Martial God Black Bird – The Crow Takes Flight – Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Cult’s Young Master

Yeon Ja-ryong seemed to have no intention of backing down.

“Where is the Chief Administrator?”

When he didn’t back down, the Divine Cult’s martial artists tried to step forward.

Yi Cheon-yeom, without stopping them, sneered in a cold voice.

“He’s not in the Martial Alliance. He must have died while running away with his severe injuries.”

Upon hearing her answer, a murderous aura slowly began to emanate from Yeon Ja-ryong’s entire body.

The murderous aura was fierce and brutal, like sharp knives piercing flesh.

His murderous aura was so fierce and brutal that even the Divine Cult martial artists who were approaching while surrounding him flinched and stopped in their tracks.

“I’ll…… kill you all.”

It was the first time I had seen Yeon Ja-ryong so enraged.

The murderous aura, materialized and shot like arrows, collided with the flying swords rotating above Yi Cheon-yeom’s head.

Clatter…… Clatter……!

As the energies collided, space distorted, and the flying swords that were rotating above Yi Cheon-yeom’s head shook.

At that moment, a young man suddenly appeared beside her.

His appearance was seamless, as if he had been there all along.

“It’s been a while, Great Hero Yeon, Great Hero Kang.”

The young man clasped his hands together, bowed, and politely greeted them.

I found his face familiar and quickly searched my memory.

‘It’s the man from the Jin family I met at the inn.’

Yeon Ja-ryong also recognized the man.

“You’re the young hero from the Jin family.”

“It’s truly an honor that you both remember me.”

The man’s smile was clear and transparent, which made him seem even more dangerous.

“Were you a martial artist of the Divine Cult?”

At Yeon Ja-ryong’s question, he gave a sad smile.

“Unfortunately, that’s how it turned out.”

“Then you’re my enemy now.”

Yeon Ja-ryong showed intense hostility towards the man.

“Sigh……”

The young man looked up at the sky and let out a deep sigh.

“I really didn’t want to fight you two…… How about postponing this bloody fight?”

“Cult’s Young Master! What are you suddenly saying?”

At Yi Cheon-yeom’s fierce reaction, Yeon Ja-ryong and I looked at the young man with surprise.

“Cult’s Young Master…… Young Hero Jin, you really have a talent for surprising people.”

The man glared at Yi Cheon-yeom with a frightening look.

“You bitch, blinded by revenge, are spouting nonsense.”

She, momentarily flustered, lowered her head slightly and stepped back.

The man’s cold gaze, as it turned towards Yeon Ja-ryong and me, transformed into a warm spring sunlight.

“What will you do?”

Yeon Ja-ryong didn’t take his eyes off the man.

“Dong-jae, what should we do?”

The moment I heard those words, I realized he had already accepted death.

Yeon Ja-ryong seemed to have no intention of backing down, even if it meant dying here.

‘I wanted to survive until the end and show them what I’m capable of……’

The moment I heard his voice, I put aside my worries.

“If you’ve drawn your sword, you have to cut something, right?”

I said, answering his question with a smirk.

Laughter burst from Yeon Ja-ryong’s lips.

“Hahahaha……!”

With a bright smile, Yeon Ja-ryong drew his sword towards the man.

“Since Dong-jae says so, I’ll die here.”

At Yeon Ja-ryong’s answer, a smile appeared on the lips of the young man, the Cult’s Young Master.

“I knew you two would react this way.”

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I also had two friends.

We learned martial arts and literature from the same master since we were young.

We were always together, even sharing meals and sleeping, so we were much closer than brothers.

The three of us would play pranks together and secretly drink alcohol behind our master’s back.

My drunken friends used to say this.

“Let’s roam the Jianghu freely, raise our spirits, and practice chivalry.”

I also laughed heartily and vowed to share their aspirations.

However, our friendship, which seemed like it would last forever, ended in an instant.

My friends, who were laughing and chatting with me just yesterday, were nowhere to be seen this morning.

At first, I thought they were playing a prank on me.

“Hide well! The first one caught buys the drinks……!”

I shouted like that, looking for them, trying to play along with their prank.

But I searched from morning till sunset, and there wasn’t even a shadow of them.

Only then did I get a bad feeling and went to find my master.

“Master, I can’t find my friends.”

Master just gave a cold smile.

The moment I saw that smile, I felt like something was being ripped out of my chest.

Master had only spared one of his three disciples, and that was me.

“Why? ……Why did you take my friends away from me!”

I roared at Master.

“Release that anger into your martial arts. The day you surpass this master, I will gladly offer my neck to my disciple.”

The Cult’s Young Master, who had been lost in thought for a moment, drew his sword.

‘Friends who face death together…… That’s good.’

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Swish……!

The moment he drew his sword, Yeon Ja-ryong’s figure was already at his left side, aiming to decapitate him.

At the same time, the flying sword Yi Cheon-yeom sent pierced towards my neck.

Boom!

The Cult’s Young Master dodged Yeon Ja-ryong’s sword by tilting his head, and I deflected the flying sword and moved my body.

As I moved, Yi Cheon-yeom’s side profile came into view, and my sword slashed at her neck.

Crash……!

The moment my sword slashed at her neck, a flying sword, like a flash of lightning, struck the blade, and another flying sword pierced down, aiming for the top of my head.

I swung my sword, deflecting the flying sword that was piercing my head, and slashed at Yi Cheon-yeom’s body.

As the split afterimage scattered, another flying sword pierced into my side.

Bang!

Yi Cheon-yeom’s cold face brushed past the back of the blade that had struck the flying sword.

The blade chased after her figure, then abruptly changed direction, deflecting the flying sword that was aiming for my neck.

Crash……!

The flying sword, colliding with the blade, bounced into the air and then flew towards me again, aiming for my neck.

Can I survive this?

No matter how strong Yeon Ja-ryong’s and my martial arts were, we couldn’t handle the Cult’s Young Master, Yi Cheon-yeom, and the hundreds of Divine Cult martial artists.

I knew I would die here, and Yeon Ja-ryong knew it too.

With no regrets about life, what can’t we do?

In a split second, a blue flash flickered on the blade and then seeped into it.

Crash……!

I deflected the flying swords that came flying one after another and drew a line in space.

As the blade cut through space, space was sliced diagonally, and countless dots embedded themselves in the sliced space, causing cracks.

Boom!

At that moment, the flying sword that was aiming for my neck bounced up.

Crack!

The bouncing flying sword cracked and shattered into pieces, scattering in all directions.

As the fragmented flying sword scattered, Yi Cheon-yeom’s surprised eyes met mine.

I drew another line towards her surprised eyes.

Startled, Yi Cheon-yeom hurriedly stepped back, and a sharp flying sword flew towards me.

Crash……!

Along with the splitting space, the flying sword was also cut in half, then into four pieces, eight pieces, and scattered.

Along with the shattering flying sword, Yi Cheon-yeom’s uniform ripped, and blood spurted from her chin.

The moment blood spurted from her chin, her eyes gleamed with a ferocious madness.

“Kill him!”

The blade cut through space horizontally.

The split space rejoined, but a red line was drawn on Yi Cheon-yeom’s cheek as she moved backward.

The thin line widened in an instant, and blood spurted from her cheek as well.

I moved my body and swung my sword towards the Divine Cult martial artists who were coming from behind.

Crack!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

As I drew lines and dots with the blade, the martial artists’ weapons were cut down, and their bodies were also dismembered and scattered.

After dismembering four bodies in an instant, I moved towards the Divine Cult martial artists.

The weapons of the Divine Cult martial artists who rushed in succession grazed my face and body.

Thud! Thud……!

The moment I passed them, their bodies were dismembered and rolled on the ground.

Even the Divine Cult martial artists who had rushed in, disregarding death, were startled and flinched.

But my blade was already slashing their necks and dismembering their bodies as they flinched.

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When did such a gap appear between us?

Yi Cheon-yeom’s eyes, as she looked at Kang Dong-jae, were filled with despair.

Every time the blade cut through space, the necks of the Divine Cult martial artists were severed, their bodies dismembered, and scattered on the ground.

Until just a while ago, Kang Dong-jae’s martial arts were similar to hers.

Therefore, she was confident that she could kill him if she put all her effort into it.

But that was her misjudgment.

He wasn’t the Kang Dong-jae who recklessly threw himself at the Moon Shadow Duke.

Even if the Moon Shadow Duke returned alive, he wouldn’t be able to handle this Kang Dong-jae.

The fact that there was no hesitation in Kang Dong-jae’s swordsmanship was also despairing.

She found her own feelings absurd.

Kang Dong-jae was an enemy she had to kill, a sworn enemy.

Since they were enemies who had to kill each other, it was natural that there was no hesitation.

But what was this feeling of disappointment?

“Damn bastard……”

Yi Cheon-yeom denied her feelings and channeled her internal energy into the two remaining flying swords in her sleeve.

Whir……!

As if responding to her call, the flying swords that popped out of her sleeve flew towards Kang Dong-jae, who was dismembering her subordinates, like arrows.

Thud……!

The flying swords that flew like arrows pierced through Kang Dong-jae’s back.

Cough! Cough……!

The moment Yi Cheon-yeom’s eyes were about to be filled with joy, Kang Dong-jae’s back disappeared, and her subordinates, whose necks were pierced by the flying swords, collapsed.

Yi Cheon-yeom immediately moved her body.

As soon as she moved, the outer robe covering her chest ripped apart.

If she had moved even a little later, it wouldn’t have been her robe that was ripped, but her torso that would have been cut in half.

Crash……!

One of the flying swords that was piercing Kang Dong-jae’s chest shattered and scattered once again.

Now, only one flying sword remained.

Whir……

As Yi Cheon-yeom shook her arms, the weapons scattered on the ground rose up all at once.

“Die already!”

Along with her scream filled with rage, the weapons that had risen soared towards Kang Dong-jae all at once.

At that moment, a blue flash flickered on Kang Dong-jae’s blade.

Crash……!

The weapons that had poured in from all directions shattered into pieces, and the shattered fragments pierced the faces and bodies of the Divine Cult martial artists.

Thud! Thud! Thud……!

The fragments pierced their eyes and cheeks, and also embedded themselves in their arms and chests.

“Argh……!”

“Ugh……!”

As the sudden fragments pierced their bodies, the Divine Cult martial artists clutched their faces and bodies and writhed in agony.

Swish……!

Kang Dong-jae, sensing the murderous aura flying towards his back, spun his body and deflected it.

Bang!

The last remaining flying sword was also shattered and flew away by the sword.

The moment the flying sword shattered and flew away, Yi Cheon-yeom snatched the sword from a corpse’s hand.

“Kill him! Kill the Crow!”

At her command, driven by madness, the Divine Cult martial artists, who had been hesitant, threw themselves at Kang Dong-jae.