Chapter 547

Chapter 547

Feng Shi and the martial artists who had rushed in felt chills run down their spines. Hair stood on end all the way to the tips and they trembled.

The sword qi that Taoist Ya-gang had unleashed with his lifelong internal energy vanished!

They thought he would at least inflict some damage on Jin Ja-gang and shake his stance to create an opening, but he couldn't cause any disturbance at all.

Moreover, Jin Ja-gang's gaze was already directed at them.

Feng Shi shouted once more at the top of his lungs.

"If we back down now, we all die!"

Not just the masters but all the martial artists charged forward shouting.

"Aaaagh!"

"Die, you monster!"

The sword qi and sword energy they unleashed was blinding. Light scattered dizzyingly.

Jin Ja-gang released all the Asura Divine Scripture threads into the air.

Asura Divine Scripture, Forty Fold Life Severing Thread!

Swooooosh!

In the whirlwind of the Asura Divine Scripture, sword qi crumbled and sword energy bounced away.

Caught one after another in the Asura Divine Scripture striking like a raging torrent, the martial artists' bodies were shredded along with their weapons.

They knew using sword qi was more dangerous as the poison qi would burn and spread as poison smoke, but they had no choice. Only sword qi could block the Asura Divine Scripture.

The ground surface in front of Jin Ja-gang was torn up as if ripped open, and over it poured bloody pus and chunks of flesh that had once been part of living people. The martial artists split left and right to target Jin Ja-gang. Jin Ja-gang crossed both arms in front of his chest then forcefully spread them to both sides. The Asura Divine Scripture threads that had been whipping about like a whip in front split left and right as if pushed by waves in a large rotation. Then dropping diagonally with snapping sounds, they pierced through the bodies of martial artists attacking from both sides.

"Urk!"

The Asura Divine Scripture pierced through the martial artists' bodies in a row and embedded into the ground. The martial artists were skewered as they charged and froze unable to move.

"Kgh..."

As poison penetrated into their bodies, red extinction flowers began to bloom on the skin of the martial artists skewered by the Asura Divine Scripture.

Bubble bubble, their blood boiled over and their bodies melted.

Even the martial artists who managed to survive this horrific and overwhelming martial force lost their fighting spirit and froze.

They had killed thousands yet here were merely five hundred.

Normally this would be a confident number, but each time the Asura Divine Scripture spread and retracted, dozens disappeared, so the empty spaces became immediately noticeable.

Even without being directly attacked, martial artists with lower martial arts inhaled the spreading poison qi and were indirectly poisoned, vomiting blood. Martial artists at a level where they couldn't even approach Jin Ja-gang might as well not exist.

"Poison swamp..."

Feng Shi let out a groan.

As the bodies of the dead melted into poison water and the poison water again emitted poison qi, the surroundings were being eroded by poison qi. They could clearly see how the poison swamps left where Jin Ja-gang massacred and passed were created.

As the poison qi grew thicker and the range of the poison swamp widened, the space for martial artists to maneuver was shrinking. Even approaching closely wasn't easy. The martial artists hesitated and retreated backward.

Even the masters who had drawn out sword qi were the same.

Though they were in a position where they needed to settle the match as quickly as possible once they started using sword qi, they had no choice but to retreat.

Within a radius of about fifty zhang centered on Jin Ja-gang was filled with poison qi. Not a single living person was inside.

Jin Ja-gang openly raised both arms and explosively released his internal energy to the fullest.

KWAAAAAH!

The atmosphere rippled and from the explosion's aftermath, poison qi was pushed out in all directions like waves.

The martial artists were shocked and wildly released palm force.

Bang babang! Sounds of air bursting came from here and there. The approaching poison qi hesitated. But just pushing it away with palm force didn't make it disappear. It quickly rushed back in.

"Kuk."

Feng Shi hastily covered his mouth and nose. A terrible smell sharply stung his nose.

Feng Shi shouted.

"Don't retreat!"

The martial artists hesitated. Since they'd already drawn out sword qi anyway, there was no place or time to retreat further. It might be better to fight while some strength still remained.

The martial artists gritted their teeth and reorganized their battle lines to charge at Jin Ja-gang again.

However, Feng Shi pretended to charge out together but stopped. They were moths throwing themselves into the poison swamp. Facing the Poison Dragon required one excellent master, not numbers below that level which were meaningless.

Feng Shi already knew this. While the martial artists threw their bodies like grass and blocked Jin Ja-gang's view, Feng Shi retreated backward with Mount Hua Sect's martial artists who hadn't drawn out sword qi.

But then.

Prick!

Suddenly his sole stung and a thin thread protruded like a needle through the top of his foot. Feng Shi looked ahead in surprise.

Dense poison smoke and acrid poison qi. And numerous martial artists charging at Jin Ja-gang. Between their chaotic feet, Jin Ja-gang could be dimly seen kneeling with his hand on the ground. Though it was a rather distant distance and many were blocking the way, through that brief gap, Jin Ja-gang and Feng Shi's gazes met.

Jin Ja-gang's eyes were extremely cold.

Feng Shi felt his spine chill. Without thinking deeper, he cut off his own toes. The toes remained on the ground pierced by the Asura Divine Scripture that protruded from the earth, then began melting as bloody foam flowed from the cross-section.

Feng Shi couldn't stand it anymore due to the chills and fled. Mount Hua Sect's martial artists hesitated then ran after Feng Shi.

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"Kugh, kuk."

Feng Shi stopped the bleeding and limped through the bushes.

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists who came with him also frequently looked back with anxious expressions. Though Shanyang was already out of sight, they were nervous not knowing when Jin Ja-gang might appear.

Feng Shi encouraged them.

"No matter how much of a Poison Dragon he is, he won't have time to kill everyone remaining and follow us."

The martial artists' expressions were dark. Mount Hua Sect had taken the lead in gathering people but ended up abandoning them and fleeing.

Feng Shi encouraged the martial artists.

"I know what you're thinking. But we have work to do. If not us, who will protect Mount Hua?"

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists said with heavy expressions.

"But didn't the Poison Dragon say he would visit Mount Hua?"

That was the worry.

It was Jin Ja-gang who visited even Shaolin Temple alone.

Seeing today's momentum, it didn't seem Mount Hua Sect could survive Jin Ja-gang's hands either.

The shock of seeing Zhongnan Sect's sect leader Taoist Ya-gang unable to exert much power before his entire arm flew off was still vivid.

Sword qi... after witnessing the sword qi they believed invincible vanish in an instant, even their confidence disappeared.

Feng Shi pressed.

"Why are you all making such weak sounds! No matter how much he rampages, in the end he's alone. He alone can't accomplish everything."

"Do you mean... there's a way to stop the Poison Dragon?"

"The Murim Alliance's establishment date is not far off. He won't have time to visit Mount Hua. What if we gather other sects first and head to Sichuan before then?"

"You mean to attack Tang Family Manor? But there's still Mount Qingcheng..."

"No, we don't need to attack Tang Family Manor. Just stationing in front as if we will attack is sufficient pressure. He has a wife and children. If he loses Tang Family, he becomes a lone orphan completely isolated in jianghu. He won't be able to act rashly."

Feng Shi ground his teeth as if growing angrier the more he thought about it.

"That's why he deliberately went around exterminating hostile sects from Qinghai. Afraid of being struck from behind when his position is empty."

Isolate Jin Ja-gang!

"Without roots, he won't last long either. He'll wander like duckweed committing massacres and eventually fall."

"We should inform the Unbreakable Heavenly Sword of this in advance."

"Of course. The Unbreakable Heavenly Sword couldn't leave Nanchang to help us because he feared being attacked by the Poison Dragon in that gap. If only we succeed in this plan, the Murim Alliance will hold its establishment ceremony safely without interference. And Mount Hua's standing will rise accordingly."

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists looked at each other and nodded.

It made sense. Pressuring Sichuan could be the decisive move to suppress Jin Ja-gang.

A Mount Hua Sect martial artist asked.

"Then where should we go now?"

"Returning to Mount Hua won't stop him. You secretly head to Sichuan. And wait until I contact you. I'll go to Nanchang to seek the Unbreakable Heavenly Sword's cooperation."

"Then..."

At that moment.

Piiing...

A small, sharp sound of cutting through air rang out. The martial artists ducked in surprise.

A line was drawn far above their heads. It was so thin it was faint. The Mount Hua Sect martial artists enhanced their vision and looked carefully at the line.

Ping!

One more line was drawn diagonally. The drawn line wrapped around a tall oak tree, changed direction, and crossed through the air again.

Ping ping ping!

Like strings of a stringed instrument, dozens of threads stretched tautly like a spider web crossing above the martial artists' heads.

"Huh?"

And one person stood on top looking down at the Mount Hua Sect martial artists.

Needless to say, it was Jin Ja-gang.

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists shouted in surprise.

"Al-already!"

Did he kill everyone in that time and even follow them!

Jin Ja-gang asked coldly.

"Using people as shields, where are you going?"

Since he followed them here, further escape was meaningless. The Mount Hua Sect martial artists drew their swords and tried to deploy a sword formation, but with Jin Ja-gang above their heads, properly forming a sword formation was difficult.

Jin Ja-gang stood with arms crossed on top of the Asura Divine Scripture stretched in midair and opened his mouth.

"I'll truly ask out of curiosity."

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists shouted.

"Shut up, you villain!"

Jin Ja-gang asked regardless.

"Mount Hua Sect's Northern Li Sword Immortal went out for a duel with the Sword King and disappeared under mysterious circumstances. You know the Righteous Alliance is involved in that, and the Unbreakable Heavenly Sword is under suspicion. Yet... why are you still supporting the Unbreakable Heavenly Sword?"

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists looked up and shouted.

"You expect us to believe your words at face value!"

"Who are you trying to deceive! Your words are all lies!"

Jin Ja-gang said.

"I see. Then what about the incident at Baek Li Manor that occurred afterward? A master of Mount Hua Sect died there too. As known, I was not there at that place."

The Mount Hua Sect martial artists didn't even listen with half an ear to Jin Ja-gang's words.

"How do we know whether you were there or not!"

"You must have used people to create false whereabouts and made them testify falsely! If it's you, you'd do that and more."

"Demon King or whatever, you might deceive others but you can't deceive us!"

"Murderer! If anyone should die, it's you!"

"How dare someone of lowly birth presume to lecture us?"

"If you'll kill us, hurry up and do it!"

Jin Ja-gang said no more and looked down at the Mount Hua Sect martial artists. The Mount Hua Sect martial artists also knew they would die anyway and were desperately defiant.

One sneered at Jin Ja-gang.

"You said you'd visit Mount Hua but desperately chased us, so even visiting Mount Hua was ultimately a lie! If you planned to kill everyone anyway, you could have attacked after we returned to Mount Hua Sect!"

He pointed his finger at Jin Ja-gang.

"You say inconsistent things even now and ask us to believe your story... aaaagh!"

The finger of the one pointing at Jin Ja-gang flew through the air.

Piing! Piing ping!

The Asura Divine Scripture began moving as if alive. Not just the finger but below that martial artist's wrist was cut into dozens of pieces.

"Aaaaaaagh!"

The martial artist who had pointed his finger screamed desperately and grabbed his severed wrist.

Jin Ja-gang said in a cold voice.

"I happened to overhear your conversation while passing by. Didn't you say you were going to Sichuan, not Mount Hua?"

Killing intent poured from Jin Ja-gang's eyes.

"Yet to make me appear untrustworthy, you lie that you were going to Mount Hua?"