Chapter 75

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Where the floor had been completely torn away, a long staircase stretched down, connecting to an underground chamber.

Even as Jowoo and his party headed for the underground chamber, Hongsal Noya, who had been watching from a distance, could only bite his lips until they bled, unable to muster the courage to approach them.

'The survival of the Black King Clan is at stake!'

Surrounded by trembling fear, ten black-robed elders soon appeared around him.

"Hongsal."

The Black King Ten Annihilators, who had received the signal from Hongsal Noya, had finally arrived on the scene.

"Where is the assassin? Hmm!"

As the assassin, sensing the presence of Jowoo and his party, exchanged glances with the remaining nine and was about to hastily activate their technique,

"Stop, don't go!"

The assassin turned back with a face full of confusion.

He had thought a formidable opponent had appeared, as he had fully unleashed the deadly Red Death Technique.

But why were the Black King Ten Annihilators, gathered in one place, being told not to chase the assassin?

"Are they not enemies of the Black King Clan?"

Hongsal Noya, shaking his head wildly, gave an answer that was utterly unbelievable.

"Chasing them will result in total annihilation."

The Black King Ten Annihilators.

Their martial arts level within the Black King Clan was a closely guarded secret.

But Hongsal Noya was different.

In the past, he was the leader of the Extreme Killing Sect, which had been defeated by the Black Heaven Alliance.

He had fought against the Black King Clan, which had backed the Black Heaven Alliance, and knew better than anyone else how powerful they were.

"Did you say 'total annihilation'?"

The reason Hongsal Noya became the chief of the Black King Clan was due to his cold and composed nature.

Even when the last member of the Extreme Killing Sect died in a bloodbath, or when a sword was pointed at his throat and he was forced to kneel, his cold, indifferent eyes never wavered.

Yet, now, Hongsal Noya was trembling like a leaf.

What could have made the embodiment of coldness so terrified?

Hongsal Noya, still trembling, forced out his words.

"Leave this place quickly! He is someone who might not even be matched by the combined forces of the entire Black King Clan!"

"…What?"

If anyone else had tried to stop them, they would have already charged into battle several times.

But these words, coming from the lips of the cold and composed Hongsal Noya, who knew the importance of the headquarters better than anyone, were truly mind-boggling.

If they abandoned this place, the existence of the Black King Clan could not be guaranteed.

In the end, the leader of the Ten Annihilators, the assassin, turned away from Hongsal Noya with a resolute expression.

"Let's go."

Soon, the figures of the Black King Ten Annihilators dispersed like a thin mist.

"No, no!"

At the same time as Hongsal Noya's scream, which was almost a wail,

Boom!

The roof of the Six Zhou Guesthouse exploded.

What was flying in all directions was not just countless pieces of broken tiles.

The Black King Ten Annihilators, spurting fountains of blood, were being flung out at a speed faster than they had charged in!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

As the dust settled, the imposing figure of the young sword god, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, was revealed.

The assassin, who was now embedded in the wall, was trembling violently.

The expression on his face was more one of confusion than pain.

He had no idea what technique he had fallen victim to.

Just as he felt a faint afterimage, he was hit with a pain akin to being struck by a cannon, and was flung out.

"Th-This… What…!"

He quickly got up, enduring the excruciating pain of his shattered body.

As he examined his opponent, he found that there was no aura on the sword of the young sword god.

Was it not a technique just now?

Then, could the move that turned them into pancakes be the True Qi Emission?

In simpler terms, it was the Protective True Qi.

The simplest and most effective defensive stance of a high-level martial artist, which materializes internal true qi to protect the body.

However, no matter how great the Protective True Qi of any martial artist he knew, it could not explain this imposing figure.

How could a Protective True Qi that could fling away all the Black King Ten Annihilators in one go even exist in this world?

Even the Flame Devil Great True Qi of the Sun God Palace, which is hailed as the strongest Protective True Qi in martial history, could not possibly fling away all the Black King Ten Annihilators.

Jowoo's indifferent eyes swept over the Black King Ten Annihilators, who were lying in various positions.

"Trying to ambush me recklessly, huh."

But Jowoo was inwardly quite surprised.

A part of the long robe covering his chest was charred black, revealing bare skin.

There are countless hidden experts in the vast world, and the martial world is indeed full of surprises the more you experience it.

In the past, he might have been reduced to a puddle of blood from the combined attack just now.

"Hey, you, the pile of ashes."

Jowoo pointed at the assassin with a glance.

His aura was unmistakably familiar.

Jowoo soon tilted his head, his eyes filled with doubt.

"…Black Heaven Great Killer?"

It was undoubtedly true.

Those ashen, gray eyes filled with a sinister aura.

Those gray eyes of the assassin were too similar to those of the Black Heaven Great Killer.

"Could he be my master? No, those old devils are dead. Then, he must be a senior brother."

The master of the Black Heaven Great Killer was known to be the legendary Black and White Duo of the evil path.

But the Black and White Duo had died a long time ago.

So, he must have been a senior brother who studied with the Black Heaven Great Killer.

A sinister and eerie smile appeared on the lips of the assassin.

"Those wretched ones who could only take half of my skills, dare to call me their master?"

"Hmm?"

Black and White, emerging from the gray?

Jowoo's eyes widened.

"Damn! So, the legendary Black and White Duo were your disciples?"

It was a well-known fact that the Black and White Duo had studied together, but no one knew their roots. Now, one of the long-kept secrets of the martial world was being revealed.

"Then, who are you?"

The assassin did not answer, but was giving signals to his comrades with his ashen eyes.

The Ten Annihilators, who had recovered somewhat by controlling their true qi, gathered around the assassin again in a 'pin' formation.

They were now emitting intense hostility towards Jowoo once more.

"Old man in green, you were the worst. You were the first to attack Gahui in the midst of the chaos, weren't you?"

The wound on Jowoo's chest was the result of Gahui recklessly blocking the attack.

"Brother, you're still naive. In the evil path, the older ones are the most shameless. Masculinity? They probably gave it to dogs a hundred years ago."

Jin Gahui, who had appeared, sneered with a bitter expression, but for Green, it was a completely normal action.

Cutting off the weakest link of the enemy is the most basic of military tactics.

"Look at these old men. They look like they can kill with just their eyes. What are they all doing this at their age? Do they still have ambitions for wealth and glory? Don't they need to look for a burial plot?"

"…"

"…"

The Ten Annihilators, who had weathered countless storms over countless years, were not the kind to easily fall for such low-level psychological warfare.

Despite this, Jowoo's mental attacks showed no sign of stopping.

"Are you still greedy for wealth at your age? Isn't health the most important? Even if you go to a place with the best scenery and only see and feel good things, you might not even live a full life."

Jowoo clicked his tongue and continued in his usual clear voice.

"At your age, you start to cry at the sight of passing clouds. Do you know why? Shit! Because you don't have much time left! How sad must it be. Isn't that right, Green?"

"Sure, sure. When you wake up in the morning, your eyes are full of crust. Shit, it's so dirty. If you don't wash for a day, your body will probably start to smell like pus."

Attacking someone's age is second only to attacking their parents in terms of fear.

No matter how much one doesn't want to get involved in psychological warfare, as a human, it's impossible not to feel a strange anger deep down.

Yan Shangluo looked at the old men (?) with a sympathetic gaze.

"No matter how beautiful a woman passes by, what use is it? Shit, what can you do! Rape is not possible in the realm of old women. Hey! Have you ever heard of a rape monster?"

Jin Gahui tilted her head.

"I've heard of rape monsters, but rape old monsters…"

Jin Gahui and Yan Shangluo, who were second to none in verbal sparring, joined forces with Jowoo, and finally, a rough voice burst out from the assassin.

"Roar-!"

"Sure, I'll roar."

"I'll roar twice."

"Ha! I'll roar three times!"

The assassin instantly froze with a dumbfounded expression.

What kind of bastards are these?

He had seen countless scoundrels of the evil path, but these were on a different level.

Do they have no parents?

Jowoo summoned two chairs from the air and placed one on the side of the Black King Ten Annihilators, then sat down in front of them.

"Who is the leader among the old men? Or is there someone higher? Since you didn't come to fight, don't worry. Let's talk and negotiate nicely. Negotiate!"

"Reveal your true identity first!"

"Ah, your eyes are dim. I thought you were great hidden rulers of the evil path."

Unlike Hongsal Noya, who constantly interacted with the secular world, the Black King Ten Annihilators were martial artists who knew nothing but martial arts.

They didn't even know that the number of orthodox martial seats in the current era had changed from seven to eight.

"He is the young sword god."

Hongsal Noya, still tense, answered.

"God?"

The old martial artists, who knew better than anyone that the title of 'god' in the martial world is not given lightly, could not help but feel the weight of the nickname.

"Ugh…."

If it were just a rumor, they might have scoffed, but having experienced the imposing figure that flung them away with just protective true qi, the assassin felt an endless frustration.

How could someone so young achieve such a level of martial arts?

If he had undergone the elixir of immortality, there would be some white marks on his temples, but there weren't.

Since he wasn't fighting and was instead proposing a