Chapter 329 Awakening Jinmu Battlefield (6)

Chapter 329: Awakening Jinmu Battlefield (6)

There is a saying in the martial world:

The Ten Kings survey the world, and the Seven Lords make it tremble.

What this means is that once you reach the level of a teenage master, you’ve secured your position and don’t move around much. The Seven Factions, however, possess those seeking attention and dart around busily to build their influence.

Psychopathic killers like the Blood Thief or the Bear Thief who died by my hand gained their notoriety for this very reason.

And true to his nature as a Seven-Faced, Son Baek displayed immense power.

Kwoong!

“Thwack!”

Kwoong!

“Kweon!”

Every time the thousand-jin iron ball (weighing two hundred jin) passed down in the Son family moved, the enemies let out death cries that could only be expressed in Hangul and were crushed into bloody pulp.

Thud! Thud!

“Gah!”

“Gurgh!”

Enemies struck by the iron-clad gauntlet he’d invested his life savings in had bones shattered through their skin, turning them into boneless chicken before dying instantly.

“D-Dong-O-Pae!”

“Yikes! Don’t push!”

“Monster…!”

Thanks to this, the enemies were thrown into a panic, desperately trying to escape their positions.

And the Hoyeon Society.

“Kill them all!”

“If Yama asks, tell him you died because of the vengeance of the innocent people you killed. ”

“Go to hell!”

The blades sharpened by years of their pent-up resentment overwhelmed the warriors of the Lion Clan.

It was an unstoppable force.

The Lion Clan, already reeling from the surprise attack, began to collapse entirely.

But, as they say, even a rotten fish is still a fish.

Even if their skills had dulled from long captivity, their essence remained.

From the mire of defeat, the Lion Clan’s masters burst forth.

“Homa Gate, form your battle lines!”

“Hell’s Guard warriors, fall back!”

“The Iron Blood Corps, hold your ground and block the enemy!”

As the masters blocked their path, the rest of the men began moving in perfect unison according to orders.

“Dare to attack the Lion Clan? You must want to die!”

Paf-paf-paf. Kwaaang!

When the allied charge was halted, Son Baek swiftly launched his Heavenly Weighted Spear to pin down the enemies.

Thud!

The Heavenly Weight made a loud clang but bounced away feebly, .

Of course.

This was, after all, a combined force of three factions belonging to the Lion Clan.

Even if the leader himself wasn’t participating, the field commanders were all peerless masters.

No matter how formidable Son Baek was, he couldn’t possibly match three against one.

“Hmph!”

He hurled the Heavenly Weight Spear once more and shouted.

“The Heaven-Shattering Spear shatters the enemy’s formation!”

At his cry, a hundred masters burst forth from the Hoyeon Society’s camp.

Though each wielded different weapons, they shared a common trait.

They were all masters.

“We’ll break through at the cost of our lives!”

Honor!

Each boasted a maddened fighting spirit.

A fierce, back-and-forth battle began between the Hoyeon Society, determined to break through at any cost, and the Saja Alliance, desperate to buy time.

What am I doing?

What else could I do?

“Are you sure you don’t need any help?”

“We’re dying here, why keep pushing? We’re human too, we need to rest when we can.”

I’m resting.

After seven days on the run, the condition of the Black Coral was beyond words.

“If this continues, won’t the damage to them become too great?”

“Even if the damage is great, we must overcome it somehow.”

“Huh! But they’re living beings…”

Truthfully, if I joined the fight, we could win easily.

Simply eliminating the three standing before Sonbaek would completely crush the enemy.

But the Hoyeon Society hasn’t built a proper reputation yet.

If we defeat the Lion Clan ourselves this time, we’ll gain the honor to unite all of Honam.

‘When the time comes, I suppose I should recommend the name Jeonryonghoe. Or Jeonwanghoe would be fine too.’

After briefly contemplating advice that would become the backbone of the Hoyeon Association, I consoled the Black Tiger Danju, who let out a sigh of regret.

“Huh…”

“Don’t worry too much. They will prevail.”

“Is there some plan?”

“Not exactly, but the Hoyeon Society is strong. Stronger than you imagine, Danju.”

With that, I focused my gaze on Son Baek, who was fighting frantically.

* * *

Sonbaek, suddenly confronted by the masters, was overwhelmed.

“Gah!”

Whack! Crash!

The black-clad warrior struck the enemies , but failed to inflict significant damage.

Amidst this, allies were visibly falling.

“Guh!”

“Gurgle.”

In his panic, Sonbaek glanced back.

‘No. Today, I must win alone.’

He had already received help several times.

Moreover, they had laid out such a perfect setup.

No matter how many sacrifices it took, this time, Hoyeonhoe had to win on its own.

Sonbaek, his resolve set, let out a battle cry.

He resolved to give it his all.

‘I won’t look back!’

The martial arts that elevated him to the position of the Seven Generals, the Mountain-Shattering General’s Divine Skill.

And the divine weapon passed down through the Son family, the Heavenly Weight Spear.

As the divine martial arts technique, capable of shattering mountains and splitting the earth, manifested, the gazes of the three masters facing him changed.

They sensed its power was no ordinary feat.

When his figure, shrouded in darkness, vanished.

“Gah!”

Crackle.

The one who had barely blocked Sonbaek’s palm strike was sent flying, spitting blood from his mouth.

The overwhelming breakthrough power had shattered not only his defensive aura but his sword strike itself.

The remaining two attempted to counterattack immediately.

CRASH!

“Waaah!”

The thousand-pound hammer that flew straight at him first crushed the retreating man’s entire body.

Extreme penetrating power and ultimate destructive force.

This was the secret technique of the martial arts passed down through the Son family.

Of course, Son Baek wasn’t unscathed either.

Having drawn upon an immense amount of internal energy in such a short time, his energy flow was disrupted, and his legs trembled.

Sensing the opening, the two masters swiftly swung their weapons.

“How dare you!”

“You won’t walk out of here alive!”

Yet, he merely smiled with an unflappable composure, showing not a trace of fear.

“……?”

Instantly, danger signals flashed in both their minds, but it was already too late.

Stopping now would have meant certain injury , so they swung their weapons with even greater force.

And then, in that instant.

POW!

A short sword shot out from the darkness, slicing one man’s abdomen clean in two.

From chest to lower abdomen.

Splatter.

The ambushed man died, his intestines spilling out, without even a chance to scream.

A death too futile for someone called a supreme master.

And the one who delivered that death was none other than Beogung-ri, master of the Prajna Gate—one of the Five Great Gates of the Underworld.

Son Baek, barely holding back the surging energy, muttered.

“Pffft. Does our Hoyeon Society look like a bunch of fools to you, you damn bastard from the heretical sect?”

Bukgung-ri swiftly moved to separate the two.

“If you want to kill the leader, you’ll have to get past me first.”

“Guhk. Dammit!”

The Three Heavenly Lords of the Homa Sect, Dubaek-sang, and Bukgung-ri swung their weapons at each other.

The situation changed abruptly.

While Bukgung-ri held off the Lion Clan’s supreme master, Sonbaek, having recovered his strength, began clearing a path for the Hocheondan .

Behind the Hocheondan, the warriors of the 1,500-strong Hoyeon Association surged forward.

But that wasn’t all.

The elite forces of the Banyabo, led by Bukgung-ri, were active everywhere, completely shattering the enemy formations.

All this unfolded in less than a moment.

Faced with this, Du Baek-sang had no choice but to order a retreat.

‘If we continue like this, we’ll only meet a dog’s death.’

It was less about saving his men and more about the self-serving selfishness unique to the Sapa faction—the belief that only his own survival mattered.

“Ugh!”

CRASH!

He made up his mind and unleashed his inner strength with all his might, sending North Palace Village flying far away.

He immediately declared a retreat.

“Retreat!”

At his shout, the warriors of the Lion Clan turned and began fleeing in unison.

“The Hoyeon Society, do not pursue the enemy!”

Son Baek roared like a lion to halt the pursuit.

Watching the Lion Clan warriors flee in panic, a roar of victory erupted from the Hoyeon Society camp.

Waaah-!

Soon, all of the Hoyeon Society embraced each other, sharing the joy of victory.

“We won!”

“We defeated the Lion Clan bastards !”

“You bastards from the Sapa! If you ever come back, your heads will be chopped off!”

How many innocent civilians from Honam had perished at the hands of the Lion Clan over the years?

Some of them were relatives and close friends of the warriors present here, so the sense of accomplishment from succeeding in revenge was beyond compare.

Meanwhile, watching this scene, North Palace Lord frowned and asked.

“Is it truly acceptable to let them go like this?”

He was asking if they should not pursue the enemy.

Though we achieved a great victory, more than half of them survived.

There was no guarantee they wouldn’t return someday as blades to stab the Hoyeon Society.

“Even a cornered cat will bite a mouse, won’t it? To build a force capable of facing the Lion Clan, we must conserve our strength as much as possible now.”

“That may be true, but…”

Bukgung-ri nodded in agreement.

“Isn’t it more accurate to say the mouse bites the cat?”

“……”

* * *

Among the Lion Clan warriors, six hundred had survived.

After assessing the situation, the two hundred commanders of the Homa Gate held onto hope.

Though many had perished, most were mere lowly soldiers barely capable of wielding swords.

The First Elder of the Iron Blood Sect and the Second Lord of the Hell’s Treasure had died , but that was none of his concern.

No, perhaps.

‘The Lord will not reprimand us.’

Lord Homamun might even greatly commend us for weakening our rival’s strength.

[Move as fast as possible and take the lead!]

Having finished his calculations, he sent a telepathic message to his subordinates.

This was to position the Homa Gate at the forefront, preparing for any possible enemy pursuit.

After all, preserving strength to the utmost would save face.

However, this strategy by the Two-Hundred-Soldier Corps ultimately backfired spectacularly.

“We’ve been waiting.”

Three hundred warriors appeared before Dubaek-sang, who led the Homa Gate at the very front.

Masters who looked anything but ordinary at first glance.

Upon seeing the stern-faced inspector leading them, Du Baek-sang’s heart sank.

“……Who is it?”

“Danun.”

“Blue Dragon Sword? How did you suddenly get here…?!

” , you talk too much.”

A blue aura covered the sky like a cloud.

* * *

Having followed the fleeing men just in case, I couldn’t contain my shock at Danun’s strike.

Kwaaang!

The Azure Cloud Crimson River Sword.

The flowing green energy, like clouds, forming a river of blood remained unchanged from before.

But within it, I sensed an aura I had never felt before.

What I mean is…

“Wow… That’s insane. What on earth… at that age?!”

It meant Danun had shattered the thick wall of the Absolute Realm and entered the Fire Realm.

It’s unfair, so unfair.

“I suffered like hell just to barely enter the Fire Realm!”

That bastard Danun, stuck in Honam dealing with nothing but trash from the heretical sects, just got a free level-up, didn’t he?

But whether he knew of my grievance or not, Dan-un’s sword moved mechanically, carving a river of blood.

Kwaaang! Kwaaang!

That so-called Three Thousand Lords who should have stopped his rampage had long since been minced into hamburger patties.

After unleashing the Azure Cloud Sword ten times, Danun stopped swinging his sword.

“Huff.”

Despite his exhausted appearance, the Lion Clan men did not flee. No, they couldn’t.

Their escape route was already blocked.

Ultimately, there was only one answer.

Charge forward.

“Yee-ha!”

“Run or die!”

“What are you all doing?! Go! Go!”

It was like rabbits facing a tiger, charging forward with all their might.

Danun raised his sword again toward them.

“Slaughter them.”

The three hundred defenders behind him began the slaughter.