Chapter 314

“How dare you!”

Jang Hamun let out a furious roar.

Although his current work was closer to that of a merchant than a Martial Artist, he was an Expert not to be trifled with.

Jang Hamun prided himself on being the number one Expert in Haimen.

He swung his sword like a thunderbolt at the charging Martial Artists.

Kaaang!

Sword Qi scattered as a powerful sword strike exploded.

The Martial Artist leading the charge staggered from the impact. He had been forced to bear the full brunt of the force contained in Jang Hamun’s sword.

He felt a pain as if his wrist had been broken and his internal organs crushed. But he clenched his teeth and endured the agony.

The moment he endured the pain, the Martial Artists to his left and right sprang forward and attacked Jang Hamun.

Kkakagang!

“You bastards!”

Jang Hamun swung his sword in a dizzying flurry, blocking the Martial Artists’ joint attack.

The Martial Artists’ combined assault was sharp and efficient.

They did not waste a single movement.

Their gazes, gestures, and breaths all had meaning. But Jang Hamun failed to grasp such points.

He didn’t know how long it had been since he had last fought with a sword in hand. So his combat senses had grown dull.

He remembered his Master’s words that a Martial Artist’s life was over once his belly got greasy.

At the time, he had dismissed it as a mere joke. But now that he was in that very situation, he realized how complacent he had been.

His Martial Arts were clearly superior. And yet, he couldn’t overwhelm his opponents and was instead being pushed back.

His thick belly fat was adversely affecting his movements and breathing. Because of it, he couldn’t exert his full strength.

It was the same for the Steward, U Gunchang.

He too was a Martial Artist of the Pinnacle Realm, but he had neglected his Martial Arts and focused on his duties as a Steward. The price for that was severe.

Kagagagang!

“Keuk!”

He was continuously pushed back by the opponent’s joint attack.

He was somehow managing to block the attacks, but if this continued, he would not be able to avoid serious injury.

‘Where did such people come from….’

U Gunchang’s eyes trembled in a state of extreme crisis.

“Kraaack!”

“Urk!”

His Subordinates were collapsing with desperate screams.

His Subordinates far outnumbered them, yet they were falling without being able to hold on for even a few seconds.

It was as if they had been swept away by a tidal wave.

Jin Yugeon’s Subordinates were experts in battlefield survival.

They knew from countless experiences how to efficiently break through the front lines.

Except for Experts like Jang Hamun or U Gunchang, they never engaged a single opponent for long.

They endlessly switched positions to confuse their opponents, and in the process, they struck at the exposed weaknesses like vipers.

In an instant, the Sea Dragon Clan’s formation crumbled.

Jin Yugeon ran through the gap and shouted.

“Let’s go!”

As soon as his command fell, his Subordinates sprinted with all their might.

The Martial Artists who had been tenaciously clinging to Jang Hamun and U Gunchang also turned their backs without a second thought and fled.

Just like that, they vanished over the walls of the Sea Dragon Clan in an instant.

“What?”

Jang Hamun stared, mouth agape, in the direction they had disappeared.

Normally, he should have given chase.

He had to punish those who dared to infiltrate the Sea Dragon Clan and wreak havoc. Only then could he re-establish his shattered authority. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He had experienced the opponent’s strength to a chilling degree. And he had realized just how rusty his own body had become.

Right now, he was not a Martial Artist.

“Hah!”

His sigh scattered in the wind.

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After breaking through the Sea Dragon Clan’s blockade, Jin Yugeon and his Subordinates raced through the streets at a terrifying speed.

This was no time to worry about the eyes of others.

It was the moment to escape Haimen with all their might. But their sprint was stopped by a single man.

“Captain!”

Suddenly, a man appeared before them.

It was Doyup, whom he had sent to find Hwapyeong.

Jin Yugeon’s expression hardened at Doyup’s appearance.

Somehow, he had a bad feeling.

“Doyup!”

“We are being pursued right now.”

“Pursued?”

“The ones who killed Hwapyeong are chasing us. Their Martial Arts are extraordinary.”

“They’re following your trail?”

“Yes! They are no ordinary foes.”

Doyup answered urgently.

His expression and voice were unusually frantic.

It was rare for Doyup to show this much emotion. That meant the pursuer was no ordinary being.

“I’ll hear the explanation later. For now, we retreat.”

“Yes!”

Jin Yugeon made a swift decision.

In a situation like this, a quick decision was an essential virtue for a leader.

Jin Yugeon led his Subordinates and sprinted down a different route than the original one. It was to shake off those who were tracking Doyup. But his efforts ended in failure.

“You bastards!”

Suddenly, with a furious roar, an old Martial Artist with a yellow beard appeared.

It was none other than Tarha.

Tarha’s gaze was fixed on the Treasure Map tucked into Jin Yugeon’s waist.

In that instant, a fiery rage bloomed in her eyes.

“So it was you.”

Kwaaaa!

A formidable aura exploded from her entire body like an active volcano.

The Treasure Map tucked into Jin Yugeon’s waist was undoubtedly the Devil Soul Diagram, a treasure of the Mara Dharma Hall.

“How dare you steal the treasure of our Hall. I will never forgive you.”

Her powerful fist shot toward Jin Yugeon.

Instantly, Martial Artists sprang out from both sides of Jin Yugeon to block Tarha’s attack.

As always, they intended to block the opponent’s attack with a joint assault and counterattack. It was their method of success, one that had never failed until now. But unfortunately, this time their method did not work.

Kwaaaang!

“Keuk!”

“Keck!”

The two Martial Artists who had blocked the path were sent flying, beaten to a pulp by Tarha’s single punch. The Qi clearly formed on her two fists was undoubtedly Fist Gang.

And a sinister, blood-red Fist Gang at that.

“Hand over the Devil Soul Diagram.”

Tarha rushed at Jin Yugeon.

Her target was the Devil Soul Diagram tucked into Jin Yugeon’s waist.

Nothing else entered her eyes.

“Kch!”

Jin Yugeon dodged, thinking that Tarha was like an enraged wild boar.

It was foolish to deal with the furiously exploding Tarha here.

If he delayed, a composed Jang Hamun might come running with his Subordinates. He had to leave this place before that.

“I have no choice.”

Jin Yugeon’s eyes, looking at Tarha, turned cold.

Getting out without any conflict was the best option, but that ship had already sailed. In that case, he had to choose the next best thing.

That was to deal with the opponent before him as quickly as possible and escape.

Jin Yugeon launched himself toward Tarha.

The sword at his waist was drawn like a meteor.

Kaaang!

Jin Yugeon’s sword and Tarha’s fist collided.

Tarha intended to shatter Jin Yugeon’s sword in one blow and land a direct hit. But surprisingly, Jin Yugeon’s sword was perfectly fine even after blocking Tarha’s Fist Gang.

His sword bent flexibly like a willow branch, but it soon returned to its original form.

“A strange weapon.”

Tarha was greatly surprised.

A sword that didn’t break even after clashing head-on with Fist Gang was worthy of being called a wondrous object.

There were not many such items in All Under Heaven.

The sword, which looked ordinary on the outside, was in fact a rare and famous sword in All Under Heaven.

Shwishwishwik!

Jin Yugeon’s sword whipped about flexibly, stabbing at Tarha’s entire body.

Blood Line Flowing Sword.

It was a Supreme Art unknown to the Jianghu.

It was a Combat Sword that only Jin Yugeon in all of All Under Heaven had mastered.

“Impressive.”

Tarha let out a sound of admiration without realizing it.

She was not a romantic person who would admire an enemy’s Special Technique. Yet, Jin Yugeon’s Sword Art was so incredible that she couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

After the first clash, Jin Yugeon extremely refrained from clashing with Tarha’s Fist Gang and aimed for her vital points.

The swordsmanship was so fierce and venomous that even the great Tarha of All Under Heaven couldn’t help but flinch and treat it with caution. But that was only for a moment; Tarha continuously unleashed the Ultimate Techniques of the Asura Golden Emperor Fist.

Kwarururung!

A thunderclap echoed in the clear sky. And a blood-red Gang Qi, like Thunder and Lightning, shot toward Jin Yugeon. Jin Yugeon dodged all of Tarha’s Gang Qi by a hair’s breadth and closed in.

“You bastard!”

Tarha’s eyes widened.

Sguk!

Jin Yugeon’s sword grazed her forearm.

The wound was not very deep. But the mere fact that her flesh had been split was enough to greatly surprise Tarha.

Her body, trained by the Asura Golden Emperor Fist, was as hard as cast iron.

Jin Yugeon was just as surprised.

His sword was a Treasured sword he had acquired with great difficulty, so sharp that there was nothing it couldn’t cut. And yet, it had only left a mark on the opponent’s flesh.

The opponent’s Martial Arts were beyond his predictions.

The longer he dragged out the fight against such a Martial Artist, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

‘This has become difficult.’

Things had gone too wrong.

Thinking back, it seemed things had gone wrong from the moment they snuck into Haimen Port. If he hadn’t been spotted by some boy, things wouldn’t have escalated this much. Thinking that, rage surged within him.

Jin Yugeon forced down his anger and calmly assessed the situation.

‘Abandon what must be abandoned.’

Wheeeek!

He let out a long whistle. At that, his Subordinates blocked Tarha in his stead.

What he was about to abandon were the lives of his Subordinates.

It was a waste of their combat power, but it couldn’t be helped.

A dozen or so Martial Artists jointly attacked Tarha. In the meantime, Jin Yugeon escaped the battlefield.

The rest of his Subordinates followed him. One of them was carrying the man they had abducted from the Sea Dragon Clan.

The man was unconscious, his head slumped on the Subordinate’s back. The face of the Subordinate carrying him was filled with exhaustion. But he clenched his teeth and followed Jin Yugeon.

He had never expected to suffer such great losses before coming here.

“You cur! Are you running away? You coward.”

Tarha’s furious voice echoed through the street.

She tried to chase Jin Yugeon. But each time, Jin Yugeon’s Subordinates clung to her ankles, holding her back.

It was a fight they couldn’t win from the start.

If Tarha was a giant brown bear, they were merely hunting dogs.

The more time they bought, the more certain their deaths became. Yet, they fought against Tarha without a shred of fear.

They couldn’t defeat Tarha, but it was possible to hold her down and delay her for a while.

“These things….”

Tarha’s yellow beard trembled.

It was unbelievable.

It is human nature for everyone to yearn to live longer.

That was one of the inherent properties of life.

No matter how prepared one was for death, one was bound to flinch when actually faced with it. But in these people’s eyes, there was no such fear.

It was as if the emotion of fear had been castrated.

‘Just what are these people?’

While Tarha was seething, Jin Yugeon and his Subordinates had already left the street and were out of sight.

As if taking out her frustration, Tarha continuously unleashed the Ultimate Techniques of the Asura Golden Emperor Fist on the Martial Artists holding her back.

“Kraaack!”

“Urk!”

The Martial Artists of the Phantom Ship Fleet collapsed, screaming.

Their screams were clearly heard even by Jin Yugeon, who had already disappeared from sight.

Jin Yugeon’s brow twitched.

No matter how iron-willed he was, it was impossible for him to maintain a heart of ice while hearing the screams of his Subordinates. But the mission came before the lives of his Subordinates.

Jin Yugeon forced himself to maintain an indifferent expression and sprinted on.

The port appeared before his eyes.

Jin Yugeon boarded the fastest-looking boat among those moored at the port.

As soon as they were on board, his Subordinates raised the anchor and prepared to set sail.

“Depart!”

They left the port in an instant.

“Phew!”

Jin Yugeon let out a sigh of relief.

Only then did the tension release. That was why he didn’t notice.

The fact that a small boat was following them from behind.