Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 547 (Part 1)



547 (Part 1)

”'<548th Episode> Sword Demon.

Swish-!

The blade enveloped in sword flux dances through the air.

Swoosh-!

Not only was there no pause but the number of strikes was numerous.

The sword path appeared almost chaotic.

Yet within it a clear rule existed.

Years of hardship resulting in skilled harmony.

Movements designed to block trajectories and punish the opponent.

Dozens of swordsmen moved in unison like that.

All for the sake of capturing one person.

From the situation alone it seemed like an unstoppable flow.

Surprisingly the opponent was calmly enduring this onslaught.

Seeing this the head of the Murim Alliance’s Guangdong branch martial artist Wi Seok furrowed his brows.

‘What is this?’

Boom-!

“Gah!”

Amidst the chaotic scene someone soars into the sky.

Starting with one.

Boom-! Boom-boom-!

One after another the martial artists of the alliance fell.

‘What on earth…!’

Wi Seok’s eyes widened at the sight.

It was a storm.

A storm made of swords raged yet how could this person remain so calm?

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Like the eye of a hurricane.

The sword techniques were both dazzling and precise.

In the particularly chaotic Guangdong they were trained to capture not only demonic beasts but also criminals.

Were they of low skill? Not at all.

From what he had reported to Seo Dong they were at least martial artists of the Hwa Gyeong level so he had brought strong individuals.

Excluding those below first-rate martial artists.

All were peak martial artists.

Including two captains and himself a Hwa Gyeong martial artist.

In terms of power they could easily capture someone at the so-called ‘Clan Head level.’

Yet the opponent appeared unfazed.

Swoosh-! The swords surged forward.

No.

They tried to.

Clang-!

The one swinging the sword suddenly lost grip due to a shock.

Thud-!

“Gah!”

With the subsequent impact he rolled his eyes and collapsed.

As one fell two others rushed in from behind.

But it was the same for them.

They swung their swords desperately.

Bang-!

“Ugh!”

“Gah!”

The direction twisted and the sword path crumbled.

With the ensuing shock they were sent flying far away.

Those who flew away lost their senses completely.

It had barely been a fraction of a moment since the battle began.

“Grrr…”

“Ugh…”

The once spacious plain was now filled with groans.

Sharp swords were either embedded in the ground or casually scattered across the field.

“…”

Wi Seok’s expression was filled with shock as he witnessed this.

While everyone lay on the ground gasping in pain.

In the center stood a young man.

Holding the collar of one of the fallen members who had just been attacking.

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With not a drop of sweat on his brow he casually glanced around.

Then with a smirk he spoke.

“Looks like everyone is sleepy? How tired must you be to lie down this early? Isn’t that right?”

“…”

At the question Wi Seok could not muster a response.

He was too busy assessing the situation.

‘This is not good.’

In that short time so many martial artists had fallen.

Moreover.

‘They are all still alive.’

They were merely gasping for breath. Not a single one was dead.

This meant he had subdued them all without killing.

Thud.

As the young man released his grip the one he had been holding collapsed to the ground.

Now only Wi Seok and that young man stood in the plain.

Seeing this Wi Seok felt a chilling sensation.

‘He’s different.’

A young appearance with an alien atmosphere.

That alone was enough to raise his awareness.

But from the current fighting style Wi Seok felt much more.

‘I couldn’t intervene.’

While countless others were entangled in battle.

Normally Wi Seok would have had to intervene to subdue this person.

But he couldn’t.

It wasn’t because Wi Seok was merely watching.

‘He intended that.’

He had aligned all the movements to prevent Wi Seok from intervening.

Because of that Wi Seok couldn’t even make a move while his subordinates fell.

‘How could he do that?’

How could he create such a situation amidst the chaos?

Such a feat required extreme experience in dealing with multiple opponents.

“…”

Wiping the sweat from his brow Wi Seok spoke.

“…I have a question.”

At those words Gu Yang Cheon smiled.

“In this situation? You’re quite the curious fellow.”

“Doomun-gang of the Demonic Sword Sect.”

“Hmm?”

At the somewhat familiar name Gu Yang Cheon nodded.

“You killed him didn’t you?”

“Hmm….”

Doomun-gang… Doomun-gang.

“Ah.”

He remembered.

“That guy.”

The man he had killed a few days ago.

His name was probably Doomun-gang.

‘The one lurking around the Bi-go.’

One of the reasons Gu Yang Cheon had come here.

It was for the Bi-go containing the Eternal Iron and there had been friction with someone lurking around it.

‘When we clashed he turned out to be from an unorthodox sect so I killed him.’

Was he one of the Three Demon Lords?

He seemed to have said that during the fight.

He hadn’t paid it much mind.

‘He was too weak to be called that.’

It was unclear how he had been called a Three Demon Lord but in Gu Yang Cheon’s judgment Doomun-gang did not reach that level.

Seeing Gu Yang Cheon’s reaction Wi Seok swallowed hard.

“…As expected.”

“How did you know?”

Gu Yang Cheon showed no signs of wanting to hide anything.

“Doomun-gang’s sudden death a few days ago along with the appearance of a master like you in the not-so-distant area seemed connected.”

“Ah.”

Only then did Gu Yang Cheon understand Wi Seok’s actions.

“So you brought such a force because of that?”

“…My answer is the same as before. I merely wished to respectfully invite you.”

“But you intended to capture me if I refused.”

“…”

Wi Seok did not respond to Gu Yang Cheon’s words.

He simply.

Swish.

Raised his sword aiming it at Gu Yang Cheon.

“What is your purpose….”

“This old man is amusing. You’re the one trying to capture me and you ask what my purpose is….”

“This is a situation you intended isn’t it?”

He paused.

At Wi Seok’s words Gu Yang Cheon wiped the smile off his face.

“Oh.”

And then came a hint of admiration.

Gu Yang Cheon narrowed his eyes as he looked at Wi Seok.

“On what basis?”

“I saw the report from my subordinate. It mentioned discovering a master who tamed a demonic beast.”

As he spoke Wi Seok glanced at Seo Dong who was lying on the ground.

“For some reason there’s also news that you’re looking for the recent notorious murderer.”

“But.”

“I hadn’t thought much of it but now that I think about it it raises questions.”

“What do you mean?”

Swallowing hard Wi Seok looked at Gu Yang Cheon.

“How could you let him report without killing him?”

“…”

“Even though it’s not a story that should be known to others you could have easily killed him after gathering enough information. Yet you deliberately let your subordinate live to report to me.”

The death of the Demonic Sword Sect’s Doomun-gang.

And at the same time the appearance of an unidentified master.

Moreover he was accompanied by a monster capable of devouring a red demonic beast while searching for a murderer.

“Did you perhaps show that information on purpose?”

To make it reach him intentionally.

Was that the intention of the one before him?

Such thoughts crossed Wi Seok’s mind.

Hearing this Gu Yang Cheon replied.

“You’re smarter than you look.”

He showed no particular denial just like before.

That reaction only made Wi Seok feel uneasy.

“…What on earth is your purpose?””’