Chapter 101 – Sword Empress (1)

Dang Jin-hak’s rage was so great it made him forget his fear.

“Alright! If you want it so badly, I’ll show you! Warriors of Sichuan! That man is the fiend behind these atrocities! Let us show them everything we have!”

“Waaaaaaah!”

The Poison King Brigade and the warriors of Sichuan roared in response to Dang Jin-hak’s cry.

Having reached the Transformation Realm and attained a Poisonous Constitution, Dang Jin-hak’s body was filled with extreme toxins capable of poisoning even those immune to ten thousand poisons.

Dang Jin-hak gathered the power of those toxins into his hands and thrust them forward. It was a palm technique called the True Origin Poison Palm, which he believed was his strongest, capable of poisoning and killing even masters of the Profound Realm.

Following Dang Jin-hak’s lead, the elders of the Poison King Brigade unleashed a barrage of hidden weapons and poison palms, while the other Sichuan warriors poured out their sword energy and sword force.

*Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwang!*

The combined might of three hundred thirty-one warriors attacking with their full power was immense. Not only did it force the Tibetan martial artists in front to flee, but it also instantly turned a stretch of land over a hundred feet wide into a desolate wasteland where nothing could survive.

Seeing the spectacle, Dang Jin-hak smiled. No matter how skilled, even a warrior of the Profound Realm would surely die from such an assault.

However, his face soon contorted. The monk called King Ra and all the other Tibetan martial artists were smiling.

“As expected of those who have resolved to die. Truly remarkable.”

A voice emerged from the dust. And as the scene was revealed, the warriors of Sichuan were left speechless.

The young man, the Great Dharma Master of Shaking Heaven, stood there completely unharmed, a compassionate smile on his face. This was the power of the protective energy he had mastered, the Aegis of Heavenly Light.

The Aegis of Heavenly Light was the ultimate shield, capable of blocking any and all attacks.

“Tch! Then try this!”

Several warriors from the Poison King Brigade fired their Seven-Poison Hornet Needles—hidden weapons coated in Crane’s Crest Red, a poison so absolute it could turn a person into a pool of blood in an instant.

Other warriors unleashed toxins no less potent than Crane’s Crest Red upon the Great Dharma Master. Yet, all their attacks failed to penetrate the Aegis of Heavenly Light.

“Hah!”

The warriors of Sichuan, bracing for death, closed the distance and swung their swords. However, the repulsive force shattered not only their weapons but their arms as well.

“Is this all?”

When the Great Dharma Master asked with a puzzled look, the warriors of Sichuan finally understood who they were facing. The strongest martial artist of Tibet was, in a word, a monster.

“Then, it is my turn to show you a move.”

As he spoke, the Great Dharma Master’s hands began to glow with a golden light. He slowly extended a hand. In that instant, a colossal light engulfed everything on the ground.

“Kuaaaaargh!”

Some people screamed, but many more could not. Their bodies had vanished completely before a sound could escape their lips.

The number of warriors who disappeared in this way was one hundred and thirty out of the three hundred. With a single strike, he had killed nearly half of the suicide squad.

If there was any silver lining, it was that the elders of the Poison King Brigade and Dang Jin-hak had survived. But their faces were filled with despair.

“What… what was that palm technique…?”

“A trivial little palm technique called the Heavenly Vajra Seal. Now, try to receive this.”

*Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwang!*

Massive bolts of lightning began to erupt from the Great Dharma Master’s entire body.

For the first time, Dang Jin-hak learned that lightning did not have to fall from the sky to the earth; it could also surge from the earth to the sky.

The lightning that shot skyward spread in all directions before crashing back down to the ground.

What followed was a scene straight from hell. The lightning consumed everything—people, land, and buildings. Nothing was left intact; everything was scorched to the ground.

“Ho, impressive. To think you’re still alive after taking my Palm of Heavenly Thunder.”

The Great Dharma Master chuckled as he looked at Dang Jin-hak, the sole survivor. But his condition was disastrous. His entire body was covered in severe burns, rendering him unable to move.

“Heavenly Poison Pill…”

From Dang Jin-hak’s hands, the most powerful technique of the Ten Thousand Poisons True Arts unfolded, revealing a bold ambition to poison even the heavens.

“Kuaaaargh!”

His Poisonous Constitution had been shattered by the Palm of Heavenly Thunder just moments before, and he ended up being poisoned by his own toxins.

But Dang Jin-hak paid no mind to his own poisoning, squeezing out every last drop of his poison, internal energy, and even his essence to create the poison pill.

‘I did it!’

Having perfected a technique at the end of his life that he had never once succeeded in before, Dang Jin-hak threw the poison pill toward the Great Dharma Master.

The pill engulfed the Great Dharma Master’s body, destroying and melting all the surrounding land.

Believing he had killed the Great Dharma Master, Dang Jin-hak mustered his last bit of strength to smile. But he was forced to wipe that final smile from his face. Amidst the immense cloud of poison, the Great Dharma Master, shrouded in golden light, was perfectly fine.

“A splendid strike.”

“You! You are… Kuaaargh!”

As Dang Jin-hak failed to withstand the shock, the poisons raging within his body finally consumed him, and he coughed up a froth of dark red blood.

Soon after, he dissolved into a pool of blood and vanished completely. The Great Dharma Master, who had witnessed the entire scene, stood with not a single hair out of place.

“A man cannot achieve everything he desires simply by betting his all. Let us move again.”

“Yes, Master!”

King Ra shouted loudly, and the Tibetan martial artists resumed their march to the northeast.

***

Yu-jin, along with the five women—Na Ye-jin, Eun Seol-rin, Bukri Eun, Han So-un, and Ran—headed for Wuhan in Hubei, where the Martial Alliance headquarters was located.

The distance from Beijing to Wuhan was considerable, but they shortened the time by desperately using their lightness skills.

Countless martial artists had already gathered in Wuhan, and the atmosphere emanating from them was unusually tense.

Having rushed here without getting proper information, Yu-jin wore a puzzled expression and stopped a passing martial artist.

“My name is Kang Yu-jin. I’ve just arrived and am not aware of the situation. Could you tell me what has happened?”

The martial artist, who had been about to show his annoyance, quickly changed his expression upon hearing the name Kang Yu-jin and opened his mouth.

“The warriors of Sichuan, who formed a suicide squad to delay the advance of the Tibetan martial artists, have been annihilated. There were about three hundred of them, and even the Poison King Brigade and the head of the Sichuan Tang Clan joined, but they couldn’t handle the Great Dharma Master of Shaking Heaven alone.”

The man shivered as he spoke. In the martial world, hidden weapons and poisons were generally ostracized.

The Sichuan Tang Clan, which had risen to become the hegemon of Sichuan with them, was a very unusual case; other sects using such methods were often branded as heretical and shunned.

But there was one thing all martial artists acknowledged: hidden weapons and poisons could not only overcome a gap in martial skill but also made it easier for a few to face many.

“And yet, they lost. Not only that, they were overwhelmingly defeated. The suicide squad of three hundred launched a desperate attack, but they couldn’t even touch the hem of the Great Dharma Master’s clothes. That’s why the atmosphere here is so grim.”

After hearing the man’s explanation, Yu-jin bowed his head in thanks and turned away.

“I can’t say they courted a pointless death, but it’s still a shame. They shouldn’t have gone so meaninglessly.”

Yu-jin thought that the Poison King Brigade and Dang Jin-hak should not have challenged the Great Dharma Master and instead targeted the weaker Tibetan martial artists in other battles to come.

Although the Tang Clan’s elite forces still remained, it was a regrettable loss nonetheless.

“Well then, I’ll go into hiding now, Master.”

Just then, Eun Seol-rin stroked Ran’s head and spoke to Yu-jin, who nodded lightly.

The two were assassins. Although they had traveled openly with Yu-jin until now, they couldn’t reveal themselves in front of so many martial artists. Even if no one knew their true identities.

“Follow me closely.”

“Who do you take me for?”

Of course, leaving didn’t mean they were truly gone; they intended to follow Yu-jin stealthily from behind. As Eun Seol-rin and Ran disappeared, Han So-un and Bukri Eun also looked at Yu-jin.

“You two, follow me especially closely. We don’t know what will happen from now on.”

Whether it was the True Dragon Sword Clan or the Potala Palace, they were all entities to be wary of, and not forces Yu-jin could handle alone.

That was why the presence of these two, who had reached the Profound Realm, was absolutely necessary.

“Alright.”

The two answered in unison. Seeing them, Yu-jin smirked, and the two women blushed. Then, they too disappeared from Yu-jin’s sight.

Yu-jin gently wrapped his arm around the waist of Na Ye-jin, who was now alone with him.

“It’s been a while since it was just the two of us.”

Na Ye-jin blushed at Yu-jin’s words. Though she had been held by him countless times, she always felt shy as if it were the first time, and Yu-jin enjoyed her reaction.

Yu-jin slowly led her to a nearby inn. How the Sichuan suicide squad had died was none of his concern; right now, his women were more important.

“Come here.”

Upon entering the room, Yu-jin had an attendant heat a bath and led Na Ye-jin to it. Blushing, Na Ye-jin entered the tub and settled into Yu-jin’s embrace.

As Yu-jin wrapped an arm around her shoulder and gently caressed her snow-white breasts, Na Ye-jin felt her mind grow hazy.

When she regained her senses, she found herself seeking Yu-jin’s lips. Na Ye-jin entwined her tongue with his, drinking his saliva.

“Yu-jin…”

Then, Na Ye-jin grasped Yu-jin’s member and gently stroked it. She caressed him with great care.

“Alright, now turn around and hold on here.”

At Yu-jin’s words, Na Ye-jin got out of the tub, gripped the edge of the bath, and knelt, spreading her legs wide. In that position, she raised her hips high, ready to receive him.

Her most intimate parts were completely exposed to his eyes. Such a posture, revealing the smooth limbs of her mature body, would make any man lose his reason.

Yu-jin smiled and, without hesitation, gripped Na Ye-jin’s buttocks and thrust his member into her flower.

“Haang! Haaang!”

With every movement of Yu-jin’s hips, Na Ye-jin’s face filled with ecstasy. Satisfied with her lewd expression, Yu-jin moved his hips relentlessly. With both hands, he firmly squeezed her ample breasts.

“Ye-jin’s body really is the best!”

Under Yu-jin’s fierce assault, Na Ye-jin could feel the gates of pleasure within her swing wide open. Realizing this, Yu-jin drove into her with even greater force, his hips moving powerfully.

“Uwaaah! Yu-jin! Please! J-just a little… g-gentler! Haaang!”

In the swirling tempest of carnal desire, Na Ye-jin, feeling as if she would lose her breath at any moment, mustered her last strength to plead with Yu-jin.

But Yu-jin’s desire, already ignited, was in a state that no one could stop.