Chapter 267

It’s what they call “seeing red.”

The expression was mainly used when someone lost their reason over something and couldn’t make proper judgments.

Heo Ranju’s state was exactly like that right now.

Her anger exploded, paralyzing her reason.

The target of her anger was none other than Pyo Wol.

“Die!”

Fwing!

Heo Ranju’s whip flew like a venomous snake, aiming for Pyo Wol’s neck. However, Pyo Wol was not struck by her whip.

It was because a woman in a red silk dress stepped in to block it.

She was Hong Ye-seol.

Having been attacked while with Pyo Wol, Hong Ye-seol was also seeing red.

“How dare you attack me?”

“Hmph! For someone with such an ugly face…”

“You tomboyish bitch, you’re all talk. I’ll rip that filthy mouth of yours apart.”

“I’ll grind your ugly face on a millstone.”

After exchanging venomous words, they began to fight fiercely.

Swish! Shhhhwack!

Heo Ranju’s whip lashed out horizontally and vertically, tearing the air to shreds. Hong Ye-seol narrowly dodged the Whip Shield created by the whip and attempted to attack.

Confronting someone head-on like this, out in the open, was not Hong Ye-seol’s style. After all, she was an Assassin who specialized in sneak attacks. But that didn’t mean she was weak in this kind of fight. She simply didn’t prefer it; her Martial Arts were by no means inferior to Heo Ranju’s.

In particular, her Signature Technique, the Great Yin Hand, was a Hand Art as powerful as the White Lotus Hand, which was spoken of like a legend in the Jianghu.

There was no reason for her to be outmatched in terms of martial prowess.

Kwaang!

The whip and the Great Yin Hand clashed, letting out a series of explosions.

Their fight was truly desperate.

As if they had met a mortal enemy, they fought with all their might to take each other’s lives.

“That crazy bitch!”

Daoshi Go swore as he watched Heo Ranju.

They were already short on power even if they all attacked Pyo Wol together, yet she had broken formation, blinded by jealousy.

Pyo Wol was by no means an easy opponent.

Having lost countless comrades in Chengdu, Daoshi Go knew this fact better than anyone.

He himself had had one arm severed by Pyo Wol and suffered a severe injury to the point his intestines had spilled out.

Even now, the memory of that day was so terrifying he couldn’t breathe properly. Nevertheless, the reason he had agreed with Heo Ranju’s opinion and attacked Pyo Wol was the fear that if not now, he might never get another chance to kill him.

The few killings Pyo Wol had committed at Snow Blade Sword Manor’s place had greatly amplified Daoshi Go’s fear.

No matter how formidable the Black Cloud Corps was, if an Assassin like Pyo Wol launched sneak attacks, they would be hunted down one by one.

They were fated to never be on the same side anyway.

The Black Cloud Corps had sided with Snow Blade Sword Manor, and Pyo Wol had joined Jin Clan.

For better or worse, they were destined to fight to the end. If they were bound to be enemies, it was better to eliminate him as quickly as possible. No matter the sacrifice.

Fortunately, even with Heo Ranju gone, there was no problem in deploying the Tiger Trap Formation. The real problem was that Pyo Wol was stronger and faster than they had thought.

Shhhik!

The essence of the Tiger Trap Formation was, as its name suggested, to bind the opponent like a trapped tiger, rendering them immobile. But Pyo Wol’s movements were so fast that the Black Cloud Corps couldn’t keep up, making it impossible to complete the Encirclement.

When they drove him to the east, he would move to the west, and when they closed in from the west, he would have already slipped away somewhere else.

Because of this, the Tiger Trap Formation was not exerting any of its power.

“Keuk!”

“Kuaargh!”

Instead, the casualties of the Black Cloud Corps were snowballing.

Pyo Wol was appearing and disappearing like a phantom, killing the Martial Artists of the Black Cloud Corps one by one.

“Don’t tell me the poison isn’t working?”

The poisonous smoke spewing from the canisters attached to the arrows had spread thickly throughout the area.

The poisonous smoke was specially prepared; a single breath would reduce bodily functions by nearly eighty percent, and three breaths would stop the heart. It was a deadly poison.

Naturally, it was not only hard to obtain but also cost an enormous amount of money. It was an amount that was burdensome even for the Black Cloud Corps. But they had reluctantly purchased it, thinking there was no normal way to eliminate Pyo Wol.

The Black Cloud Corps and their horses were fine because they had all taken an Antidote, but he couldn’t understand why Pyo Wol was so full of vigor.

He hadn’t even taken a Poison Pill like Hong Ye-seol, nor was he moving while holding his breath.

His mouth was slightly open, which meant he was clearly breathing.

That also meant he was continuously inhaling the poisonous smoke. Yet, he showed no signs of being poisoned.

The next moment, Daoshi Go’s face turned deathly pale.

“In that case… Myriad poison immunity?”

At present, that was the only thing that came to mind.

If his opponent had truly reached the state of Myriad poison immunity, it was as good as losing the greatest weapon they had prepared for today.

‘It can’t be, right? It can’t be!’

Daoshi Go denied his own thoughts and gave an order to the Black Cloud Corps.

“Archers! Fire the Ghost Howl Kill.”

Hearing his voice, the archers nocked strange tubes onto their bowstrings.

The tubes, which looked like bamboo split in half, had been brought from the far-off Haedong.

They nocked the half-split bamboo onto the string and fired an arrow the size of a child’s palm.

What was called a baby arrow in Haedong, they called the Ghost Howl Kill.

The name was given because the sound it made when fired was like the wail of a ghost.

If the people of Haedong knew they had arbitrarily changed the name, they would have something to say, but the Black Cloud Corps didn’t think about such things.

What was important was that the power of the Ghost Howl Kill, fired with Internal Energy, had enough destructive force to pierce through a wall made of steel.

Shh! Shhh-it!

The archers fired the Ghost Howl Kill.

By the time the ghost’s wail was heard, the small arrows had already reached Pyo Wol’s body.

Piiit!

Pyo Wol twisted his body at the last second to dodge the Ghost Howl Kill. The Ghost Howl Kill that grazed his body created a long wound on his shoulder.

The Ghost Howl Kill was so powerful that it would have pierced straight through his shoulder if it had been a direct hit.

For the first time, Pyo Wol’s face hardened.

The speed of the Ghost Howl Kill was unimaginably fast.

Even with his senses, he could only barely detect it just before it reached him. And there were over a dozen archers positioned who could shoot such arrows.

They were watching Pyo Wol’s movements closely, ready to fire an arrow at any moment.

The mounted cavalry attacked with their spears, and the archers filled the gaps. Although the poisonous smoke had lost its effect, if it had been effective, it would have been difficult for any Expert to survive in front of their Tiger Trap Formation.

Daoshi Go said as he commanded the Tiger Trap Formation.

“I have no personal grudge. We are only attacking you because you and we cannot coexist. So, give up your life obediently.”

“Looks like one arm wasn’t enough. Today, I’ll cut off the other arm and both your legs as well.”

Even in this urgent situation, Pyo Wol threatened Daoshi Go back. Daoshi Go was dumbfounded by Pyo Wol’s demeanor.

“Tiger-Trapping Great Kill!”

The final formation of the Tiger Trap Formation was revealed.

The final stage of slaughtering the captured tiger.

The cavalrymen formed a wedge and charged toward Pyo Wol.

It was not a simple charge.

Wooooong!

Their spears trembled and spewed out a hazy mist.

Dozens of spears resonated, and the mist combined to form the shape of a giant spear.

It was impossible for one person alone. It was only possible because dozens of men had mastered the same Internal Energy and amplified it by absorbing the external Qi emitted by each other.

Its power was comparable to a battering ram.

It possessed the destructive force to break down a massive castle gate in a single blow.

At the same time, dozens of Ghost Howl Kill arrows rained down on Pyo Wol.

Pipipiping!

The archers had fired the Ghost Howl Kill in rapid succession.

The Ghost Howl Kill rained down like a storm, completely blocking off Pyo Wol’s escape routes.

This was the Tiger-Trapping Great Kill.

The all-out offensive to cut the final breath of the trapped tiger.

Daoshi Go watched Pyo Wol with tense eyes.

Although it bothered him that the poisonous smoke had not been effective, he still thought that this level of power would be enough to kill Pyo Wol.

The reason they had been defeated by Pyo Wol in Chengdu was that they had failed to utilize the advantages of their cavalry and had been swayed by Pyo Wol’s will.

It was different now.

From beginning to end, the flow had been according to the will of the Black Cloud Corps, and now it was time to decorate the finale.

It was the moment when the battering ram-like charge of dozens of cavalry and the Ghost Howl Kill were about to strike Pyo Wol simultaneously.

Pyo Wol drew out ten strands of the Soul Restraining Thread.

He couldn’t do anything about the giant battering ram made of spear Qi with just the Soul Restraining Thread. The battering ram made of spear Qi was, in itself, a perfect weapon for both offense and defense.

But the horses were a different story.

Sssshhh-it!

The Soul Restraining Thread swept across the ground.

The Soul Restraining Thread, infused with Pyo Wol’s Qi, was the sharpest weapon in All Under Heaven. The Soul Restraining Thread swept past and severed all the horses’ ankles.

Hee-hee-hing!

“Uwaak!”

“Watch out!”

The horses, their ankles all severed, let out mournful screams and collapsed forward in unison. They slammed into the ground with the same speed they had been galloping.

The horses’ necks bent at grotesque angles, and the cavalrymen riding them screamed as they were crushed under the massive bodies of the horses.

The battering ram-like spear Qi they had created was long gone. But their disaster was not yet over.

The Ghost Howl Kill arrows fired by their own comrades rained down on them as they fell.

“Kuaaargh!”

“Keuk!”

The screams of the cavalrymen struck by the Ghost Howl Kill echoed in the sky.

“Good heavens!”

At the hellish sight, Daoshi Go’s eyes widened.

He had never dreamed that Pyo Wol would escape in such a way.

The sight of the Black Cloud Corps’ vaunted cavalrymen entangled with their horses, screaming in agony, presented him with a nightmare.

It was then.

“St, stop him!”

“The arrows…”

Suddenly, the urgent voices of the archers were heard.

When he turned his head, he saw that Pyo Wol had already penetrated their ranks. In his hands were the Ghostly Rain daggers.

Sssshhh-it!

From then on, the slaughter began.

Archers were vulnerable in close combat.

Although they had also learned Martial Arts, they couldn’t compare to other Martial Artists.

Pyo Wol was like a tiger that had jumped into a flock of sheep.

He carried out a merciless slaughter.

“Keoheok!”

“Heok!”

Every time he brandished the Ghostly Rain, an archer died.

“N-no!”

Seeing this, Daoshi Go screamed and charged.

Although he only had one arm left, the Martial Arts he had learned had not disappeared.

Kwaaaa!

He unleashed the Wind Fire Palm and attacked Pyo Wol. But Pyo Wol used Serpentine Steps to easily dodge his attack and went on to attack the remaining archers.

“No! Stop.”

Daoshi Go begged, but Pyo Wol paid him no mind and killed the archers. Daoshi Go chased after him, but the gap between the two did not close.

Pyo Wol was like a Mirage, seeming to be within reach but never reachable.

Daoshi Go stretched out his hand with all his might, but Pyo Wol could not be caught.

By the time Pyo Wol finally stopped, there were no living archers left.

Pyo Wol, covered in their blood, looked at Daoshi Go.

“You demonic… Do you still call yourself human after doing that?”

“How many among the people of Jianghu can proudly call themselves human? I don’t think the Black Cloud Corps would be among them, at the very least. Am I wrong?”

“…”

Daoshi Go couldn’t bring himself to answer.

“This is a fight between beasts. Don’t speak of romantic words like human decency. It doesn’t suit you.”

Pyo Wol took a step toward Daoshi Go.

He walked like a cat, making no sound at all.

The closer Pyo Wol got, the more wretchedly Daoshi Go’s face contorted.

The dozens of Black Cloud Corps members he had confidently led had all lost their lives to Pyo Wol.

With this, the strength of the Black Cloud Corps was cut in half.

It was too devastating a price to pay for provoking just one man.

Only then did Daoshi Go realize.

That there are beings in the world that should never be provoked.

And that Pyo Wol was one of those beings.

Reaper.

The thread of death that reaped souls at his hand was drawn out long.

“Who said I would go down meekly?”

Daoshi Go charged at Pyo Wol in a desperate struggle. The Soul Restraining Thread flew toward him.