with his misaligned left arm, and the extreme energy of the ice goddess is felt.
“……For envy?”
“There’s no better snare to catch a fleeing beast. No.”
“……Dare.”
The moment he looked at the ice archer, who was blocking all avenues of escape, his white eyes lit up with naturalization.
Searing demonization.
It should have crushed his chest and eaten his heart, not his left arm.
Bai Guang ignored him,
and turned toward the archer, summoning all his momentum.
And then.
“That’s right, you’re nothing but a fugitive.”
The young man stepped in front of Han Tae-moon and dropped Galpyeong’s head.
Kwajik.
Galpyeong’s head is stomped on by the young man’s foot, causing his brain to explode, and he dies a horrible death.
“This time it’s your turn. You won’t be able to run away even if you wanted to.”
* * *
I stroke his pride.
“……strong, weak, weak. He’s looking at you and saying that.”
Weak to the strong.
Stronger than the weak.
Cowardly, cowardly, cowardly, cowardly, and cowardly, yet he calls himself smart.
Bai Guang’s instincts are stronger than his pride, and he feels it, so he tries to run away again.
But.
“You’re going to run away from me for breaking the terms and come back stronger than ever? I’d rather be afraid.”
I scratched his pride.
“You’re afraid of my sword and you’re running away with your tail between your legs. If you admit that, there’s no need for me to try and catch you.”
Scratch, scratch, scratch. Bai Guang’s pride plummets.
“That instinctive sense you boast of, screaming at you to run away again. How ridiculous. The same instincts that ring alarm bells for those who lose and tell them to flee, but are silent for those who win. What can you do now, you loudmouth?”
At my words, Baekwang’s movements come to a screeching halt, trapped by the ice wall that surrounds him, unable to move, and he turns to face me.
“The Heavenly Sake Brewery? I doubt there are any fools in Sapa who would worship you as a brewer for running away twice from the enemy in front of them.”
“I’ll …….”
I felt his breathing become ragged at the corners of his mouth.
“Green Forest? Yeah, well, if you’re content to be an alley boss there, I suppose it’s not too bad.”
“I will …… kill you.”
The flesh rattled against the solid ice wall, and the white light was furious.
But then he said.
“If you’re going to do it, do it.”
That’s exactly what I’m aiming for.
The Emperor Sword Form. My specialty.
The Emperor’s One-Sword Charm.
In an instant, it formed into a gigantic shape,
the particles of sword steel formed a great sword.
It came out and slashed sideways between me and Bai Guang.
Piiit!
Kurrrrrrr!
The ice wall cracked open, slowly falling down in diagonal lines.