Chapter 555

Chapter 555

Jin Ja-gang closed his eyes and spoke in a completely different tone.

"On behalf of the Murim Alliance, I will clearly reveal the full truth of the Hundred Flowers Valley incident without a single doubt. If the Poison Sects committed crimes, they shall naturally receive fitting punishment."

Then he opened his eyes, looked at Baek Li-jung, and asked back.

"Do you remember?"

Those were the words Baek Li-jung had said to the young Jin Ja-gang.

Baek Li-jung answered.

"I remember. I examined all circumstances and evidence, clearly revealed the full truth and lifted the Poison Sect's grievances. However, you didn't accept the rightful judgment and harbored resentment to this day. Truly vicious. How can a person be this evil!"

Baek Li-jung imbued his voice with internal energy for all to hear, so the martial artists could hear his words.

Everyone sided with Baek Li-jung and cursed Jin Ja-gang.

"Liar!"

"Drop dead!"

"Alliance Leader! Please kill him cruelly!"

Baek Li-jung received countless cheers and pointed his finger at Jin Ja-gang.

"You wretch! You ignored even fair judgment and put forward only your narrow-minded thoughts, killing innocent people. And you brought bloodshed to jianghu, harming thousands of precious lives, so your crimes cannot be forgiven!"

The martial artists screamed in anger.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Kill the villain as an example!"

Jin Ja-gang's head tilted.

"You keep spouting nonsense, so strange people are butting in. How can we have a conversation like this?"

At Jin Ja-gang's fishy sneer, the martial artists became excited and raged.

"What conversation!"

"Let's kill the Poison Dragon and go to the Tang Family!"

"We must tear apart the Poison Dragon's family to comfort our brothers' souls!"

Instantly, the last speaker's eyes met with Jin Ja-gang's. He was a beady-eyed fellow, and he froze the moment his eyes met Jin Ja-gang's.

A strand of killing intent flew from Jin Ja-gang's body.

Baek Li-jung blocked the front and thrust out his chest while letting out a kiai.

"Ha!"

Like a lion's roar, his voice spread and the air vibrated. Jin Ja-gang's killing intent dissipated in midair.

Baek Li-jung roared in anger.

"You wretch! Still haven't come to your senses and try to kill recklessly!"

The beady-eyed martial artist who survived thanks to Baek Li-jung provoked Jin Ja-gang even more when he realized Baek Li-jung prevented his death.

"Uhahaha! Try to kill me once! You dog-like bastard. Damn bastard. Orphan without mother or father!"

Jin Ja-gang's gaze turned cold. Jin Ja-gang silently raised one hand.

Papap! Two needles popped out from his sleeve and were caught between Jin Ja-gang's fingers.

Pinggeureur. The two needles rotated between his fingers. Jin Ja-gang caught the rotating two needles and immediately threw them with flash severance technique.

Lines were drawn in the air like light beams. Baek Li-jung waved one hand. The needles got caught in the wind and flew somewhere else.

The beady-eyed martial artist was startled again but relieved once more. He raised both arms and cheered.

"Long live the Murim Alliance Leader! Long live the Murim Alliance!"

Anyone could see it was provocation toward Jin Ja-gang, trusting Baek Li-jung.

Jin Ja-gang stared at the beady-eyed martial artist. Then he extended his hand to the side again.

Whirrrr! This time four needles were caught between his fingers. Jin Ja-gang used the flash severance technique's principle to send four needles in a straight line.

Baek Li-jung shook his sleeve and burst palm force in midair.

Peng! The air shook and the four needles went astray again.

"Waaaa! Long live the Alliance Leader!"

Now not just beady-eyes but other followers cheered too. Martial artists around beady-eyes patted his shoulder in congratulation. Jin Ja-gang had failed. Beady-eyes was the only one who survived among those the Poison Dragon targeted to kill. They couldn't not congratulate. And it was all thanks to Baek Li-jung.

As long as Baek Li-jung was there, the others were safe too!

A small smile appeared at Baek Li-jung's lips. No matter how much Jin Ja-gang raged, he couldn't harm those behind without going through him. Rather, it made followers trust and rely on Baek Li-jung more. His presence stood out.

This was respect for one with unparalleled martial might through the ages and natural courtesy.

"Waaaa! Long live Alliance Leader! Long live Unbreakable Heavenly Sword!"

"Poison Dragon and the like can go to hell!"

The martial artists' cheers shaking the great training ground satisfied Baek Li-jung.

Satisfied.

Murim's final greatest under heaven.

That was precisely himself.

How desperately had he wanted this position? How much hardship and blood, sweat and tears were needed to stand in this position?

Yet he finally achieved it.

The terrible thirst that had tormented Baek Li-jung seemed to be quenched all at once...

Or so he thought.

Jin Ja-gang raised both arms.

Three needles each popped out between the fingers of both hands.

The martial artists no longer feared Jin Ja-gang. As long as Baek Li-jung blocked the front, they knew whatever methods Jin Ja-gang used were useless.

Beady-eyes provoked Jin Ja-gang.

"Asura my ass! If you're an Asura, we have Unbreakable Heavenly Sword as Sakra! Get struck by lightning and die!"

[TL Note- Sakra means Buddhist Deity]

Jin Ja-gang glared at beady-eyes and raised both hands. Five needles spun round and round on both hands' fingers.

Jin Ja-gang vigorously swung his arms forward and shot ten needles at once toward beady-eyes.

Baek Li-jung didn't miss the opportunity and intervened.

"Let me show you the difference in martial power."

Baek Li-jung pulled one hand back then stretched it forward, spreading his palm. Then he firmly grasped the air.

Crunch!

Space compressed and crumpled making an unpleasant rupturing sound. The ten needles flying faster than an eye blink bent and broke in midair and simply dropped.

Clatter.

The Murim Alliance's martial artists trembled at Baek Li-jung's martial might. They cheered even louder.

Baek Li-jung's internal energy that even dominated space already transcended human.

Baek Li-jung said to Jin Ja-gang.

"Even the Demon General Manifestation would be powerless before me. I already transcended escaping demons and achieved complete unity of god and demon. Even if the Demonic Cult's leader came again or summoned the Demon General, they'd be mere children before me."

Jin Ja-gang raised both hands again.

Whirr!

"Unity of god and demon? When have you ever encountered god?"

Unity of god and demon meant being in the same ultimate state of orthodox and demonic paths. One who achieved both the orthodox path's ultimate realm and demonic path's transcendent realm simultaneously.

"One who doesn't know good becomes pure evil itself and appears like good in others' eyes, but does that mean true good was achieved?"

Whirrrrr! The poison needles rotated even more fiercely.

"That's just delusion."

Baek Li-jung's eyebrows twitched. Jin Ja-gang was speaking to Baek Li-jung right now but hadn't looked at Baek Li-jung even once. He kept staring only at beady-eyes.

Jin Ja-gang repeatedly swung his arms.

Flash, even faster flash severance technique than before flew. Baek Li-jung reached out his palm with an amused expression and grasped space.

Ujiik!

This time making a rougher sound than before, the poison needles bent. The bent poison needles dropped to the ground and rolled around.

Whirrrr.

Jin Ja-gang drew ten needles on his ten fingers again. Then he threw them at beady-eyes again.

Baek Li-jung waved his arm in an annoyed manner. Poison needles caught on Baek Li-jung's fingers, back of hand, wrist, etc. bounced off futilely. Not a single scratch on Baek Li-jung's skin. Tremendous internal energy protected his body like diamond indestructibility.

Yet Jin Ja-gang was drawing poison needles again.

What meaning could there be in continuously doing the same thing?

Both beady-eyes and the martial artists were puzzled. He was definitely aiming at beady-eyes. He'd been staring at beady-eyes the whole time.

But why keep doing something useless?

The internal energy for throwing poison needles was wasteful, and poison needles must be limited in number, so wasn't the waste regrettable?

However, Jin Ja-gang didn't seem to find it wasteful at all.

Ping! Piing!

The poison needles Jin Ja-gang shot with flash severance technique made sharp air-cutting sounds. Baek Li-jung retrieved his swung arm and drew a circle in reverse to strike down the poison needles.

Tititing. Sparks flew when poison needles and Baek Li-jung's fingers collided. At that moment, the next poison needles had already left Jin Ja-gang's hands.

Baek Li-jung's movements became even faster.

Taang, tatang! Sparks became more intense and sounds grew louder. Taeng! Taeng! Sparks burst and now it almost sounded like metal skewers clashing.

Through the sparks, beady-eyes met Jin Ja-gang's gaze with his mouth open in absurdity. Already over a hundred were thrown.

Taetaetaeng! Taeng! Sparks flew and flames bloomed ceaselessly. Poison smeared on needles burned, producing thin smoke. Even though Baek Li-jung deflected them all, hearing dozens of poison needles bouncing into the air and continuously ringing metal sounds made bodies flinch involuntarily.

"What... to kill just me, to this extent..."

The beady-eyed martial artist's face gradually darkened. Jin Ja-gang glared at beady-eyes and opened his eyes wide.

Flinch!

Beady-eyes instantly sensed Jin Ja-gang would concentrate power on this one move. The moment he saw Jin Ja-gang flick his wrist, even though Baek Li-jung was blocking, he instinctively flinched.

"Eheop!"

Beady-eyes shrunk in fright. Simultaneously, a very thick white line pierced through space and created very large sparks on Baek Li-jung's back of hand.

Ttaaang!

This one poison needle that flew had such power it wasn't completely broken and just passed with changed trajectory.

Baek Li-jung's arm stiffened for a moment. A blackish scorch mark appeared on the back of his hand. Baek Li-jung's eyebrows twisted slightly.

Jin Ja-gang quietly muttered to himself.

"It missed."

He said it missed but something about the atmosphere was strange.

Martial artists looked around. The beady-eyed martial artist also looked left and right faster than anyone, checking what happened.

A long needle was stuck between some unknown martial artist's eyebrows and pierced through to the back of his head. He didn't know he was hit by a poison needle until surrounding people looked at him and pointed, then he finally realized.

"Eok! Eoeoeok!"

His eyes rolled inward as extinction flowers bloomed on his body, and he collapsed vomiting blood.

"Euaaa!"

Martial artists near him backed away in chaos to avoid getting caught in poison energy.

The beady-eyed martial artist couldn't even think of fleeing and collapsed on the spot as strength left his legs.

"Th-that person...!"

No. It didn't miss. That person shouted at Jin Ja-gang to go to hell earlier. He precisely pierced that person's eyebrows, so how could that be called missing!

Tremble tremble. The beady-eyed martial artist's whole body shook. He looked at Jin Ja-gang while feeling terror visit again. Jin Ja-gang stared directly at him, which seemed to say "next time is your turn."

"Why... what am I that you'd do this to someone like me..."

The beady-eyed martial artist almost cried from injustice. He was scared. He wasn't even important enough to receive this treatment, so why!