Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 340

<Episode 109 Ending (1)>

Five days after the incident broke out.

An evening around the time of drinking.

In the northeast of Anhui Province, towards the border of Jiangsu Province and Wuhu, over four thousand first-class masters of the martial arts alliance were advancing, quickly performing light attacks in unison.

They were the elite of the elite even within the Martial Arts Federation.

Because the incident in Jiangsu Province required rapid mobility, excellent elite soldiers were drafted from each party, unit, and division.

Some young later sect leaders were also included, such as Lee Jeong-gyeom, the leader of Cheongryongdang, and Pang Woo-jin, the leader of Nokhyeondang.

Leading them was Baek Hyang-muk, the former leader of the martial arts world and the first infinite swordsman, who had recently taken on the newly created position of commander-in-chief in the martial arts world federation.

While the vice-chairman oversees internal affairs within the alliance, the commander-in-chief oversees external affairs.

Baek Hyang-muk, who was leading them from the front, glanced behind her.

'You were nervous.'

The worst that happened in Jiangsu Province was reported to everyone.

Tens of thousands of people met with brutal deaths.

And the survivors reported that those who did it were extra-human beings, monsters.

'It's a monster…..'

Baek Hyang-muk also saw a monster similar to a human-faced person when she was young.

But it only happened once in my life.

It was thought that such extraterrestrial beings were hiding deep in the mountains because they were afraid of humans, but this situation was so strange that it was beyond understanding.

A huge number of monsters, numbering in the thousands, have gathered together.

This was the case, but the bigger problem was,

'The path they are heading towards is definitely the Martial Arts Federation.'

The annihilated sects, factions, and villages were facing southwest.

If you continue on like this, you will pass through Anhui Province and reach the Martial Arts Federation.

'We have to stop it before that.'

The Anhui Province Martial Arts Federation branch decided to mobilize disciples from each school and sect, and gather a force of over ten thousand people in Gaoshun, the southwesternmost part of Jiangsu Province.

The government troops from Anhui Province have also decided to help, so that will be the last line of defense against the monsters.

If that area gets breached, the damage will be uncontrollable.

'I have to hurry…'

There are so many energies that stimulate the spirit of Baekhyangmuk.

-Pot!

Baek Hyang-muk suddenly dashed forward quickly.

“Musketeers?”

Everyone followed him, wondering.

However, Baek Hyang-muk's speed was so fast that it was not easy to keep up.

The place Baekhyangmuk headed to was a high hill.

Baek Hyang-muk, who had climbed up to the hill with a view, could not help but feel bewildered by the sight unfolding right before her.

“……..This can’t be happening.”

Hundreds of people were running towards this place from afar.

It seemed like he was running away.

They looked like they had just fought a war, and behind them, countless dark eyes could be seen rushing in.

It was hard to even guess how many there were.

'This is thousands?'

It was much more than I heard.

At first glance, it was close to tens of thousands.

That meant it had increased significantly since it was reported two days ago.

-Pot!

Someone arrived next to Baek Hyang-muk, who couldn't help but be astonished.

It was his disciple, Lee Jeong-gyeom.

Lee Jeong-gyeom was also puzzled by the pitch-black, invisible beings that were seen rushing in from afar.

“Master… that’s enough for thirty thousand…”

It was close.

Maybe it was more than that.

Lee Jeong-gyeom is lost in thought at the sight that makes him swallow his saliva.

Baek Hyang-muk spoke to him in a serious voice.

“You go to the Martial Arts Federation through this road and inform them that their numbers are increasing exponentially.”

“Yes? One teacher…”

“I have to save them.”

Those pointed to by Baek Hyang-muk's hand were those running away from the black monsters rushing in.

Judging from their attire, you could tell they were a mix of government troops and people from the Martial Arts Federation branch.

After seeing that, Baek Hyang-muk became convinced.

This means that the power sent from the Anhui Province branch has already been damaged.

“I will join you. The messenger will tell the others…."

Baek Hyang-muk urged Lee Jeong-gyeom, who refused.

“This is not the time to be boastful!”

“Master!”

“Of all these, you are the one who is the fastest.”

It was true.

Excluding Baek Hyang Muk, it has the fastest mobility.

Lee Jeong-gyeom said:

“It would be better to retreat and reorganize…."

“What do you want them to do? Just leave them alone and go?”

“……..”

“Evaluate the situation calmly. In addition to saving those who are running away, the elite force, including myself, must delay those bastards even a little.”

Lee Jeong-gyeom bit his lip at Baek Hyang-muk’s words.

For the master to say something like that meant he was risking his life.

But his teacher was the best master of the Jeongpa.

He was definitely not someone who could be easily defeated, as he had surpassed the barrier of superhuman strength and could take on thousands of first-class masters on his own.

"…….All right."

“Tell the Vice-Chairman to gather all the power of the branches and find the current leader. Do you understand what this Master is saying?”

"All right."

The leader, So Yun-Hwi, is truly the best fighter in the martial arts alliance.

I was certain that only he, the legendary being known to have defeated countless monsters in the past and the one who had inherited the progress of the best sword in the world, Geomseon, could stop this situation.

However, its whereabouts are now unknown.

I had to find him while he was away to stop the gold medal.

-chuck!

Lee Jeong-gyeom took the lottery ticket and spoke in a voice full of determination.

“Master, please come back alive.”

“…….Don’t worry. The old man isn’t fighting to the death. Come on! There’s no time to do this. Hurry up.”

“Good luck!”

“Good luck to you too.”

-Pot!

With those words, Lee Jeong-gyeom sent Shin-hyung flying in the opposite direction.

As he disappeared and the elites climbed up the hill behind him, Baek Hyang-muk pulled out her treasured sword, the Muk-seon.

-Sreung!

Baek Hyang-muk, who was holding the sword, also made up her mind.

At the very least, we need to buy time for the Martial Arts Federation to gather all of its forces.

He raised his sword and looked at the elites, shouting loudly.

“Prepare for battle!”

* * *

A plain filled with countless corpses.

“Haa….haa……”

Baekhyangmuk, who was barely able to stand, staggering while holding a broken ink line.

He looked in despair at the black robed, snake-eyed being standing before him, carrying a bundle on his back.

Even when I fought So Yun-hui, a descendant of the Sword Master, it wasn't to this extent.

Now he was feeling not only despair but also fear.

'How on earth is this monster…….'

Not a single one worked.

Even though I pulled out all my vitality and unleashed the Blood Heavenly Sword.

Baek Hyang-muk looked around.

-Kuuuuuuuuuuuu!

-Kaaaak. Kaaaak.

A feast of strange sounds is in full swing.

All that is visible are the glare filling the darkness and the thick smell of blood.

It seems like I'm the only one who survived.

I couldn't even last a few hours.

No, if that monstrous being hadn't appeared, I might have lasted at least half a day.

But what can we do now that it has come to this?

'Should I leave the rest to him?'

The only hope was for just one person.

If even that couldn't be stopped, then the martial arts world, no, the Central Plains, had no hope.

Baekhyangmuk held the broken ink sword tightly in his hands and shouted at the black-robed being looking at him, sending a slap to him.

“Do you want to just sit here and die?”

-Bam!

“Ugh!”

His last spirit was rendered colorless.

The man in black robes, who was holding Baek Hyang-muk's neck while flying the new model, spoke with a blank expression.

“You’re pretty good, but you’re still human.”

There was no emotion in the eyes looking at him.

It seemed no different from how a human sees an insect.

It was at that moment that the man in the black robe tightened his grip and tried to kill Baek Hyang-muk.

“Master.”

Just then someone approached me quietly.

It was a half-human, half-dark creature with four yellow eyes.

“Why is that?”

“He was once the leader of the Martial Arts Federation.”

“Leader?”

Baek Hyang-muk, whose neck was grabbed, frowned.

Unlike other creatures, these monsters were not only able to speak human language, but they were also fully aware of their own identity.

What on earth are these people?

The half-human, half-demon being looked at him with a puzzled look and spoke.

“He was called the center of the political party, so it seems a waste to just kill him.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Nothing is more vulnerable to fear than a human being. Use him to make the guys from the Martial Arts Federation feel even greater despair.”

At those words, the man in black robe stopped applying force.

And then he put the sandalwood stick down.

“It sounds like it’ll be a fun pastime. Go ahead and try it.”

“Thank you for giving me the opportunity.”

A half-human, half-dead being with the permission of the master approached and dropped something in front of Baek Hyang-muk.

-Clang!

“Coolook…Coolook…What is this?”

It was a sword hilt with the blade broken and only the handle, the scabbard, remaining.

In fact, it was difficult to even view it as a sword.

“Do you know what it is?”

“What does this mean?”

It looks like a sword I've seen somewhere, but how could I recognize it just by looking at it?

“I am the swordsman of the Namcheon Iron Sword.”

"what?"

At those words, Baek Hyang-muk's eyes widened.

I had a feeling I had seen it somewhere, but I never thought it would be the Namcheon Iron Sword.

Isn't the owner of the Namcheon Iron Sword the descendant of Geomseon, So Yun-hui?

'What the heck is this?'

He couldn't understand why his sword, which he had considered his only hope of dealing with that monster, was broken like this.

The half-human, half-half-human being raised the corners of his mouth and spoke to him.

“So Yun-hwi, the descendant of the Sword Master and the current leader of the Martial Arts Federation, has been punished with death by my teacher and the ruler of all demons, Maseon.”

'!!!'

Baek Hyang-muk was shocked.

The news that the only person who could stand against that monstrous being was already dead was nothing short of crushing hope.

'How could this happen…..'

It was at that moment that I was feeling so embarrassed.

-Phuk!

“Ugh!”

The half-human, half-subtle creature's long claws dug into his abdomen.

It went straight through my dantian.

The pain of having one's danjeon, the heart of a human being, destroyed is indescribable.

“Ugh.”

He had already suffered severe internal injuries.

I gradually became mentally confused.

-widely!

The half-human, half-demon being placed a hand on Baek Hyang-muk's shoulder and trembled.

“Go back and tell everyone about this.”

“……What?”

"And tremble in fear."

-Woooow!

As soon as he finished speaking, the space shook and Baek Hyang-muk's body was sucked into it.

'Hey….what is this place….'

As everything around her disappeared, Baek Hyang-muk stumbled and fell to the ground in a familiar place, losing consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in the infirmary of the Martial Arts Federation.

The one who stayed by his side after he came to his senses was Lee Jeong-gyeom, the disciple he had sent to the Martial Arts Federation.

“Master? Are you awake?”

“……Jeong-gyeom.”

“Ahhh! Thank goodness.”

Lee Jeong-gyeom was worried that Baek Hyang-muk, whose body and mind were weakened by a major injury and a destroyed danjeon, would leave this world like this.

But when he woke up, he couldn't hide his joy.

Lee Jeong-gyeom asked with a puzzled look.

“What on earth is going on? How did you arrive at the Martial Arts Federation before me with such injuries?”

“Arrive at the Martial Arts Federation first? What on earth do you mean?”

Wasn't it the plains of Wuhu before I lost consciousness?

But I couldn't understand the Martial Arts Federation.

Lee Jeong-gyeom said to him,

“This is the Martial Arts Federation.”

“I definitely……”

Baek Hyang-muk staggered and got up.

“Master, you still need to rest…”

“Let go.”

Baek Hyang-muk shook off his attempts to dissuade her and walked to the window.

Baek Hyang-muk's two eyes shook.

The scenery outside the window was truly the Martial Arts Federation.

It's hard to believe, but he had already returned to the martial arts federation in Muho.

It was a strange event, hard to tell if it was a dream or reality.

'How could this happen…..'

“Master?”

Lee Jeong-gyeom called him, feeling restless.

But there was no answer.

Baek Hyang-muk, who had been staring out the window for a long time with a shocked face, soon turned her head and said.

“……How long was I asleep?”

“From what I heard, it’s been about four days.”

“Four days each?”

I couldn't wake up for longer than I thought.

Perhaps the aftereffects of the destruction of the Danjeon were significant.

It makes my mind dizzy to think of all the things that must have happened in the meantime.

Baek Hyang-muk asked, swallowing dry saliva.

“How far have they come?”

Lee Jeong-gyeom answered Baek Hyang-muk's question with a darkened face.

“We have reached Huaining in Anhui Province.”

If you go past Huining, you will reach the border of Hubei Province.

It has almost reached the nose of the Martial Arts Federation.

“Ahhhhh…..”

In the end, the situation we were afraid of occurred.

I couldn't even bring myself to ask how many sacrifices had been made up to that point.

This led to the question being turned around.

“Have you gathered all the branches’ power into one?”

“Yes. All the warriors in the branches of each province have now gathered in this alliance. Including the government troops in Hubei Province, a force of nearly 80,000 is encamped in Ma-seong. However….

"but?"

“The morale is very low right now. It is said that the master who led the elites came back with his dantian destroyed…."

The rest of the story is vague, but I think I get it.

He was one of the top five masters in the martial arts world, but he lost his martial arts skills and was defeated, so he returned.

It was a way of letting the enemy know with his body that he was dangerous.

'…..was this the purpose?'

I think I know for sure why he sent me to save my life.

Lee Jeong-gyeom, who had been evasive, continued talking.

"And there's a bigger problem."

"Bigger problem?"

"The number of monsters has increased to an unfathomable level. According to the Jeonseo-gu, it is estimated to be close to three hundred thousand."

"what?"

Baek Hyang-muk couldn't help but be astonished.

It was a huge number, three times the strength of our forces.

Moreover, considering that the power of the general government troops was inferior to that of the martial artists, it was the worst case scenario.

“Have you asked the Zodiac for help?”

In a situation like this, it wasn't just the government troops in the region that would be mobilized.

It was a situation where regular troops had to be organized and moved from the capital, the center of the country.

“Although the Vice-Chairman requested regular troops early on, it seems difficult to meet the deadline with the mobility of the regular troops dispatched from the Imperial Capital.”

“How long do you think it will take to arrive?”

“It will take at least two weeks.”

It was a situation worse than nothing.

There was bound to be a difference in the mobility of the martial artists who were performing light martial arts and the regular army.

On the other hand, the speed at which the monsters were advancing towards the Martial Arts Federation was too fast.

If we have already reached Hoenyeong in four days, we will reach Maseong, located just northeast of Muhan, tomorrow night or the day after.

“…….This is truly a do-or-die situation.”

“In this situation, I ask that you, Master, lead the alliance together with the Vice-Lord. Even without that, the whereabouts of the Lord So-Woon-Hwi are still unknown. We do not have the capacity to wait for the Lord until the forces of the monsters arrive…”

“Ahhh.”

Before Lee Jeong-gyeom could finish speaking, Baek Hyang-muk let out a sigh.

Lee Jeong-gyeom, who felt something uneasy, asked.

“How can you do that?”

Baek Hyang-muk answered heavily with a desperate face.

“Don’t waste your time looking for him any longer.”

“Yes? Why?”

“…….The leader, So Yun-Hwi, is dead.”

'!!!'

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